"Tests of the Star's Storm type .72 caliber electromagnetic machine gun, begun. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As the sound of the system sounded, the two storm-type electromagnetic machine guns installed on the two wings of the middle of the Star opened the covers, aimed at the Dawning Goddess strategic reconnaissance plane, and began to "pounce and pounce" in a low voice.

The launch of the Storm electromagnetic machine gun does not rely on chemical energy, but completely relies on electromagnetic force to propel, so there is no deafening roar like a chemical machine gun, just a "plop" sound that breaks through the air.

When the current is turned on, a strong thrust is generated on the electromagnetic guide rail of the Storm electromagnetic machine gun, and one by one .72 caliber projectiles weighing 50 grams break through the thin air at a muzzle velocity of more than 1,300 m/s per second, carrying a terrifying kinetic energy of more than 40 kilojoules, and shoot like lightning towards the opposite triangular reconnaissance plane, which is several times larger than the Star.

There is no light flame, only a little dark red light, which is the phenomenon of the projectile rubbing the air to heat and glow.

In short, the crew of the Aurora Goddess reconnaissance plane only saw a flash of dark red light, and then felt a shock to the fuselage, and then the flight attitude of the plane in the high-speed flight state of Mach 5 became a little unstable.

"Report the loss! Report the loss!"

"There were a lot of perforations in the left wing, and a few in the fuselage. God willing, if we don't get under more attack, we'll be able to fly back!"

A member of the crew shouted with a little excitement.

But when he saw the beautiful plane that flew over the goddess of dawn, but in their eyes it was as terrifying as a demon, that excitement vanished.

yes, what is there to be happy about?

Is it possible that the other side will not continue to attack?

Apparently not.

So they expect to be able to fly back, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Driving the Star Ship past the Goddess of Dawn, Yang Chen couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

The Storm .72 caliber electromagnetic machine gun, each projectile weighs 50 grams, the muzzle velocity is 1300 meters per second, and it carries 42 kilojoules of kinetic energy. Even for lightly armored targets, armor-piercing is basically possible.

But in the face of a behemoth like the Goddess of Dawn, the power is inevitably a little insufficient. Unless he's lucky enough to hit the ammunition depot or engine, there's no way he'll be able to shoot the Goddess of Aurora down in one shot.

In addition, because it is an electromagnetic machine gun, the bullet is not equipped with tracer bullets, so it is impossible to intuitively evaluate the design effect, and in such a high-altitude and high-speed environment, even his cultivation cannot accurately know where his bullet hit.

It's not impossible to use the calculator of the Star to evaluate, but after all, it will take one more process, and in the battle against time, it will not reflect the effect in full real time, and it is not enough.

"It seems that in the future, tracer bullets will be added to the bullets of electromagnetic machine guns. ”

Yang Chen pondered in his heart.

Technically, there is no difficulty in this. It's just that the logistics are a little more troublesome.

"Okay, the test of the Storm .72 caliber electromagnetic machine gun is complete, let's test the 'Jinya' 100mm caliber twin-mounted electromagnetic machine gun. ”

He looked at the Goddess of Dawn, who was fleeing in a hurry not far away, and muttered to himself, "Hehe, it was just an appetizer, man, we still have to play!"

As she spoke, the Star had already completed a large radius turn and flew back into the air behind the Goddess of Dawn, intending to make a dive attack.

Just as he was about to accelerate the dive, the voice of the spacecraft system suddenly sounded: "Received a request for radio communication, is it permissible?"

Yang Chen groaned slightly: "It's okay, just listen to what they want to say." Star map, connect to communication. ”

"Yes...... Communication has been connected. ”

"This is the Star, do you have anything to say?"

Yang Chen said in Chinese.

There was a buzzing voice in English from the other side: "Damn! What is he talking about? Why not in English?"

"Don't these yellow-skinned monkeys of Fack know that the common language in the air is English?"

"Shut up! When are you still racist? Do you think the other side doesn't understand that you're scolding him? Don't you think we're not close enough to hell?"

"Call home, call home now, we ask for real-time translation services from headquarters!"

……

After some hectic commotion, someone finally said in stiff Chinese: "Mr. Xingchen, do we have any misunderstanding? I hope that we will return to a state of peace, and if there is anything we can discuss slowly......

Yang Chen replied coldly: "I don't understand that invading China's airspace without permission represents peace. ”

"Oh, sorry sorry, all I can say is a misunderstanding. ”

"A misunderstanding of invading another country's airspace without permission? Then I think it's just a misunderstanding that I sent you to hell!"

"Damn! Okay, you've won! We'll leave Huaguo's airspace right away. ”

"Anyone has to pay for what he does. Do you think you can leave by saying sorry for the brutal invasion of our airspace?"

