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On the high mountain north of the harbor, stands this large radar station, and the antenna array is constantly rotating, radiating countless radar waves into the sky.

It is a long-range early warning radar position in the southeastern region of Iran, which is responsible for the air warning mission in the south and west of Iran, and now the task of this radar station is even more important.

Wandering outside in the Arabian Seas, there are three American aircraft carriers! The Nimitz, the USS Independence and the Kitty Hawk, these three aircraft carriers, there are more than two hundred warplanes, and the number has already surpassed that of the Iranian Air Force!

If the Americans attack from the sea, this will be the first place to discover the location of the American fighters!

The radar stands, and several fighters of the Revolutionary Guards, who are nervously on duty, watching the operation of the radar operator, holding the steel gun in their hands.

The Revolutionary Guards, which have now begun to expand in size, especially the technical personnel, have been incorporated into the Revolutionary Guards in large numbers, but in order to prevent problems with the technical personnel, it is necessary to supervise the soldiers of the determined Revolutionary Guards.

Okar, the squad leader of the Revolutionary Guards here, has been guarding here for hours, outside, it is dark.

"It seems that the Yankees will not come today, and you will continue to be on duty." Okar said as he opened the door to the radar station.

Going back to rest for a while, Omar's eyes were a little red.

Just as he had taken a dozen or so steps along the path made of stones, Okar sensed that something was wrong. In the distance, how could there be a rumbling roar?

In the dark night sky, nothing could be seen, only the sound was getting closer and closer.

Rubbing his eyes, suddenly, Okar felt a violent flash in front of him, so that he couldn't see anything for the time being, but in his mind, he was thinking sharply, no, it's a gunship!

Two AH-1 helicopter gunships flying from Pakistan at an ultra-low altitude fired Tao anti-tank missiles in this direction, and the huge long-range warning radar did not detect the helicopter flying from the mountains at all!

"Boom!" The fire flickered, and in the explosion of the Tao missile, the long-range warning radar here was blown into the sky, and the logo of MadeinAmerica also flew away.

"Boom, boom!" Several anti-tank missiles flew by, the entire radar station, everywhere there was a sea of fire.

"Da-da, da-da-da." Okar picked up his rifle and fired wildly at the two helicopters, but unfortunately, his mantis arm did not last long, and the rockets that flew in his face leveled all around him.

These two helicopter gunships fired the first shot of the United States' revenge against Iran!

Just after Iran has been stubborn and missed the last time of the American ultimatum, the United States finally couldn't contain its anger, and the military strike operation codenamed Persian Hell officially began!

On the Arabian Sea, on the deck of a busy and brightly lit aircraft carrier, personnel in various costumes are busy back and forth, steam is flying on the deck, and fighter planes are ejected into the air!

Revenge, revenge!

F-14 fighters, carrying immortal bird missiles, embarked on the journey, this time, they will compete with their own compatriots, the Iranian Tomcat fighters, and the United States except for the friend or foe identifier, the rest are the same!

The A-7 followed by with a big mouth, also catapulted and took off from the aircraft carrier, and the wings on both sides were full of heavy bombs, although the appearance of this aircraft was ugly, but this kind of aircraft could hang six tons of ammunition and launch an attack on a target a thousand meters away, which is a powerful ground attack aircraft!

Their goal is to destroy the war potential of the Iranians in the first round of strikes on factories, power stations, and military bases in Iran!

The huge US Navy and Air Force are weapons for foreign hegemony! Now, a retaliatory counterattack on Iran can stun Iran at once!

At the same time, a large number of attack aircraft and fighters took off from the Karachi base, participating in the battle together.

Two E-2 and one E-3, which assumed command of the entire attack aircraft group.

Turn damned Iran into a hell! Hit these nasty guys hard!

Central Iran, Isfahan, Khatami base.

Sharp sirens echoed over the entire base, and the US aircraft group had entered Iranian airspace! As Iran's most combat-ready air base, Khatami base also reacted quickly.

Just when the rest of the fighters were methodically hanging up their bombs and refueling, the two fighters on standby had already begun to glide on the runway.

Major Mojitaba Zangenich, one of the first pilots to switch to the Tomcat, glanced to the side, and his wingman, Reza Atasi, was also ready to take off.

When the revolution broke out in Iran, the pilots of their old army were not trusted, and many of them were isolated and censored, but now, with the pressure of the United States, Iran has to restore the combat effectiveness of its army as soon as possible, so except for the commander of the 8th wing of the Iranian Air Force, General Apdul Hussein Minosafir is still under control for the time being, the rest of the people are now released.

However, their families are under strict surveillance in Tehran, and if they defect by plane, they will be executed.

Now, regardless of the attitude towards the government, in short, since the Americans have come to invade, they can only bravely fight back!

The TF30 engine in the tail, with its blazing flames, propelled the two huge Tomcats to accelerate continuously on the runway, and then, gently pulling the operating lever back, the fighter took off.

The wings swept back to the end, and the two Tomcat fighters, towards the southern sky, flew quickly, where it was the direction of the invasion of American fighters!

The radar operator in the back had already turned on the radar at this time, scanning the airspace ahead with the powerful AWG-9 radar.

Soon, several bright spots appeared on the screen, and there was no echo from the friend or foe recognizer.

"Target found, distance one hundred eight, speed seven hundred, ready to turn into lock." The radar operator in the aft compartment said, operating quickly in his hands.

At this moment, a large area of snowflakes appeared on the screen.

"Subject to strong interference, prepare to turn on anti-interference measures." At this time, the radar officer in the rear cabin was already a little puzzled in his heart.

"The interference continues, and we can't lock on to the target!" The radar officer shouted.

Damn it! Major Mojitaba Zangenich understands that this batch of fighters imported from the United States must have made the Americans manipulate! Therefore, we will not be able to lock down the Americans at all!

"Drip, drip." At this moment, the sound of a radar alarm receiver came from the headphones. (To be continued.) )