Chapter 794: Insertion and Rescue

Although a preliminary agreement had been reached, the seller, Bob Boyce, reminded Maisha and Lin Mo to complete the transaction soon. Recently, other companies and unidentified individuals had tried to pressure him into handing over the technology at a low price.

Such underhanded tactics were common in business warfare, but ordinary people, without the expertise or experience to deal with them, often lost valuable technologies for a pittance or even for nothing, only to see those unscrupulous characters turn around and sell the technology at a high price.

To secure a good deal and avoid issues, the seller hoped for a prompt transaction; otherwise, he had to consider his own and his family’s well-being. If it weren’t for the harassment, he wouldn’t have resorted to "Roswell Paradise" to gamble on selling it for a good price.

Lin Mo thought for a moment and checked the recent task list of the "Night Special Forces." He notified Bob Boyce, the seller of the Boyce Hydrogen-Oxygen Decomposition Tank, that they would come to inspect the goods within a week and that payment would be made through "Roswell Paradise’s" third-party payment platform.

To facilitate this, Lin Mo made a note of his travel plans in the Command Center’s task list, ensuring that if they needed him, the base could alert the nearby air force base for backup.

Fighter jets have a vast operational range, with a high probability of overlapping combat radii, making mutual support quite common. Several fighter pilots from other areas had often executed missions on Lin Mo’s behalf.

Lin Mo’s note was indeed timely; shortly after making his appointment, he received a high-level classified mission.

The military high-ups became concerned with Lin Mo’s operations in Turkey, where the X-8 “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet demonstrated exceptional endurance, stealth, and survivability. His performance garnered significant attention and even led to new feasible options for future operations by the Special Operations Team. Tactics that were previously unusable could now have unlimited potential when combined with this high-performance fighter.

Entering another country felt like stepping into a deserted realm, as such fighter jets could prove crucial in critical moments. The Americans had placed their F-22 Raptors around the world for precisely this reason.

Now, almost all military high-ups were aware that Lin Mo had personally built a high-performance stealth fighter, capable of effortlessly penetrating foreign air defense systems and outsmarting enemy air forces.

However, only Lin Mo could pilot the “monstrous” fighter jet. Other fighter pilots reacted like they had seen a ghost upon seeing the variable wings jet—who could tame such a machine?

Hence, the best person to execute this mission was undoubtedly Lin Mo and his “monstrous” jet. The Dragon Knight needed to act fast, as the military also had urgent matters at hand; if Lin Mo fled, it would be a challenge to find someone to complete this special mission.

This highly confidential task was not the typical offensive command but authorized Lin Mo to pilot the “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet into a neighboring country for a rescue mission.

An important intelligence personnel had been exposed while completing a critical reconnaissance task during his evacuation and was currently evading pursuit from enemy military forces and intelligence agents.

The military wanted to avoid losing this vital intelligence source, so the intelligence department considered the safest option: to utilize the most secretive and swift route to retrieve this senior intelligence personnel along with essential information.

However, the foreign military and intelligence agencies quickly realized what was happening and swiftly set up an intricate trap, sealing off all land, sea, and air routes out of the country, thoroughly screening any transportation and personnel attempting to leave.

The military advisors devised a bold plan to have Lin Mo pilot the “monstrous” jet through enemy air defenses to rescue the intelligence personnel. At the fighter jet’s speed, the enemy military and agents would likely not react in time, and the “monstrous” jet would safely return to its country’s airspace.

Only the Dragon Knight, who designed and built the fighter jet, could board the “monstrous” variable wings fighter. Anyone else attempting to climb aboard would need to sign a life-and-death agreement, as sitting in the cockpit meant stepping into a dangerous situation; the fatal overload parameters were not to be taken lightly.

With passengers aboard, the military would be prepared. The transition base had ready-made advanced pressure suits designed to withstand nearly 8 G-forces. While this didn’t entirely counteract the “monstrous” jet’s 26 G-overload, it would likely save a life in case of unexpected situations, which was enough for the intelligence department, as they had prepared for worst-case scenarios involving the loss of both the intelligence personnel and vital information.

With urgency surrounding the mission, both foreign and domestic sides operated like a well-oiled machine to buy time for the intelligence personnel.

Having made arrangements for Maisha to continue preparing to receive various materials, Lin Mo piloted the fighter jet to the designated transition point.

