What kind of threat did the Americans encounter when they entered the side?

Just when the afterburner was driving and desperately turning to catch up with the Sukhoi fighter in front of them in the climb, the two F-15Cs had unknowingly followed Suvorov around most of the circle, and formed a "T" shaped place with the Longyun landline that had been circling in reverse and dodging a wave of "Slammer" attacks!

The "T" type occupies a position, that is, the situation of facing the side of the enemy aircraft, and there can be many interpretations of the advantages and disadvantages of this situation in air combat.

If the current occupancy is analyzed, the F-15C twin aircraft is still thousands of meters away from the Su-27S that is killed in the lateral direction, and at this distance the aerial artillery is completely useless, and the radar-guided missile will also fall into the radial blind zone of the PD mode and cannot be launched; But Long Yun seems to have been prepared for this, and the infrared-guided missiles on the pylons were already impatient, so the Americans' doom came.

At a distance of less than 7,000 meters, the target tail vent observed by the EOS system is very eye-catching, and at this time, any acceleration and occupancy are a bit redundant.

Long Yun's missile salvo completely disrupted the combat rhythm of the Americans.

Just a few seconds ago, the two F-15Cs with full afterburner were still desperately climbing to catch up with the opponent in front of them, and the American pilots used the "Hawk", a high-thrust fighter that the fighter is good at, to try to put the Russians into the "Sidewinder" attack envelope when they changed to circling, and then kill him with one blow; However, even now, I suddenly spotted another "flanker" rushing towards me at three o'clock, and saw the launch smoke rising from under the opponent's wing and the bright light of several missile tails. Major Brown, who was piloting the long plane, immediately shouted over the radio:

"Three o'clock! ――Maintain the course and accelerate in a straight line to avoid! ”

Although it was a little panicked. The Major's reaction was not slow. He was quite decisive in realizing that the current distance between friend and foe was well beyond the melee limit, in other words, he and his wingman were definitely still outside the opponent's AA-11 "Archer" missile attack envelope. In this case, they don't need to panic; As long as they immediately turn to disengagement, then no amount of missiles fired by the Russians will be able to hurt themselves.

This seemingly reasonable, but completely wrong judgment, led the Major to the end of his life and his wingman.

In the clear sky above the vast Black Sea, there are only a few white clouds floating in the sky, and the clear sky background provides the best tracking background for the infrared homing head. The "Eagle" fighter in the eyes of the missile is as conspicuous as a meteor in the night sky at this moment. With the explosive combustion of the thrusters, the R-27T with flamboyant wings accelerated and pounced, like a sharp cross axe that pierced through the air, and crossed the void sky of thousands of meters in an instant.

Explode.

Explosions in a flood of explosions!

One after another, the R-27T, carrying a 33-kilogram warhead, continued to detonate, and the smoke and fire showed an irregular radial pattern in the line of sight, and the fragments of the blasted fighter flew everywhere in the sky.

Faced with the threat of over-the-horizon infrared bombs, the F-15C twin planes, which completely adopted erroneous evasion tactics, were shot one after another, and the tail was blown up beyond recognition by the continuous rod warhead of the R-27T. One after the other, dragging the billowing black smoke tumbling and falling; As the fighter plane completely lost control and the pilot ejected, an inconspicuous gray-white umbrella flower bloomed in the sky. But the other one that was supposed to appear was nowhere to be seen.

One missile salvo to take out two F-15s!

This kind of achievement is a great achievement for anyone, but Long Yun has no intention or time to appreciate it.

For him, the brilliant explosion in the air was just a moment when the digital machinery jumped to "sixty-seven", and now the air is still a two-on-two situation; He needs to immediately switch to the F-15C long plane, which has already been assigned to the bearing, and the Americans have now changed out of the hovering and are flying at high speed on their left front side!

This guy lost his place-occupancy condition after circling in a large radius just now, why is he still flying so fast now?

Not interested in considering the opponent's thoughts, with the high emotion of attacking the enemy and winning, Long Yun immediately used the EOS system to lock the large torch with a straight track at ten o'clock, and the tail vent with full afterburner was almost covered with a thin halo; But after he did this quickly, he glanced at the ranging numbers with a little frustration, and began to regret why he had shot all the over-the-horizon missiles in one go.

The distance is eleven kilometers, the speed is Mach 1.6, what is the matter with this guy who is accelerating from the ground to the level flight, he ......

He's on the run!

Yes, Long Yun's guess can be said to be completely correct.

Piloting a stout heavy twin-engine fighter jet, speeding at an altitude of 7,000 meters, the throttle valve is pushed to the maximum position, the afterburner is fully opened, and all the plug-ins are thrown away; Sitting in the F-15C, which reached Mach 1.6 and was still speeding up wildly, Lieutenant Colonel Johnson's hands were shaking uncontrollably, he couldn't believe his eyes, that terrible "flanker"-

No, that's not true!

