Changkong Fighter

Chapter 171 The Princes' Concerns
Looking at the Flying Shark "dealing" right in front of him outside the window, the prince finally couldn't resist the temptation and asked softly, "Can we bring in a flanker?"

Although the J10C is very powerful, the J15 demonstrated to them that there is always someone stronger than you.

Heavy aircraft are inherently more powerful than light aircraft, with greater ammunition and fuel capacity, greater payload, and greater battlefield adaptability. Plus, there's a hearty sales show, and they've personally experienced it, with a live experience card.

Shooting down 5 alien spacecraft in one battle, it would be a lie to say that the princes are not tempted!
They don’t know the combat effectiveness and parameters of fighter jets, but they understand technology!

"It's difficult. When Todai introduced the Flanker series, it signed an agreement with Russia that prohibits the export of the Flanker series." The secretary replied.

After all, Russia also wants to export the Flanker series. If Tokyo also exports it, they will not have an advantage in terms of production capacity and price, and Tokyo will take away all the market share sooner or later. Even if Tokyo leaves some market share due to the relationship between "master and apprentice", it will still not be able to make a living.

"How much?" The prince asked directly without any pretense.

"Russia will not agree to that."

"How much?" the prince asked again.

"I'll go and ask."

After seeing the secretary write down his intention to meet with the Russian ambassador in the notebook, the prince once again looked through the window at the accompanying J15T, with worry in his eyes.

How could he not know the latest developments of the Americans? Troops stationed in the Middle East and Asia were being transferred to the mainland to strengthen the defense of the west coast.

Hawaii has absolutely no strategic depth. Once it can't withstand the alien offensive, the entire West Coast will face the threat of alien civilization!
Not long ago, Oman and Iran detected unknown communications and radar interference, but due to their national strength and industrial limitations, they were unable to deploy drones on a large scale in the Arabian Sea.

Now, spacecraft from alien civilizations have appeared in the Arabian Sea, so how far away is it from Type 3?

As the United States is strategically contracting and deploying all its combat power to concentrate on defense on its homeland, these countries that rely on the protection of the bald eagle must find a big brother again, and that big brother must be a country that is more reliable and more powerful than the United States!
As I said, the princes understand technology!
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"This is Changkong, calling the command center, requesting instructions for the next step."

[This is the command center. Please follow the reasonable arrangements of the UAE officials and do not violate confidentiality regulations.]

"Changkong, I understand."

After consulting his superiors, Liu Jun followed the escort formation to lower its altitude. Under the guidance of the ground tower, he saw the airport in the distance.

The airport is located in the east of Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates, about 30 kilometers from the city center. It is the second largest airport in the UAE. Many flights to and from Asia, Africa and Europe transit here. It is one of the busiest airports in the world.

However, today all the passenger planes in the airport were parked on the ground and did not take off as usual. This was probably due to the impact of Type 2. The appearance of aircraft from alien civilizations posed a serious threat to sea and air routes.

Since the UAE arranged for him to land at a civilian airport, Liu Jun had no objection as long as the distance was far enough. Anyway, judging from its appearance, the J15T had been photographed thoroughly at the air show, and there were even close-up shots.

The escort formation patrolled the airfield. Wang Ye's passenger plane landed smoothly, followed by Liu Jun's J-15T. It lowered its altitude, adjusted its speed, and with a thud, left tire marks on the asphalt runway before heading for the control tower's designated parking area. Powered by two WS-10H engines, this high-end "tricycle" hummed to a stop next to two Dongda Airlines flights. Then, small heads popped out of the windows of the planes, their eyes aglow as they gazed at the J-15T, quickly drawn to the charred marks on the fuselage.

"Did you just finish a battle?"

"No way, the Middle East is not peaceful either?"

"I don't know. I don't feel anything in the country."

"Hurry home! I won't be coming out after I get home. Oh, and take a picture first!"

Inside the cabin, the flight attendant watched the passengers taking photos and glanced at the air police. The plainclothes air police shook his head, indicating that there was no need to stop the passengers from taking photos. The flight attendant seemed to understand something and nodded.

After the J15T came to a steady stop, Liu Jun opened the canopy. A tanker truck drove over, and several ground crew members from Dongda Airlines jumped out of the truck, ready to assist Liu Jun in refueling the aircraft.

After refueling, Liu Jun started the avionics system and checked the status of the fighter in detail. After confirming that there were no abnormalities in the aerodynamic surfaces and servos, he started the engine and controlled the J15T to taxi to a 4100-meter-by-60-meter asphalt runway.

After taxiing for takeoff, the plane flew towards its destination under the guidance of the UAE tower. However, due to the abandonment of three auxiliary fuel tanks, it had to land at an air force base in the UAE for resupply for safety reasons and fuel redundancy.

"Changkong, thank you for your help. If you come to the UAE again, please come to my home! The food here is no worse than that of Dongda University!" The F16 pilot's enthusiastic words rang out in the communication channel.

Not just one, other pilots also said that although they had never met, they could be considered some kind of "comrades-in-arms" since they had fought in the same mission area after all.

"Thank you. I'm looking forward to it."

Liu Jun was polite for a moment. He didn't think he had time to stay in the UAE, so he quickly completed his mission and returned home.

After flying for a while, the oasis below disappeared, and the Middle Eastern desert appeared. Looking at the golden ocean below, it's no wonder that these export companies like to use desert camouflage paint. If the princes of the Middle East saw a heavy aircraft in desert camouflage, they would be surprised to see them move!
In the vast desert heart of the UAE, Liu Jun arrived at an air force base, which was also the refueling point for his journey. The base was surrounded by a desolate desert scene, with occasional sandstorms sweeping through, and hot air from the ground rising into the sky.

After contacting the tower to obtain landing permission and lowering the altitude, we could see the hot air currents swirling on the runway, distorting the entire base.

The Flying Shark landed on the runway. While taxiing, Liu Jun turned his head to look in the direction of the hangar. The scorching sun was scorching the ground. The layout of the hangar was cleverly integrated into the desert environment, and the exterior walls were painted with sand-colored camouflage.

In the maintenance area, rows of F-16 Warhawks and Mirage fighters are neatly arranged. They are the princes' desert-painted "toys".

Under the guidance of the ground staff, Liu Jun entered the maintenance area to refuel and also got off the plane to take care of some physiological problems.

At this moment, several UAE pilots walked quickly towards Liu Jun and slowly surrounded him.

(End of this chapter)