After Becoming a Little Sister

Just as he was talking, the strange aircraft had already passed the aviation identification area, and the radar station on the ground held down his restless hand and did not send out the signal of the incoming missile - but even so, the radar soldier They also basically scolded mother in their hearts, and whispered what this thing is.

If you come here a few times, you will be scared and sick...

"Tower call, tower call, aircraft code ZX-001, please answer when you hear it!"

If the other party hadn't opened the Longbo lens and let the tower know that he was a friendly force, this speed alone would be enough for half a group of aircraft to launch into the air for defense and interception. No matter how you look at this cargo, it looks like a rocket... …

"This is ZX-001, what's the matter?"

"Uh..." The air traffic control brother blinked and made a mouth shape with the people around him. There was a big shock in his small squinting eyes——

【female! ] He spoke to the people around him silently, and then fastened his earphones a little: "This is Base 07. We saw that your aircraft has some abnormal parameters. Do you need to adjust it?"

"Huh? Is there anything unusual?" The rather relaxed and cold female voice paused in doubt, presumably checking something, and then asked, "I didn't find any problems here."

"Air traffic control found that your current speed is Mach 12. Did it overlap with the identification signal of the rocket launched earlier? Or did the identification link give wrong information?"

"No, that's my normal cruising speed, Mach 12."

"...Sorry, the signal on my side may not be very good, you mean Mach 1.2, right?"

"Mach 2, Mach 07, I will arrive at Base [-] in [-] minutes, is the runway free?"

"Yes... No! No - how long do you need a landing strip?!"

The air traffic control guy felt like an idiot, and was stunned for a while, but at least his basic common sense is still there-the faster the aircraft needs the longer the braking distance, and the aircraft that can fly out of Mach 12, I'm afraid it will take a runway of 4000 meters to stop.

This is just like the distance of the landing runway of the space shuttle is directly calculated in kilometers, which belongs to the basic knowledge of physics.

And the longest runway of No. 07 base is this number. At the moment, large transport planes are taking off and landing, and the other party must move out of the way first.

"I need a tarmac."

"Okay, we need a tarmac, we'll make it for you." The air traffic controller recorded the demand on the board: "So how long is the runway needed to land?"

"One tarmac is enough."

"I—" The air traffic control brother wanted to say that this is not the time to play repeating, but suddenly reacted: "You can take off and land vertically?!"

"Yeah, is that weird?"

"No, it's just... rare."

The current vertical take-off and landing technology is actually not too mature. In the entire No. 07 base, the heavy fighter jets capable of vertical take-off and landing are the Red Eagle of Colonel Mo. The reason why the other party brought this technology is because the Red Eagle is a carrier-based aircraft. But this strangely numbered aircraft doesn't look like a cargo that can be deployed on an aircraft carrier.

To put it horribly, the aircraft carriers are going out to sea and sticking to people's doorsteps, and you have to soar to Mach 12. Where would you go?

Do you want to fly around the blue star to get home quickly?

"I'm here, which tarmac is for me?"

"On tarmac 001... Where are you? Do you want to help you coordinate the landing route?"

"No, I've already arrived - please report my identification code to the ground crew, they should have received the relevant maintenance orders, thank you."

"..."

The air traffic control brother was silent for half a second, leaned out of his seat a little dumbly, and looked at the 001 apron not far from the tower in astonishment.

With a burst of translucent air surging like water ripples, a peculiar aircraft with a pure white body appeared on the tarmac like a game prop that had been refreshed.

This movement shocked the busy ground workers who were passing by. The nearest one stumbled back several steps in a daze and almost fell to the ground. The face with headphones and sunglasses could not hide the movement of the body. shock means.

The air traffic control brother sat down with his buttocks wide open, and murmured: "Optical invisibility..."

"It's optical camouflage. This camouflage can only be used in the atmosphere." The cool female voice was transmitted into the headphones.

Then the cabin of the plane was opened, and a sci-fi armored man like an alien warrior appeared in the cabin. The other party didn't need a boarding ladder at all. He stepped on the edge of the cockpit and jumped down directly - using a superhero-style landing. gesture.

This time, not only the surrounding ground staff, but even the pilots farther away looked over in astonishment, with a shocked look of 'what the hell did I see'.

Someone looked down at the rustic anti-Glove suit on him, then looked up at the other party's sci-fi armor, and then looked at the colleague beside him aggrievedly: "This—I—"

It was also at this time that a heavy fighter jet that looked like a caressing empress stopped on the runway next to it, and a tall man jumped to the ground three or two steps down the boarding ladder. come over.

