() The two newly shipped units are the [Il MS] that just came off the production line. From the model, you can tell that they are reproduction machines of the [Il] series.

At first, we all naively thought that the machine body should be the same as electronic products. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front hit and kill them on the beach. The later the model is launched, the more complete it will be and the more powerful the function will be. But after careful inspection

We immediately discovered that we had been deceived. Compared with the original model of [Il], the aircraft body was more advanced.

It's still new, but it's getting worse and worse. For example, the avionics configuration of the Treaty Army mecha was originally rudimentary, but now it has been weakened to the point where only the high-frequency omnidirectional beacon (vor), the instrument navigation system (ils), and the enemy or friend are all left.

Identification transponder (iff), and radar warning receiver (rwr).

Later we learned that MS stands for export model, and we were the first-generation guinea pigs for this batch of models.

Unlike commodities, arms are generally exported as parallel imports. Getting this kind of cheating thing is considered bad luck for eight lifetimes, but we are not rich enough to throw this thing into the warehouse. After scolding Mao

After Xiong's conscience was severely damaged, he had no choice but to make do with the instructions. After all, with its two powerful twin machine turrets and an ammunition load of up to thirteen tons, the [Lavokin] was developed as a pure interceptor mecha.

, incomparable value.

Although I have turned it into scrap [Il] and can form a team, I have never driven this model. When I see the real thing shipped in front of me, my hands will inevitably feel itchy.

"Hey, boss, you are not used to driving the new model. Let me learn the ropes first."

I walked up to Iron Ox with a straight face and demanded.

"Hey, you kid wants to play with a new machine again. The No. 1 machine is yours. The No. 2 machine is open for road spikes. Be careful not to damage it."

"Don't worry, boss."

I ran towards a newly prepared [ILMS] with a smile on my face.

In the end, two [Ilms] and four [Lavokin] were chosen to visit and exchange feelings with the furry bears. Because the two camps were very close, I just used the walking program to walk there step by step.

.The machine, which is more than ten meters tall and weighs nearly fifty tons, is walking as if small earthquakes are constantly erupting. Not only the birds in the forest, but also the hibernating bears are so frightened that they roll out of the tree holes and fall into the wilderness with their big butts twisted.

escape.

This gave us a sudden twisted sense of satisfaction that "I am invincible", and we quickly calmed down and continued on our way.

There were already people greeting them at the gate of the camp. I recognized them from their appearance as several of the latest [Il]s. At that time, my brain short-circuited and I almost lost my nerve to react and fired a shuttle of artillery shells.

"Hey, long time no see, everyone in the teaching team."

Someone stood on the hatch cover of the front fuselage and waved to us. I thought this guy looked familiar, so I quickly opened the hatch and took a closer look, but this time the lead's reaction was faster than mine.

"Ya... Lieutenant Yalikin, have you returned to the fighting force again?"

"Correction, it's captain, I'm back in the world again."

Yalikin proudly pulled at the military rank on his collar and laughed.

"Okay, let's talk first if you have anything to say."

We followed him into the camp in a daze. The fur bears who were still working looked at us Orientals with surprise, and we responded with silly smiles.

The place where we were seated was the canteen. Compared to our shabby place built entirely of plywood, Mao Yong's room was like a luxurious villa. Not only was it twice the size of us, but it also had heating and automatic cooking utensils, which made us feel dark.

This must be some kind of institutional problem.

Several officers were already there to keep us company, smiling friendly at us, which made us feel very comfortable, but I didn't see Edith. Cartons of "Baltic No. 10" beer had been placed beside the bench, and each person could at least share it.

Half a box, Yalkin gave an order, and the soldiers immediately used beer to pry out the bottle caps one by one.

"Stop, stop, stop, what do you want to do? Don't you want to train?"

I was so shocked that these idiots wanted to drive drunk?

"I'm afraid, just have some drinks and let's fully communicate our feelings."

As he spoke, Yalikin took out a handful of mugs and set up a table with a clink. The matter was done and there was no need to talk about it any further. After Tieniu secretly sent a message, "Don't be embarrassed, drink these bastards to death", he shouted and commanded everyone to

Sit down and have a toast.

Nima, you are too straightforward.

A group of people drank two boxes of beer in less than five minutes, and started calling each other brothers smoothly in the seventh minute. It was so lively. I patted my head, which was a little numb from drinking, and finally remembered something, and gave Yalikin a hard blow.

It took two strokes to pull the wine bug out of the mug.

"Hey, you haven't told me how you came back."

"Ahem, you ask this, it's too simple. When I was working as a handyman at the airport, I happened to receive Miss Edith who was about to take office. She chatted with me for a few words and directly said, 'Okay, don't do arithmetic.

Question, come with me.' So I ran back to the front line, and when I checked the results, hey, not only did my military rank rise, but all those black records on the file were gone. It was like a dream, come on, have a drink."

