"Lynx 1 and Lynx 2 have been shot down! Keep the formation! Keep the formation! Lynx 3! Lynx 4! Extend to the right wing!" The colonel of the imaginary enemy squadron sat on the early warning aircraft, commanding and dispatching all the forces under his command.
"Lynx 3 understands! Lynx 4 understands!" After receiving the knowledge, the two F14 fighter jets immediately separated from the entire fighter formation.
After hearing the answers from the pilots of the two F14 fighter jets, the colonel commander of the imaginary enemy squadron commanding the exercise had begun to worry about whether he could win.
Theoretically, the opponent's only chance of winning should be to raid the early warning aircraft where he is located, strike with one blow, and create chaos.
So he placed four F15 fighter jets at his base camp to escort his early warning aircraft.
At this moment, these four F15 Eagle fighter jets are hovering around the E3 early warning aircraft, closely monitoring the entire battlefield.
But the opponent rushed over and killed the two F14 fighter jets deployed on the edge of the battlefield. This was obviously not consistent with common sense.
You know, he doesn't just send troops into formation randomly: the various fighter jets in the imaginary enemy squadron all have their own unique advantages.
For example, the F14 fighter jet is often deployed on the periphery as a reconnaissance and early warning unit due to its improved radar power, fast speed and long range.
Under normal circumstances, the F16 fighter is responsible for filling gaps in the battlefield, taking advantage of its low-speed maneuverability, fighting with the enemy to delay time, and buying time for one's own main force.
The F15 fighter jet relies on balance and excellent overall performance to join the battle as the main force. When the enemy is exhausted, it can make the final decision and decide the outcome.
As a result, the F14 fighter jets patrolling the periphery were killed by the opponent in a single encounter, and the information transmitted back was very limited, which made Mr. Colonel a little anxious.
He knew that the opponent was very fast, which had already disrupted his combat deployment. You must know that the 30 Dragon Knights and F16 fighter jets in his hands were almost impossible to participate in the battle in a high-speed combat environment.
This is equivalent to saying that the only F14 and F15 fighter jets he can use now are a total of 18 fighter jets!
F16 must be allowed to play its maximum role. At this time, he can no longer think about defeating the enemy by bullying the minority. He must make good use of his numerical advantage and entangle the opponent as much as possible!
Thinking of this, he grabbed the intercom and loudly ordered: "All F16 fighter jets, disperse according to plan No. 3! After discovering the enemy, immediately lower the altitude!"
"Poison No. 1 understands! Poison No. 2 understands!" There was a response in the earphones, and the F16 fighter unit codenamed Poison began to execute the order.
At the same time, the colonel continued to order: "F15 unit, patrol at an altitude of 8,000 meters! If the opponent does not lower the altitude, do not pursue! Do not pursue!"
He did not intend to let his troops enter areas where the enemy was good at. Although the F15 fighter jets were capable of high-altitude and high-speed operations, it was obviously an unwise decision to barely enter 20,000 meters.
At this moment, it may be more appropriate to let the troops fight at the height they are good at and lure the enemy into their trap.
After hearing his order, the pilots of the F15 fighter unit code-named Hunter also began to respond in an orderly manner: "Hunter 1 understands! Hunter 2 understands!"
On the radar screen, the light spots representing the signal of the F16 fighter jet began to disperse, but then things began to get out of control.
The anxious voice of an F15 fighter pilot suddenly sounded in the earphones of a dispatch commander on the early warning aircraft: "Hunter 6 found the target! The opponent has locked on me! Its speed is too fast! I saw it! What is that?
?What is that?”
"The radar has detected the enemy target, speed... Mach 3... It is approaching! The target is approaching!" The radar operator on the early warning aircraft shouted in surprise.
"The opponent's height is rapidly decreasing! It is approaching the hunter team! It is attacking the hunter team!" Another operator also shouted.
The opponent's speed was so fast that it streaked across the radar screen like a meteor. Before anyone could respond, the light spots on the radar were already mixed with friendly signals.
"Is that a missile launched by the enemy? The speed is already close to Mach 4!" A dispatch commander turned around and looked at his colonel commander and asked.
"Probably not!" The colonel grabbed the communicator and ordered loudly: "The enemy is approaching! The enemy is approaching! Get ready for battle! Get ready for battle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a pilot shouting loudly in his own communication channel: "Hunter 6, don't get excited! Slow down! Dodge! Dodge! Damn it! It's coming! Hunter 3, Hunter 4 cover."
Me! Cover me!"