"Bastard, what do you want to do? Do you want to provoke a big war between the two countries? Your superiors won't allow you to do that!"

"It is a pity that in the airspace of our country, I have the right to fire without limit. ”

"No, no, please, don't, can't we talk calmly?"

"Of course. After I shoot you down, you can talk about it any way, if you're still alive at the time. ”

"Sir, you can't do that!"

"I can. Why can't I......"

As he spoke, Yang Chen received an alert from the integrated radar system: "Warning! Warning! There are four F-22 stealth fighters approaching the battlefield, and the current distance: 23 kilometers. ”

So he changed his mind: "Oh, I know, it looks like your F-22 is coming to escort you? Well, for the sake of having more delicious little fresh meat for me to taste, I can spare your life for the time being!"

In the Dawning Goddess reconnaissance plane, the crew members were already in a mess: "Aurora calls headquarters! Aurora calls headquarters! Our F-22 fighter has been discovered by the other side, please be careful! Please be careful!"

There was also the pilot's exclamation: "Fake! We must lower the altitude!" The actual combat ceiling of the F-22 is only 65,000 feet (i.e., 19,812 meters), and we are at an altitude of 130,000 feet (39,624 meters), they can't reach us at all, we can only lower the altitude!"

"The enemy ......"

"Don't care what kind of **** enemy you are! He wants to rely on us to attract the F-22, so he won't stop us if we lower the altitude!"

Soon, the Dawning Goddess reconnaissance plane dragged its left wing, which had been injured by Yang Chen's electromagnetic machine gun, and quickly lowered its altitude.

Yang Chen also piloted the Xingchen to quickly reduce the altitude, always maintaining a deterrence in the high altitude above the Goddess of Dawn reconnaissance plane.

Presumably, the crew members of the Dawning Goddess reconnaissance plane didn't know how many times they had gritted their teeth and how many times they had been ruthless, but Yang Chen didn't care at all. The wailing and hatred of the enemy is the greatest compliment to oneself.

"Maybe we can direct the missiles of the F-22 to destroy this plane!"

In the Dawning Goddess reconnaissance plane, a crew member said.

"I'm afraid not!" A crew member next to him shook his head and pointed to the radar display screen of the reconnaissance plane: "Look, there is nothing on the radar." It was a fighter with super radio stealth capabilities. No, even our Raptor F-22 is no match. At least, at such a close proximity, the echo of the Raptor on our radar is only relatively small, not none. And he can do it with no echoes at all. ”

"And that's not all. Another crew member next to him also said: "You see, in the infrared detector, the infrared signature of the target is also extremely weak, and now it is high in the air, and the infrared signature of any object above zero is very obvious." If it lowers its altitude over the city, or even flies facing the sun, its infrared signature will be obscured by the heat or sunlight over the city, and it will not be detected at all. ”

"Could it be that in the face of it, our advanced raptors can only choose to rely on aerial dog fighting to fight?"

"I'm afraid so!"

There was silence at the airport.

The F-22 stealth fighter is indeed the most advanced active fighter in the world, but its advanced performance is more reflected in the stealth performance and advanced weapons equipped with it.

But now, its enemies are stronger than it in stealth performance, and advanced weapons often rely on guidance systems, and it is difficult to play a role in the face of enemies with strong stealth performance.

So much so that such an advanced and powerful F-22 fighter actually has to rely on the way of air dog fighting.

However, in order to highlight the stealth performance, in terms of air mobility, the F-22 is not particularly outstanding.

Thinking of this, the hearts of the crew members were heavy.

"Lockheed Damn Capitalists! Didn't they ever think that the enemy's stealth fighters would surpass those of the United States one day? ”

"Don't worry! just get closer, maybe with infrared guidance......"

"I hope so. We can only count on Raytheon Hughes (i.e., the manufacturer of the AIM-120 advanced medium-range air-to-air missile for the F-22 installation. The missile is a launch-and-forget missile, with infrared guidance function) The technology has passed. ”

"It should be fine! We have to believe in American technology!"

American technology? I hope so.

The crew member who spoke before sighed secretly: Although, looking at the powerful fighter that followed fiercely and closely behind him, he had completely lost confidence and pride in American technology......

The altitude dropped sharply, and soon, from an altitude of nearly 40,000 meters, it was reduced to a level of more than 19,000 meters.

At this time, the communication of the US Air Force data link came from inside the Aurora reconnaissance plane: "Aurora, we are almost there. Get ready! See how our lad kicks that damn yellow-skinned monkey ass!"

"I hope you can do it......"

With not very full confidence, the captain of the Dawning Goddess reconnaissance plane drove the plane to the predetermined rendezvous point: it was not far from the border of China's airspace.