Chapter 48: Section 48 - No Comparison, No Hurt

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00:01- A piercing alarm sounded, and the 911 Aircrew Base was thrown into chaos. Soon, the scene inside Hangar 1 was shown, with a timer starting in the top right corner. 04:23- Six A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop attack aircraft had their missiles loaded and safeties removed, and were ready on the tarmac. 06:46- The pilots of the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron had finally gathered, disheveled and stumbling, dawdling, and dragging their feet, followed by Squadron Leader Chekhov, who staggered into the hangar clenching a bottle of wine while intoxicated. 07:48- Most pilots of the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron boarded their aircraft, and the first batch of five A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop attack aircraft took off in formation and headed to the combat zone. 08:18- At this time, the two MiG-28 Jet Fighters that had been dragged to the tarmac had just completed warming up. 08:30- The MiG Aircraft that were on standby were then struck by a falling Dragon Spike and exploded violently on the spot, instantly killing several ground staff and the pilot "Lemongrass" Basong. 9:14- Squadron Leader Chekhov, still disheveled, then shouldered the freshly recruited Rookie Fire Control Operator to board the last turboprop aircraft. 9:49- "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron, aircraft 211 "Big Mouth Monster" took off, heading to slay the Giant Dragon with warmed Erguotou in their trousers. The video ended there, Chekhov Big Bear's series of absurd actions had deeply ingrained in people's hearts, leaving many wanting to laugh but not daring, struggling immensely to hold it in. The scene then switched back to the executive manager's office, the voice of the new executive manager echoed once more. "I, Hanna Gagar, am very dissatisfied." Not only did the ground units that provided various logistical supports to the Combat Flight Squadron look at each other in bewilderment, but the pilots of the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron were also equally puzzled, not quite understanding the true intentions of the one-eyed female manager. What's there to be dissatisfied about? My god! Does she even want to kill the Dragon King? Is this a bid to instigate a war between two worlds? As a subsidiary of the private military contractor Apocalypse Defense Group, the 911 Aircrew Base is not in a position to initiate a war between planes. Even the slightest thought of such an action would get it squashed by any sovereign country with a flick of a finger. The weaponry of private military contractors, in the face of the violent institutions of sovereign countries, would disappear if the latter so much as sneezed... "In my view, a true Combat Flight Squadron should be like this." As Hanna Gagar spoke, everyone's phones and tablets flashed, displaying a scene from an unfamiliar aircrew base. Tightly aligned black jet fighters were parked on the tarmac, each accompanied by a power supply truck and an air supply truck. 00:01- The alarm sounded, countdown timer started. 01:15- Ammunition team pulled the pins and departed. 02:06- Uniformed pilots arrived on the tarmac. 03:39- Fighter jets finished warming up, power and air supply trucks departed. 04:57- Fighter jets taxied onto the runway. 05:15- Took off. A comparison chart appeared on the screen. ... Big Bear was crazily testing the waters of courting death. Little Chili instantaneously went berserk, screaming as she pounced on Big Bear's body, furiously scratching him. ... As the red sun rises, its path grants great light; river from hidden flow, pouring out vast seas; hidden dragon soars from the abyss, scales and claws flying high; nursing tiger roars in the valley, all beasts tremble; eagle tests its wings, drawing in the winds and dust... The scene momentarily spiraled out of control, unbearable to watch. "Hey, hey, hey, let's talk nicely, no need for violence!" "Crazy, Irinei's gone mad!" "Squadron Leader, what nonsense are you spouting!" "Where exactly are you two focusing? Stop it right away!" "Quick, pull them apart!" ... Everyone worked together and finally pulled the relentless short-haired girl off the scratched-up Big Bear. Chekhov was forcefully extracted of N blood by Irinei Rusios, physically educated to the point that he looked utterly ragged. "Devil Pepper" teacher, well done! Chen Fei picked up his cellphone, turned on the camera feature, and took several consecutive shots as a keepsake. He loved any classic scenes of Big Bear getting a thorough beating. "As the executive manager of the Aircrew Base 911, my first order of business is to reorganize the 'Genuine Fragrance' Combat Flight Squadron and related departments, ensuring that combat capabilities reach the required standard." The voice of the one-eyed Hanna Gagal resounded once again, first expressing dissatisfaction, then displaying a video for comparison, making a well-reasoned and orderly argument; next, intending to take action against the main combat force of the Aircrew Base 911, it was just the natural course of things. As her voice faded, Big Bear and the short-haired girl, who had been fighting like gamecocks, immediately ceased their bickering; their gazes swiftly met in the air, and they rapidly came to an agreement. When on the edge of internal conflict and external threats, internal disputes must be resolved internally; whether it was Squadron Leader Chekhov or Deputy Squadron Leader Irinei Rusios, neither would sit by and watch someone lay their hands on the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron. LSP Chekhov would not lose his principles over this; Daizi is Daizi, work is work, talking emotions could cost money, especially when there aren't even any emotions involved. "We need to think up strategies, have a Plan A, Plan B, Plan C, and not let the female Cyclops have her way." Chekhov drew in a sharp breath; he had been scratched quite badly. "Devil Pepper," once she starts going crazy, it's not your ordinary kind of crazy. "I agree!" Though still feeling upset, the short-haired girl grudgingly expressed her agreement. "Everyone must work together, don't let them isolate and defeat us; if anyone dares to betray us, I, Chekhov, will not let him off, do you all hear me?" Big Bear let out a loud roar, immediately eliciting a unanimous response from all the pilots of the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron. -

Chapter 48: Section 48 - No Comparison, No Hurt

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