Chapter 127: Section 127 - Eat a Big Mouth Monster

"Who still has ammunition?" Out of ammunition and desperate, Major Chekhov yelled on the communication channel. His MiG-28 Jet Fighter's ammunition reserve was even smaller than that of the "Big Mouth Monster." No matter how much he tried to conserve, he had still run out of the last bit of machine gun bullets. If, if he just had one more combat bomb, Chekhov was confident he could shoot down the last opponent from the sky. Then he could join hands with other comrades and further expand their victories. "Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios glanced at her ammunition counter and said, "I have 20 machine gun bullets left!" Her Aircraft No. 212 was constantly entangled in a dogfight with an enemy aircraft. Luckily, the "Big Mouth Monster" had strong endurance. Even without carrying extra fuel tanks, it could still last a long time in the sky. Both sides, possessing only the strength for a last strike, coincidentally chose not to fire unless a sure shot was assured, reluctant to expend their last bit of ammunition. At this moment, true is false and false becomes true. Both friends and foes assumed each other as the last strike, chasing and evading each other in the sky in a deadlock. "I, I still have one missile, that guy is too cunning!" Besides the squadron leader "Peanut Butter" Major Chekhov, deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios, and the indestructible rookie Chen Fei, the only remaining fourth pilot in the "Genuine Fragrance" squadron was "Miso" Yamada Yuhu, who was furiously chasing his opponent, trying to lock on and send him off with the last missile. Who would have thought that a pilot from the "Scavenger" Squad would last till the end? "I have got a crowbar, who wants it?" Chen Fei looked down at the Physics Holy Sword pressed against his leg. This thing was incredibly effective. Two enemy aircraft, one on the left and one on the right, were trailing behind him, seeking the best opportunity to attack, not daring to get too close anymore. Chekhov Big Bear: "..." He had long realized that this rookie was increasingly defiant, practically becoming a thorn in the side of the "Genuine Fragrance" squadron. Suddenly, several blue streaks appeared outside the cockpit, the closest one coming less than half a meter from Chen Fei's head. He quickly pushed the control stick, pushing the throttle all the way forward; the "Big Mouth Monster" suddenly dove into a breaking S dive, and more than ten tracer bullets almost whooshed past its tail. As soon as the maneuver finished, the aircraft leveled out, and Chen Fei immediately pulled back hard on the control stick, causing the "Big Mouth Monster" to pitch up sharply. The two enemy aircraft that missed their attack quickly followed, the lead aircraft No. 211 climbed over a hundred meters, then continued with a backward somersault, executing a flawless tumble maneuver. Although the two enemy "Big Mouth Monsters" attempted to maintain their advantageous six o'clock firing position, Chen Fei did not play along. With a breaking S followed by a tumble, Aircraft No. 211 suddenly closed the distance, forcibly cutting into formation, swiftly approaching one of the enemy aircraft from the right side while gradually lowering its landing gear and the fuselage fiercely turning left at full speed and the landing gear on the underside of the left wing brutally crashing into the other's cockpit canopy. The opponent was still overcoming the aftermath of a high-overload maneuver, unable to move for a moment as a shadow loomed over, they could only turn their heads, watching helplessly as a huge tire approached the cockpit canopy. It was instantly verified whether the aircraft's landing gear or the cockpit canopy was harder. The "Big Mouth Monster" had a dry weight of 3 tons, and Chen Fei's Aircraft No. 211 at that moment, even without any ammunition load and reduced weight from the shattered cockpit canopy glass, still weighed at least 3.1 tons with the remaining fuel. Now, all this weight was concentrated on one of the three wheels, then irresistibly slammed down on the other "Big Mouth Monster's" cockpit canopy, as if it had been cruelly run over by a tank's armor track... The entire cockpit area was instantly flattened. The inside of the shattered glass turned a vivid red, as if sprayed with a layer of red paint. System: Ding! Enemy pilots killed four/five (firearms not used), Energy Points +500! "Holy shit!~" The other "Big Mouth Monster" cockpit, both the pilot in the front and back seats witnessed this unbelievable scene, unable to suppress a soul-deep, trembling scream. Of course... Yes! The "Big Mouth Monster," stubbornly clutched by Chen Fei, began to tremble violently. The engine stopped roaring, and the body's surface was covered in cracks, rapidly shrinking and contracting. Moments later, the entire turboprop aircraft turned into a pile of non-metallic materials, splintering in mid-air. Along with the two unconscious pilots, they were swept away by the raging wind. The seats, stripped of all metal components, naturally lacked ejection functionality. Whether the parachutes could deploy successfully was probably only known to God. A parachute blossomed slowly in mid-air, as Chen Fei hung underneath it, beginning to tally his gains. System: Ding! Absorbed one A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft (missing non-metallic parts), composition ratio: Aluminum 72%, Titanium 9%, Iron 6%, Copper 5%, Chromium 4.5%, Magnesium 2%... System: Ding! Energy Points +2! Energy Points: 297/5000 System: Ding! Enemy pilots killed: six out of five (no firearms used), gain energy points +500! Energy Points: 797/5000 Chen Fei paused, immediately understanding what had happened. It appeared that the two pilots were unlucky, their parachutes had failed to deploy, and they were fatally crashed. My Skills: Physical Evolution Database (102), categories: Cold Weapons (7), Tools (95)/management... Management... Create new category "Parts," include A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop attack aircraft, parts disassembled! System: Allocation completed, "Parts" increased by 2,735,214 items Chen Fei's mind suddenly filled with the image of a "Big Mouth Monster," though it was not a complete aircraft, missing many parts. Many non-metallic parts were not absorbed and thus were excluded by the system, which resulted in many gaps, otherwise, the number would have been even higher. Even so, every detail was crystal clear, as if it were real. He immediately began cross-referencing with the technical manual, and sure enough, no metal part was missing. "Reorganize!" With millions of parts, just searching would be a challenge, but luckily he was familiar with several thick technical manuals. Chen Fei promptly reorganized some parts according to modular assemblies, combining many parts together and naming them uniformly, exactly like the classifications in the manual. As a result, the number of parts items immediately decreased significantly, and each item also had added remarks. Physical Evolution Database (102), categories: Cold Weapons (7), Tools (95), Parts (339)/management... This meant that if the "Big Mouth Monster" ever missed a part, Chen Fei could conjure it up out of thin air to fill in temporarily. If one were to expand their thinking a bit, Emmm... Wouldn't the original Chekhov Big Bear's factory-issue AK have a solution now? Chen Fei's mood immediately improved. "'Genuine Fragrance' Squadron, return to base, man-portable air defense missiles are ready!" The voice of the female executive manager suddenly sounded on the communication channel. In the midst of an unprecedentedly large free-for-all, Aircrew Base 911 still couldn't escape unscathed. Ground-based radar suffered strikes and could no longer enhance the combat capabilities of the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron. At the same time, the dense formation of air defense firepower systems and missiles were all destroyed. Even two spare "Big Mouth Monsters" acting temporarily as mobile air defense missile launchers were successively blown up. Luckily, the mechanics operating within the cockpits escaped quickly, or they would have also faced a calamity. After some preparations, the female executive manager Hanna Gagel organized a team of veterans, shouldering man-portable air defense missiles, temporarily setting up a ground trap for the few remaining fighters of the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron. -