King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1021 - 911 First Experience with F-14

’Cobra’ and ’Archerfish’ have wanted Joe to be a pilot for a long time.

In their hearts, they’d rather see Joe sitting in a plane than running on the ground, especially in Africa, where the air defense is nearly non-existent.

Joe Ga can fly the Super Albatross, but he hasn’t shown the slightest enthusiasm. Now that there’s a new big toy, ’Cobra’ thinks he should give it a try—maybe the boss likes something more thrilling?

Faced with the invitation from the two old men, Joe Ga was internally resistant.

But when a few Chinese-assigned pilots stood there curiously scrutinizing him, Joe, without knowing why, agreed in a moment of excitement...

Looking at the slowly opening hangar and the impressively handsome F-14 Tomcat inside, Joe Ga generously waved his hand and said, "In that case, let’s arm it with two ’Rapier 2’ missiles.

Hope ’Bullhorn’ doesn’t get too scared..."

After speaking, Joe Ga proactively went to the warehouse. When no one was looking, he took away the deadly nuclear bomb and replaced it with a solid missile shell he had printed, putting it back in place.

The hang-on system needed enough time to replicate a new ’Rapier 2’, so Joe Ga could only make do with a shell for now, replacing it later when a new missile was manufactured.

In all honesty, Joe had always yearned for the F-14, because the film ’Top Gun’ was just too famous, and the variable-sweep wings of the F-14 are really cool. Why not give it a try if there’s a chance...

After taking care of Aaron’s troubling worries, Joe Ga took the initiative to help transport the two ’Rapier 2’ missiles to the hangar using the loading car.

Leaving the missile installation work to professional ground staff, Joe Ga looked at ’Wrench’, who was in charge of pressurizing the engines, and pointed to the Sidewinder missile on the wing, asking, "What’s the use of that thing?"

’Wrench’ chuckled and said, "This is Cobra’s request. He said it would make the plane look more impressive, and he demands that all P·B combat aircraft must take off with two dogfight missiles.

Boss, the lesson with the Turkish happened not long ago..."

Saying this, ’Wrench’ pointed at the red safety pin at the front of the Sidewinder missile, smiling as he said, "Remember to pull out the pin before takeoff. With them, it’s like carrying a gun when you go out; it gives you enough sense of security."

Joe Ga habitually opened the hang-on scan to confirm the plane’s condition was good, then wanted to climb up the ladder for a closer look at the plane when ’Cobra’ came over, already changed into his anti-G suit...

The old guy unceremoniously stuffed the anti-G suit into Joe Ga’s arms, laughing as he said, "Boss, put it on. ’Bullhorn’ and the others are not in a hurry; we can play in the sky a bit longer."

Joe Ga instinctively took the anti-G suit, then heard the sound of an aircraft engine roaring on the runway outside. He couldn’t help but run outside to see, finding two SU-27s preheating on the runway with bombs and air-to-air missiles attached.

"What are they doing?"

Joe Ga couldn’t help but turn back and say, "Refueling the SU-27 is very expensive!"

The old chubby ’Archerfish’ walked to Joe Ga’s side, pulling his arm towards the nose of the Tomcat while saying, "Originally, the mission to bomb the rebel bases was theirs to execute. Since you’ve brought in the good stuff, of course, it’s up to you to try it out.

They will serve as escort planes to prevent mistakes during your bombing.

Quickly change your clothes, flying the F-14 is quite simple..."

Joe Ga took a deep breath and helplessly said, "I’ll change right away, but I’m just a rookie. Isn’t this a bit too much to expect me to handle?"

’Archerfish’ disdainfully said, "Both our F-14s are training planes. With ’Cobra’ around, you won’t go wrong.

If I weren’t too fat to squeeze into the F-14’s cockpit, it should be me accompanying you on the first flight—I am the certified flight instructor."

Joe Ga was helplessly pushed to change his clothes, then pushed into the front cockpit of the F-14...

Once the ground staff installed the missiles and towed the F-14 out of the hangar with an electric cart, the two SU-27s simultaneously went full throttle, taking off from the same point.

When they ascended to an altitude of 3,000 meters, they started to spread out to the left and right, circling the base protectively.

Sitting in the somewhat cramped cockpit, Joe Ga looked at the complex buttons in front of him, took a deep breath, and pressed the ignition button...

The Cubic Corporation’s modifications to the plane were mainly in the radar and electronic systems, without much change to the flight control system.

Joe Ga tentatively grasped the throttle lever, which is also the accelerator, on his left hand. Under ’Cobra’s’ guidance from behind, he familiarized himself with the flap control buttons, then pushed the variable-sweep wing controller he had longed to use...

The wings of the F-14 obediently spread out, providing the airplane with enough lift at relatively low speeds for takeoff.

Joe Ga tilted his head, watching as the big toy beneath him spread its wings obediently. He said with slight excitement, "’Cobra’, it seems not that hard. Why does it feel like I don’t need so many buttons?"

’Cobra’ leaned back in his seat, laughing as he said, "Because many functions of these buttons are redundant, just to prevent certain buttons from failing at times.

Fly without worry, Cubic Corporation’s modifications to this aircraft are superb. The radar and fire control systems at the front are very advanced; they even installed an automatic landing function to ensure the plane lands safely when both the student and instructor lose consciousness.

We’ve repeatedly checked the plane’s status to ensure it’s safe!"

