King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 210 204 The Big Bombardment2

Seeing his old buddy 'Push Rod' walk into the hangar, he waved with a smile and said, "Next ti, next ti I'll have the chance, but this ti I promised 'Cobra', can't break my word, right?"

'Archerfish' saw that he couldn't persuade Joe Ga, shook his head in disappointnt, then took out a silver flask and had a drink, saying, "Young people should be brave to try, otherwise they will definitely regret it when they're old."

After that, 'Archerfish' glanced at the ti, then waved to 'Push Rod' who was ready and said, "Let's go up first. That old 'Cobra' is too old; we'll wait for them in the sky."

Seeing the old guy about to leave, Joe Ga took the initiative to drive a tractor, helping to pull the Big Bird No. 2 out of the hangar.

Watching Big Beak Bird piloted by 'Archerfish' taxi for several hundred ters before lightly taking to the sky.

Joe Ga shaded his eyes with his hand as he watched Big Beak Bird shrink to a speck, and just as he was about to turn back to continue waiting for 'Cobra', he found the old guy behind him holding a cup of coffee.

'Cobra', seeing Joe Ga notice him, smiled, took out a small bottle of strong liquor from his pocket, poured about half the bottle into his coffee cup, then took a satisfied sip and said, "We're taking off too, an attack formation of two should be layered. 'Archerfish' will return after bombing, and we also have to cover the ground troops with our cannons.

We'll wait for 'Archerfish' to rearm and take off before we can return and rearm."

"It's going to be a busy day, but the plan is yours..."

Joe Ga didn't mind being 'busy'. He looked at 'Cobra's' coffee that was more liquor than coffee, shook his head, and said, "Do all of you have the habit of taking a few sips before flying? I thought that was just a Russian thing.

Pal, this doesn't give much confidence!"

'Cobra', with a grin, downed the coffee in his cup in one gulp and then said with a laugh, "If you're scared, then you fly, I'll be your gunner. To be honest, I'm also a bit worried about leaving the bombing to you."

Joe Ga didn't understand why both 'Cobra' and 'Archerfish' were so insistent on him piloting the plane, but thinking about the subsequent coverage task, he firmly requested, "Let it pass this ti, I can't risk the lives of those guys on the ground."

'Cobra' shook his head a little disappointedly and said, "How will you know what you're capable of if you don't put a little pressure on yourself?

You've undergone combat diving training, your control over your body and instincts is beyond most people in the world, as long as you believe you can, you'll be able to handle this Big Bird to do whatever you want, because it's really not that hard!"

Seeing Joe Ga still firmly shaking his head, 'Cobra' put down his coffee cup, grabbed a helt, and tossed it into Joe Ga's arms, saying, "Then don't just stand there, let's take off."

After Big Beak Bird took off, Joe Ga squeezed into the cramped backseat, looked sideways as his base shrank to a little black dot, and then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do all of you want to be the pilot?"

It wasn't very convenient for 'Cobra' to look back, but after finding the right direction with the control stick, he said, "Because flying is addictive, and piloting a plane is definitely safer than running on the ground, especially in a place like Africa.

Hu Lang, you're now the commander, your life is connected to everyone's fate!"

As he spoke, 'Cobra' suddenly pushed the control stick, performing a diving maneuver to let Joe Ga get a taste of speed, then, as they skimd the top of a mountain, he connected to a pendulum maneuver followed by a barrel roll...

Joe Ga knew 'Cobra' was showing him that piloting could also be thrilling, but he still felt a bit nauseous.

The flight speed of the Big Beak Bird isn't considered fast, but its greatest strength lies in its stall speed of rely 220 kiloters per hour, which allows pilots to get a clearer view of the ground conditions.

This large bird is actually an upgraded substitute for an ard helicopter, more cost-effective, efficient, fierce in firepower, and more maneuverable. Most importantly, its safety is exceptional, making it an unparalleled tool against drug traffickers and guerrilla fighters without anti-air missiles.

He thought his extraordinary talent had caught the eye of two Aces, only to find out they wanted him to keep a little distance from the battlefield.

This discovery left Joe Ga feeling slightly disappointed, but he felt the good intentions... as well as the malice.

Becoming a pilot was not a bad suggestion, but Joe Ga had his own thoughts.

It wasn't because he was truly belligerent, but all the abilities he had acquired to save his life could only be freely utilized on the ground.

There was no reasoning with this thing; as a leader, Joe Ga couldn't limit himself to the skies. Maybe in the Central African Congo, but nowhere else. Try going to Europe, or how about North Africa?

When it ca to real combat, once you took to the skies, there were no other options.

Fear was just one aspect; more than that, Joe Ga was accustod to facing problems with his strongest skills.

So far, his best skill was shooting, so he should be on the ground with a gun alongside his comrades. That was when he felt most at ease and had multiple options available.

In the sky, he was just a lousy pilot!!

The Cobra in the front seat might have sensed Joe Ga's thoughts; they didn't continue to persuade him but instead went full throttle, preparing to show the boss what the Big Beak Bird could achieve...

After flying for about 40 minutes, Cobra suddenly said, "Attention, we've arrived. Observe the markings on the ground and wait for the signal from below.

Focus on the fire-control Radar, set the 'Pathfinder' coordinates..."

Joe Ga fumbled with the buttons on either side of the fire-control Radar to set the bombing coordinates for the missiles.

A small village on the ground was their target for bombing today, and just as Joe Ga finished his settings, a blue smoke signal rose from a large cannabis field beside the village.

The 'Archerfish' that had already reached this airspace suddenly appeared beside Joe Ga and his team. Joe Ga then saw the two old guys abandoning their radios, surprisingly using hand signals, and then the two Super Albatrosses started diving.

When the altitude dropped to 1500 ters, 'Cobra' suddenly said, "Drop bombs~"

Joe Ga instinctively pressed the release button and then watched as a total of nine small black dots, aided by the wings, dove towards the small village.

'Cobra' started to turn away and exit the dive at an altitude of 1000 ters, whereas 'Archerfish' chose to continue diving towards the direction of the cannabis field at the sa altitude and then began a round of performances akin to miracles...