Chapter Twenty-Three: The Blade to the Bone (I)
In the face of such a fortress of war, all fighter pilots are dumbfounded, how do you want them to force their way through a super-strong shield that is shoehorned in with bullets, shells, missiles, flamethrowers, and even cannons?
Looking at the thick and long, four-hundred-millimeter caliber super cannon on the war fortress slowly raising its black hole muzzle amid the roar of the electric motor, all the fighter pilots felt a chill on their bodies.
The four F-15E fighter-bombers are hiding 20 kilometers away, and they also want to cry without tears, what can they do if they have a "sniper" aiming basket, and what can they do if they have a "super farsighted" attack system? Fighter jets can't break through the shield, what can they do to open it?
The early warning system on their planes kept screaming like crazy, constantly conveying the same message to them: you're locked by enemy radar, you're locked by enemy radar, you're fucking unlucky, you're locked again...... The ghost knows how many radars there are on the thing that is a thorn, the kind of tiger eye, the kind of intent, the kind of obscenity like a lot of paint, just like a group of perverts with glowing eyes and bloodshot lower bodies, facing a super beauty who has exposed the most critical and tempting parts of her body without covering her body.
Even if they knew that the standard Type 1 defensive missiles used by the opponent only had a range of 20 kilometers, and even if they knew that the opponent's biggest reliance was the Phalanx artillery and the absolutely perverted automatic rifle that frantically strafed the Super-Denser, the four fighter-bomber pilots all had an urge in their hearts to run away.
The captain of the flying column is, of course, the ace pilot with the best flying skills in the entire column, and the unlucky man who resolutely flies horizontally to the ground and easily throws off all the Phalanx artillery systems, but exposes himself to the muzzle of a 440 mm caliber super giant cannon. After his death, the deputy column commander had no return to support the important task of commanding the overall situation, and he almost roared hoarsely into the microphone on his helmet: "Don't panic, everyone, most of their weapons are close defense equipment, we fly to a safe distance, and then concentrate all long-range attack weapons to launch a strong attack on them, no matter how powerful their Phalanx anti-aircraft firepower is, it is impossible to be absolutely perfect......
"Oh my god, vice-captain, look at what it is!" One of the pilots was really crazy, he smashed the fighter plane's slamming platform and screaming, "What kind of trick is that, how can they have such a thing!" Oh my God, what are they going to do?! ”
Under the stunned gaze of seven fighter pilots and four fighter-bomber pilots, a heavy composite armored door was slowly raised, and two missiles with a length of eight meters soared into the sky at a fifteen-degree angle, and it took only ten seconds to achieve enough acceleration to keep beating on the radar scanning screens of all fighters at several times the speed of sound.
"Damn, it's really fast!"
Looking at the two missiles that were rapidly climbing at an absolute metamorphosis speed, they actually rushed to a height of 15 meters, and then flew straight to the south in a relatively horizontal state at a high altitude that could almost break through the atmosphere.
The deputy captain of the flying column couldn't wait to connect his vocal cords directly to the intercom, and he shouted loudly: "Eagle's Nest Eagle's Nest, I'm a Flying Eagle, I'm a Flying Eagle!" Enter the S-Rank War state immediately! No, enter the SSS-class war state immediately!! The Shura Legion fired two missiles at our base! They launched ...... BrahMos supersonic cruise missile! I repeat, they launched the BrahMos supersonic cruise missile with SS difficulty!! ”
The "BrahMos" supersonic cruise missile, which can fly from an altitude of 15 kilometers and can fly five meters close to the ground, can reach a speed of Mach 2.5, and has been praised by the US Department of Defense as "the world's most difficult missile to defend" and "the world's fastest flying missile."
As soon as they thought of the ruthlessness and decisiveness of the Shura Legion using nuclear bombs on the battlefield and killing 40,000 US Seven Sea Fleet and 10,000 Indian East Sea Fleet at one time, all the pilots broke out in a cold sweat. The "BrahMos" supersonic cruise missile is capable of carrying 300 to 500 kilograms of conventional or nuclear warheads, and who can guarantee that the Shura Legion will not be loaded with small nuclear bombs in these two missiles?
"Hahaha, you fools, where are your eyes on the battlefield?"
Wan Zhihui laughed wildly, he sat on the Golden Eagle Su-47 fighter jet with the strongest combat effectiveness in the world, even Russia only produced three, but because the financial situation was really tight, I bought all the surnames at one time, he wore headphones, but the headset was definitely not a special headset for the fighter pilot to keep in touch with friends and planes, bases, but an MP3 headset with an unknown cost, which was sold for as much as seven yuan and five cents in a convenience store on the street, and finally bought it for four yuan and five cents after repeated bargaining!
