Chapter 605: Fighting Falcon and Bird
The Quetta airport in Pakistan's Balochistan province is currently the closest military airfield to Afghanistan for the Pakistani military, and in the past, Pakistan mainly faced military pressure from India in the east, so the focus of Pakistan's military defense was also on the border between the two countries.
But now, with Afghanistan in Soviet hands, Pakistan is faced with a two-sided attack and has to choose to pull back some elite troops.
The 9th Squadron of the Air Force, equipped with F16A fighters, has also been transferred to Balochistan, which is currently the only two full F16A squadrons in Pakistan's hands.
These F16s are regarded as Pakistan's trump card, which is a great deterrent to India, and the Soviet Union also sees it as a big threat.
It's just that although the aircraft is good, but the number is too small, Pakistan only has three squadrons of 40 aircraft, once the outbreak of large, how long these aircraft can last in the face of high-intensity consumption is a problem, not to mention that Pakistan has no self-production capacity, and it is difficult to replenish parts.
However, there is no conflict now, so these aircraft can also maintain their own deterrent.
Now, the 9th Squadron is preparing to go out to the Pakistan-Afghanistan border, and they are going to fly from Balok to Kashmir along the border and then back to Balochistan.
After all, the current situation is delicate, there are many problems between Pakistan and Afghanistan, and no one can guarantee what will happen in the next second, so after the fighters of the 9th squadron take off, the Soviet side will also pay more attention to them with radars and more aircraft.
And after the Soviets' attention was diverted from the 9th Squadron, two Bird helicopters belonging to the Shadow Company would depart from Baloch and head straight into the canyon.
This was a slap in the face, but the goal was not to annihilate the enemy, but to throw the Fulton Recovery System to the besieged allies.
If conditions permit, the two Bird helicopters could also land and evacuate a few people, although this is unlikely given the current state of the border area.
Because the terrain of the canyon is complex, if the pilots of the Little Bird helicopter want to act at night, they must also wear night vision devices, and it is easy to have an accident when they operate, so they can only act in a good light condition during the day, go deep into the border for 43 kilometers, and then quickly return, this distance, once discovered by the Soviets, then, the MiG fighters patrolling in the airspace, will not let go of these fat, and even encounter those helicopters loaded with P60 empty bombs, the Little Bird helicopter can only be slaughtered by others.
So, the shorter the stay in Afghanistan, the safer!
"Attacker, this is HQ, those Pakistanis are leaving! In about twenty minutes, they will appear blank in the radar zone of the border!"
"Attacker received!"
Sandman looked at the equipment on the airport that was pulled up by the hanging wire, this time he didn't start to read it in pieces, but solemnly handed over the suicide note to the ground staff at the airport, and they would pass it on to Shepard, if Sandman returned safely, then the suicide note would be returned by Shepard, and if Sandman was hit into a fireball by a P60 missile or something, then this suicide note and bereavement would be handed over to his family.
PC life is like this, more money, less risk, no insurance, but fortunately, the boss is benevolent enough. Therefore, these pilots don't have to be like those kamikaze drones in Japan, and then sneak back after going to the sky, but the kamikaze fairy ran nine times and didn't die, and the angry boss wanted to cut him.
Sandman and his wingman then took off into the air with a parachute mounted on them, and they headed northwest, stopping for a while when they reached the border.
It wasn't until the command center in the rear confirmed that the Soviet radar alert had shifted direction due to the movement of the F16 fleet, and the two birds rushed along the deserted valley with one blow.
"Attacker 2, descend!"
As Sandman piloted the helicopter at an altitude of 100 meters, he shouted a warning to the wingman who was behind him to the left, who seemed to feel the airspace
Safe, I couldn't help but want to climb, and then I was scolded harshly.
Even at this altitude, Sandman felt unsafe, and as he flew the helicopter, he rechecked the airspace to the rear.
"Attacker, you can't see the plane there at the moment, it should be safe!"
"What do you mean by should?"
"There are too many mountains, we don't know for sure!"
"Got it!"
Sandman ended the communication and said angrily to the co-pilot.
"These guys, let's do the work, but we don't even know the specifics!"
"Didn't that happen that time?"
The co-pilot was very open-minded, and his life had already been handed over to Sandman anyway.
"I continue to descend to a height of fifty meters!"
By now the birds had swept across the desert and into a coherent valley, and Sandman could see the traces of the firefight, and even the discarded guerrilla corpses, which had been exposed to the sun and even charred after days.
"Be careful, the Soviets are equipped with the Shilka River, and they have even driven into the canyon!"
"Don't worry, those guys won't have time to hit us!"
As soon as the Bird Helicopter entered the valley, it immediately called out the friendly forces in the valley on the channel.
The latter had been waiting for a long time, especially the agents who had not fought much, and they were eager to get into the radio at this moment.
After confirming the approximate direction and location, the guerrillas fired a flare into the sky.
The green flare then rose in a curling motion, and when it saw the approximate location, the bird helicopter flew over.
It's just that they are not the only ones who see the flares..
Just as the bird helicopter flew along the valley towards its target, the second wingman suddenly shouted.
"Soviet helicopters, right on our right!"
Sandman turned his head and saw a Mi-8 helicopter passing through the gap in the peak on the right.
Good news, it's a Mi-8, bad news, it's an armed model, not only with a machine gun, but also with P60 missiles and rockets on board!
"Damn, did that guy see us?"
"Probably not!"
As soon as the co-pilot's voice fell, they saw that the Mi-8 helicopter seemed to be aware of it, climbed straight up, flew over the ridge, and appeared in front of them.
"You crow's mouth!"
Sandman looked at the Soviet helicopter that was turning, and immediately scolded the birdie to turn to the left, preparing to change course.