"In what situation would both student and instructor lose consciousness?"

Joe Ga cautiously said, "Don’t scare me. This can be my first time; it really can’t be too extreme, or I’ll never board the plane again next time."

’Cobra’ patted the back of the front seat, laughing as he said, "Don’t worry, our anti-G suits are very advanced. The F-14 doesn’t have the capacity to knock me unconscious.

I’m over seventy and can still handle it; you definitely won’t have a problem!"

With that, ’Cobra’ saw the ground crew ahead making a gesture, he reached out and patted Joe Ga’s shoulder, saying, "Runway checked. Do you remember how the Big Beak Bird takes off? The F-14 is similar...

Let’s get started..."

Joe Ga didn’t rush, he patiently checked the seatbelt and the plane’s status, ensuring there were no issues before taking a deep breath and putting on the oxygen mask...

His left hand grasped the throttle lever, gently pushing it forward, and instantly felt the surge of power...

The F-14 sprinted nearly a kilometer down the runway. When Joe Ga felt the power was completely sufficient, he gently pulled the control stick, and the plane’s nose instantly tilted upward, soaring into the sky.

In Joe Ga’s perception, aside from the obvious body shake during takeoff, after leveling off at 6,000 meters, the whole body became very stable.

The control stick feedback was very clear, and the airplane’s built-in stability system functioned to help the pilot stabilize the aircraft.

Also, being in high altitude, with no obvious reference points around, his sense of speed felt slightly misplaced, and Joe Ga didn’t feel any danger.

Joe Ga tried some wide turns, climbs, and dives at high altitude, and a bit excitedly said, "The controls are quite manageable..."

’Cobra’ in the back laughed, "Don’t move. I’ll take over the control, you just feel it..."

Joe Ga obediently raised his hands, indicating he relinquished control, and then watched as the plane’s wings retracted, he noticeably felt the plane started to accelerate.

’Cobra’ being eager to make Joe enjoy flying did not make any particularly dangerous moves but instead, pushed the F-14’s performance up, beginning a steep climb...

When the plane leveled off at a certain altitude, a SU-27 suddenly appeared ahead, voluntarily becoming the target drone.

The opponent didn’t perform too aggressively but kept using pendulum maneuvers to evade being locked, and then, when Joe Ga adjusted a bit to the plane’s shake rhythm, the SU-27 suddenly increased thrust and made a sharp turn, seemingly trying to take the six o’clock position.

Then came the surprising part for Joe Ga; under Cobra’s control, the intake of the F-14’s left engine was controlled, suddenly cutting out engine power combined with flap control, allowing the F-14 to perform an almost stationary spin, surprisingly regaining the six o’clock position with a smaller turning radius.

The tremendous load from this maneuver made even Joe Ga, with his good physique, feel uncomfortable for a moment.

In the back, ’Cobra’ seemed to perceive Joe Ga’s condition, laughing as he said, "Let’s call it a day for now. Next, you take over; you can try once again.

No need to keep looking at those instruments; they’re of no use to you. Use your eyes to see and feel with your body."

That moment of unease didn’t make Joe Ga afraid...

Sitting behind was an ace, with the hang-on keeping an eye on the plane’s condition, providing Joe Ga with plenty of confidence.

Now he felt like he’d just gotten off a thrilling roller coaster ride, eager and ready to go again.

Unfortunately, ’Cobra’ didn’t seem interested in teaching him the complex flight control methods. Joe Ga couldn’t pull off that small-radius drifting turn just yet.

He could only climb with full thrust, leveling off when feeling uncomfortable, then trying some wide turns; other maneuvers he still dared not attempt...

But for a newbie to a jet fighter, this was already enough. Other pilots usually went through prolonged learning before boarding an aircraft, yet he flew solo right away under the guidance of an ace; this pace was extremely fast.

Joe was not a greedy person. After playing around for a bit, he checked where ’Bullhorn’ and the others were on the left, opened the radio, and said, "This is Hu Lang, we’re heading out to execute the mission..."

No more than a minute after Joe Ga finished speaking, two SU-27s flew to either side of the F-14 from two different directions...

The two Chinese pilots waved a greeting, gave a thumbs up to indicate Joe’s earlier flying was good, then slowly retreated to a wingman position...

Watching the maneuvers of the two planes, Joe Ga suddenly felt a rush of inspiration...

He proactively opened the F-14’s attack system, and as the three indicator lights ahead lit up and the missiles were activated, Joe Ga opened the radio and began to loudly call out...

"Bullhorn, ready to designate the target location, I’m coming in with a big bomb, very big..."

............

’Bullhorn’, wearing camouflage, was squatting on a tree, watching the distant rebel camp through binoculars...

Hearing Joe’s call, ’Bullhorn’ took off his headphones and scratched his ear before putting them back on, saying, "Did you all hear that...

My heart is racing; I wasn’t this scared even when meeting my girlfriend..."

Nearby, ’Water Ghost’ disdainfully remarked, "Wake up, you don’t even have a girlfriend!"

At this, ’Bullhorn’ seriously replied, "Are you stupid? The unknown is the scariest thing...

The boss is personally flying to drop the bomb. Aren’t you all scared?"

’Iceman’, who had already run several hundred meters to the perimeter, said helplessly, "If I were you all, I’d be moving my feet...

The boss said it’s a big bomb; it’s definitely big!"