"Missile~~~"

"Release interference quickly, release interference..."

"Damn the radar warning device, no response at all..."

"Mobile get rid of, motor get rid of..."

When the first wave of attacking echelons was blown into fireballs by the sudden attacking air defense missile, the other five MiG27 "Tartars" fighter bombers were in chaos. Seeing the remaining missiles hitting their planes head-on, they shouted and tried their best to get rid of the attack of the air defense missiles.

In the blink of an eye, the high-temperature platinum strips were flying in the sky like a scattered flower. At the same time, Iraqi pilots used their strength to shake the joystick in their hands and perform high-motor movements one by one, but even so, they still did not escape the locking of the improved Red Flag 2 air defense missile.

If it were the old Red Flag 2 air defense missile, the clumsy radio command seeker inside might be able to escape from the sky with all their might in Iraq. However, the advancing Red Flag 2 air defense missile has long been replaced with the latest radar\infrared dual-mode composite seeker developed by the Wanshan Military Industry Consortium.

Before launch, the target's radar signal characteristics were input into the microcomputer of the seeker. After the missile was launched, the built-in radar was turned on, and the measured target was compared with the input target. As long as they were confirmed, the calibrated target was to invite the gods over and would be doomed.

What's more, there are infrared mode assistance and ground fire control radar guidance. All of this is destined to be the MiG27. Even if it is flying in the sky and then throwing hot fireworks, making the sky of the desert extremely gorgeous, it is just a meaningless self-comfort...

"Boom~~Boom~~Boom~~~"

With three explosions in the air, the three MiG27s were like meteors, dragging their long black tail flames into the depths of the desert and falling rapidly......

"Bang~~Bang~~"

There were two muffled sounds. Two MiG27 pilots who had lost confidence pulled the ejection seat and bounced towards the vast sky as the missile approached the plane. However, there was also an Iraqi pilot who had a high opinion of himself, but continued to move the joystick and shouted at the radio:

"'Vulture', 'Vulture', we encounter enemy attacks, we encounter enemy attacks......Boom..."

A violent explosion caused the pilot's horror sound to abruptly, and it also caused Lieutenant Colonel Sahav's eardrum to hurt for no reason several kilometers away as the third attack echelon followed. However, at this moment, Sahav seemed to be ignorant and stared blankly at the clear and identifiable fluorescent flame outside the cockpit......

"How is this possible...How is this possible..."

Lieutenant Colonel Sahav, who was shocked by the scene in front of him, could only say such incredible words at the corner of his mouth, because he couldn't believe it at this moment. In less than two minutes, as the first wave of six MiG27 fighter bombers, they were hit by the Iranians like a fly, which made Lieutenant Colonel Sahav, who was highly regarded, simply unacceptable.

You should know that the mission briefing for this operation has clearly stated that the position here is an Iranian M-7 ground missile training base, and there is no prevention and control measures at all. The only thing I worry about is that some Iranian combat aircraft will be deployed in the nearby Noje Air Force Base, otherwise six MiG23 fighters from the First Aviation Regiment would be transferred to escort it.

However, what Lieutenant Colonel Sahav never expected was that the ordinary attacks that he thought were like the previous three air strikes, which had been captured by hand, had become a complete journey of death. The so-called M-7 ground missile training base not far away was not the lamb to be slaughtered, it was clearly a tiger that ate people and did not spit bones, which made Lieutenant Colonel Sahav wander in fear and dream for a while, swaying in reality and confusion, and not knowing how to make a decision...

"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~~~"

Just as Lieutenant Colonel Sahav was drowsy, there were three violent explosions, and three fighter planes from the second attack echelon fell. At the same time, the second echelon commander heard the fierce and angry shouts from his headphones:

"Bastard~~Report~~Official, where is the m-7 ground attack missile training base here? It is clearly an air defense missile position. Damn it, I will definitely not spare them after I go back...Boom..."

The deafening explosion once again came into Sahav's ears through the radio waves, making his eardrum feel stinging again, and Lieutenant Colonel Sahav was completely alert. He was immediately resentful, surprised, resentful, and unbelievable, all turned into a terrified cry:

"Return~~~Return~~~"

After saying that, Lieutenant Colonel Sahav pushed the operating rod violently, and the plane quickly drew a curve in the air. Then the head of the plane sank and the height dropped rapidly. When other fighter pilots saw this, their minds suddenly lit up, as if they had found the last life-saving straw, and they all made the same decision.........

"It seems that these Iraqi pilots are also experienced guys!"

Lu Jiadong stared at the comprehensive display screen. The monitoring signal provided by the 124-type remote warning radar became weaker and weaker, and a sneer appeared on his face. Wu Rui next to him nodded with the same smile:

"After saying that, it is a veteran who has fought for several years. It is not uncommon to avoid radar at low altitudes and then escape by saving his life, but..."

"But these Iraqis never thought that our eyes would be brighter than they thought!" Before Wu Rui finished speaking, Song Xiaoxu took the conversation and then knocked on the table for a while. The 256 low-altitude detection radar was adjusted. The originally blurred highlights on the screen became clear and bright again. Song Xiaoxu looked at the settled data briefly and was slightly surprised:

"Good guy, are these Iraqis rabbits? They run so fast!"

"No matter how fast it is, a missile with Mach 4.6 times the speed of sound) is fast?" Wu Rui said indifferently, then grabbed the radio telephone and shouted:

"Determine the target, launch!"
Chapter completed!