Chapter Fifty-Six: Encounter with the Warthog

The sharp sound of the alarm made Long Yun suddenly sober up.

I've just woken up from sleep, and I'm going to attack! After making eye contact with the doctor who tilted his head to look at him, Long Yun lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.

An alarm is an order, and this is not the time to talk about men and women; Putting on his shirt and pants, Long Yun quickly ran out of the corridor and outside, running towards the tall camouflage tent that had been erected.

Originally, the alarm sound was not urgent, but to Long Yun's ears, it was quite poignant, and he knew quite well in his heart that every sortie was a call for the pilot to face death. Although he didn't have much sense of presence, he intuitively realized that whether it was the fighters he shot down or his comrades who died in the mission, these deaths were absolutely real.

According to his memory, he ran into the tent that was used as a temporary hangar, checked the anti-load suit and other personal equipment, and Long Yun saw that the familiar red No. 13 MiG was fully armed and ready to attack at this time; However, the somewhat deformed air intake is still the same, and it seems that there is no way to repair it under field maintenance conditions.

According to his request, two R-27T infrared-guided medium-range missiles were on the innermost hardpoints of the wings, and two R-73s on one side of the outer hardpoints.

The mechanic had already helped him start the engine, quickly climbed and jumped into the cockpit, and Long Yun browsed the target of today's sortie.

What kind of mission is it this time? Oh, a typical interception operation.

After the formations lifted off in turn, according to the ground guidance information, several MiG-29s led by Long Yun flew in a dense formation at a low altitude and quickly flew to the southwest.

I don't know if it was his previous order or the arrangement of the command center, Long Yun, his wingman, and several other MiG-29s were all in a low-altitude and high-speed raid, and when they flew less than 200 kilometers away from the base, they suddenly spotted the NATO attack aircraft flying in a dense formation in front of them.

Due to strong electronic interference, the signal on the radar was bright but not very clear, and when he heard the report of other people mixing noise in the headphones, Long Yun tried it himself, and sure enough, he couldn't make the N019 radar enter a locked state. The display screen is full of dotted chaotic echoes, and Long Yun's repeated adjustments have not improved, and N019's anti-jamming ability is just like that, fortunately, the ground guidance information can still be received: their target is not far ahead, and it is about to enter visual contact.

At this time, the sky was quite clear, and the good visibility made the ground scenery of the fighter planes clear and discerning, and Long Yun vaguely spotted the intermittent traffic moving through the sparse woodland, as well as the field positions that occasionally appeared in the line of sight.

After lowering the altitude further, he could even clearly see the off-road trucks on the road and the "Doyle M1" missile launch system being scattered on the temporary position.

Perhaps, there is a fierce battle going on on the front not far behind, and these incoming attack aircraft are also forced by the call of NATO ground forces to have no choice; Otherwise, after experiencing terrible losses in the early days of the war, NATO would have learned the Warsaw Pact's tight anti-aircraft fire network, and would not normally send attack aircraft to carry out such a risky mission in broad daylight.

It is not known where the enemy aircraft escorting these attack aircraft are?

Long Yun carefully observed the radar display, and he found that the NATO fighters waiting for the opportunity were at an altitude of about 5,000 meters at an unknown distance, apparently trying to attract the attention of the interceptors and provide the attack planes with the conditions to sneak deep into the battle line.

Flying further, when he could barely see the formation of enemy planes with the naked eye, Long Yun issued an order to his comrades; After climbing a moderate altitude and increasing speed, they launched all the medium-range missiles they carried at a distance of about twenty-three thousand meters.

Judging by the interference they have received, it seems that the enemy aircraft formation is equipped with electronic jamming aircraft, or they are all equipped with electronic countermeasures pods. But Long Yun still ordered a salvo of medium-range missiles, and to deal with these clumsy attack aircraft, the R-27 series of missiles can be said to be tailor-made; Even if the R-27R cannot be irradiated due to interference, the R-27T with an infrared head will be able to gain something.

After using the medium-range missile, the remaining enemy planes will be dealt with in close combat.

After the missile salvo was completed, Long Yun ordered the rest of the fighters to continue to accelerate their climb and prepare to confront the NATO fighters that came to escort the escort, while he himself and his wingmen kept flying at a low altitude, planning to rush up and line up to shoot those attack planes that had no ability to resist.

However, just as he was climbing with all his might, with his unique intuition and keen observation, Long Yun discovered the target in the distant sky. A thin and vague figure, as if it were a few F-16s!

NATO fighters ambushed at low altitudes?

Those approaching fighters were heading to intercept the climbing MiG formation, and at this time, their communication with their teammates had been disrupted, and they could not send this vital message.

Suddenly realizing that this might be a trap, Long Yun's mind quickly thought about a solution; But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of a perfect solution. Now that the shape of the battle is so urgent, although Long Yun has the intention to cover his comrades who have fallen into the middle of the battle, but reason tells him that at this time, it is the best choice to give priority to the attack aircraft.

Pushing the throttle to the maximum, after a short delay, Long Yun's landline burst out with strong momentum in an instant, he accelerated and rushed forward, and soon approached the NATO fighter formation that had already found a fighter attacking in front of him and was turning to evade.

Seeing those panicked dark green silhouettes, the stubby fuselage and the engine nacelles suspended in the tail, Long Yun recognized that they were the four A-10 attack planes nicknamed "Warthog".

Those ugly and bloated A-10s, apparently carrying a large number of ground attack weapons, although the flight performance is really not very good, once flying over the ground forces, can cause quite terrible casualties.

In that case, let's do it quickly!

Long Yun's rapid approach successfully lured NATO's escort fighters, and they abandoned their high-altitude targets one after another and rushed towards Long Yun's twin planes, but the time was already half a beat slower.

While alternating between irregular barrel rolling and Yoyo, and seizing the opportunity in such an almost frantic rhythm, Long Yun rushed forward in this way, showing his cold butcher knife to the "warthogs" who were desperately running away in fear.

The NATO fighter planes that came to intercept him obviously discovered Long Yun's threat, and fighters constantly used dive tactics to attack him, but the "Sidewinder" missiles flying by could not pose any threat to Long Yun.

At this time, Long Yun's flight altitude was less than 1,500 meters, and although the dense atmosphere limited the maximum speed of the fighter, it also gave the wings abundant usable lift, allowing Long Yun to continuously carry out large overload maneuvers on the horizontal plane, and the oncoming missiles could not keep up with the ghostly MiG-29 at all.

After shaking two missiles in succession, Long Yun found that he had approached the rear of the enemy aircraft formation, a distance of less than six thousand meters, and the R-73 already had a fairly high probability of hitting the subsonic attack target.

Without the slightest hesitation, just before the enemy planes were about to disperse and flee, Long Yun fired four missiles in turn while swinging the fighters.