The sci-fi armored man seemed to have noticed something, turned his head to look over, didn't walk around, just waited in place quietly.

After a while, the tall man walked up to the sci-fi armored man, looked up and down the armor, and took the lead in saluting: "Captain of the Air Force, my surname is Mo, my code name is [Knight]."

In fact, pilots rarely reveal their real names, especially for strategic-level heritage pilots like Colonel Mo, who use their positions on land, and most of them use code names for liftoffs. This is to prevent hostile forces from retrieving pilots' communications. The real identities of these aces, and then they did harm when they didn't fly their fighters into the air.

In addition to the encryption of the communication itself, the pilots will actually change their code names frequently. In order to protect some of the trump cards, there have even been stand-in operations that give their code names to other pilots.

"A passing amateur driver, my surname is Lu, codename Tyrant."

Colonel Mo didn't wait for the other party to return the salute, but put down his hand and made a handshake gesture, thinking that he knew that the other party was not a colleague in the army.

The sci-fi armor and him shook hands, and looked at each other's arms in surprise - this is not small.

She knows that the other party is not malicious, but this natural strength is comparable to Hercules. Is this the king of the army or the ace of the air force?

"I have participated in the selection of test pilots for this aircraft." Colonel Mo glanced at the Zhuxian next to him and said with some emotion: "But in the end, I lost the selection."

"...Why?" The sci-fi armored man was a little confused: "Is it because there are people who are more powerful than you?"

The physical fitness exposed by the other party is already the level of a top pilot, and this is still unsuccessful?

Was it a real monster who was chosen to fly the Zhuxian?

"No, because I'm too tall, the Zhuxian will not have enough space in the cockpit for the follow-up unmanned needs." Colonel Mo shrugged, his tough face rarely showed a smile: "In fact, even your body Dual-purpose armor, I have also tried it on, but there is no suitable model for me, so it can only be customized."

"..." The sci-fi armored man was rarely silent.

Is he telling a joke?Is it so humorous?

However, Colonel Mo's figure is indeed a bit outrageous. How this height of 1.9 meters entered the pilot selection sequence is a problem. After all, the default height requirements for pilots are between 1.7 meters and 1.8 meters five, and more than 1.8 meters five is like As he himself said, he is too tall, so that the cockpit of the aircraft does not fit the body of a person.

But looking at the light of the other party's soul, she also understands that the other party's hard power is strong enough - as a pilot who is close to the peak of SSR, his physical fitness is better than that of the batch of prospective astronauts who are also SSR at the Xiquan Satellite Launch Base. Two ranks higher.

Even if the Air Force makes appropriate concessions during selection, it is understandable. After all, who would think too much of such a natural soldier...

"Please come with me, I have received information about you in the internal communication. In this interception mission, you will be the backup force of the second interception plan, and have a certain authority for autonomous activities, not too much. Excessive division of tasks.”

After speaking, he paused and looked back at the pure white Zhuxian: "Are all the weapons ready?"

"It's installed. In the revolving magazine, there are electromagnetic guns and high-energy laser weapons, as well as air-to-air combat bullets."

"...So you just landed directly with a bomb loaded."

"Yes, its vertical take-off and landing technology performance is very good, and there is no problem with the landing of bombs."

"Okay." Colonel Mo nodded, beckoned to the ground crew next to him: "Please check the built-in bomb bay of this fighter, and fill up the fuel. You should have received more maintenance plans."

"Yes!"

"Ms. Lu, let's go—"

……

……

combat meeting room

An hour has just finished busy with their own affairs, and many pilots gathered again.

It's just that this time everyone looked at the man in sci-fi armor with a different style of painting and stopped talking. There was curiosity and doubt in his eyes. Some people whispered something, and some people looked at the armor with fiery eyes, tsk tsk amazed, Showing the appearance of 'I want big toys too'.

Colonel Mo knocked on the table: "Everyone has it, stand up!"

"Whoa--"

The sound of tables and chairs slamming sounded. Although I didn't know why they had to stand up, as the person with the highest rank present, Colonel Mo was their commander by default. Whether his orders were in the sky or the ground, the pilots had to strictly implement them.

"With your authority, you should have heard about the fact that we picked up two F-35s. I can tell you now that the two fighters were brought back by the one in front of you." Colonel Mo paused. , emphasized: "Although she is not on active duty, she enjoys the treatment of the army level, and the default sequence is higher than mine, so all - salute!"

The uniform military salute was displayed at the same time, the man standing on the side was silent for a second, took off his helmet and hugged his waist, threw off the long silver hair that was thrown behind his head, and returned the salute: "The Republic Glory lasts forever."

