How does one safely flee to another country with a combat aircraft
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How does one safely flee to another country with a combat aircraft
without getting shot at BVR, groundfire, etc etc? How would you get close to a suitable landing area. I suppose a very slow very long straight in approach might help? Could a co conspirator help by 'ringing' the embassy? Just curious.
Pity the pilot didn't take out Assads Palace before he went on holidays....
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Pity the pilot didn't take out Assads Palace before he went on holidays....
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Squawk friend instead of foe - or 7500 7700?!
Broadcast your intention on 121.5...?
Fly very slowly w/ wheels down and lights on...?
Maybe some knucks can shed light on what would constitute a non-threatening profile...
Broadcast your intention on 121.5...?
Fly very slowly w/ wheels down and lights on...?
Maybe some knucks can shed light on what would constitute a non-threatening profile...
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The 'Eyes in the Sky' would probably see a single A/C taking off from Syria and heading to Jordan as either:-
a) A very small attack on a now friendly nation, or
b) Somebody not wishing to face a court in the Hague for 'crimes against humanity' sometime down the track.
a) A very small attack on a now friendly nation, or
b) Somebody not wishing to face a court in the Hague for 'crimes against humanity' sometime down the track.
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If I had to flee Melbourne (it's bloody cold) and I couldn't get a Virgin flight to Denpasar or similar cos the world was coming to an end, then I guess I'd have to go for a P3 or C130 in order to reach NZ. Bugger, guess it'd be a bloody big handbook 'cos they have 4 propellors. No, I'll go for the C130, probably easier to put down in one piece when I forget to put the gear down and well, that ramp, awesome. Perfect for unloading valuable cargo's. Now I reckon entry to NZ would be dead easy once I worked out the radios. Something like this maybe? "mayday, maday, mayday" This is C130 Mercy Flight Papa India Sierra Sierra. Running low on fuel and pilot incapcitation looming. POB 1, cargo 25 Pallets Aussie cold ones. Request immediate assistance, chase plane if possible. My vision is fadiii nn nnnng. Hurry! Over"
They'd be over me like a rat out an aqueduct, then again how would they shoot me down? Arm up some of them P51's, P40's they have up north, nah, use the Spitty. 2nd line of attack of course will come from the Fokkers and Sopwiths boys stationed down south. Bit bloody cold for those chaps this time of year of course. Guaranteed to freeze your woolly castor oil soak rag to your whiskers.
Can't try and put her down at a major port, screw up the landing I'd surely lose the lot. Ah got it! Take a 27 meg CB radio and get on the blower to a friendly sort, the sort with a bloody big truck and a dash of Kiwi inginuity...!
If this sounds like the ramblings of a demented soul, I've been stuck in ICU for 2 days and they won't let me out. I'm losing my mind......!!!!!
And before any smartypants infers I'm on too many meds, last night I was informed it's time for your painkillers! Oooh I say, what flavour? A 'flight' somewhere would be good! Sorry sir, you don't understand, I need you to roll over and assume the fetal position!!!!!!! ArrrrrrrrrgH
Can't quite look at him the same anymore. Strangely I feel more cheated than violated. Hence my nighttime flight of flight to NZ full of booze prepared to take on any fokker who helps me out and we'll have a few cold ones..
They'd be over me like a rat out an aqueduct, then again how would they shoot me down? Arm up some of them P51's, P40's they have up north, nah, use the Spitty. 2nd line of attack of course will come from the Fokkers and Sopwiths boys stationed down south. Bit bloody cold for those chaps this time of year of course. Guaranteed to freeze your woolly castor oil soak rag to your whiskers.
Can't try and put her down at a major port, screw up the landing I'd surely lose the lot. Ah got it! Take a 27 meg CB radio and get on the blower to a friendly sort, the sort with a bloody big truck and a dash of Kiwi inginuity...!
If this sounds like the ramblings of a demented soul, I've been stuck in ICU for 2 days and they won't let me out. I'm losing my mind......!!!!!