It was just now, maintaining supersonic speed to complete a large-radius turn, and the middle correction was ready to pull the rod into a high-strength maneuver, allowing the Russians below to run to the front as a target; But when he had just entered the climb and had not fully pulled up the nose of the plane, he suddenly found the "flanker" in the direction of four o'clock behind him, this blue-white gradient camouflage, a streamlined monster with gray-white smoke, it's-

It just launched a missile?

A little dazed by the current air situation, Johnson was stunned for a moment before following the missile's track to find out who the "Flanker" was attacking; Then he watched as the missiles with bright tail flames and broken through the sky exploded one after another in the sky, and the two "Eagle" fighters under his command turned into flying wreckage with black smoke rising in an instant!

Seeing this incredible sight, the lieutenant colonel obviously did not come back to his senses, wasn't the battle just beginning, and only the first round was played?

This, this situation-

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but forget to control the fighter plane to maneuver, and turned his head to look at the blue and white "flanker" behind him again, this guy-

Ahh

That, that number is-

O Jesus Christ!

This, this can't be, it can't be......

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, the lieutenant colonel trembled and twitched, and even the fighter plane that was being controlled was also tossed and unearthed in the air, and he only felt a hellish scene in front of him at this time, and even his breathing was about to be frightened to stagnation.

"Butcher of the Fighter", "Mad Ivan", "Grim Reaper of the Caucasus"?

- Red Seventeen!

As if he was stuck in the head with a red-hot iron bar, and bursts of Venus appeared in front of him, Johnson's next control was completely out of order, and he was completely piloting the F-15 fighter in his hand with an instinctive desire to survive. In the midst of lightning, the desperate battle on the lofty mountains of the Caucasus resurfaced in his mind, and at the same time, he was full of terrible legends spreading around the wing, the "Grim Reaper" that appeared out of nowhere, General Clark personally ordered the mobilization of hundreds of fighters, but none of them could knock him down to the terrible devil -

"Call! Call the 'counter'! Death, death is coming, Caucasian - damn it, Collins, turn around and retreat, you son of a son - this is the order!

Repeat, find the 'Caucasus Reaper', the 'Caucasus Reaper' in the air! ”

"W-what?!"

On the radio channel, Lieutenant Colonel Johnson howled like a pig, which at first only made the command center dispatcher and his colleagues in the nearby airspace feel a little weird, what happened to this guy who is also a veteran of the battlefield?

However, from the moment they heard the "Caucasus Reaper," from the cockpit of a fighter plane over the Black Sea to the communications center of the NATO Command in Ankara, covering a vast land of thousands of kilometers, all those who knew about the situation in the Caucasus sky from the radio suddenly changed their faces.

In the radio communication just now, someone was shouting "Caucasian Death"?

The "Caucasus Reaper", a terrible name that had terrified all NATO pilots and even refused to fight for it, although it only disappeared from the skies of the Caucasus for more than half a month, made the top and bottom of NATO Central Command breathe a sigh of relief.

But now, through the mouth of an Air Force lieutenant colonel, who was apparently terrified, a terrible and heavy threat came down on everyone's heads again; Not daring to slack off in the panic, the dispatcher immediately connected to another line to report the situation to his superiors, and the commander who received the report from his subordinates couldn't help but change his expression drastically and scolded loudly in the communication channel that had just been tuned:

"Bastard! - Which wing is this idiot? Rumors are court-martialed, you-"

"Hell, you're a bastard! - I swear by a curse, by the name of the Bible, 'Caucasus Death' - God, who will save me! ”

In the face of the commander's severe accusations, the lieutenant colonel was already terrified to the extreme at this time, and he couldn't help but say that there was a burst of scolding and praying in the channel, which made the commander angry and angry.

Fantasizing that the hideous "Grim Reaper" was behind him, already raising a huge scythe covered in blood and letting out a deafening laugh, Johnson's control was completely irrational, and now he just wanted to accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again, preferably flying faster than a missile!

In this way, completely ignoring the frightening speed of Mach 2.4 in his hand, the F-15C was frantically fleeing, and the two F100 engines were about to be burned and scrapped by his violent control.

There are fighters fleeing like rockets, and they are still running for their lives over the Black Sea; However, after it was determined that the "Grim Reaper" had reappeared, after a brief period of shock and confusion, the huge NATO warplanes immediately responded most violently.

Utterly hysterical, the commander's order was issued to all units in the theater of operations:

"Attention units, attention units! Red alert, the airspace where the target is located is 9630, and all units performing interception tasks in the adjacent airspace will immediately access Channel 5 and go out to intercept in accordance with the unified command of the 'counter'! (To be continued......)