Munitions Empire-Chapter 902 - 825 cannot be shot down

Chapter 902: 825 cannot be shot down Chapter 902: 825 cannot be shot down To be honest, inside the rather cramped cockpit, James was a bit nervous. He really didn’t know if he could complete the mission. There was no way to communicate with the outside world.

He had no radio or any other cluttered devices, just an airplane, an airplane that had now begun to leak air. The recent shells had left a hole in his fuselage, and the wind roaring into the cabin was still howling in his ears.

“Damn it… How did I agree to such a crazy plan! It’s no different from sending myself to death.” he cursed silently, then piloted the plane, charging towards Dragon Harbor.

Actually, he knew he probably wouldn’t be able to complete the mission, because the most threatening interception troops were still on their way.

Those anti-aircraft guns were really just for scaring people; with a bit of caution, a single aircraft breaking through successfully was very plausible.

As a flight student, he had actually seen the Butcher Fighter Jets of the Tang Army patrolling over Dragon Island. He was well aware of how big the gap was between them.

If those terrifying fighter jets targeted him, he estimated he wouldn’t even make it 50 kilometers before being neatly shot down. A single burst from the 20mm cannons mounted on the enemy wings was enough to tear apart his trainer aircraft.

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Yet, for his family, for his motherland, he had agreed to this risky plan, ready to challenge the defenses of Tang Country on Dragon Island with his life.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” As he passed an anti-aircraft gun position, the unique and intense sound of the Bofors anti-aircraft gun came through, and the shells grazed over James’ fuselage, scaring him into adjusting the course of the plane once again.

After zigzagging to avoid further gunfire, the artillery fire from the ground gradually grew distant. It seemed he had avoided another anti-aircraft gun position, which was definitely good news.

In fact, it was proven that James’ plane was indeed getting closer to Dragon Harbor, as he could even see the huge oil storage tanks on the outskirts of the harbor.

Those were the landmarks of Dragon Harbor, a man-made spectacle: those huge storage tanks were bigger than buildings, clearly visible even from a great distance.

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“I see it! I see Dragon Harbor!” If there had been someone by his side, James would definitely have shouted it out loud. He desperately needed to share the joy in his heart, seeing these storage tanks meant his mission was nearly complete.

“A little faster! A little faster!” he muttered continuously under his breath, as if to encourage himself, or possibly praying.

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“Immediately prohibit civilian planes from taking off! Training canceled! Gather all the students! Count everyone! Make sure every person is found!” On the ground, the instructor at the flight school had started to become busy.

The intelligence department’s cars had just rushed into the school’s runway, and armed soldiers had taken control of all dormitories. Everyone was tense, some of the students didn’t even know what was happening.

“Take James’ close friends among the students and the ground crew into custody! Separate for interrogation! Confirm their information!” Inside the busy airport building, the intelligence officer in charge stood in the middle and assigned tasks to everyone: “Control all the training planes; don’t let anyone get close to these planes!”

“I need to know the equipment data of this aircraft, if the opposition could have brought a radio onto the plane, how much fuel is in the plane! Enough to get him where! Report immediately!” he ordered loudly and those ordered promptly set off to execute their tasks.

“Report! Sir! The Weigang civilian telegraph office has temporarily closed, and we are currently checking all outbound and about to be sent telegrams.” An intelligence officer walked up, saluted the chief officer, and reported.

“Good! Contact the radar station, ask the position of this plane, and also… where are the intercepting planes? When can they shoot down this plane!” The chief officer nodded at his subordinate, then immediately continued with more questions.

“That plane is 20 kilometers from Dragon Harbor. Two fighter jets are already on standby above Dragon Harbor, and another four planes are chasing him…” The responsible officer put down the phone and reported loudly.

“Report! It has been confirmed that there is no radio equipment on this plane, so we are also unable to contact the pilot James flying the plane.” Another officer, after repeatedly confirming with the airport instructors, turned and reported.

As soon as he finished speaking, two officers hurried back. One of them stopped and said, “Report, among the other three students in the dormitory, one is our own civilian aircraft flight student, and the other two, one from Suthers and one from Dorne. We have taken them all into custody, and they seem to not know what has happened yet.”

