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A Stinger missile flew into the sky and flew towards the Su-25 fighter plane, which was frantically attacking them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo≦≧

"Scorpion, there are missiles in the direction of three o'clock, pay attention to evade." At this time, the long plane next to the target spotted the rapidly rising fire on the ground, and immediately alerted his wingman, and at the same time, he pressed the lever and turned the nose of the plane towards the place where the missile was launched.

Damn the Iranians, how dare you launch missiles! The pilot calmed down and pressed the weapon launch button.

A rocket launch nest on the outside of the left wing again spat out tongues of fire, turning all within a hundred meters of the area where the missiles were launched into a sea of fire.

The Iranian who fired the missile was completely wiped out, but the missile was still flying fast.

The pilot, codenamed Scorpion, also discovered the missile at this time, he took a deep breath, and at the same time began to make an S-shaped maneuver, the Su-25 is a subsonic strike aircraft, and the engine does not have an afterburner, so he can't lift the speed of the fighter, however, the Su-25 is a fairly flexible fighter, and the tail nozzle has been treated to suppress infrared radiation.

While maneuvering, the scorpion also released infrared decoys outward, leaving behind the short and stout Su-25 fighter, leaving a row of brilliant fireworks that gradually fell. ≦

However, the Su-25's various means, still did not deceive the Stinger, the second generation of the Stinger missile's cooled cone-scanning infrared automatic guidance warhead, which can provide all-round detection and self-guidance capabilities, this missile does not have to face the tail nozzle of the aircraft, can carry out a head-on attack, those simple infrared decoy bombs, can not interfere with it.

"Boom!" The Stinger missile accurately hit the vicinity of the cockpit of the Su-25, and suddenly, the scorpion felt a light in front of him, and he closed his eyes in time.

In the roar of the engines, he seemed to hear the sound of the explosive fragmentation warhead of the Stinger missile in full bloom, hitting the cockpit around the cockpit and colliding with metal, but. The plane was still flying at level.

When he opened his eyes, the scorpion saw that in front of his dashboard, except for the light with a faulty airspeed tube flashing, the rest were the same as before, and he moved the lever again, and the plane was still moving as usual, and he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, his own fighter. Actually withstood the attack of the Stinger missile!

Su-25 as a front-line attack aircraft. ≦≧ ground support, it has good low-altitude and low-speed performance, and can cooperate with armed helicopters. Compared to the fragile battlefield survivability of helicopter gunships, the Su-25 is simply a flying tank. It has 24 mm thick titanium ballistic panels on the bottom and around the cockpit, and the flight control surfaces are driven by push-pull rods. The engine is housed in a cabin made of stainless steel sheets, and the fuel tanks are filled with flame-retardant foam. The Stinger missile has only a three-kilogram warhead and cannot pose a lethal threat to the Su-25.

"Scorpion, immediately withdraw from the battle and return to base." The pilot of the long plane looked at his own wingman, who had survived the attack of the Stinger, and immediately gave the order.

"Yes." The scorpion replied over the radio that all the rockets he was carrying had been fired, but. Before he returned, he had to vent again!

At the same time as the turn, the 30-mm double-barreled cannon at the front of the Su-25 fighter jet spat out tongues of fire again at the car on the road.

The cars on the highway were blown up one by one and caught fire.

Iranian soldiers at this time. All of them lay on the dirt slope next to the road, not daring to move, their faces were pale, listening to the screams of their comrades who were unfortunately hit, and looking at the fire on the road. ≦≧ they know that this is the real war. It is to be sacrificed with blood.

There were a few fighters who had begun to vomit uncontrollably.

Finally, the plane flew away.

Division Commander Wahari raised his head and looked at the Tehran Air Base in the darkness in the distance, at this time, the gunfire there had already thinned out, which made him even more worried, could it be that the airfield had been taken by the Iraqis?

Your mission is to retake the airport! Gathering confidence, Vahari ordered: "Immediately march to the airbase, our compatriots are waiting for us to come to the rescue!" ”

He kicked up a soldier with all his might, and told them to get up and continue the fight, in which case gentle persuasion was not as effective as kicking them with big feet.

Sure enough, the soldiers were kicked awake, they remembered that they had been trained by instructors, that their country was occupied by the hateful Iraqis, and that now, the Iraqis are taking their capital, and they need to be brave enough to fight!

They patted the dust off their bodies, picked up their weapons, and followed in the footsteps of their commander. ≦≧

Only a very small number of Iranian soldiers who were under too much psychological pressure chose to slip away quietly in the night, their bodies were still stained with the blood of their comrades-in-arms, they were already afraid, and they flinched.

