The so-called "the more enemy planes fight, the less they fight" is really not a joke for JASDF.

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Lieutenant Colonel Vinson's mouth.

At this moment, the lieutenant colonel thought that if this style of play continued, the Japanese F-4EJ, F-15J, and perhaps F-2 fighters would soon be exhausted; When the new batch of F-15C arrives at the port, the problem of upgrading the fighters that these guys are worried about can be solved at once, but what kind of "upgrade" is this, the old ones are all spelled out and then directly replaced with new ones?

This kind of thinking, no matter how you look at it, is just a complete fantasy, and the fighters can be replenished when they are exhausted, but where can experienced pilots find them.

Sympathizing with JASDF's predicament, but his duty did not allow him to show this feeling, Mark Vinson just casually perfunctory the resentment of the Japanese, while deliberately emphasizing that "even if the F-15J is completed as scheduled, the combat training of the Air Self-Defense Force cannot be fully rolled out, and if the tactics are not changed, simply replacing the active radar-guided missile will not be of much help to the war situation"; These words that sounded like pretexts naturally made Nakamura Sosa and the others present very dissatisfied, but since they were acting as servants under the hands of the Americans, these feelings could only end up in the end.

After the meeting ended at the JASDF base at night, and in the end there was no substantive commitment to the air force, and Lieutenant Colonel Vincent, who had limited powers, quickly boarded a UH-60 helicopter with his colleagues and left the brightly lit airport tarmac.

On the night after the outbreak of the war, the Tokyo metropolitan area, which was screened by the U.S. military stationed in Japan, was basically safe. Except for the occasional Russian cruise* missile, which pierces the night sky and drags the flames of death down from the sky. This megacity with a population of more than 10 million is still on track. The JASDF base in the suburbs is also not illuminated, and the fighting seems a little far away.

With the roar of the engines in his ears and the base below fading away, Lieutenant Colonel Vincent, who was holding the handle of the engine room, began to talk to the quartermaster sitting next to him, and he first heard a question:

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, since the Japanese are so hopeful that they will get new missiles, shall we simply give them some?"

"Oh. Just say 'Slammer', of course. ”

As he spoke, he stuffed his handbag behind his buttocks, and his expressionless face was different from when he met the Japanese, and now Mark Vinson put on a very helpless smile, "However, if there is no problem with the modification of fighters and the placement of missiles, whether they can exert the combat power of 'Slammer' is another matter entirely." Mr. Major. If you think about it, the Air Self-Defense Force has long been training based on a combination of 'Eagle' and 'Sparrow'. The process of carrying out the mission is also set in stone, which is not at all the same as the situation in our army; Now that the Russians are overwhelmed with fighter planes, how can they have the time and energy to let these guys complete their training in a good time and then go into defensive warfare?

This process will take at least three months for me to know, but now...... Hey, I think JASDF has a hard time holding out for three weeks. ”

"Three weeks ......?"

Unlike Lieutenant Colonel Vincennes, who was familiar with the situation on the ground, the civilian officer from the command obviously lacked knowledge of the course of the war, and naturally reacted with a look of surprise:

"Is the situation so bad, Lieutenant Colonel Vincennes?

Although it is said...... I can probably guess the above idea, some units of the Seventh Air Force are now shrinking around Tonkin," said the officer, raising his hand and drawing in a circle in the air, "this is the farthest from the Russians, and the fighting in other places may be more intense; However, as far as I know, the combat power of the Air Self-Defense Force should be okay, at least not much inferior to the Turkish Air Force in terms of numbers, and now you can't count on them? ”

"Why can't you count on them, aren't you using them as cannon fodder now?"

While watching the helicopter roar into flight, the non-commissioned officer pilot in the passenger seat turned around and came over.

Unlike the officers in the immediate subordinate units who could not be provoked, the guys in the aviation team knew the good temper of technical officers, and now when they heard the conversation between the two, they couldn't help but shout out against the sound of the "boom" engine; Although he served in the US military base in Japan, he did not have a good impression of the country, and the sergeant actually had an indifferent attitude towards the war in the Far East, of course, it could only be revealed after the order to retreat was ordered from above.

said casually, but ruthlessly told the truth, glancing at the black pilot in the passenger seat, Mark Vinson shook his head as if he couldn't agree:

"Cannon fodder? It's not appropriate to say that, Sergeant Janis Turner,"

Glancing at the name tag on the soldier's chest, Lieutenant Colonel Vincent's voice quickened a little, "In the current situation, as the major said, we have indeed concentrated most of our forces in the Tokyo area, and the rest of the area is under the responsibility of the JASDF; But isn't this exactly what it should be, don't forget that this is still the land of the Japanese, of course they have to fight for it, and it has nothing to do with 'cannon fodder' or anything. ”

"Well, Lieutenant Colonel Vincent, that's true.