“The dormitories for trainees are very simple, it’s unlikely to hide any radio communication devices… Everyone is searched upon entering the school, so…” Another officer, out of breath, followed up.

“I don’t want guesses! I want confirmation! Confirm that he can’t immediately transmit what he’s seen!” The leading officer interrupted his report with an almost unreasonable attitude.

“Sir! The latest data we pulled up shows that ground crew confirmed he filled up the fuel! The ferry range of the Type 3 trainer can fly approximately to…” The officer was reporting when he suddenly realized he didn’t have a good reference.

“Mark the location on the map! Order the patrol planes on the perimeter to scan the suspicious areas!” The leading officer commanded once again.

The officer didn’t dare delay and immediately went to the map, after consulting with the professional instructors, he marked out a circle on the map, “It’s roughly here.”

Then, he added a speculation that made everyone tense, “I fear he’s not planning to fly away, but to crash with half a tank…”

“…” After a few seconds of silence, the leading intelligence officer squeezed out a word through gritted teeth, “Shut up!”

On the ground, a truck filled with soldiers continued along the road, and the entire Dragon Island seemed to have been mobilized, everyone was inspecting to ensure that no issues arose in their respective areas.

“All civilian ships in the harbor must be strictly checked! Big trouble is brewing! Yes! Don’t let them leave! I said so! When can they depart? Wait for notification!” In the Weigang control room, the duty controller hung up the phone impatiently.

At another location on the island, inside another office, an officer was gripping the phone, yelling in frustration, “Hello? Hello! Yes! I’m from the air defense command! The exact time that plane passed your position! Yes! Cut the crap! I need the exact time!”

“I’ve said that letting these jackasses train on the island was definitely going to lead to problems! Tomorrow, get the hell out to Fengshun!” The official from Dragon Harbor, hands on hips, pacing in his office, bitterly complained.

“It’s too late to talk about this now… what’s real is trying to stop that plane.” An official by his side sighed, walking to the window, just in time to see four Butcher Fighter Jets taking off urgently from the field airport at the outskirts of Dragon Harbor, climbing into the skies.

To intercept one Type 3 trainer, ten fighter jets had already taken off across Dragon Island, and considering the patrolling flying fortresses mobilized for this, over 20 aircraft were now bustling for this cause!

What a mess. The official thought to himself, a bitter smile appearing on his face: with the advancements in technology, their island seemed increasingly unsafe.

“We really need to move these academies off the island soon! Keeping them here would sooner or later lead to similar problems,” he said, drawing back his gaze, “Send a telegram to Mr. Harry immediately, have him report directly to His Majesty.”

“We can’t relieve His Majesty of concerns, only add to his troubles! We are indeed disgraceful,” The leading officer, an old-timer from the Brunas Era and a follower of Tang Mo, sighed, feeling terribly ashamed.

“There shouldn’t be a big issue, ten Butcher Fighter Jets taking down one trainer jet… it’s not difficult.” Comforting his superior once again, the officer returned his gaze to the window.

In the sky, James piloting his plane had already rushed above Dragon Harbor. What met him were not the dense anti-aircraft guns of Dragon Harbor, but two Butcher Fighter Jets.

In terms of speed, the Butcher Fighter Jets had an absolute advantage. The two planes quickly positioned themselves behind the trainer, and without a word, they started strafing.

James was only a trainee, lacking what you’d call air combat experience. However, he wasn’t stupid, and when he realized two planes were tailing him, he immediately began maneuvering to evade.

A line of gunfire from the planes swept past the Type 3 trainer, nearly scaring the urine out of James. But just as James felt he was about to be shot down, his pursuers seemed to give up on continuing their attack.

“Watch out for the oil tanks! Ahead is an oil refinery and pipelines! Damn it! Is this guy doing this on purpose?” From the cockpit of the leading Butcher Fighter Jet, the pilot unhappily yelled out loud.

“I don’t know! But if we fire now, we might cause trouble!” His wingman reminded him, sounding a bit nervous.

If a burning plane were to crash… There might not be an accident, or it could potentially ignite the entire refinery.

“I’m trailing this plane! I’m trailing this plane! There are refining facilities below him! I can’t fire! Repeat! There are refining facilities below, I can’t take the shot!” The lead plane, unable to do otherwise, continuously aired his frustrations over the radio.