"Hunter 6 was shot down! That thing rushed over! It rushed over! I can't see it! Confirm its location!" The pilot of Hunter 5 shouted excitedly, as if he was venting his emotions.
Another pilot said nervously, as if he was looking for the dangerous target: "The radar shows an altitude...2000 meters! Where is it? Where is it?"
Unfortunately, his search was fruitless. The opponent seemed to have disappeared. After shooting down an F15, he suddenly disappeared on the battlefield.
"It's flying close to the ground! It's super low altitude! It's incredibly fast!" The pilot of Hunter 1 found the damn target on the radar: "Oh my god! It's still traveling at a speed above Mach 1!"
"We have a height advantage! Intercept it! Intercept it!" Seeing that the opponent seemed to have overshot and lost the altitude advantage, the pilots of several F15 fighter jets were very excited.
However, they soon discovered that when they turned and locked the opponent with the nose radar, the opponent had already begun to climb rapidly in the distance at a speed they could not believe.
What kind of speed was that? That was a climb faster than the dive speed of an F15 fighter jet! Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the blurry target soaring like a rocket in front of their eyes.
What made people even more desperate was that when they locked the target and prepared to fire, the target that was climbing in a straight line turned at a strange right angle and escaped the fire control radar's lock.
An F15 fighter pilot looked at the data displayed on his helmet sight and asked in disbelief: "That guy can turn at more than twice the speed of sound! Are the pilots in the plane made of iron?"
He felt that the damn enemy target was as flexible as a giant dragon! Yes! A giant dragon! And a dragon with a flying speed of dozens of times!
"Damn it! If I do this, even if I vomit blood, it will be light! Then the aircraft must not be a human being! It is a monster!" another F15 fighter pilot complained.
"Shut up! Hunter 3 has locked the target! Missile launch! Missile launch!" Two F15 fighter jets with afterburner turned on barely kept up with the target, and they launched missiles in the air.
On the periphery of the battlefield, the pilots of two F16 fighter jets glanced at their altimeters, and they headed towards the battlefield at an altitude of about 10,000 meters.
On the bumpy plane, the two pilots pushed the afterburners to the frontmost position. The engines of the two F16 fighter jets began to work crazily, and the long tail flames left clear traces at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Almost thirty seconds later, white airflow rings appeared on the fuselages of the two F16 fighter jets, followed by the sound of sonic booms.
This is almost the speed limit of the F16 fighter jet, and if you want to maintain this state, you can't last long.
To be honest, the F16 fighter jet was not originally designed for supersonic air combat. It is a cheap multi-purpose fighter attack aircraft. It is absolutely difficult for it to participate in an air combat of this intensity.
At the same time, on the front battlefield, the pilot of an F15 fighter finally found an opportunity and pressed the red button on his joystick: "Hunter 4 missile launch!"
"Hunter 1 missile launched!" At the other end, among the two F15 fighter jets that found a corner and took a shortcut to catch up with the target, the pilot of the lead aircraft also launched an attack at the same time.
His wingman pilot did not miss such a rare opportunity and pressed the button to launch the missile almost simultaneously: "Hunter 2 locks the target! Launch the missile!"
Then, in the expectant eyes of everyone, all the "missiles" they fired were shown as misses...
Then, after seeing this penalty, desperate shouts rang out in the communication channel: "It avoided it! It can throw away the missile! Damn it!"
In everyone's desperate eyes, the terrifying flying monster actually came back again. After throwing away several Sidewinder missiles, it returned to the F15 fleet at a very strange angle.
Then, an F15 fighter pilot loudly reminded his comrades: "Hover! Circle! Get rid of him! Get rid of him!"
At this time, his voice was full of fear, because although he was an old ace pilot, he had never seen such a huge disparity.
Soon, a frustrated voice came from the chaotic channel: "I saw Hunter 6 was shot down! The monster returned to the clouds!"
"It threw away four Sidewinder missiles... What can I say? Have you ever seen an airplane flying faster than a fighter missile?" Another pilot felt as if he had a nightmare.
Watching the monster fly away at a speed faster than that of a missile, and losing two F15 fighter jets in the blink of an eye, the pilot of the imaginary enemy squadron asked blankly: "Didn't they find a rocket to pretend to be an airplane?"
"I'm just kidding... I'll give you a rocket, how can you fly out of this state?" Even the colonel commander who was holding the intercom and sitting in the early warning aircraft couldn't hold it back and complained in a dumbfounded voice.
Unknowingly, this book has reached 1,000 chapters, so I am very happy.
