Chapter 855: No Man’s Land (Third update, please subscribe)
Songkhla Airport was built by the Japanese army during the war. A few years ago, the airport underwent modernization. Not only did it lay a concrete runway, but also Since last year, the world's most advanced MiG-15 fighter jets have also been deployed. Not only that, there are even Soviet consultants training Siamese Air Force pilots here. Most of these Soviet consultants have experience in peninsular air combat.
This day is destined to be an unforgettable day for the Siamese Air Force commanders and fighters at Songkhla Base.
"Comrade Leader. According to the report from the 02 radar station, the radar found an unidentified flying target with an altitude of more than 20,000 meters and a speed of more than 600 kilometers. Using the course chart to analyze it, it was found that after entering Pattani, It is flying all the way north, and we suspect it may be a new high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft of the American devils."
The major reported nervously to the base commander.
New high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft! That's right!
This is a common sense, only airplanes can fly so fast and so high.
Although there has never been such a plane in the past, did the American devils have one?
I’m afraid only Buddha knows.
Well, I can’t mention Buddha. After all, Buddha is a feudal superstition.
"Is it really a plane? How can it fly so high?"
The tone of the commander of the Sixth Flying Regiment became serious.
High-altitude reconnaissance plane?
“Comrade Commander, from the current point of view, it is very possible.”
When the major reported, the Soviet military adviser on the side said with certainty,
"It must be a high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, and it must be the latest technology of the Yankees! Although our MiG-15 can't fly that high, we have to get as close to it as possible! So, my suggestion is... Comrade Commander, please give the order immediately Attack. "
The advisor's advice was an order. Without any hesitation, the flight commander immediately ordered.
"Sound the alarm immediately and let our planes take off! Use radar to guide them to search for targets! We must shoot down the American reconnaissance plane!"
The shrill siren sounded at the Songkhla base The sound echoed in the sky. This was the first time the base had sounded the alarm besides the exercise. The anti-aircraft gun positions near the base also sounded the alarm at the same time.
“Quick! Quick! Take off!”
The pilots wearing leather flight jackets sprinted towards the tarmac at a speed of 100 meters. At this time, eleven of them could be seen in the distance.
Chadu ran to his MiG-15 fighter jet, jumped up the boarding ladder skillfully, stepped into the cockpit and sat down, fastening the various belt buckles. It started by checking the fighter's instruments and then started the engine.
At this time, the airport was filled with the roar of engines, and then Chadu pulled the glass canopy cover from behind. At the same time, I silently recited the pre-takeoff inspection procedures in my mind. Make a final check by scanning the cockpit instruments from left to right.
"Okay, comrades, follow up! We are going to deal with the American devils severely!"
The shouts of comrades came from the radio.
"Let the American devils know how powerful our Siamese Air Force is!"
Following the tower's order, Chadu quickly pushed the accelerator to the bottom; the jet engine roared. I felt the nose of the plane swaying slightly, and the ground began to recede, faster and faster, and the vibrations became louder and louder.
I saw from a distance that there were already four MiG-15 fighter jets on the runway. They began to taxi and take off one after another, and finally flew into the sky. Chadu pulled the lever with all his strength. The MiG fighter jets raised their noses and jumped into the air. in the air. The air raid sirens still echoed over the airport behind me.
"Keep your eyes wide open, look carefully, and don't miss any air targets."
The captain's voice came from Chadu's radio earphones, Chadu and other pilots Likewise, keep your eyes wide open and look toward the southeast to search for high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft of American devils.
Where are the high-altitude reconnaissance planes?
After more than ten minutes of visual search. The same question pops up in everyone's mind, where is the plane? At this time, the two moving bright spots on the ground radar screen had come into contact, and the sound coming from the radio was still a confused and unclear argument about the enemy.
"0127, haven't you found the enemy plane yet? He is right in front of you, and you have made contact!"
The flight leader shouted into the microphone Asking,
Why haven't the pilots in the sky discovered the American reconnaissance plane yet?
Chadu and others, who were flying the MiG-15 fighter jet, had already flown to an altitude of 15,500 meters, which is the practical ceiling of the MiG-15 fighter jet. All the flying men raised their heads and looked into the sky. Finally, a white plane appeared in Chatu's sight.
When a high-altitude reconnaissance plane was discovered in Chadu, Nobuo Fujita on the reconnaissance plane also spotted them.
“They are here after all!”
Nobuo Fujita glanced at the enemy plane solemnly, and at the same time he looked at the altimeter, which was 20,000 meters. Seeing this altitude, he finally He breathed a sigh of relief, this height must be safe.
While breathing a long sigh of relief, he started taking pictures, and multiple military targets including Songkhla Airport were photographed one by one.
This is just one of his normal goals. He also needed to conduct reconnaissance on the secret training camp based on intelligence.
While Nobuo Fujita was using a high-altitude reconnaissance camera to take photos, Chateau and his comrades were flying to high altitudes with all their strength.
“Damn it! We can’t fly up!”
While everyone was cursing in the headphones, several MiG fighter jets in the sky kept jumping up and climbing. Time and again, like performers in an aerial circus, they failed to reach each other every time, but this high-altitude spy plane flew too high.
"Buddha! What kind of plane is this? How can it fly so high?"
At this moment, Chadu heard the commander's command coming from the earphones.
"0127, our superiors ordered us to shoot it down at all costs! We must not allow it to continue to flow north!"
After receiving the order, Chadu immediately turned on the acceleration of the jet engine. After the force, after climbing several times in succession, based on the maximum limit of the fighter plane, it climbed upwards by more than 2,000 meters. This time, it flew to an altitude of about 18,000 meters. Then, Chadu followed the other five at the same time. The pilots communicated over the radio and everyone fired at the spy plane in the sky.
Perhaps using the shells fired by six fighter planes at the same time, the huge power caused by it can have a chance to penetrate the balloon. Of course, as excellent fighter pilots, they also clearly know that they can do this consequences to face. Because multiple gun salvos are fired at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the aircraft's engine will easily suffer from hypoxia. Once the fighter aircraft "parks in the air", it may eventually lead to a crash.
But at this moment, for the sake of national security, Chatu and the other five pilots could not care so much, and they had already been prepared to sacrifice at any time. Immediately afterwards, under the command of Chadu, six fighter planes quickly approached the position of the spy plane in the air. When the fighter jets flew about 400 meters away from the spy, the fighter jets that were still in a climbing posture were immediately heard by Chadu. On the order, six fighter planes immediately launched an attack on the spy plane.
At the moment when the shells were fired, before the fighter jets could adjust their course, the two fighter jets fell into a stall and tail spin, suddenly lost control, fell and flipped sideways.
Although the trailing light of the cannon shells flew towards the spy plane, it was still flying swaggering at an altitude of 20,000 meters.
Having finally stabilized the flying Chadu, now I finally understand that maybe I can see it, but I can’t stop it!
But now, they have paid the price - the two stalled fighter jets are falling continuously...
"What a bunch of guys who overestimate their capabilities."
Looking at the fighter jet that fell due to stalling, Nobuo Fujita couldn't help but muttered.
Then he continued to fly the plane towards the target. Behind him, there were several MiG fighter jets that could only watch him go away.
This day the ghosts are like a real family of ghosts. Soaring in the sky as if entering a deserted land...
(End of this chapter)