Omar was uncontrollably stunned by the sudden change, even though he had experienced various accidents.
What exactly happened.
A J-6 was blown up on the spot without any warning.
Before the three men of the 5th Reconnaissance Team could react, the thunderous roar that completely overwhelmed the previous roar of the J-6 engine filled their hearing, and they even went deaf for a time.
A dark gray jet fighter suddenly jumped out from the left side of the mountainside behind them with a continuous sound of sonic booms, almost pressing down on their scalps and rushed into the sky. A gust of wind swept up the mountainside.
The roar of the twin engines and the violent airflow were like continuous explosions, causing the hearts of all members of the 5th Reconnaissance Team to beat wildly, their blood and energy to surge, and they staggered around.
"F-22! It's F-22, American!" Hafar pointed at the sky and screamed strangely.
Larry next to him almost shook his hand and launched the Stinger missile on his shoulder. Then he shouted out loud, "'Raptor'! It's 'Raptor'! Run away! Americans!"
"It's a raptor, how is that possible, how can it be American, no, that's not true."
As an Afghan, Omar is naturally very familiar with the F-22. The Bagram Air Force Base in Parwan Province in eastern Afghanistan has F-22s stationed there. Although he has not performed combat missions, he has occasionally seen them in the skies over various provinces in Afghanistan.
to see its figure.
Since the deployment of the Hongqi-15 long-range air defense missile system in western China, with its 90-kilometer strike radius, it has been difficult to see the F-22 Raptor in the four northern provinces of Afghanistan.
But Omar witnessed with his own eyes an F-22 Raptor that appeared out of nowhere and shot down a J-6.
It is simply unbelievable. Americans are so full that they are nosy when they come out to hunt for rats?
No matter how great the reputation of the Dragoon Consortium is, it is impossible to persuade the US military in Afghanistan to dispatch F-22 "Raptor" to help.
Everyone in the 5th reconnaissance team seemed to be in a dream.
In the sky, it's a different situation.
"Zock! Zock! Damn it, what on earth is going on."
Bell controlled the J-6, regardless of engine loss and engine overheating, and desperately increased the throttle output. The J-6 suddenly broke through the sound barrier with a shrill roar.
Just now, fifty meters away horizontally, the J-6 driven by Zouk suddenly exploded for some reason, startling Bell.
But he soon saw the missile's wake and a jet fighter approaching at an astonishing high speed.
"Oh my God! That's not true!"
He was stunned on the spot and lost his mind for only a second or two. He immediately came to his senses and without any hesitation, he turned the plane's nose and prepared to launch a counterattack.
escape?
This is completely a false proposition.
Can the antique-looking J-6 outperform the F-22 Raptor? Don’t even think about it.
The speed alone is not enough, and the obvious result is that it will be teased just like the J-6 teased the "Super Tucano" back then.
After hunting geese all day long, I finally taught the geese to peck their eyes. I was not happy with the retribution.
But no matter what Bell did, there was still no response on the radar screen, and even the fire control system didn't even have a lock prompt.
When the missile was fired just now, the airborne electronic system didn't even respond at all.
The opponent is a stealth fighter, and its technology is more than one generation ahead. It is completely invisible on the J-6 radar.
The refurbished P-1 short-range air-to-air missile purchased from Albania in the name of being scrapped is not even qualified to lock on the opponent.
The trump card that the Chinese use to deal with the F-22 Raptor must at least start with the P-12 medium-range air-to-air missile.
The old antique under the wing of his J-6 is fine for beating helicopters and bullying slow-moving propeller-driven fighters. How is that possible when facing that F-22 "Raptor" that appears out of nowhere?
Compared to Zork, who was killed without a word under his name, Bell didn't even dare to think about escaping. He could only rely on the poor mobility of the J-6 to gain a chance to eject for himself.
The only thing that could be used was the aircraft cannon, but the opponent seemed to have eyes all over his body. Bell tried his best to keep the plane's nose aimed at the opponent for one more second.
And it only has a 30mm aircraft gun bullet with a muzzle velocity of 780 meters per second, which cannot even catch up with the opponent's supersonic cruise at long distances.
Judgment cannot be avoided after all.
Bell used the unique keen vision of a pilot to clearly identify the US/military logo on the opponent's fuselage.
The gap in strength was so huge that not long after the J-6 chased the opponent, there was a flash of fire under the opponent's wing, and a missile broke away, bursting out with a flame tail and shooting straight out. It quickly circled in the other direction and quickly found Bell's J-6.
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"Damn it! Omnidirectional fighting bullets!"
Bell's face was filled with tragedy. The opponent didn't even point its nose at him, but he was included in the opponent's omnidirectional missile attack envelope.
