The Unmanned Fighter Jet

Li Zhi had not noticed anything unusual about the Peacock fighter jet and thought its pilot had completely given up.

At the same time, his radar screen showed four Peacock fighter jets approaching from a distance.

Although he had somehow just brought down one Peacock fighter jet, Li Zhi was not arrogant enough to think he could take on five fighter jets by himself.

Li Zhi chose to make a strategic withdrawal, putting some distance between them to give himself enough room to react.

At the same time, Dragon Country fighter jets appeared on Li Zhi's radar screen. There were only three, one fewer than on the other side. They were probably his comrades from Chicken Coop Base, the nearest base.

"Three-Yellow Chicken, we're here!"

Sure enough, the other side contacted Li Zhi. He recognized Liao Yifei's voice immediately.

Li Zhi was just about to have a proper chat with him when he suddenly noticed that something seemed off about the Peacock fighter jet opposite him.

After all this time, it had never once changed its attitude, and even though it was already very close to the border, it showed no sign of changing direction.

The situation put Li Zhi on high alert.

He painted the jet with his fire-control radar once more, but there was still no response, as though there were no pilot inside at all.

"He locked onto me again. He's warning me. I have to eject!"

In just a few minutes, Xiaerdi's mental state seemed to have developed some problems as well. Provoked by Li Zhi like this, he completely snapped!

"Xiaerdi, calm down, we..."

'Hiss~~~'

Before the controller could finish, Xiaerdi had already pulled the ejection handle.

Xiaerdi seemed to be just as lucky: there was nothing wrong with the ejection system. Fortunately, the ejection system and the control system were separate, or Xiaerdi would have met his end here today.

Li Zhi had been watching the Peacock fighter jet the whole time, and he immediately spotted the pilot ejecting.

What was going on? Did he make a mistake?

What the Peacock fighter jet did left Li Zhi dumbfounded. He could only exclaim in amazement.

The ejection handle was usually beneath the pilot's seat, and it took considerable force to activate it. There was simply no possibility of pulling it by mistake.

"Old Hen, the pilot ejected. The fighter jet is flying toward our side!"

Li Zhi reported the situation to Xu Feng. The Yuzhou command center, which was also watching closely, heard his transmission as well.

"This is Lei Zhan. Did you attack the other side? Are you sure the pilot ejected?"

Lei Zhan joined the communication. He was already a mid-to-senior-ranking commander and no longer flew, so he no longer needed a callsign. His name had long been on record in many countries.

"He definitely ejected. I didn't fire, and the enemy fighter jet is still flying normally!"

Li Zhi reported the situation in as few words as possible.

"Move in for a closer look and keep us updated. Stay safe!"

"Understood!"

A fighter jet fully loaded with ammunition crossing the border was no small matter.

Xiaerdi's ejection had changed the fighter jet's attitude slightly. It was descending overall, but not very noticeably.

Xiaerdi's parachute was still drifting through the air, but his fighter jet had already crossed the border.

Li Zhi also came alongside the unmanned fighter jet.

There was no obvious external damage to the jet. Apart from the missing canopy and pilot's seat, nothing appeared unusual.

Li Zhi could even see that the instrument panel was still working normally, and no warning lights were on.

So why did that Peacock pilot eject?

Li Zhi still could not figure out why any of this had happened, but he had no time to think about it now.

The wings on both sides of the fighter jet were loaded with missiles!

Li Zhi immediately reported everything he saw and waited for Lei Hu's final decision.

Whatever Lei Hu decided, there was no way they could let the out-of-control fighter jet penetrate deep into Dragon Country's interior.

"Three-Yellow Chicken, bring it down. Try to keep it as intact as possible!"

There was no way to guarantee a fighter jet would stay intact after being shot down. Lei Hu had only mentioned it instinctively.

The fighter jet had been made by Eagle Country, and Dragon Country was still quite interested in some of its technology. After all, Dragon Country still lagged behind Eagle Country to some extent.

Even setting aside the other side's technology, learning more about its fighter jets could deprive it of some advantages.

"Understood~!"

Personally shooting down a fighter jet was an opportunity that might never come again. This time, a merit medal and stars were surely his.

Li Zhi did not immediately lock on and fire a missile. Instead, he considered whether there was a good way to keep the fighter jet more intact.

But whether the fighter jet crashed on its own or was shot down, it was almost certain to explode.

The fighter jet carried a large amount of fuel, including in the wings on both sides. It could not be exposed to the slightest spark.

Fuel! That's it, the fuel!

As long as there was no fuel left in the plane, or very little, it would not cause an explosion.

As for the missiles carried by the fighter jet, their warheads had not been armed, so even if they fell from high altitude, they basically would not explode unless he won the lottery.

'Rat-a-tat-tat~'

Acting on the thought, Li Zhi fired directly at the fighter jet's wing.

The cannon rounds punched straight through the plane's left wing, leaving a row of holes. Fuel streamed out through them.

Fortunately, the rounds did not produce any sparks. Of course, it was also possible that the large amount of fuel had put them out.

Scenes in TV dramas where a single bullet blows up a barrel of oil could only happen in TV dramas. The chance of a bullet blowing up an oil barrel was very low.

Once a bullet had been fired, it had no combustible material on it, and its temperature was not high enough to ignite an oil barrel.

Even if it produced a spark when it pierced the barrel, the large amount of fuel would most likely put it out.

If a whole barrel of fuel were poured onto a match, would the match be extinguished, or would the fuel ignite?

Before the fuel flowed into the right wing, Li Zhi had to punch a row of holes in that side too.

'Rat-a-tat-tat~'

Li Zhi also precisely punched a row of holes in the right wing, and fuel immediately streamed out.

Neither attack had ignited the fuel tanks. Now it was up to the heavens.

The fuel had soaked nearly half the fuselage. At this point, the tiniest spark could turn the fighter jet into a fireball.

Even static electricity could ignite the fighter jet, so Li Zhi chose to watch from a short distance away, not daring to approach rashly.

"Three-Yellow Chicken, what are you doing? Why haven't you shot him down yet?"

At the command center, Lei Hu saw on the main display that the Peacock fighter jet's signal still had not disappeared and began asking Li Zhi about the situation.

Shooting a live target should not have been difficult.

"Reporting, Commander, I'm keeping it intact!"

Lei Hu: "???"

Lei Hu was full of questions, but he did not ask any more.

He was a commander sitting in the rear and could not fully understand the situations his soldiers faced. Lei Hu's consistent principle was never to issue ill-informed orders!