Chapter 271: Mercenary Air Combat

As the president of South Africa, Peter is under a lot of pressure, both domestic and international, he needs to use victory to prove that South Africa is right, in this world, there is no justice or injustice, the winning side is the righteous side!

For Rick, the president of South Africa, in his eyes, is no different from ordinary people, he is here to fight.

Bidding farewell to the welcoming president, Rick came to the front of the fighters, these ten fighters are all flown directly from the aircraft carrier by the US Navy, that is, the active fighters of the US Navy, from the appearance, and the improved Tomcat fighters equipped by Iraq, there is no difference, the actual flight performance, I don't know.

Rick didn't choose the front-line airfield, because the Tomcat has a full advantage in terms of range, and the airport is the safest here. After all, South Africa does not have AWACS aircraft, and they will rely entirely on the fighters' own radars for this operation.

The ground crew was quickly testing, refueling the plane, hanging the bombs, and two hours later, the fighter was in operational condition.

"Four-plane formation, let's fly around Angola first." Rick said.

Rick was full of fighting spirit, he looked at the Tomcat under the belly, two auxiliary fuel tanks, Sparrow missiles, Sidewinder missiles, have been mounted, such a fighter can abuse those MiG-21 fighters, the only thing that needs to be guarded against is the attack of ground artillery.

Four Tomcat fighters, turning on the afterburner, slid down the runway and soon burst into the sky.

The Pakistan Air Force's strong combat effectiveness and fierce style have completely opened the eyes of the South African Air Force, not to mention that it is at a disadvantage in terms of equipment. Even with an advantage, they did not have such a fighting atmosphere.

Four Tomcat fighters, soaring high into the air, wings spread, entered the cruise flight in the most fuel-efficient way, over Botswana in the north. Enter Angola.

The drop fuel tank was thrown away, and the plane was almost full of fuel, and they had a strong endurance.

As soon as they entered Angola, four MiG-21 fighters of the Cuban Air Force met them.

Their ground-based radar network, found a target, which, judging by the direction of flight, was supposed to be of the South African Air Force, so. They immediately took off to intercept it.

One goal! Four Tomcat fighters, flying in dense formations, are separated by a small distance, therefore, on the screen of the ground radar, it is just a target!

At the same time, there are only long planes, and Rick's radar is on. The other three fighters are all through the guò number jù chain. Synchronously receiving the signals scanned by the radar of the Rick fighter, this function is obtained through the guòAN/ASW27C two-way data number chain.

Now, when the radar found four targets on the opposite side, Rick looked firmly: "For each fighter, assign a target." Use Sparrow missiles, thirty kilometers away, shoot down each other! ”

The Tomcat fighter from the United States is also equipped with the latest AIM-7M missile and is equipped with a new reverse single-pulse seeker. The probability of a single shot hitting is already quite high. Shoot down a couple of lagging MiG-21 fighters, it's too simple.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and on the MiG-21 fighter, Cuban pilot Colonel Henri Martinez is scanning the airspace ahead with his sharp eyes.

The voice of the ground guide came from the headset, the sky here has always been guarded by them, and the South African fighter planes are only beaten!

Under the guidance of the ground, they quickly flew to the combat zone, and now, only more than thirty kilometers away from the target, Colonel Henry, who has good eyesight, can even see with his eyes that there is a shining point of light in the airspace in front of them!

Excellent pilots, in a clear sky, can see the distance of thirty kilometers! Moreover, the MiG-21 fighter can only be detected by sight under the guidance of ground-based radar.

At this moment, that bright spot, suddenly changed, into four bright spots, even at such a distance, he could tell the difference, and the area of the bright spot expanded rapidly.

"Four enemy planes, rice machine formation!" The voice of the radar guide on the ground suddenly became urgent.

"Fight!" Colonel Henry is not afraid, four is four, what are you afraid of, you are also four! He had flipped the switch and was ready to launch the Aphid air-to-air missile under his wing.

"They fired missiles, dodge immediately, dodge immediately!" The sound in the headphones is even more rapid.

What are you kidding, at a distance of thirty kilometers, the other side launched a missile? What does this mean? They use medium-range air-to-air missiles!

South African Air Force, when did it have medium-range missiles?

They don't have any means of countering, they don't have platinum bars, they don't have thermal flares, and the only thing they rely on is their own flying skills.

However, at this time, no matter what maneuver they make, in front of the improved APG-71 radar, they are outright suicidal, and they have no effect except for wasting their precious energy.