Without the ability to fight back, the opponent targeted him with such a cool attack.
Bell reached out to pull the J-6's ejection switch without hesitation.
No response!
Pull again!
Still no response, as if the ejection mechanism had failed and turned into a cold piece of iron.
The omnidirectional air-to-air missile that had already pounced on seemed to be laughing at its own stupidity with a ferocious smile.
"Jadine! I curse you in the name of God..."
Bell's last desperate cry was swallowed up by a violent explosion.
A large J-6 fireball appeared in the sky again.
Lin Mo piloted the "Red Eagle" and flew half a circle around the exploding fireball, then turned to the south.
Against two scum-like J-6s, he didn't even have the interest to make more tactical maneuvers. The two missiles directly killed each other cleanly.
"It's gone!"
Omar and his men hid behind a large rock and looked up at the sky.
The battle that I witnessed with my own eyes didn't even last more than fifteen seconds from start to finish.
It is indeed the best fighter in the world, and dealing with two J-6s is just like playing.
The J-6, which was as weak as two babies, could not even fight back, and was easily blown up by the volley.
The energy of CEO Sally was indeed astonishing. Omar was shocked by the power of the dragoon consortium. Even the F-22 could be hired to help. It seemed that it was completely worth it for him to work hard for it.
Just like many people mistook the J-6 for the MiG-19, Mo successfully made everyone who saw the J-18 think it was an F-22.
After all, the J-18 "Red Eagle" and the F-22 "Raptor" are very similar. Even when he brought the new "tabby cat", Lin Mo deliberately misled and said that his car was an F-22.
Birds of prey" and "tabby cats" all thought they were real, and they were confused for a long time.
"Boss, do we want to report?"
Larry said as he dragged the "Stinger" launcher with fear.
"Of course!" Omar nodded and quickly dialed the number using the satellite phone in his hand to report that two J-6s were shot down by unidentified fighter jets.
As expected, the department just responded with "I understand!". The sudden air battle that occurred today must have been expected by the higher-ups.
Floating in the cockpit is a light mirror array that covers the entire cockpit cover.
The "Red Eagle" could only pretend to be an American fighter jet and go south for a short distance, and neither the roar of the engine nor the high-altitude wake could cover it up.
It's easy to come out, but hard to go back.
It is already very risky for a fighter jet of the level of the J-18 "Red Eagle" to fly across the border. If the pilot is not a pilot of Lin Mo's level, it is absolutely impossible for his superiors to approve this plan.
I am afraid that Lin Mo is the first pilot in China to fly a top-level fighter jet abroad to perform combat missions.
After all, the "Red Eagle" can only achieve high-efficiency radar invisibility, but not optical invisibility. You can easily see it with a high-power telescope.
"Oh! I saw two F-22 Raptors!" Lin Mo's voice was limited to the cockpit, and all equipment such as radios and radars were in electronic silence.
Two F-22 "Raptors" appeared on the light mirror array flying in this direction. Apparently the two explosions alarmed the US military in Afghanistan. Whether they were satellites or other equipment, they would react to the high energy and shock waves generated by the explosions.
Everyone will be aware of it.
The four northern provinces controlled by the Dragoon consortium are relatively close to Kabul Province, where the capital is located, and the US military base Bagram Air Base is in Parwan Province, which is adjacent to Kabul.
After estimating the distance between the two sides, they were still outside the scanning radius of the main airborne radar, but they were almost in contact.
Lin Mo pushed the joystick to continue lowering the altitude and turned his head to the west.
If we fly another five or six hundred kilometers eastward, we can certainly reach Pakistan directly and safely, but that would be too blatant.
The whole world knows about the relationship between Pakistan and the Chinese. It is the only country in the world that has written its relationship with China in its laws and primary school textbooks, almost engraved in its bones.
As a top-secret flight combat mission, it is of course impossible to divert trouble to the east and harm one's allies.
Lin Mo followed the escape steps in the action plan, piloted the "Red Eagle" to fly at ultra-low altitude, used terrain cover, and chose to maneuver from the west at ultra-low altitude to escape from the alerted American fighter jet.
The combat mission attracted the attention of Bagram Air Force Base, which was completely expected. Lin Mo also remained quite calm and had no intention of running into a mindless fight with two F-22 "Raptor"s.
The time, place and people are inappropriate.
Not long after the "Red Eagle" left, two F-22 "Raptor" rushed to the air combat area. From the sky, they could only see countless metal pieces scattered on the ground, as well as the remains of the main body of the fighter jet still emitting thick smoke. The ground
There are no traces of the pilot after ejection.
After circling for a while, the two "Raptors" found nothing, and were about to return. But just after turning halfway, they seemed to smell something again, and continued to turn around and circle again, and the formation flew towards the west.