The F-14 Tomcat fighter pilots in the sky can be said to be very safe. They don't have to worry about the foreign air in their cockpits. They wear heavy helmet sights, oxygen masks on their faces and talk on the phone.
system.
These fighter jets can fly at more than twice the speed of sound when necessary, and not just any demon can catch up.
Therefore, as long as they are determined to retreat, they are often safe and will not be shot down. Including the F-15 fighter jets, F-16, F-18 and F-14 fighter pilots, since the beginning of the war
So far, the actual number of casualties is really minuscule.
"The radar interference is very serious, and I have no way to confirm the target." Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the weapons operator looked at the radar screen, looking for suspicious targets in the sea area.
Their fighter radar can only scan the air. After all, the F-14 Tomcat fighter is not a multi-purpose sea attack fighter.
Attack missions on the sea are generally carried out by F/A-18 fighter jets. The multi-purpose radars they carry and the light anti-ship missiles they carry are the main means of attacking the sea.
"I bet there are no enemies in the sky anymore." The pilot controlled the plane to fly through the clouds, its two huge engines making a deafening roar.
In fact, the entire sound of the engine cannot be heard in the cockpit. They can only feel the turbulence of the airflow and some of the noise. After all, a good working environment has always been the guarantee for pilots to perform tasks for a long time, so the noise in the cockpit
For issues such as these, Airland Hill’s engineers have made extensive improvements.
Because of the magic in this world, many details that used to need to be solved with weight can now be solved with magic. Therefore, similar improvements have given Airan Hill's fighter jets more powerful performance.
"Leader! Lead! I saw a strange target on my radar! It's 20 kilometers southwest of us..." The wingman's confirmation voice came from the earphones, and the radar weapon operator behind the lead pilot came
After hearing this, I couldn't help but carefully distinguish my radar.
"This is indeed a suspicious spot... It may be interference, it may be a large enough magic dragon!" After carefully looking at the radar screen, the radar operator said: "This damn electromagnetic radiation...
When can I calm down?"
"Probably within the next two days!" The driver changed his route, and then looked at the somewhat chaotic direction instruments: "We must reserve more fuel, otherwise when we go back, there may be electromagnetic interference
Miss the aircraft carrier.”
"Formation No. 3 of the 25th Squadron, go to patrol the suspicious target!" After the pilot reported through the intercom, he gently pushed his joystick and let his fighter fly diagonally towards the target.
The wingman following the F-14 Tomcat fighter also tilted his fuselage almost simultaneously, and the two aircraft flew gracefully through the clouds one after the other.
"The radar interference is still very serious... It's a waste of time and energy for us to search for targets with our eyes like this." The weapons operator in the back row continued to complain, staring at the occasional clouds.
Originally they could use radar to accurately detect targets, but now because of the electromagnetic interference caused by nuclear bombs, they can only use their own eyes to find the enemy. This is a depressing thing.
In the past, at this distance, they would have been able to fire at those demonic aerial targets that could not see the Airan Hill fighter jets at all.
"I didn't see any target!" A distance of twenty kilometers was nothing to the F-14 fighter jets. Soon they arrived at the area where they might have found the target. However, there were only some clouds here, and there was nothing as expected.
Demon Air Force.
The two planes began to descend little by little until they dropped below the clouds. They did not find the expected target.
However, they discovered the wreckage of the Demon Force that was attacked by F/A-18 multi-role fighter jets on the sea. There were some fragments of warships floating on the sea, most of which were broken decks.
Traces of the leaked energy fluid can still be seen vaguely. The waves crashed against some small boats, and there were no demons escaping. Presumably, because of the explosion of fuel, no demons had the chance to climb onto the new equipment prepared for life-saving.
The devil's navy did not think of some self-rescue methods. They also realized that their warships were very fragile and prone to explosion. So they also prepared some escape equipment for their warships, and lifeboats were one of them.
Unfortunately, because the explosions occurred so quickly, the officers and soldiers of the Demon Navy often had no time to put down these small lifeboats, and even the people and the ship were blown up into the sky.
"It seems that they have not been able to escape the search of the attack aircraft..." The weapons operator on the co-pilot also said with emotion when he saw the somewhat desolate-looking sea surface.
"Wait... there is a reaction on the radar." When the operator withdrew his gaze, he accidentally saw a large target clearly appearing on his radar screen: "It's nearby! Adjust the height.
!Adjust height!”
Almost subconsciously, the pilot pushed the control stick hard, and the F-14 Tomcat fighter jet immediately accelerated and began a dive.
In another Tomcat fighter jet following this fighter jet, the pilot jerked his joystick and loudly reminded his lead aircraft: "Magic Dragon! Magic Dragon! It's right behind you! Damn it!"
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"It's diving! It's going very fast!" The operator on the co-pilot twisted his head, trying to find the black monster chasing him behind him, but he could only see a thick swinging one.
It has a black tail and some scary dragon body parts covered with unicorn armor.
"Sit tight!" The pilot pushed the afterburner lever, and the push on his back instantly made him lean on his ejection seat. While he controlled his aircraft to accelerate, he jerked the joystick and turned the aircraft to one side.
Rolling quickly.
Sure enough, the moment the F-14 Tomcat fighter jet deviated from its original flight path, the black flames sprayed out from the dragon behind it ignited the sky where the F-14 fighter jet was originally located.
"Bye!" The pilot who escaped the fatal blow knew that with the speed of the dragon, it would be impossible to launch a second attack. He calmly drove his plane around a large radius turn, and then looked at
When we arrived at the giant black dragon, it had lost its altitude potential and spread its fleshy wings to prepare to climb.
