The driver of the "Yaiju-2" combat mobile armor neither left early nor could he escape during the cloudburst. Faced with the power of the cloudburst, it was probably safer to hide in the cockpit.
Wrong? There must be something wrong! The dragon knight frowned.
"That thing is remote controlled!"
Seemingly seeing Lin Mo's entanglement, the sound of the gold dragon's gold coins rang in the cockpit. Through the Dragon God Contract that was already half-broken in this world, the gold dragon could still sometimes feel the emotions of the dragon knight.
Maybe Uncle Long was in a good mood at the moment and took the initiative to give Dragon Knight a few tips. I always thought that this foodie's thoughts were really difficult to grasp.
"remote control?"
Lin Mo was surprised, it turned out to be a remote control?
This was really beyond his expectation.
But how is this possible?
Lin Mo did not expect that he would also encounter information asymmetry.
Before an operation, the combat effectiveness of the execution force is often the smallest consideration. Except for accidents, the "Dark Night" special service team will often receive the most comprehensive intelligence support during operations.
"That's right, I captured a high-frequency encrypted signal, and it contained at least a thousand communication channels." The giant gold dragon could not learn the twists and turns of humans, and revealed the answer to Lin Mo straight to the point.
Lin Mo had to admit that in terms of electronic technology, the metal dragon was the authority, and he was a novice compared to this dragon.
The main function of the x-8 "Monster" is a fighter aircraft. If it is an electronic countermeasures aircraft or an early warning aircraft, there is probably no need for a gold coin reminder. Lin Mo can also detect this remote control signal and respond.
It is a pity that the "Yaiju-2" was destroyed, otherwise Lin Mo would definitely consider using wireless countermeasures to fight for control. Of course, the coolies in electronic countermeasures must be comrades with gold coins.
"No, that's where the signal was sent. I've already positioned it for you."
Perhaps sensing what Lin Mo was thinking, the gold coin proudly controlled the holographic projection device in the cockpit, projecting an image.
It was about 500 meters outside the battlefield, next to a jeep covered in camouflage material with its headlights turned off. There was a fishbone antenna inserted on the top of the car, which confirmed what the golden dragon said, that this was indeed a radio signal.
source.
If the giant metal dragon hadn't pointed it out to Lin Mo. If he hadn't deliberately scanned it, he probably wouldn't have been able to search for such a place in the dark with just the light mirror technique.
This can also explain why the combat mobile armor Lin Mo just destroyed was a hollow glutinous rice ball.
Combat mobile armor is not a toy. Without special training, it is impossible to operate it so easily.
Only remote control operation can explain why China's combat mobile armor will be unreasonably used by the enemy, and instead become a weapon to attack the Fourth Squadron.
Remote control through a computer program replaces a large number of operations. Although it weakens the adaptability and agility, it can make this combat mobile armor move.
If I had known this, turning on the full-band ECM electronic countermeasures system on the fighter jet could directly paralyze the mobile armor. Although remote control technology is convenient, it also has advantages and disadvantages.
For Lin Mo, there are also pros and cons. Turning on the ECM system also means giving the Turks a clear target. It will not attract air-to-air missiles from Turkish fighter jets, but it will definitely attract anti-radiation missiles.
In the holographic projection, a thin guy struggled to get up from the jeep, completely out of place with the heavily armed soldiers nearby.
This guy attracted Lin Mo's attention. Since he was not a combatant, what kind of identity would he have?
Commander? Medical staff? Logistics staff?
There are several armed personnel protecting the people who mobilized like this. They don't look like second-generation officials, do they? This is a battlefield, not an entertainment venue.
A series of question marks emerged from Lin Mo's mind.
The enemy doesn't even have such technical support. No wonder the Fourth Squadron suffered such a miserable loss.
The gold-type dragon cannot use the light mirror technique. The images forwarded by the holographic projection are collected by the on-board camera lens, which is naturally incomparable with the retina-level accuracy of Lin Mo's light mirror technique.
Light microscopy!
Lin silently recited a mantra and re-released a light mirror technique, replacing the holographic projection activated by the metal dragon.
The picture is much clearer and more detailed.
A young man, yes, a young man with European and American ancestry, seemed to have just been knocked over by the shock wave of a high-energy cloud bomb, and now he had the strength to stand up despite being dizzy.
The soft lethality of cloud explosion bombs is very huge. Even from such a distance, the energy contained in the shock wave caused by two simultaneous explosions is very terrifying.
Even if you are not caught in the barbecue inside the high-energy cloud explosive agent, your internal organs will inevitably be concussed and traumatized. If you are unlucky, you may be directly shocked to death.
This is why Lin Mo must warn the Fourth Squadron in advance before launching it. Even if it does not damage the internal organs and ruptures the cochlea and other hearing organs, it will cause people to lose their balance and become a lamb to be slaughtered.
