It’s terrible to be uneducated

"Rumble..."

Not long after, the sound of a rumbling turbine engine was heard inside the base.

Soon, a fighter jet slowly drove out from the base, and at this time, General Rostyev also came back.

"General Milanov, please get on the plane!" General Rostyev said respectfully to General Milanov.

"Huh? Why do you still have Yak-38 vertical take-off and landing fighter jets here?" General Milanov recognized the plane in front of him at a glance.

"Haha, this aircraft has been around since the Soviet era." General Rostev said with a proud look on his face: "This is a specially made Yak 38. It was originally intended for training KGB pilots.

Since the Yak-38 training aircraft did not have a ranging radar and weapons pylons, the base general at the time said it could not meet the requirements for actual combat training, so he spent some KGB military funds to modify the aircraft into a unique Yak.

38 fighter jet."

"This Yak 38 was not only equipped with weapons pylons, but also equipped with the most advanced radar system at the time. The most important thing was that it also enlarged the auxiliary fuel tank. The general combat radius of the Yak 38 is only more than two hundred kilometers.

However, if this Yak-38 is fully loaded with weapons and equipment, the maximum combat radius can still reach more than 400 kilometers. If it is used for high-altitude reconnaissance, it can reach more than 800 kilometers, which is almost double that of the ordinary Yak-38." Rostyev.

The general seemed extremely proud when he said this.

It turns out that he was the dedicated pilot of this aircraft back then, and also flew this aircraft to perform many air support missions for the KGB. He still has a soft spot for this aircraft to this day.

"Well, this plane is good, but you still have to think about how to report today's events to the Federal President." General Milanov said coldly. He turned around and picked up a large box on the ground and moved it towards the aircraft that had been parked at the entrance of the base.

The fighter jet goes away.

"General, go slowly!" General Rostyev saluted General Milanov, but in his heart he had already greeted all eighteen generations of his ancestors one by one.

"Report to General!" At this moment, a base officer hurriedly ran to General Rostyev and shouted loudly.

"What's going on?" General Rostev said in a deep voice.

"A call came from Novosibirsk No. 1 Air Force Base saying that they had dispatched ten fighter jets and unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, but no enemy conditions were found."

"What, how is that possible?" General Rostyev's expression changed and he hurriedly walked towards the entrance of the base.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a violent sound of machine gunfire outside the entrance of the base.

"What's going on!" General Rostyev yelled with his eyes wide open. His heart really couldn't be stimulated anymore, because he had already received enough stimulation today.

"Whoa..." At this moment, a rocket passed under the wing of the Jacques 38 at the entrance of the base and landed in the passage not far from the entrance of the base.

"Bang..."

There was a shocking loud noise, and blood and flesh flew everywhere at the entrance of the base. All ten special forces soldiers brought by General Milanov were killed on the spot.

"How dare they come back?" General Rostyev opened his mouth wide.

Fortunately, he had already hid inside the base as soon as he heard the sound of the machine gun, otherwise he would probably be dead by now.

"You bastards, come and save me!" Milanov, who had just gotten into the fighter jet, shouted in panic.

But General Rosteev has now hidden in the base, and all ten special forces who came with him have died. The only personal guard is nowhere to be found now. Who would want to get him while he is still sitting in the plane.

"Boom..." Another rocket hit the entrance of the base.

"Help..." General Milanov was really frightened. Although he had been a soldier all his life, he had finally become a general now. He really didn't want to die.

However, the entrance to the base is now in chaos. General Rosteev has forgotten about him. Those soldiers can't care about his life and death. At this time, there is only a lone Yak 38 left outside.

The fighter jets have not yet taken off and cannot form any combat effectiveness at all, especially this kind of vertical take-off and landing aircraft. The technical content of take-off and landing is very high, and the technical requirements for the pilots are also very high. With such a chaos outside, the pilots were so frightened that they did not dare to take off.

He opened the windshield and ran for his life.

"Listen to the people below, immediately put down their weapons and come out to surrender. Men hand over their weapons, women hand over their underwear, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

On the Ka52 armed helicopter, Feng Er shouted proudly.

After he finished speaking, he fired a bunch of bullets at the side of the Yak-38 fighter jet. General Milanov, who was about to turn over and jump off the fighter jet, was so frightened that he quickly retracted into the co-cockpit.

"Da da da……"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The bullets from the large-caliber machine gun hit the steel plate floor next to the Yak fighter jet and made a clanging sound.

"Goshawk, Snow Eagle, you cover, I'll grab the plane!" Teng Xiuyun shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Song Xiaotian and Feng Er responded. When they turned around, they saw that Teng Xiuyun had already jumped out of the helicopter. Of course, he had a slow-down rope on him.

"Goshawk cover!" Song Xiaotian said and jumped down.

He knew that there was still a blind spot where the helicopter was hovering, so it was safest to cover Teng Xiuyun on the ground.

At this time, the aircraft is hovering at a 45-degree angle to the entrance of the base, so it can only control the enemies who have reached the entrance of the base, and the enemies inside are not visible at all.

