Chapter 740: An Illusory Prospect
The F-16 "Fighting Falcon", is a very standard single-engine light fighter.
Although it is a light aircraft, Long Yun does not have any contempt for it, he is very aware of the advantages and disadvantages of this kind of lightweight and sharp fighter, in fact, this guy's fighting ability is very strong.
If you drive the Su-27S in its original state to fight the F-16, objectively speaking, Long Yun is not very optimistic about this issue, which is why he generally avoided fighting with the "Fighting Falcon" in close quarters, after all, the Su-27S with a wide body and weight is average in agility, and after all, there is still a certain gap with the F-16, a light fighter with low drag and low wing load.
But now, with an air combat thrust-to-weight ratio that is almost equivalent to the old enemy F-15C, the tactic of relying on energy superiority to oppress the opponent can also be implemented, and Long Yun's spiral climb this time is very decisive.
Anyway, now as long as you work harder, you can just run away, don't think too much about storing oil or something!
As the nose of the plane was raised and the afterburner was opened, the Sukhoi fighter flying close to the ground suddenly moved away from the ground and circled all the way to the right; The two "Fighting Falcons" that were chasing the target were naturally clearly seen by the target, and seeing that the radar had quickly completed the tracking and locking, the Turkish pilots were suddenly a little at a loss -- what should they do at this time, should they wait for the fire control system to give a prompt and launch immediately, or should they get closer and then fire steadily?
The Turkish pilot, who is hardly skilled but well-trained, did not have doubts out of thin air, and he was well aware that the on-board fire control system was not a panacea, but had certain limitations.
For example, the F-16C "Fighting Falcon" that is being piloted now has a very powerful function of the on-board fire control computer. If, after solving, it turns out that the conditions for missile launch are not met. The pilot will also be instructed how to maneuver and change the flight status of the carrier aircraft to meet the requirements. But here's the problem. After all, the fire control computer does not have human intelligence, and the conclusion of the calculation also has a premise, that is, "if the target remains in its current state, then it is in the attack envelope of the missile" -- but in the fierce fight, who would be stupid to keep the flight state unchanged all the time?
Although the Turks did not know that the "flanker" they were facing had lost weight, they also judged that the enemy planes had little fuel left at this time, and their low-altitude maneuverability would be stronger.
If you don't deal with it and get pushed around by your opponent, you're in real trouble!
He was quite afraid of the counterattack against enemy planes. The "Fighting Falcon" commander then made a quick decision and ordered the wingman not to be impatient, to continue to pursue sideways with him, and to put the target closer before attacking. In this way, the gray fighters that accelerated by dives continued to sprint all the way, and the two F-16Cs, which had a speed of more than 500 knots, endured the shaking of the fuselage brought by the high speed, and soon approached the red star "flanker" in the sky along the arc route.
In the pilot's line of sight, the fire control computer's "Allow firing" prompt had been flashing on the heads-up display for several seconds; With the push of a finger, a slender "Sidewinder" missile immediately ignited from the wingtip of the wingman and flew away.
However, just as the missile was launched, the white No. 20 in the sky was about to complete a 180-degree turn, almost heading in the direction of the incoming missile; Suddenly realizing this, the bearded pilot in the cockpit roared with his eyes wide open. However, there was no way to inform the "rattlesnake" that had been launched, and they only saw that the Russians, who had been rising and turning, suddenly changed direction and entered a more twisted circling track. This guy barely did a little maneuvering evasion, just flicked some infrared jamming bombs, and completely shook off an oncoming missile.
Damn, the Russians actually took advantage of the weakness of the "Sidewinder", or most infrared bombs, to fly head-on with the most difficult aircraft to intercept the seeker head-on, this fearless guy is simply a madman!
Seeing that the opponent has been circling with all his strength and dodging an AIM-9L of the wingman head-on, the pilot piloting the "Fighting Falcon" long plane shouted loudly that the wingman could not be in love with the battle, and directly accelerated far away, to be honest, he is now in a bit of a trance, when did the bulky "Flanker" of the Russians have such perverted maneuverability, this is still the kind of model with an empty weight of nearly seventeen tons and an average engine thrust curve?
The first tail chase attack had no effect, and another group of F-16C twin planes attacking from the west was approaching at this time, and the Russians' maneuver evasion made Captain Jimmy White at high altitude see it very clearly, he didn't know where the Turks' missiles were, but he cursed secretly in a little rage, what are these bullshit bearded men thinking, thinking that they can get away with the raiding tactics of getting away with one blow, and they can get away with that damn "fighter butcher"?
- Stop dreaming!
What did the command call you for, hurry up and put down the accelerator for me, go down and circle with the "Grim Reaper", and cooperate with multiple planes to fight the tactics of ultra-low-altitude targets, have these guys practiced it!
