"Report to the Chief of Staff, the 32nd Detachment of the Radar Unit of the Peshawar Military District, which is on combat readiness duty, please instruct." Senior Warrant Officer Khamis stood tall and spoke loudly to Mhammad.

Today their military appearance is very good, and Khamis is still trembling with excitement in his voice when he speaks.

Mhammad's eyes swept over these people, they were well dressed and the team was neat, but...

"Is this your battle station? Go back to Lao Tzu! Mhammad spoke unceremoniously: "You are not a guard of honor, you are radar soldiers, radar soldiers!" The state raises you, so you guard the radar, not here! ”

Mhammad's words immediately embarrassed the accompanying Kremi, this order to welcome the procession was given by Kremi himself, which can reflect the respect and love for the chief of staff, how can this chief of staff, why don't you like it?

Of course Mhammad doesn't like it, it's a time of war, not peace! Mhammad didn't really want to alarm anyone, he just wanted to come and see, but when Crimea found out, he must follow.

These sycophants must be resolutely removed! Mhammad prefers to see the soldiers sweating and shirtless in the hot radar room, still standing by the radar, only standing and saluting when Mhammad comes.

Mhammad's words embarrassed Crimemi, but he immediately won the respect of these radar soldiers, who knew that the chief of staff in front of them was not a showman, but a practical worker, and his achievements in Afghanistan were enough to make each of them idolatry.

The soldiers who lined up to welcome them immediately ran back to the radar room, and Mhammad looked at the sky line and began to turn, his face pale.

"We are equipped with American-made air defense radars here. The detection range is 150 kilometers, and at the same time it is equipped with a guidance system, which can guide the air force in combat. Krimi, with a bored face, introduced him to Mhammad as he walked into the radar station.

The electricity is generated by the radar station itself, and in such a remote mountainous area, the wires cannot be pulled. The diesel generators were roaring incessantly, and there was some noise in the radar room.

Several circular display screens, in front, radar soldiers in ceremonial clothes are observing the rotating straight line, when a plane flies, there will be a bright spot on the display screen, at this time, they have to notify the Peshawar Military Region fighters, emergency take-off. Guide the fighter to the correct course until it engages the enemy.

"It's time to install air conditioning here." "When I go back, I'll coordinate with the logistics department," Mhammad said. ”

Hearing Mhammad say this, all the officers and soldiers wanted to applaud, as radar soldiers stationed in the mountains, they endured loneliness, even the environment was so bad, the heat emitted by electronic components. Turning it into an oven, they've been applying for air conditioning for two years. But it has never been approved.

Just then, the phone rang.

Khamis took the phone, listened to two sentences, and immediately said: "Report to the Chief of Staff, Peshawar, looking for your phone number." ”

Is the call coming here? Mhammad took the phone. There was the sound of radio interference, as well as the familiar voice: "Your Excellency Mhammad, I'm Fahim, and we have spotted four Soviet planes flying low over the Wakhan corridor. It's like invading Pakistan, and under their wings, there are bombs hanging on them! ”

In Peshawar, there is a special line to contact the Free Afghan Army, and when Fahim connects the radio, the receiver transfers the call to Makrako, but there is no way, the person who speaks inside only believes the chief of staff, and he must talk to Mhammad.

The planes of the Soviets, flying through the Wakhan corridor, with bombs with them! It's definitely here to bomb Pakistan!

The opponent flew over the mountains at an ultra-low altitude, and even if there were more radars here, they could not detect it, and only early warning aircraft could detect fighters flying at ultra-low altitudes.

Thankfully, Fahim informed himself in time!

"The Soviets are about to invade our airspace, order the 15 Squadron at Peshawar Air Base to take off the fighters immediately!"

Mhammad's words made everyone nervous at once, the Soviets' planes were about to invade, and their own radar still didn't find anything!

Peshawar Air Base.

Sharp sirens echoed over the base, and Anwar Hussein and Amjad al-Assad, who were on combat readiness duty, lifted their flight caps and hurried towards their planes.

Pakistan's air force is modeled after the formation of the United States, and a flying squadron has more than 20 fighters, but it is impossible for these fighters to be on standby, some are in hangars for maintenance, and some are conducting training, but in extraordinary times, there will be combat readiness on duty at any time.

The silver fuselage, the hollow nose air intake, and the wing knives above the wings indicate that this is a very ancient fighter, a J-6 fighter supported from Eastern countries.

The history of this fighter can be traced back to the Indo-Pakistani War in 1965, when the West imposed sanctions on Pakistan, and Pakistan could no longer obtain Western fighters.

