Chapter 223: Nine Deaths and One Life

The fighter is getting closer and closer, the flight attitude is somewhat lazy, and the speed does not increase.

You must know that when a fighter launches an air-to-ship missile, there is a requirement for the flight speed, and if it is too slow, the tail flame emitted by the missile will cause damage to the airplane's body.

The inability to launch air-to-ship missiles does not mean that the freighter is safe, there are rockets on the fighter jets, and there are aviation machine guns, each of which poses a deadly threat to the freighter.

Compared to air-to-ship missiles, other weapon systems are not lethal to ships.

As expected, the plane just fired a rain of machine-gun bullets at the channel in front of the freighter, or a warning.

The second senior brother looked at the fighter jet that went around in a circle again, and nodded happily, it seems that the other party also has scruples and does not dare to attack a civilian cargo ship at will. I just want to force the freighter to stop and wait for other ships to come over and further solve the problem.

Turning around again, the plane was significantly faster this time.

The freighter in the distance was still moving at high speed, and there was no intention of stopping. Seeing the swaggering appearance of the steamer, the pilot was a little annoyed, gave you two warnings, and turned a deaf ear, which was too shameless.

Quickly adjusted the direction and flew to the side of the ship, depressing the altitude. The abnormality of the fighter made everyone's expressions tense. These people, who have served in the Navy, understand that this time, the fighter is coming for real, and it will not be a warning again.

The observer also reported the fighter's anomaly via walkie-talkie.

Picking up the walkie-talkie, the second senior brother ordered, "The first strike is the strongest, and the fate must be in your own hands." ”

The hoarse voice of the walkie-talkie sounded, "Understood, boss!

The menacing fighter jet rushed towards the ship like an angry bull, snorting and spewing hot air.

The pilot flipped the launch button on the joystick and put the ship in the center of the scope, and he could imagine that the next second, the ship would be in flames, and the crew would jump from the ship into the sea with fire on their bodies.

Just as he was about to press the launch button, suddenly, the fighter alarm bell rang, and the pilot panicked to find that on the radar screen, there was an object flying towards him, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the long white trail indicated that the platform on which the object was launched came from the freighter that he thought could be easily torn apart.

The pilot was in a state of refuge, rapidly throwing the golden decoy, violently pulling up the nose of the plane, and climbing upwards rapidly, hoping that the bumblebee with excellent maneuverability could avoid the approach of dangerous objects.

The multi-infrared detector head used in the Northwest Wind portable missile, like a wanderer seeing his long-lost mother, enthusiastically chased the Bumblebee fighter that flew up and down, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

The pilot knew in his heart that he was just doing his best to throw infrared decoys and maneuver violently. From the screen of the rear-view radar, he saw the flying object with excellent maneuverability, and he knew that he had encountered a shoulder-fired missile similar to a Stinger. This missile, following the principle of "after launch."

Relying on infrared guidance, tracking the high temperature generated by the fighter's tail flame and dealing with low-flying low-speed targets is simply a nirvana.

And he is so good that he can't die, flying slowly on the sea surface at ultra-low altitude, and in the face of this kind of portable missile, even if the fighter with strong maneuverability is, the probability of being shot down is extremely high.

The moment he was hit again, he didn't even have time to send a distress signal before he catapulted himself.

With a bang, he saw that the tail of his beloved fighter plane was torn to pieces by the explosion, and thousands of tungsten alloy balls staged a metal storm on the body of the fighter, and the fighter plane plunged into the sea like a kite with a broken string.

As soon as the pilot who was ejected out opened his parachute, he was killed in the air by several gunshots fired at close range.

The second senior brother threw the gun to his subordinates, looked at the subordinates around him with unbearable expressions, and said in a cold voice, "If we don't have missiles, all that awaits us is the sinking of the ship and the death of people, and the cargo sinking into the deep sea forever." ”

"If it is just the death of a few people that can bring better opportunities for the development of the country, I will not hesitate to do it, whether it is for others or for myself. ”

"If his life is left behind, everything that happens today will be revealed to the world, and what will happen to the company? What will happen to the supercomputer on this ship? Without the supercalculation, the speed of our country's development will be restricted, and it will be blackmailed. If you were me, what would you choose?"

The crowd, who showed unbearable expressions, lowered their heads in shame.

"At the critical moment, don't have the kindness of a woman, otherwise, when the judgment continues, you will suffer from it!"

"How long is it until the Celestial Empire?"

"Boss, there is a maximum of 10 minutes to sail away. ”

Nodding, the second senior brother motioned for everyone to go their own way. Then he took out his Inmarsat phone and walked out of the cab.

Haijin, Zhang Yi put down the satellite phone in his hand and looked at the sky outside the window.

Outside the window, a line of geese lined up in a herringbone shape, crossing the sky, and the loud chirping sound instantly made people feel refreshed.

On the radar of the Axe Mountain Air Base, the FA18 Hornet disappeared for a while, and everyone didn't care, because the other party reported that the cargo ship that Sam's people asked to intercept was found before. It is estimated that it is flying at ultra-low altitude on the sea surface, and considering the relationship between the curvature of the earth, it is normal that the radar will not be able to detect it.

However, from the report of the other party, it was found that the freighter had been 30 minutes now, and why was it still not displayed on the radar screen? The communicator tried to call several times, but there was no response.

Could there be any accidents, everyone's hearts couldn't help but raise a trace of doubt. Normally, it is not too easy for a fighter to intercept a freighter, but it is really an anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes. However, if it drags on for too long, if you keep flying at ultra-low altitudes, it is very dangerous for fighters, and the loss of fuel is also very large. For experienced pilots, this should not be committed

Wrong.

The hour hand was already pointing to 40 minutes, and there was still no movement on the green radar screen. The commander could not sit still and ordered the take-off of two fighters and an AWACS aircraft to check what was going on with the missing fighters.

Twenty minutes later, the fast fighter first flew into the airspace where the missing plane was last seen, and flew several laps at an ultra-low altitude without finding anything.

The E2C Hawkeye early warning aircraft, which flew slowly, activated the huge disc radar on its back and scanned it back and forth in the airspace several times, but found nothing. Dozens of nautical miles away, a high-speed freighter has sailed into the waters of the Celestial Empire.

AWACS reported on its situation, as did the situation on the freighter. But now the ground command center has no time to care about the freighter, they have lost an expensive fighter jet, and how to explain this matter is the focus of their consideration.

(End of chapter)

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