Changkong Fighter

Chapter 297 Fishing
Inside a seemingly ordinary sanitation unit at the University of Tokyo, there is a special office that is publicly known as the "garbage recycling" department, but is actually an important agency under the National Security Department of the University of Tokyo.

"Has the information been released yet?" a middle-aged man asked.

"Don't worry, team leader."

Fishing is something Guoan excels at, especially on the "dark web." Nine out of ten people there are Guoan members fishing, just waiting for the fish to bite.

As the pilot who participated in the upgrade ceremony of Dongda University, Chang Kong's information was naturally top secret, and those traitors would definitely be watching him. After all, it wasn't just Dongda University that was watching the upgrade ceremony; other countries were also observing.

Then, the intelligence will naturally spread outwards. The University of Tokyo only needs to release some false information, and all those who want to obtain information about the Chang Kong will come into the sights of the University of Tokyo's intelligence agency, thus allowing them to follow the clues and find the other party.

"Hey, team leader, there really is someone posting a bounty on the dark web."

"Be careful to discern whether it's bait thrown out by intelligence agencies of other countries." After a moment's thought, the team leader continued, "...Don't let other countries laugh at us!"

What they were thinking, other countries were thinking too, also gathering intelligence on the skies. Pilots could die in the sky, but they absolutely could not die on the ground without knowing why; this was their national security line of defense.

"Understood, team leader."

Just as the team leader said, there is a lot of true and false information online. Even foreign counterparts could be spies of the rebels. The "orders" appearing on the dark web, the internet and other channels also prove one thing: those cockroaches hiding in the shadows have already taken action. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much intelligence information.

Amidst the mix of true and false intelligence, it's a battle of wits, deception, courage, and intellect.

Without Liu Jun's knowledge, his identity information was split into two parts. One part was sent to the National Security Department for basic disguise, and there were even plans to broadcast it on television to win awards. Of course, apart from the code name "Chang Kong," everything else was fake.

Another document was classified as top secret, but this top secret was also false, used to mislead the enemy. Anyone who came into contact with this intelligence would be placed on a "key focus" list. The last document was the real information of Chang Kong, which could only be viewed by people with high authority, and it also required the signatures of several departments to be approved.

Of course, Liu Jun, who was far away in Guam, had no idea that his information had changed, and he was preparing for his attack.

Inside the mess hall at the Guam military base, the 24-hour duty cooks placed pots of cooked dishes in the self-service restaurant, and took some out for random checks.

Liu Jun took a plate and got a few of his favorite dishes, then sat down to eat in a secluded corner. Soon after, Wang Jian and Lü Guangming entered the restaurant to get their food. Upon seeing him, they quickly walked over and sat down.

"Old Liu, your machine is ready."

"I have to go on a mission. Could you please give this to my senior sister?"

After saying that, Liu Jun took out a small box and placed it on the table. Immediately, Lü Guangming and Wang Jian exchanged a glance, their eyes seeming to say: "He's finally got it! He's finally gotten it!"

"Don't worry, leave it to us!" Lu Guangming patted his chest, then asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else you need me to bring? Like a letter or something?"

"Uh? No, it's just to express my gratitude to Senior Sister."

"Thank you?" Lu Guangming was unsure whether Liu Jun was genuinely unaware or feigning ignorance.

"Alright, that's enough. I need to go to the assembly point," Liu Jun said, glancing at his watch.

"Alright, we'll talk about it when we get back." With that, Liu Jun stood up, quickly walked out of the cafeteria, and headed towards the hangar. Wang Jian looked at the box curiously, wanting to open it to take a look, but felt it would be impolite.

"What do you think is in here?"

"I don't know. Come to think of it, this senior sister is quite persistent."

"Secretary He is the same."

As Liu Jun stepped out of the cafeteria, he glanced at the time. There was still an hour before the scheduled launch. He looked at the sky and saw that with the arrival of the window of opportunity, the extreme weather had subsided, just like the prelude to a storm. The western Pacific Ocean had become clear.

Today, Dongda intercepted a military operation that was preparing to attack an alien civilization in New Guinea. However, before that, he had to pass a physical examination and a psychological assessment. If he failed either of these, he would be eliminated.

After passing physical and psychological assessments, Liu Jun, dressed in a special anti-G suit, strode to his beloved aircraft. The aircrew had already inspected the fighter jet, refueled it, loaded its munitions, and were waiting for the pilot to arrive.

"Major, your fighter jet has been inspected and is ready for sortie."

"clear."

Liu Jun climbed up the ladder into the cockpit, fastened his seatbelt, and the digital cockpit canopy slowly closed. Ground crew operated a forklift to pull the fighter jet out of the temperature-controlled hangar and head towards the runway.

Sitting in this high-end tricycle, Liu Jun fastened the [Mark] he carried with him into the corresponding system. As the mark and the system fit together perfectly, he looked at the digital cockpit canopy, which resembled a large projection screen. Data scrolled across the canopy as Liu Jun looked at the mission briefing.

Unlike his comrades who operate in two- or three-plane formations, he is tasked with piloting a J-15T alongside two Dark Sword UAVs to act as an aces and solve problems that other pilots cannot.

After the tow truck pulled Liu Jun's fighter jet onto the airport runway, it conducted a final status check with the ground crew to confirm that the aerodynamic surfaces, skin, and instruments were in good working order before the tow truck left.

"This is Changkong, calling the control tower, requesting takeoff."

"This is the control tower. Clearance for takeoff. Wind speed."

After the control tower gave a brief report on the wind speed and air situation, Liu Jun pushed the throttle valve, released the brakes, and the fighter jet taxied on the runway, increasing in speed. After pulling back on the stick, the J-15T's landing gear lifted off the ground, and it flew into the sky.

Liu Jun glanced at the fighter jet's weapon load. In addition to the standard configuration of two medium and two short-range weapons, there were two small-diameter missile launchers on the heavy-load pylons at the wing roots, two small-diameter missile pods under the air intakes, and external fuel tanks on the heavy-load pylons under the fuselage.

The J-15T took off and climbed rapidly. Liu Jun connected the data link, and a Dark Sword UAV connected, forming a two-aircraft formation that flew south. More combat units connected to the data link, forming a network.

A communication was initiated, and the voice of the KJ-3000 combat support team commander came through the communication channel.

"Chang Kong, this is FAST-3, ascend to 15000."

"Changkong received."

(End of this chapter)