Not only Chekov, but everyone at the 911 air courier base recognizes this handheld dual-mode signal flare.

It is possible for pilots and ground personnel to use it, and it is a must for life.

Once a distress signal is found, the Z-9 armed helicopter at the 911 Air Crew Base will attack with full armed force and then perform search and rescue procedures.

If the seeker is alive and is being attacked, then option A is to first wash the ground, the on-board machine guns wipe out the fish that leaked the net, the security team members armed with the rush to clear the field, and then land the helicopter to rescue the seeker.

If the seeker dies, then option B, first wash the ground, and the on-board machine gun make up for leaks, and pour out all the ammunition on the carry. At the same time, call the attack aircraft, add heavy bombs and then wash the ground until all enemy targets on the ground are eliminated and revenge the seeker.

A bullshit gentleman takes revenge, and it’s not too late for ten years. There is no such thing. A gentleman repays kindness with virtue and straightforwardness, and avenges on the spot. Even if he has eighteen legs, he cannot escape an air strike. If an enemy cannot be solved by an attack aircraft, then two will be two. Two are not enough for four more. There is no ground armament that a combat flight squadron cannot solve.

"Take this and return it to me when you come back!"

Perhaps because he felt that Chen Fei was carrying too thin, Chekov directly stuffed his gun over and gave him another magazine.

It was an old antique AK-47, the original product from the pre-Su era, came from the most authentic factory of more than 200 years, the Yirefosco Arsenal. The numbered and stamps are still clearly visible, and they are definitely not the miscellaneous local products that can be seen everywhere in the hands of nearby mountain villagers.

Such a valuable old cultural relic-level gun is priceless and is actually used to hunt directly, which is simply a waste of resources.

The 7.62mm caliber bullet fell on the prey, and the smallest blood hole was as big as a bowl. If it were a small prey such as pheasant, there would probably be a pile of unformed minced meat and feathers left on the spot.

Things like wild boars with thick skin and flesh are usually a shot.

Any kind of land creature cannot be destroyed by one shot in the middle, then two shots.

"It's really not necessary!"

Chen Fei looked embarrassed, he was not short of guns.

A long spear is already heavy enough, and with another one, the previous pistol, people who don’t know think he is planning to seek revenge on whom he is going to!

Or maybe I can’t think about it, and I’m in this barren mountain and ridge with heavy loads.

"If you don't accept it, you won't give me Chekov face!"

Chekov began to roll up his sleeves and clenched his fists, making a sound.

If you don’t give me face, I won’t give you good results.

The big bear is so unreasonable, and others are following them to make trouble.

"Bring another heavy machine gun to keep the bandits away from you."

"Do you want anti-infantry directional mines? A sharp weapon to clear the ground!"

"The grenade launcher is more convenient and can be used to fire rapidly."

Birds of a feather flocked to the crowd. The guys who followed Chekov to hunt for several days were all a group of boring people who were bored.

Think about it, if the anti-infantry directional mines were placed near the rabbit's nest, and the cunning rabbit's caves were left, the two-way rabbits would explode remotely as soon as they showed up.

After a bang, even a rabbit's hair will not be left.

Do you call this hunting?

Hello, 911? A family massacre just happened here. The rabbit family lived in ten generations, with more than 300 people...

As for heavy machine guns and grenade launchers, let alone those bandits, even locals will be frightened to their legs when they see them.

Faced with such enthusiasm, Chen Fei waved his hand timidly. If he carried a few guns and then carried an anti-infantry directional mine, he would probably not be mistaken for seeking revenge, but would be regarded as a weapon dealer.

But his original intention was to visit a fellow villager, and he never thought of setting up a small stall to sell guns and ammunition!

Yitong was very persuasive and refused the other people's kindness, but Chen Fei could not refuse the AK-47 and magazine that the big bear forced him to come, which was equivalent to a 10-pound ineffective load.

This gun is almost a hundred years old. The birch butt stock, which has been anti-corrosion treatment but is still slightly black, is covered with slurry, just like a layer of varnish, which can not only be fired, but also be smoothly launched.