A remote control, two laptops, and some unknown electronic equipment were scattered on the ground in front of the young man. The armed men nearby stood up one after another and tried to protect the young man in the middle.
Even after he stood up, the young man still clutched an ultra-thin laptop in his hand.
They are technical talents and very talented. Lin Mo can identify them at a glance.
Only those who are most obsessed with a certain technology will never forget to catch their lover at any time. Just like a swordsman, if the sword is there, the person will die with the sword. Lin Mo, who is half a technical expert, knows this well.
at this point.
A thin boy was actually able to control a Chinese-made combat mobile armor in a short period of time. Dragon Knight was very curious about how the other party did it. Chinese-made military products, especially large-scale combat weapons, are all exquisitely crafted.
At this moment, how could the Chinese ** team, which started off by seizing trophies, not think about the possibility of their own equipment being seized by the enemy? How could the factory-set safety and countermeasure mechanisms be a big leaky spoon that can be easily broken?
This is a big question mark.
Due to business dealings, even though Lin Mo's relationship with domestic military enterprises has always been good, this red envelope was simply delivered to his door and forced into his hand. If he didn't take it, he would be sorry to the people and the party.
The on-board computer prompted that the F-16 formation would arrive here in thirty seconds, which was a good time. A countdown popped up in the upper right corner of the "Dragon General" mask.
But a sneer appeared on Lin Mo's lips, it was a very good trophy.
Twenty-five seconds!
The X-8 "Monster" transforming wing fighter jet roared over the jeep. The armed men below were shocked. They raised their automatic rifles and fired into the air.
The deformable wing fighter switches the electromagnetic rail gun ammunition, pushes the heavy warhead of the 5.8 mm machine gun into the chamber, charges and launches!
The barrage of anti-aircraft fire swept the armed men protecting the young man to the ground covered in blood.
Twenty seconds!
The deformed wing fighter slowed down and passed by the jeep. The cockpit hood opened, and a figure jumped out, as if. No, it was completely falling from the sky. Behind the black tactical armor covering the whole body was the flames shooting into the sky. The opponent seemed to be like a demon from purgatory.
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The fighter jets continued to fly by and automatically started circling and cruising over the battlefield. A volley of rockets rained down like a torrential rain, once again exploding into a sea of fire.
Remote control? Dragon Knight can also play it!
The young man with a frightened face was so frightened that he rolled around and tried to escape, but before he could run a few steps, he was lifted up with a light touch under his feet.
"No. No, let me go. Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
The young man seemed to be in the stage of changing his voice, but he could not hide his extreme panic. He was turned around and grabbed the clothes on his chest. Facing two faint blue lights, he almost fainted from fright.
Eleven seconds!
As if flying through the clouds, the young man felt himself being suddenly thrown into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he was more than ten meters above the ground. He hugged his laptop tightly and shouted loudly.
What a devil. Do you want to beat yourself to death? It would be easier to just give him a shot.
He's going to die, it's over! It's over! He's going to be smashed into a pulp!
When my body rose to the highest point and I thought I was about to fall into the abyss, my body suddenly froze as if I had fallen into some small space.
Opening his eyes in surprise, the young man found in disbelief that he had fallen into the cockpit of a fighter jet. On the left and right sides were the wings of the fighter jet, which were moving from slow to fast. How could this be possible?
"Sit tight, kid!"
The young man heard the voice coming from the front, which was in English. He was actually sitting in the back seat. This was actually a two-seat fighter jet?
He still wanted to struggle, but the sudden push on his back pushed him to the seat, and the overload force made the young man almost speechless.
Several seat belts jumped up in time, automatically locking the guests in their seats.
Five seconds!
Not only the radar screen, but also the naked eye could see two F-16 "Fighting Falcons" arriving in a hurry.
Two soft beeps.
The fire-air radar of the "Monster" transforming wing fighter locked onto the target. Without much hesitation, the dragon knight ejected two lines of white smoke from the built-in weapon bays on the left and right sides, and rushed out.
All the mounts under the outer wings have been put in, even the rocket nests have been dumped, and the entire fighter jet suddenly became much lighter.
The fighter jets of the air crew are not here for fun every time they are on duty.
"missile!"
The two pilots of the "White Shoulder Eagle" team screamed in surprise at the sudden appearance of the missile on the radar screen.
It was fired from a height of 50 meters below. Could it be a man-made shoulder-launched anti-aircraft missile?!
The two F-16 "Fighting Falcons" quickly separated from each other, accelerated at full speed and began to climb to evade. If they didn't hide, they would be waiting for fireworks.
They never expected that what was shot up from this altitude was not a short-range individual air defense missile, but a more advanced medium-range air-to-air missile.
Compared with other aviation units, the "Dark Night" is rich, while the "Monster" is a treasure.
Now the "Fighting Falcons" will be in tragedy... The students who guessed the plot will be in tragedy. Get your monthly tickets!~!
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