I patiently clinked glasses with Yalikin, who was extremely happy, and then continued to ask:

"Damn, that's how you get the rank of captain. How come this little girl has so much energy? What role does she play in the family?"

"Oh, you also know her parentage. Huh, there's nothing you can do about it. The eldest lady will never hide it." Yalikin turned the wine glass around, and I noticed that he always called Edith, who was at the same level.

Use the honorific "Miss".

"Of course she is the direct descendant, and she is also the only bloodline inheritor of that family that is constantly in misfortune. It is said that her father is only half alive. If someone doesn't suddenly appear and make an emotional movie about his cousin's illegitimate child, she will be the next patriarch.

Yes, it seems that I accidentally fell in love with a rich man."

Yalikin raised his glass with a smile, and I forced a smile. After touching it with him, I drank it all, then poured another glass and drank it all.

I don’t know how much I drank, but in the end I inherited the junk wine that I had always had. Everyone was let go. They were dragged out of the canteen by the furry bears who had been prepared outside the canteen and put to sleep in the warm barracks.

, you read that right, just sleeping. I swear with my last bit of clarity that I will be a bastard if I train with these grandsons again.

I slept for what seemed like a long time. I was suddenly woken up by someone. I opened my eyes. At this time, the outside was already as dark as splashing ink, and Yalikin's big face was above my head, with a pair of stern eyes.

There was a sharp cold light that I had never seen before.

"Ready to fight, get up quickly."

The last bit of my drunkenness quickly dissipated.

At this time, everyone else was also woken up, and a group of people walked to the hangar with the Bear mecha soldiers in a daze. At this time, our machines had been prepared by the mechanics, filled with enough fuel, and filled up.

The ammunition stood proudly there.

A chill penetrated the heart and spleen, and everyone's combat nerves were mobilized, and they ran to their respective planes as fast as possible.

"Why are we dispatched at this time?"

I sat in the cockpit and checked and asked.

"The answer is very simple, because the blackbird will only go out during this time period, so we can only wait for it."

While I was talking, a shared window was selected on the screen, which showed the guidance direction of the ground radar. The end point was a flashing red dot that kept moving at high speed. I immediately realized that this was not a drill, but something real.

"Hey, we haven't trained yet, it's no problem to just jump in."

Datou said worriedly.

"Training? Haha, there's nothing to practice at all. We didn't even knock on the door, so we can only fumble around while knocking."

Yalikin laughed self-deprecatingly, which was not good, because the elder brother didn't sound confident at all.

Despite this, we still took off one by one, formed a simple formation according to Professor Cao Dian's method, and drove towards the target at high speed. Yalijin told us midway that the "Blackbird" was not armed, so there was no need to worry too much about being attacked.

Attack. But this is not a good thing, because according to common sense, if a weapon abandons one aspect of its performance, it will greatly enhance other aspects of its performance.

Twelve mechas flew silently in the air. No one spoke or called out. Only the nervous breathing of everyone could be heard in the communication channel. This trend became more obvious the closer to the target.

The distance slowly got closer, and we all couldn't wait to see the appearance of this mysterious aircraft, but at sixty kilometers, the situation changed.

"Damn, what's going on!"

Tieniu suddenly cursed. I didn't need him to shout, but I could see that the guidance targets on the ground... turned out to be ten! What's even worse is that they were still flying in ten different directions.

"It's electronic jamming, cutting off ground navigation, and using airborne radar guidance!"

Yalikin, who was still a veteran, immediately discovered the problem and quickly issued an order.

I immediately cut off the navigation communicator and activated the airborne radar, so a single red light spot reappeared on the screen. However, the anti-interference performance of the airborne radar is not strong. Who knows what my radar will look like below.

.So driven by this mentality, I turned on the afterburner and rushed in that direction, trying to kill the guy before he could play other tricks. Everyone else also had the same mentality. Twelve mechas were like twelve mechas.

Like a bison, it spreads out a big fan and runs wildly after the target.

But the more we chased the red dot, the farther away it became from us. In the end, it even flew to the edge of the radar screen. What kind of crazy speed is this? Could it be that this guy is equipped with the legendary anti-matter engine?

I was anxious and annoyed, and wanted to chase after him desperately, but Datou suddenly spoke:

"Stop, stop, stop, something doesn't seem right about this thing."

"Damn, what's wrong? Chase me quickly!"

The furry bear mecha soldier complained.

"I calculated based on the relative speed of our bodies. The opponent's speed was actually Mach 4.7. How could it be possible to fly at such a speed on earth!"

Da Tou replied anxiously.

Each mecha immediately stopped the car and rechecked the system. I turned off the radar and restarted it. At this time, the red dot finally showed the correct position. To the east of us, the distance had reached more than 100 kilometers.

Got it!

We immediately changed direction and continued to chase, but the speed of the aircraft obviously slowed down a lot because everyone was fooled. Who knows if it was another false target this time, but the "Blackbird" did not embarrass us for too long.

Soon our radar screen turned into a sesame cake - completely covered by thirty or forty red dots.
To be continued...