And before any smartypants infers I'm on too many meds, last night I was informed it's time for your painkillers! Oooh I say, what flavour? A 'flight' somewhere would be good! Sorry sir, you don't understand, I need you to roll over and assume the fetal position!!!!!!! ArrrrrrrrrgH
Can't quite look at him the same anymore. Strangely I feel more cheated than violated. Hence my nighttime flight of flight to NZ full of booze prepared to take on any fokker who helps me out and we'll have a few cold ones..
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If it was a Harrier, I believe the standard procedure was to hide under the tarp with enough food and water for several weeks or so, then when you dock seek assylum at your nearest US Port Authority.. 
Its been done before....several times.
Rule One....Go before the War starts.
Rule Two...Go as low and as fast as one can.
Rule Three...Surprise everyone and show up at a major civilian airfield.
Dress like Buster and Nutloose on a pub night and no one would take you for serious.
Rule One....Go before the War starts.
Rule Two...Go as low and as fast as one can.
Rule Three...Surprise everyone and show up at a major civilian airfield.
Dress like Buster and Nutloose on a pub night and no one would take you for serious.
...or, in the case of the Luftwaffe, forget which side of the Channel you are on and let down at a friendly airfield, only to be conflonted by an Orderly Officer in his No 1s, on his bike, waving the Mess Webley (vide RAF Pembrey and a FW 190).
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Dress like Buster and Nutloose on a pub night and no one would take you for serious.
Noooooo
Octane, just for you 
Regards, Den.
Regards, Den.
DEFECTOR
Back in the days of fun and Tacevals, there was often the opportunity to practise a 'defector' incident. And great fun it was too!
We once did one at Leuchars, playing the part of a defecting Sovietski. Some of the questions put to us by ATC (I could just imagine the Incident Cdr saying "Ask him....") gave us scope for endless amusement:
"Why do you wish to defect?"
"Because we like your blue jeans, Beatles records and biro pens. And in Soviet Union, only cabbage sandwiches to eat!"
"Do you have any women on board?"
"If you had seen our women, you would not ask this. All drive cranes or tractors on collective farms!"
We also passed our height in metres - which caused them confusion. Had they asked for it in feet, we would have given it in feet. But they didn't - so we didn't.
Not a single F-4 managed to intercept our VC10K2 bumbling along at FL200, then after we landed we simulated that the air engineer had been a loyal communist and hadn't wanted to defect - so had shut all 4 engines down on the runway intersection. Whereupon ATC said "OK, point made. Please just taxy forward onto the short RW".
There must be quite a number of 'defector' exercise stories out there - such as the Vulcan crew which, upon noticing that they were being chased by the fire wagons, promptly turned round and went racing towards them...
We once did one at Leuchars, playing the part of a defecting Sovietski. Some of the questions put to us by ATC (I could just imagine the Incident Cdr saying "Ask him....") gave us scope for endless amusement:
"Why do you wish to defect?"
"Because we like your blue jeans, Beatles records and biro pens. And in Soviet Union, only cabbage sandwiches to eat!"
"Do you have any women on board?"
"If you had seen our women, you would not ask this. All drive cranes or tractors on collective farms!"
We also passed our height in metres - which caused them confusion. Had they asked for it in feet, we would have given it in feet. But they didn't - so we didn't.
Not a single F-4 managed to intercept our VC10K2 bumbling along at FL200, then after we landed we simulated that the air engineer had been a loyal communist and hadn't wanted to defect - so had shut all 4 engines down on the runway intersection. Whereupon ATC said "OK, point made. Please just taxy forward onto the short RW".
There must be quite a number of 'defector' exercise stories out there - such as the Vulcan crew which, upon noticing that they were being chased by the fire wagons, promptly turned round and went racing towards them...
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All joking aside a young west German by the name of Mathais Rust caused a bit of bother and a few heads to roll in the Soviet high command when he flew in a light aircraft from Germany to Red Square via Keflavik and Helsinki completely undetected through supposedly the best Soviet air defences in 1987-ish