There was a burst of accented music in the headphones, the Korean enthusiast rock singer was moaning and yelling like **, our super crazy fighter pilot, with the high and low, suddenly irritable like fire, suddenly calm like watery music, just like the social garbage that had just swallowed an overdose of ecstasy, perverted sitting in the chair and making all kinds of unsightly obscene actions, his whole body was trembling like a snake, his saliva was long and his eyes were like copper Ling, looking at the four fighter-bombers and laughing wildly: "Fuck, What bullshit fighter-bomber, either be the purest bomber with super attack power, or be the fighter with the strongest aerial dogfight ability, what Lao Tzu hates the most is a fucking shemale plane that doesn't fight, doesn't bomb, doesn't fight or fight, doesn't die or live! So...... Let me be annihilated!! ”
"Click......
Without the use of air-to-air missiles, the Su-47 fighter piloted by Wan Zhihui just roared, rolled, gorgeous, crazy, and rushed straight up, drawing a small arc in the air that implied the rationality of heaven and earth, and two rows of absolutely brilliant machine gun streamers.
"Any idea why I love flying fighter jets? Because I love the thrill of blasting an enemy plane in the air with a cannon, it's a thousand fucking times cooler than fucking stuffing ** into a virgin's body! Is there a virgin worth hundreds of millions of dollars in this world? In this world, is there a virgin who can moan and cry ghosts and gods? If not, you will die magnificently!! ”
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Four earth-shattering moans sounded almost at the same time, and the fighter piloted by Wan Zhihui was like a founder of the circle and fork gong who was dancing the gods, accustomed to pretending to be a god and fooling the people, and like a midnight cowherd who was invincible in the sand on the bed, cramping and rolling in the flames and explosions, making one thrilling and extreme exaggerated action after another.
Accidentally! Absolutely unexpected!! Fatal Absolute Accident!!
At this moment, the deputy captain of the air column just wanted to slap himself a few times, according to the Russians, what is the name of this bastard below, which is a thorn, full of flames, and full of bullets, shells, and missiles? Dive aircraft carriers!
his sister!
Whether this thing, which is larger than the US "Niezman" aircraft carrier, can dive under the water is still unknown to the devil, but looking at the flat area that is more than 70 meters long, it is obvious that it is a technically camouflaged take-off platform!
What can't carry fighters, can't be a fighter landing platform, why is it called an aircraft carrier?
If it weren't for the damn three reconnaissance planes, if they saw that damn, indulgent, debauched campfire luncheon of the Shura Legion, how could they carelessly ignore the danger in the air?
Their CF-18 fighter is not bad, but it is also on the verge of elimination, and the Canadian political axe has invested $2.7 billion to start improving the current CF-18 fighter, and through diplomatic negotiations, trying to buy more advanced fighters from the United States, and strive to clean up all CF-18s in 2020.
This kind of CF-18 fighter performs some ordinary combat missions, and the target with insufficient defense under attack is more than enough, but in the face of the Golden Eagle Su-47, which can impact the top of the world's combat power rankings, it is dwarfed in terms of attack power, defense power, and flexibility!
Those half-tone fighter-bombers, in the face of the Golden Eagle Su-47 fighter, in the face of Wan Yinxue, who took his top brother Super **oos Fu Yinxue, and dared to drive a Boeing 747 to force a forced landing on the grass without putting down the landing gear, which onion are they?
The deputy captain of the air column looked at the three Golden Eagle Su-47 fighters that were in a charge formation in the air, and shouted wildly: "Immediately form an air combat formation, my wingman has been shot down by the enemy, Flying Eagle Seven, you take the place of No. 4 and fly to my left flank ......."
No one answered, no one called, there was a sound of microcurrent in the earphones, and the deputy captain shouted wildly: "What are you doing, immediately form a battle formation!" ”
Still no one answered, whether it was a single channel or a channel shared by the entire team, there was a deathly silence, and the deputy captain of the column couldn't help but reach out and pat his helmet, and shouted wildly in his heart: "It's not good, is it possible that in this case, my communication equipment is actually broken?" ”
Through the transparent hood, the deputy captain of the column found that the other friendly planes were also in a panic, although they took themselves as the axis, and reluctantly formed a defensive formation, but they were loose and flawed, and the fighter pilots with good popularity in the troops, many brothers, and good skills had two wingmen around them at once, and those friends who were disgusted with ghosts could only stay there alone and became a lone hero.
In the face of this abnormal situation, in the face of the chaotic friendly planes, although he had already shed too much cold sweat, although he had been educated by the Shura Legion to the point that he was almost numb, the deputy captain of the column was still cold all over his body again, and he almost trembled at the communication device that no one could answer and hear, and let out a terrible howl: "Could it be that the other party used a large-area signal jamming device, and the alarm I just sent to the base was not transmitted back to the base at all?!" ”
The three Golden Eagle Su-47 fighters did not rush towards a group of scattered CF-18 fighters at all, they maintained a charge formation, but suddenly drew a graceful arc in the air to the limit, and projected straight to the far south, just a few breaths, with their amazing maneuverability, forcibly threw off the tracking radar on the CF-18 fighter.
(To be continued)