As the sun began to set, casting fiery clouds across the sky, the X-8 “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet plunged into the deepening night, racing swiftly toward a coastal air force base.

With the repulsion shield activated, the aircraft trembled but almost instantly vanished, maintaining a straight cruise at around 20,000 meters. This altitude not only helped avoid commercial air traffic but also kept clear of other domestic fighter jets.

Looking down from 20,000 meters, the world below no longer appeared pitch black; the curve of the Earth’s atmosphere refracted distant sunlight, creating a gentle halo that illuminated the sky.

The moon above was crystal clear, unobstructed by murky air, allowing even a regular person to easily spot the craters and seas on the lunar surface.

Thick clouds stretched far below the aircraft, resembling a gray-white carpet brushing the ground. Lin Mo wasn’t worried about being detected by satellites in outer space; the seamless silver surface of the jet blended perfectly with the clouds below, making it difficult to lock on and track at 5 Mach.

In just over twenty minutes, Lin Mo arrived at the air force base for the mission transition. The radar system clearly scanned everything at the airport, revealing dozens of Q-5 and JH-7 jets parked in their assigned parking positions. The base had two runways capable of accommodating simultaneous takeoffs and landings, while only two Eight Robins were conducting night patrols in the skies, completely unaware of Lin Mo’s approaching fighter jet.

This base shouldn’t be considered a secret installation; it was merely a stationed regular aviation regiment.

Near the parking area stood a munitions truck and a fuel truck, which matched the coordinates in the order for the rendezvous point.

“Tower, this is ‘Dragon Knight.’ I am now beginning to transmit identification signals, aligning with the runway, and entering countdown for landing procedures: fifteen, fourteen…”

The moment the signal from the “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet appeared on the airport radar, the control tower fell into a deathly silence for less than two seconds before erupting into chaos.

A signal suddenly popped up on the radar screen; anyone seeing it would mistake it for an approaching cruise missile. Death’s scythe loomed dangerously close, indicating that war had begun!

Fortunately, Lin Mo promptly identified himself, and the identification signal passed automatically, yet it still startled the standby personnel at the base.

One of the duty personnel’s hand almost grazed the alarm button, just a mere ten centimeters away. If he had pressed it, the entire base and its affiliated military district would have been alarmed.

Whether it be Lin Mo’s “monstrous” jet or “Red Eagle,” such commotions stirred those on the ground, causing their hearts to race. After all, the radar and fighter jets were like a pair of star-crossed lovers, constantly at odds.

The notified airport had already prepared for the situation. A mere few seconds were sufficient for the tower personnel to make necessary preparations; in fact, none were needed, as both runways were clear, and the welcoming personnel were already arranged. As long as the landing jet received the radio and ground signal light instructions, landing safely would be a straightforward task.

In the dark, a forward-swept-wing fighter jet, equipped with four drag flaps, tore down the runway.

The airport runway was already outfitted with various sensing devices, easily capturing the landing data of the forward-swept-wing fighter jet sliding toward the parking area.

“Landing distance 300 meters! Just barely meets the requirements!”

Major Deng Xiang listened to the tower’s report while expressing a sigh of relief. A land-based runway is not an aircraft carrier platform, and achieving landing within such a short distance was a rare feat.

If a tailhook were installed and combined with arresting gear, it could potentially land successfully on an aircraft carrier.

Three hundred meters was an astonishingly short landing distance. The internal drag flaps were also embedded with a magic circle, expanding the resistance surface through the activation of the force field.

Here, no one knew that the freshly landed fighter jet also possessed vertical take-off and landing capabilities; Lin Mo merely chose not to reveal this, keeping it under wraps for confidentiality purposes.

“I am Deng Xiang. The objective of this mission is to rescue our intelligence personnel sent to Japan. Here is his photo. I hope you can bring him back safely. The rendezvous point has been arranged on a stretch of road in Akita Prefecture, and the coordinates are on the back of the photo. Our personnel will confirm your final location via satellite; we are ready to isolate the route. After landing, you have only fifteen minutes to get him on board. As soon as he dons the pressure suit, take off immediately northward into Russian territory to return home. Do not expose yourselves.”

Time was of the essence. Deng Xiang avoided small talk and met Lin Mo as he leaped off the plane, greeting him and discreetly handing over the documents.