However, the strength of the Russians on the other side is not what it used to be, and it is not the same thing to say that they do not admit it, but in fact, the Air Self-Defense Force is indeed on the front line now, and they do not have any advanced weapons in their hands, tsk......"

"Advanced weapons, do you mean 'Slammer'?"

Speaking of the AIM-120 and the modification of the F-15J, Mark Vinson, who was indifferent to the air base just now, has something to say, in fact, he knows very well that the Japanese requirements cannot be met, and this has nothing to do with fighter modification or unwarranted tactical training:

"Alright, guys, how about I settle the score?

Putting aside anything else, let's just say that JASDF's fighter weapon rearmament, one F-15J ammunition base is four AIM-120Bs, and one base definitely does not meet the requirements for combat readiness; It is conceivable that if the Air Self-Defense Force's 200 Hawks, oh, maybe not so many now, more than 100 are all equipped with advanced active radar-guided missiles, the number will definitely exceed 1,000.

Frankly, I certainly wouldn't leak it unintentionally, but you can think for yourself if the United States has such ample production capacity to cope with the large number of warplanes in Western Europe and Arabia! Hum. ”

"Oh...... Is that so? ”

Several people in the helicopter were a little surprised by Lieutenant Colonel Vincent's statement, these soldiers who were used to crawling around on the front line of the battlefield or sitting in the office really couldn't think of such a thing as production capacity for a while.

However, if you think about it along this line of thought, in fact, the difficulties are also obvious, air-to-air missiles, especially active radar-guided missiles, are of course not as easy and endless mass production as iron bombs, and now the world is full of Russian fighters that are frantically attacking, it is conceivable that the United States will not have much spare capacity to provide to friendly forces to squander, probably this is the reason why the US military has not been fully equipped with the "Slammer" since the outbreak of the war?

Hey, if you think about it a little more pessimistically, providing ARHM to the Japanese is not only a squander, it is simply a waste, how long can such a limited air force as JASDF last in front of the overwhelming sea of Ivan, this is a difficult question to answer!

In just a few words, everyone here was persuaded that the pitch-black Sikorsky UH-60 flew smoothly all the way, and the US military personnel who were far away from the air base seemed to have reached a consensus.

Of course, speculation about the future and fate of the Air Self-Defense Force will not be known to the Japanese who are still stranded around the base.

In the dark of night, in such a night of war crisis, the glittering megacity of Tokyo is still full of energy, indifferent to the country's fortune, or just numb because of powerlessness, and the citizens of Tokyo who have been busy all day are still engaged in a bizarre nightlife; The brightly lit hypermarkets, the heated taverns, all seemed to be the same as the usual, except for the soldiers who personally participated in the war, no one seemed to be able to feel the heavy clouds accumulated over the archipelago, and the lingering smell of war.

Of course, even in the vicinity of this drowsy city, the smell of the barracks is a completely different taste.

"Sakai-kun, give me your glass."

It was nearly midnight, and Hiroyoshi Nishizawa, a 1st Class Air Captain of the 201st Flying Team of the Air Self-Defense Force, who was temporarily staying at a base in a corner of Tokyo near Yokohama, was holding out a hand to the pilot sitting at the table.

Looking at the pilot of the same team nested in the chair, JASDF Second Rank Captain Saburo Sakai, the tall pilot's slightly slender face showed a little disapproval, as a pilot, he has never advocated drinking, but when he returned to the base after the mission tonight, he found that his comrades-in-arms were low, and he was holding a small white porcelain cup and pouring himself a drink, so he would naturally stop it.

"Wine glasses? Rules, you didn't see it clearly, I just drank this. ”

"Not at all, don't drink any more; We're going back to the army early tomorrow morning, and the next mission will be even more difficult, so it's better not to drink anymore. ”

In response to Saburo Sakai's rebuttal and an old friend, and two noncommittal criticisms, Nishizawa Hiroshi went to change clothes and wash himself.

At night, there was silence at the Air Self-Defense Force training base, and Air Captain Nishizawa, who was standing by the window of the dormitory bathroom brushing his teeth, pricked up his ears, except for the friction between the toothbrush and his teeth, but he seemed to hear a faint dull whistling sound. (To be continued......)