The three MiG-21 fighters were hit and exploded in the air, and only Colonel Henry, who had just made up his mind, flew at the opponent's missile, and at the moment when the missile flew, Colonel Henry pressed the operating stick fiercely and passed by the opponent's missile.

Before he could take a single shot, he lost three fighters! This made Colonel Henry very angry, even if the other party was four fighters, he was not afraid, he wanted to avenge his teammates!

At this time, the two sides have approached a range of ten kilometers, Colonel Henry looked at the four fighters flying in front, his eyes were full of hatred, the Cuban Air Force has a strong fighting style, this kind of close-range combat is their best practice, no matter how powerful the other party is, Colonel Henry can also fly behind their buttocks, lock and launch!

He used an early R60 close-range bomb and did not have a head-on attack capability, but when the two sides were flying head-on, the opposite side had already fired a close-range melee bomb.

AIM-9L flew out from under Rick's wing, and there were still fish that slipped through the net! However, three of the four hits, compared to the Vietnam battlefield, the hit rate of the sparrow bullet is already very high.

The seeker of the AIM-9L accurately captured the MiG-21 on the opposite side, and Colonel Henry, seeing that the situation was not good, immediately pulled the operating stick and flew in the direction of the sun.

Unfortunately, this often-practiced maneuver did not save his life, and the AIM-9L accurately hit him in the tail, and at the moment of a rattle from behind, he pulled the ejection device of the seat.

The ejection device of the MiG-21 was extremely complex, and the cockpit canopy turned forward made a lot of preliminary preparations for the ejection, and even so, Colonel Henry ejected it.

The white umbrella flowers bloomed in the air, watching his fighter plane burn and fall, Colonel Henry's mood was extremely complicated.

You can't blame yourself, it's the performance of the opponent's fighter that is too strong!

Just as he was falling, he saw the fighter plane spread its wings and fly slowly towards him.

Rick had a sneer on his face: "Cubans, get out of the African sky!" ”

On the head-up hotline, which was already aimed at the umbrella flower, Rick unceremoniously pressed the red button on the steering stick.

"Buzz." The Vulcan machine gun was activated instantly, and countless bullets flew towards the umbrella flower.

"Don't!" Colonel Henry shouted, watching his parachute, which had been punched out of countless holes, and he accelerated and fell to the ground.

"They took off eight warplanes again!" Said the radar operator in the aft compartment.

"Okay, let's shoot them down again!" Henry said.

As a mercenary, if you shoot down an opponent's warplane, you will be paid 10 million US dollars, anyway, South Africa has gold and diamonds, and they can afford to pay for it.

Now, in this air battle, if you shoot down a dozen fighters, you will have to get hundreds of millions of dollars in compensation.

Rick knew that the country was now undergoing industrialization reforms, and new equipment was constantly being introduced in army building, and the country was very short of money, so he could not only fight the Cubans supported by the Soviets, but also get a large amount of money, so he was even more motivated to fight.

Although there are no more Immortal Bird missiles, it is enough to deal with the backward MiG-21, relying on Sparrows and Sidewinders.

Four Tomcat fighters, continuing to fly forward.

At a distance of thirty kilometers, continuing to intercept and lock on to the target, launching missiles, the flying MiG-21, this time two were shot down, and the remaining six fighters, frantically pounced.

"Retreat." Rick shouted over the radio.

Four Tomcat fighters, the wings folded back in a dashing manner, until the smallest sweep angle, the entire fighter, flying quickly south, broke away from the opposing fighter.

These damn South Africans actually fled! Listening to the voice of the ground radar seeker, the fighter pilots of the MiG-21 formation couldn't help but be angry but helpless.

They wanted to accelerate, but they didn't run as fast as each other, and the other party's acceleration performance was very good.

Just now, they had been flying to the war zone with afterburner, consuming a lot of fuel, and at this time, they had no choice but to return home.

"All attention, ultra-low altitude, let's sneak up on these Cuban planes." Rick shouted over the radio.

Cuban planes rely on backward ground guidance methods, and their radars are very close to the search range for ultra-low-flying targets, and now they have returned home, so their vigilance should be the lowest.

This set of tactics, the Pakistan Air Force has long been very proficient in practice, heard Rick's order, all the fighters, the wings reopened, pushed the operating stick, flew towards a low altitude, and turned at the same time.

This belongs to the Huila Plateau, the terrain is flat, the ground is full of weeds, mainly animal husbandry, and the four Tomcat fighters are close to the ground, and it is extremely easy to fly. (To be continued......)