Keeping his eyes glued to the radar display, Captain White made the Turks give up their raiding tactics, honestly keep the speed at the corner, and rely on the numerical advantage to outflank the attack, while he ripped off the breathing apparatus and complained to his partner in the back row:
"Damn, these unshaven fellows, they think that Russian guy is easy to deal with? - Look, let him slip through again, something, it's just a bunch of rice buckets! ”
"Hey Jimmy, you didn't mean that guy, uh...... That 'scythe' should be running out of fuel—"
"Bullshit, damn Ivan must be running out of gas, but I'll let him slip away like this and find a place to make a safe crash landing? I'm just going to let him eat a few missiles in the sky and avenge Martin them! ”
The captain, who was full of anger, was still spitting in the cockpit, but his anger was actually a bit demanding, and a large number of F-16s at low altitude were already chasing according to the order, but this time they fell on Long Yun's hook.
Seeing that there were really a lot of enemy planes in the sky, he was quite satisfied with today's trouble-making combat operations, and Long Yun also knew what it meant to take it when he saw it, after all, his current fuel stock was not at all. So after making a feint to climb and counterattack, he immediately stopped and turned to fly all the way, gradually turning north with the "Fighting Falcons" who were eager to kill the enemy.
Unlike the shaŬ on the southwest side of Kutay, the northern part of the town remained under the control of Soviet ground forces.
Detached from the airspace occupied by NATO forces in advance but not much of a threat due to the constraints of the IFF, as the fighters gradually approached the line of fire, the atmosphere of war in the field of vision became more and more intense.
Flying over the war-torn suburbs of Kutaisi, Long Yun stared at the pursuers behind him while taking the time to glance around, although he couldn't see the ground clearly because of his speed, but with the help of the coordinate prompts of the navigation system, he still quickly matched the jagged outline of the city buildings on the horizon with "Kutaisi". Once he found the reference landmark, the next thing was very simple, he casually corrected the accumulated error of the navigation system, and then suddenly drove the plane to dive and return to the state of ultra-low altitude stealth flight.
In the eyes of the Turks, this action of luring the enemy into a deep flight became a rhythm of escape, and one after another the "Fighting Falcons" that were chasing after them also immediately took action, and several "Sparrow" missiles dragging white smoke appeared in the sky; However, in this case, the intimidation effect of launching missiles is obviously greater than the tactical value, and Long Yun, who returned to the ultra-low altitude, saw the RWR issue an alarm, and he casually pressed the flight altitude and used the terrain to turn around a col less than 200 meters high, so that the F-16s following behind the radar were unlocked, and the missiles once again turned into meaningless daytime fireworks.
Using terrain to circumvent radar-guided missiles is theoretically simple, but it is not easy to do.
However, it is a bit unrealistic to say that it is a bit unrealistic to say that it is a little unrealistic to get rid of the pursuit of the "Fighting Falcons" by maneuvering alone - at least that's what the Turks thought, seeing that the panicked "Grim Reaper" was ahead, and knowing how important this guy was to the Soviet Air Force, the bearded men were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they continued to start the afterburner and desperately pursue.
Isn't it, with the help of the opponent's dilemma and the numerical superiority of their own side, maybe the "Crimea" squadron can really create a miracle here and end the legendary combat career of the "Caucasian Reaper"!
Carried away by the beautiful illusion of being shot down by the "Grim Reaper", the dark gray "Fighting Falcon" continued to pursue at an altitude of three thousand meters, and it took a while for the leader of the team to find that the fleet had lost contact with the high-altitude F-15E, but this did not arouse his alarm: he went deep into the battle line for tens of kilometers to pursue the opponent, but the "Attack Eagle" behind him did not keep up, this situation is actually very abnormal, but the Turks did not pay attention to this, they felt that the Americans were probably in a fuel emergency, Or maybe they didn't dare to step forward because they were timid.
Viciously speculated by the Turks, Captain White, who was piloting the F-15E, was doing at this time?
Contrary to the imagination of the bearded people, seeing that he could not contact the group of F-16s flying north, the angry captain, although he had the heart to follow, was quite afraid of the Russians' long-range surface-to-air missiles and hesitated. In the face of the S-300 missiles that may rise into the air at any time on the northern land, dragging the flames straight forward, flying from a high altitude is killing itself; But if he lowers the height to keep up, he will not be able to monitor the overall situation and provide empty information at all, which is equivalent to going in vain.
Damn, these Turkish idiots, he's in a dilemma now, isn't he!
After many unsuccessful attempts to call, seeing that the landline's fuel storage was already a little tight, White complained in his heart, and then simply contacted the "torch" and reported the battle situation, and then turned around and returned to the ship. (To be continued......)