If the bandits saw it, it would be more profitable to grab guns than to grab money.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The big bear with a big bear figure swayed Chen Fei in front of him, who was like a little bean sprout, and said, "Also! The 'Zhenxiang' squadron is going to recruit pilots recently, and internal employees are preferred. I'll sign up for you!"

His partner, Basong, code-named "Limegrande", was not lucky. When the Golden Dragon attacked, he died before he could take off. He always needed a jet fighter's wingman and a turboprop attack fire controller.

It is better to use it to be cooked than to use it. Chekov targeted the arrogant child Chen Fei and exploded the Dragon of Killing when he got it. This luck was absolutely no one, but he looked like I was good for you.

"Ah?! Hey hey hey, I don't want to sign up! Don't look for me!"

Chen Fei was in a gust of wind, and since he had learned from the past, he almost lost his life in the first chapter. He did not have the courage to get on the second turboprop.

Now that he felt guilty when he saw the cockpit.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a hairy pilot and be a happy mechanic?

"It's so pleasant to say, novices!"

He completely ignored Chen Fei's protests. The big bear shouted at himself, and a group of friends rushed into the 911 air courier base with their prey.

At the 911 Air Commuter Base, isn’t the combat flight squadron delicious?

It smells so good!

"Chekov, you king egg!"

At the backs of the group of people, Chen Fei was so angry that he could no longer help but raise his middle finger.

The squadron leader of the flight squadron had a sharp ear, and seemed to hear it from afar. He raised his hand and gestured a V-shaped character.

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Turning anger into footsteps, I treaded all the way, and the three and a half hours of hiking took only two and a half hours.

As noon approached, Chen Fei saw the yard made of stones and cement from afar. The sound of reading aloud came with the wind, which sounded particularly pleasant.

He didn't plan to go in and disturb him at this time, and was about to stand at the door for a while and wait for get out of class to end.

But unexpectedly, as soon as I got closer, a dog suddenly jumped out of the yard, barking through the fence gate, and constantly making thrusts.

Chen Fei was shocked. He didn't find that he had a dog in the yard last time.

When I heard the barking of dogs in the yard, the sound of reading stopped and then it started again.

The door of a room was pushed open, and a young girl poked her head out to look.

"Who?"

"Teacher Shen, it's me, Chen Fei!"

Chen Fei responded quickly.

He was stared at by the big yellow dog inside the fence, and he felt frightened, afraid that this thing would rush out and bite it.

"Huh? Chen Fei, why are you here?"

The fellow villager Chen Fei was a little surprised.

There is no civil mobile communication base station near the school, and there is no signal on the mobile phone here. Daily communications are all about manpower to send messages or bring notes. Or even yell at each other through the mountain stream, it is no wonder that Chen Fei came without telling him. He really couldn't inform Chen Fei in advance.

"I'll return the gun and bring you some things."

Chen Fei quickly took down the Type 95 automatic rifle behind him.

The little peach wood fish on the muzzle star is still hanging there. On the way back and forth, not to mention the bandits in the rumor, even a rabbit has not been seen, so naturally there is no place to use it.

"I'm not in a hurry to use it. It doesn't matter if I leave it there for a while. I'll come here and bring something!" Chen Fei took two steps at once, kicking away the big yellow dog who was guarding behind the fence gate and shouting, and shouting.

"Ahu, stop calling, go there."

"Woo!~~~"

The big yellow dog whimpered, stopped barking, and ran away obediently with his tail between his legs.

"Didn't scare you!"

Chen Fei opened the door for Chen Fei and put him in.

"It's okay, it's just a little surprised. Hey, there's a dog here."

Chen Fei shook his head, and just wanted to say something, but suddenly he saw the fence door, damn it!

Next to the corner of the wall, a black dog with his ears drooping and thin all over was staring at himself with bright eyes, without saying a word.

The dog's eyes were a little weird, as if he was heading towards his lower three routes, and his eggs were shrinking and his hair stood up involuntarily.

If you bite, you don't yell, and you don't yell, who would have thought that there was a dog in this yard, and you were ambushing. If someone broke in without permission with ill intentions, he would probably be caught off guard by this big black dog.

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Chapter completed!