"Boom..." Feng Er fired another rocket at the base.

"There is no charge for rockets. No one saw them, so they just fired them randomly!" Ye Zi, who was driving a helicopter, cursed angrily.

"Da da da..." Feng Er shouted excitedly while using the machine cannon to suppress the enemy's firepower: "It's so enjoyable, if you don't have more fun, I'll be sorry for myself, haha..."

"..." Ye Zi gave him a stern look and ignored him.

Song Xiaotian and Teng Xiuyun below were also competing with Lao Maozi in the base, because although they were a little afraid of the machine guns and rocket launchers on the helicopter, many of them still started to rush outside under the general's order.

It turned out that General Rosteev finally remembered that General Milanov was still on the fighter jet. After all, he was still a person sent by the Federal President. If something happened to him here, General Rosteev knew that he was not the one.

It's no longer as simple as becoming a general.

"Falcon, you go grab the plane, and I'll hold them back!" Song Xiaotian shouted loudly. Time was running out, and he knew that there were many other emergency exits in the base. If he didn't fight quickly, he would soon be surrounded by the enemy.

"Be careful!" Teng Xiuyun said and ran towards the fighter jet.

As soon as he ran to the side of the fighter jet, he climbed up towards the cockpit. However, when he just climbed into the cockpit, a black muzzle protruded from the co-pilot's seat and was pressed against his head.

"Bang..."

At this moment, a crisp gunshot rang out, and General Milanov was shot in the wrist.

"Snow Eagle, pick him up and take him to the plane!" After Teng Xiuyun said that, he pulled General Milanov out of the cabin and threw him to the ground. Then he saw him extending a hand to the helicopter in the distance.

Thumbs up.

"Hehe... I didn't expect your sniper rifle to be so good. You've almost caught up with me!" Feng Er said excitedly to Qian Kexin who was lying in the cabin.

"Come quickly and collect the rope, they have tied up the general!" Qian Kexin said expressionlessly.

"That's necessary. This guy has a lot of oil and water. If you don't tie him up, it won't be tied up!" Feng Er said and turned on the switch of the slow-down rope. The rope was quickly pulled up, and soon he tied the tied-up General Milanov to the rope.

on the stool of the helicopter.

"Hey, Mr. General, how are you? How much money have you embezzled? Tell me!" Feng Er slapped General Milanov on the head.

"..." General Milanov is not like Feng Tiannan and the other senior KGB agents. He can't understand Feng Er's Chinese at all. His lungs are almost exploding because he has never been slapped by anyone in his life.

I saw him staring at Feng Er with wide eyes.

"Oh... you're still not convinced!" Feng Er slapped him with another big slap. But just now it was his head, now it's his mouth.

There was only a crisp sound of "pop", and several red finger prints suddenly appeared on General Milanov's face.

"Who are you? You cannot abuse prisoners!" General Milanov shouted angrily.

"Ha... you dare to scold me?" Feng Er slapped him again, and General Milanov's eyes flashed with stars. How could he, an old man in his sixties, stand up to Feng Er's torment like this?

I saw General Milanov dying and saying: "You can't torture the prisoners..."

"Now do you know how to beg for mercy?" Feng Er said with a proud smile.

"..." Ye Zi and Qian Kexin were speechless for a while. They looked at Feng Er and shook their heads. After being silent for a while, they suddenly said in unison: "It's terrible to be uneducated!"

"Tu tu tu tu..."

After Song Xiaotian tied the captured general and hoisted him into the helicopter, he continued to lie next to the fighter jet at the entrance of the base to protect Teng Xiuyun.

Each shot was a short burst, and every time a burst shot was fired, an old guy would fall down. Originally, those old guys were a little afraid of the helicopters that were watching eagerly in the sky, but now that there is another sharpshooter underground, they didn't dare to charge. However, good times

It didn't take long, and soon a scene appeared that made Song Xiaotian's scalp numb.

Since the entrance to the base is a slope of several tens of meters, the first thing Song Xiaotian saw were two large gun barrels. Later, when they fully revealed their true colors, he saw clearly that they were actually two heavy tanks.

.

I saw him shouting: "Falcon, hurry up, the tank is coming!"

At this time, Teng Xiuyun had already sat in the main pilot's seat, but for safety reasons he was checking some performance of the aircraft.

But when he heard Song Xiaotian's call, he knew he had no extra time to check. He put down the folding wings of the fighter jet and called through the intercom: "Goshawk fire support, stop the tank, Snow Eagle, get on the plane quickly."

"Roger it!" Feng Er then left the dying General Milanov and returned to the co-pilot seat of the helicopter: "Hey... beauty, didn't you say that this Ka52 has some anti-tank missiles on it? Tell me.

Tell me which button to press, and I'll do the trick?"

"Feng Er, who gave you this name?" Ye Zi looked at Feng Er seriously.

"What's wrong?" Feng Er was confused.

"This is a good name!"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!