"Quick, run forward." The cars were almost destroyed, the road in front of them was blown up, and they had to use their legs to rush to the airbase, fortunately only two thousand meters away.

"Stop." Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, there was the sound of footsteps.

Running at the front was the sharp knife platoon of the 138th Division, and they spotted people running from the opposite side, but because the night was dark, they didn't find out until the other side approached.

Pulling the bolt, they tightened their grip on the guns, and perhaps, the next moment, they were going to engage the Iraqis.

At this time, a voice came from the other side: "My own people, I am the airport guard, and the airport has been taken by the Iraqis." "The man who came said it was in Persian.

It was also Iranians who came to run, and seeing that the situation was not good at the airport, they did not hold on, and immediately ran east, just in time to meet the reinforcements. ≦≧

Hearing that he had met his own people in front of him, Wahari immediately brought them to him.

However, when he saw this person, Vahari was disappointed, the other party's eyes were glazed, his hands were still a little trembling, and he was obviously frightened, such a person, I am afraid that he would be a deserter at the beginning of the battle, how much can he know?

"How's the airport going?" Vahari asked.

"The sky was full of parachutes, and there were thousands of people on the other side, and our guards were all killed by them." The man said in a trembling voice.

A troop of several thousand people? Wahari was a little surprised, the troops he brought were also thousands of people, and the other party was able to kill the entire airport guard force so quickly and capture the airport, proving that the other party has a strong combat capability, but, I have never heard of so many airborne troops in Iraq, that is, there are so many airborne troops, where are there so many transport planes?

However, the gunfire, which had become sparse, proved that the troops of the airport guard were almost completely wiped out.

What to do? Wahari intuitively felt that even if his troops went up, they might not be able to recapture the airport, but this was the first combat mission for his own troops since its establishment, so should he just give up?

Wahari turned his head, only to find that the sound of constant fighting had also begun in the distance in the city of Tehran.

There, that's where the government and the Ministry of Defense are located!

Your own fighters, in battle, yourself, must also bravely carry out the orders of their superiors! He was ashamed of his hesitation.

"The whole division advanced in battle sequence, ready to engage the Iraqis at any moment, the 1st Brigade, attacking from the east of the airfield, the 2nd Brigade, from the south of the airfield, the 3rd Brigade, from the north of the airfield, we launched a heavy blow to the Iraqis from three directions, before dawn, to recapture our airfield! For the glory of Iran, for the defense of our homeland, fight bravely, my children! ”

"Yes!" Wahari's words boosted the morale of his subordinates, who clenched their weapons and began to attack the Tehran airbase in the darkness ahead.

"I order you to immediately form into the sharp knife platoon of the 1st Brigade, and go with our team to destroy the Iraqis!" Wahari said when he saw the shivering deserter from the airport guards.

"Yes." The soldier suddenly perked up, as if he had been infected by the atmosphere just now, and ran forward.

No one saw it, after he ran a few steps, he suddenly took out a sweet potato-like thing from his body, it was an M68 grenade, he ran while holding the bullet body with his right hand, and the tiger's mouth pressed the fuse, and then, with his left hand, he pulled out the pull ring, and the tiger's mouth with his right hand continued to hold the fuse, and stopped suddenly, he turned his head, and threw it hard towards the direction just now.

Go to hell! Iranian! He cursed inwardly.

Since the soldiers were nervously preparing to fight, because it was very dark, no one noticed his actions, and after throwing it out, he immediately exerted his strength and ran quickly into the darkness.

Wahari heard the sound of something at his feet, and then he smelled the burning of a grenade fuse.

While in the air, the fuse of the grenade has been bounced off, the restriction of the firing pin is lifted, the fire cap is hit, the delay is ignited, the grenade falls accurately at the feet of Wahari, and in another second, the grenade will explode.

This kind of grenade has a kill radius of 15 meters!

Oops, calculated! Wahari reacted, this iron sweet potato was thrown by the soldier just now, he is not an airport guard at all, he is an Iraqi paratrooper!

Just now he wanted to scare himself with a few words and delay his attack, but it didn't work, so he wanted to kill himself, Wahari figured it out in an instant, these newly recruited soldiers of his own, really didn't have too high ability to do things, and they didn't know to search him first!

The smoking grenade was at his feet, and even if he fell down immediately, he would probably be blown to pieces.

Unwilling!

This proves that the situation on the airport is not as bad as imagined, and their own troops will definitely be able to recapture the airport, but unfortunately, they have been calculated!