After almost twenty years, this kind of fighter has long been backward, not even a second-generation fighter, and the halo on this fighter is the first supersonic fighter, which seems to have no chance of winning in the face of advanced Soviet fighters.

However, the Pakistani Air Force soldiers wrote a triumphant song with blood, proving that the great saying that it is still people who decide the outcome of the war!

After the lifting of the ban in the West, the Pakistan Air Force added missiles to the J-6 fighters, and the AIM-9P Sidewinder missiles under the wings are the main weapons of Pakistan's J-6, and the NP-30 cannon is also a large-caliber cannon, as long as it can hit a shell, it can damage the enemy aircraft.

"Quick, quick!" The two of them quickly ran onto the plane, pedaled the ladder, stepped into the cockpit, and then followed the ground crew, watched the cockpit cover slide to the front, and then made sure that the safety was locked.

The ground crew came down from the ladder and moved the ladder, and a flame appeared in the tail of the two Jian-6, and the two turbojet-6 engines were started and the brakes were released. The two J-6s began to slowly glide towards the tarmac.

"Peshawar, request for formation to take off." Hussein, the long plane, shouted over the radio.

"You can take off." The sound of the tower came from the headphones.

Hussein turned on the afterburner, and the engine in the tail burst out with a power of 32,000 N, pushing the J-6 forward rapidly.

Feeling the horizon on both sides of the globe rushing by, Hussein gently pulled the lever back without looking down at the instrument. The entire Jian-6 suddenly became light, and the wheels had already left the runway.

Bashar in the back followed Hussein and pulled up together.

"Throw the drop tank." Bashar followed Hussein closely, and as soon as he flew off the airport runway, Hussein's order came from the headset.

As a wingman, he had to faithfully carry out the orders of the long plane, and although the act of throwing the auxiliary fuel tank seemed stupid, Bashar immediately pressed a switch on the right.

The turbojet engine is a super fuel-efficient engine, and the J-6 has a limited airframe. The fuel load is not high, so almost every J-6 will have three auxiliary fuel tanks, and when flying, the oil in the auxiliary fuel tank will be used first, and the auxiliary fuel tank will be thrown down until it is exhausted or an enemy aircraft is found.

And now, just after takeoff, throw the drop fuel tank. It's the first time. Hussein's purpose in doing this is to make a quick volley! Only the drop fuel tank was thrown away. to be able to pull it up quickly!

Three auxiliary fuel tanks swayed down from under the wings and fuselage at the same time, and the fuselage climbed up quickly with a light slightness.

Although the J-6 seems to be very backward, one of the advantages of the J-6 is that all aircraft cannot compare. When the auxiliary fuel tank is thrown away, the J-6 has an unparalleled thrust-to-weight ratio!

The thrust-to-weight ratio is the ratio of the thrust of the engine to the weight of the aircraft, the larger the thrust-to-weight ratio, the more power the aircraft has, if it exceeds one. Then the plane will be able to climb effortlessly.

The engine of the J-6 is very backward, but the fuselage is light, compared with the MiG-23, Su-24 and other variable-swept wing aircraft, the advantage is still obvious, even compared with the F-16 such a third-generation aircraft, low-altitude dogfight also has a great opportunity.

Now, throwing away the auxiliary fuel tanks, the advantages of the J-6 were brought into full play, and soon the climb to two thousand meters, Hussein leveled the plane.

"Maklako, request for targeting." Hussein shouted over the radio.

The atmosphere in the Maklako radar station was highly tense, and the fighters taking off from the Peshawar base in the rear had already appeared on the radar screen, but the shadow of the enemy aircraft still did not appear.

Where exactly are the enemy planes? Khamis began to suspect that Mhammad had made a mistake.

"Report, still no target found." Crimea said to Mhammad.

"Guide the 15 Squadron fighters to fly in the direction of the Wakhan corridor." Mhamad said he firmly believed in Fahim's warning, and at the same time, he believed in his own judgment.

The other party must still be flying along the Wakhan corridor! When they are about to get close to their target, they will pull up and appear on their radar screen.

"At three o'clock, five thousand at height." The guide immediately gave the order to guide.

"Understood." With the sound coming from the radio, the two points of light began to climb higher and turn at the same time.

Almost unblinking, staring at the radar screen, Krimi felt his heart beat faster.

Suddenly, four bright spots appeared on the radar screen, the friend or foe recognizer did not answer, it was an enemy aircraft!

"At three o'clock, four enemy planes were spotted, at a distance of fifteen and at a speed of seven hundred!" With Crimi's words, the atmosphere instantly became tense to the extreme.

"Order, shoot down the invading Soviet plane!" Mhammad said loudly. (To be continued......)

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