Chapter 839: Black Monday
Looking at the F-15 flying in the sky, Raz controlled the excitement in his heart, and at this moment, the bombing operation had entered the countdown. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Immediately after the F-15 flew high, it was detected by radars deployed near Baghdad. However, the radar troops need to report layer by layer, and then descend layer by layer to the airfield, and the airfield takes off fighter jets to intercept it, and it is a matter of a few minutes later. In these few minutes, the last few tens of kilometers of bombing can be completed.
Those F-15s in the sky can ensure temporary air supremacy in their own hands.
Although it was an act of violating the airspace of a sovereign state, Raz did not feel guilty, and although the operation was full of dangers, Raz did not have the slightest fear, because he was a Jewish warrior, and it was his mission for the sake of the Jewish country.
Fly further forward and you'll reach a lake that guides the landmark, where you can turn around, climb high, fly over the last 20 kilometers and bomb.
Under the wings, you can already see the curved river, which is the birthplace of one of the four great civilizations, and this river gave birth to great civilizations.
Raz retracted his thoughts and focused on the navigator, who instructed him to see the lake in front of him.
"Prepare for battle." Zhang Feng calmly gave the order, listening to the voice, the fighter might be whistling in the next second.
The gunners have already put their hands on the buttons, just waiting for the plane to appear in front of them and strike hard at the invading enemy! Their hearts are already full of convincing Qusay. As if he was a god, he actually knew exactly the route and time of the enemy plane's attack!
Raz pressed the lever to the right, allowing him to better see the island in the middle of the lake from the right, ready to climb high.
However, his heart suddenly sank: the island in the middle of the lake was gone! How is this possible?
The navigation instructions have reached the position where it should turn, however, there is no island in the middle of the lake that should appear.
In an instant, Raz made a decision, the latest American fighter he piloted, equipped with the most advanced laser gyro inertial navigation system, there will be no error, and the island in the middle of the lake is likely to be an accident, such as the lake water rises, flooding the island in the middle of the lake. (At this time, there was no GPS global positioning system, mainly relying on inertial navigation, by measuring the acceleration (inertia) of the aircraft, and automatically performing integration calculations, the instantaneous speed and instantaneous position data of the aircraft were obtained).
He did not hesitate to turn on the afterburner, and at the same time, pulling the joystick back, pedaling the rudder with his right foot, the fighter suddenly turned into a wild horse, roared, and stabbed straight up into the sky, his belly flashed in the sun, the horizon on both sides outside the cockpit quickly fell out of sight, and Raz was pressed on the seat by a huge overload, pulling the steering stick with great effort.
Following Raz, the remaining three fighters of the "string" group began to climb high, and they all believed in their long planes very much, and began to make preparations for the bombing: pulling up and entering the bombing route.
"Fire!" The soldier sitting on the anti-aircraft gun emplacement, still disturbed by the vortex that rolled when the plane was pulled up, could not open his eyes, and immediately pressed the launch button without hesitation after hearing the order to open fire.
"Tom, tom." Suddenly, the ground immediately roared.
Forty anti-aircraft guns, one hundred and sixty barrels, all poured out countless shells, forming a barrage above the island in the middle of the lake.
Raz suddenly felt that the plane was shaking violently, could it be that he had just operated too violently and caused the engine to surge? It's impossible, I've done this myself hundreds of times.
Unbeknownst to him, it was an anti-aircraft shell that exploded around him, creating a shock air flow that affected the operation of the aircraft. Because of the huge overload, he no longer had the energy to observe the sky around him, and his attention was on the instrument, which he needed to rush into the air at an altitude of a thousand meters.
It's just that Raz never had a chance again, and in the next second, his plane had already exploded in the air.
Although he had pulled up, but at this time it was only three hundred meters above the ground, and a shell accurately hit the wing fuel tank, and immediately exploded.
Huge fireballs shone in the sky, even more brilliant than the sun!
Seeing the huge fireball in front of them, the remaining three planes knew that an accident had happened, and under this seemingly calm lake, they actually ambushed the opponent's anti-aircraft guns and were ambushed themselves!
Four planes were lined up in a diamond-shaped formation, with the Raz at the apex. In the two planes behind the Raz, the pilot on the left immediately instinctively pressed the control stick to the left, and the pilot on the right pressed the control stick to the right, and the two planes flew to both sides, one left and one right. The conditioned reflexes developed in many lives and deaths made them immediately choose the right way to avoid them.
Flying is a high-risk profession, and flying a fighter jet is even more of a risk among risks, and a delay of a second can be the difference between life and death. These Israeli Air Force flight elites, who are adaptable, have done their best.
However, they were too close to Raz, and Raz's plane had just blossomed, and they were hit before they could pull away for two seconds.
"It's flying well, it's almost comparable to the Bayi Air Show Team, and no matter how good the artificially pulled cigarettes are, they are not as good as they are now." Zhang Feng looked at the plane in the sky, pleasing to the eye.
The three planes in front of them were blown to pieces in an instant, and Yadlin, the last pilot of the "string" group, made a wrong move.
Yadlin looked at the trajectory of several planes in front of him, and continued to pull upward, it was already a dead end, turning left and right, it was not feasible, Yadlin gritted his teeth and pulled the operating stick backwards.
Since you can't go up, you can't go left or right, then go backwards! Yadlin tugged at the lever, and the plane followed his command, looking up all the way up, to the highest point, still showing no signs of relaxing, and then leaning back, ready to turn one hundred and eighty degrees, and flip over.
The meter in front of him kept turning, and the steel behemoth under his crotch was obediently flying upwards and then backwards according to Yadlin's instructions.
According to the usual training, this movement is not difficult, and even if there is a short period of black vision, it can definitely be completed.
However, Yadlin forgot about the conditions for its use: it had to be completed at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, and the plug-in could only be an air superiority standard: four medium-range bombs and two short-range bombs.
Under his wings were two large ones weighing nearly two tons in total. With such a big guy, no matter how powerful the engine is, it will not work!
Yadlin felt that the plane was like a hobbling old man, and it was still spinning for a long time when he turned his head, but he didn't turn around, and just over half of the time, it was like losing power, spinning downward and falling! (To be continued.) )