Everyone was surprised by her gender and by her appearance - even more surprised by the identity of this gender, this young face.

At the military level, he started as a general, which was naturally higher than the rank of Colonel Mo.

And although it only 'enjoys regular military-level treatment', rather than having real military-level command, it is clear that as a battle sequence, this young and beautiful woman is better than those literary soldiers or scientists who enjoy the same treatment. Civilian cadres such as the default level are higher.

In fact, Aaliyah enjoys the level of retired heads of state, but in the military sequence, the head of state does not have a military rank - except for a small number of Middle East warlords who like to give themselves titles, the regular head of state of a major country is the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces by default. The power to appoint and remove commanders of military units.

That's why Stalin got himself a grand marshal at the beginning, and he has a somewhat fluffy demeanor. Compared to Emperor Pu, he didn't do much. He also revealed that he was an artillery lieutenant at the time, but everyone is more familiar with his KGB. His resume, as well as the official status of four presidents and three prime ministers, his artillery lieutenant is the same as the rank of an Austrian corporal, which is the icing on the cake that does not affect his identity.

After the ceremony was over, the silver-haired woman did not put on her helmet, but just put it on the table and sat down.

To be honest, when I put on the full-body armor again, I felt like returning to a different world. I wore the full-body armor for a sense of security, and if it was covered, it would always feel like wearing a puppet suit during the comic exhibition. Don't be afraid of the operation, there is a layer of psychological barrier naturally.

Those who wear Kumamon clothes at the comic show are definitely not as cheap as they appear to be - at least they don't dare to be so cheap.

But it's different when you change clothes. The subtle changes in it are like a person wearing gloves dares to touch everything a few times, and a child who has changed rain boots wants to step on any puddles. It's very interesting. .

After taking off the helmet, the silver-haired girl became calm and peaceful, and she lost a bit of the killing aura she had when she was wearing armor. Some pilots turned their eyes away to look at her profile consciously or unintentionally. This young lady looks so good. ...

Fortunately, everyone is the trump card of the trump card, and it is not a problem to gather your mind when it is time to work. Colonel Mo simply knocked on the table again to attract everyone's attention: "The trajectory map updated in real time, and everyone The target of the mission has been sent to you, let’s familiarize ourselves with it again. In addition, Senior Lu and I will join the theater as your backup force. She is responsible for altitudes above 8000 meters, and I am responsible for low altitudes below [-] meters. , If you have any comments or things you don’t understand, please bring them up now.”

"Me!" A pilot raised his hand: "Team Mo, this... Senior Lu, she is at an altitude of [-] meters? Is there a mistake in the information?"

"Where is the error?"

"The current ceiling of the aircraft, if it is above [-] meters, it will basically lose its maneuverability. Is there really an operating window if it goes that high?"

This is a more polite way of saying it, and it would be polite not to slap the tablet directly on the face of the combat staff officer - the real meaning should be called "[-] meters or more, if I can go up, there will be a ghost." This kind of roar.

"Your ceiling is [-] meters, but for Senior Lu's aircraft, [-] meters is just the starting point." Colonel Mo drew a circle on the large high-altitude area on the electronic screen with the pointing stick in his hand: " From [-] meters to [-] meters, she can come and go freely. Your war report does not indicate this, it is due to the lack of technical information due to the need for confidentiality. If you don’t know, don’t blame you, sit down.”

"……Yes!"

The pilot who sat down subconsciously glanced at the silver-haired girl, and was a little stunned - Rilie, the other party's sci-fi armor is not good-looking, but useful, is the other party really driving a flying saucer?

He hadn't seen the special heavy fighter jet on the tarmac of No. 001 before, otherwise he would probably have guessed that it was the Zhuxian.

After all, netizens can talk about the aerospace fighter jet. Obviously, the government is also revealing its existence intentionally or unintentionally. These elites in the industry do not say that they do not understand at all, but they have not been able to tell the silver-haired girl and the Zhuxian for a while. Just get in touch.

This kind of feeling is like the battle lane is actually performed by a group of college girls, no one thinks it is unreliable before seeing it.

After all, what's the relationship between your pretty girl and my invincible tiger pose?Is the justice 152 given by the loving father that a bunch of JKs can control?

They are afraid that even the ammunition of my KV2 toilet head is the same as the naval gun, and the details of the need for the warhead and the medicine package to be divided...

Of course, after watching it, everyone is really fragrant - the beautiful girl and the chariot are a perfect match!

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Here." Another pilot stood up: "Team Mo, I apply for the test firing of special weapons."