Chapter 127 - Killing without Firearms
In the never-ending decisive battle, both the enemy and us were furious.
Everyone has only one life, and casualties of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron at the 911 Air Service Base are inevitable.
Even if Chen Fei, a metal-based superpower who has become thick-skinned and can ignore all kinds of light weapons, will still be killed if he is hit by a larger number of missiles, he wants to save trouble. A burst of cloud bursts into the soul, and if it is not shocked to death, it will be suffocated to death.
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There was a crackling sound, and strong wind suddenly poured into the cockpit.
The integrated bulletproof glass of the cockpit cover, which was riddled with bullet holes, finally shattered into pieces, turning No. 211 into a full-fledged open-top fighter jet.
Under the control of Chen Fei, the scarred machine No. 211 was still in a tenacious high-intensity maneuvering state. Four "Big Mouth Monster" turboprops were chasing after it, but his "Big Mouth Monster" "The mouth monster" has already run out of ammunition and food.
There are a total of seven hardpoints on the central axis of the fuselage and under the left and right wings. They can only carry seven combat bombs. If you can shoot down two enemy planes, it is enough to have fun. After launching, it often misses. Normal situation.
If every missile can kill an enemy plane, then how stupid is the enemy pilot to be willing to let you press his butt and shoot him in the back?
The total number of rounds of the wing-mounted 12.7 mm caliber machine gun of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft is 500 rounds, which are evenly distributed to the left and right wings. The actual number of firings must be doubled.
One short point is that after ten bullets are fired, if you hold on to the trigger, they will be gone in a few seconds.
The era of dog fighting is long gone. Only private military contractors are still playing this low-tech low-level game. In the sovereignty-level air force combat sequence, air superiority fighters are reduced to early warning aircraft. He was a vassal of the enemy, used various tactics to penetrate defenses, and ran away after throwing missiles and bombs, becoming a little brother who ran around in front of and back.
Although modern fighter jets still retain the machine guns and cannons from the dogfighting era, the actual significance is no longer in the killing effect, but more in the warning function. To be precise, they are specially used to bully the common people. .
Which blind civilian aircraft deviated from the route and flew into a place it shouldn't have flown. It ignored the radio calls and failed to respond when the fire control radar was illuminated (they have no warning system at all) ).
what to do?
Easy to handle!
A few rounds of tracer bullets were fired from behind, and they swished into the pilot's field of vision. They were both eye-catching and intimidating, and the immediate effect was frightening.
At this moment, both the enemy and ourselves are beating the brains out of people.
The pilots who were still in the sky had to pick up the dog fighting skills of the old timers again.
Not only was Chen Fei running out of ammunition, but the four enemy planes chasing him were also running out of ammunition.
Otherwise, the four "Big Mouth Monsters" would fire their machine guns indiscriminately, suppressing the evasive space of the No. 211 machine in front with a barrage, and then launch missiles.
The magic horse dances with the missile, waiting to be blown up.
Chen Fei did not give the enemy behind this opportunity to pursue him. He kept swinging the joystick, keeping the "Big Mouth Monster" in a snake-like maneuvering posture that flickered left and right.
There are many tactical maneuvers. Before the deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Ilene Lucius had time to teach him, she took the initiative without a teacher in the fierce air battle. On the other hand, she also benefited from the "Big Mouth" The "strange" turboprop has reliable quality and excellent performance, and can withstand all kinds of trial and error. If it were anyone else, I am afraid that I would have fainted, or vomited, or even been injured.
After all, the ultimate overload G value that a fighter jet, even a turboprop, can withstand is much higher than the human body made of flesh and blood.
Often when a fighter plane is fine, people can no longer bear it.
Even due to substandard tactical maneuvers, the whole person was locked in the seat and could not move. It was difficult to even move a finger, and he was waiting helplessly to be shot down.
For Chen Fei, a real rookie, these important flying experiences... well, it seems that they don't exist at all. He can fly however he wants (suicide), as he pleases ( Freedom to commit suicide).
Gently swaying the wings, flexibly avoiding the predicted trajectory of the rear wing-mounted machine gun bullets, a group of tracer bullets whizzed past without any risk, hitting nothing, and the lethality was naturally zero.
"System, tool - crowbar!"
System: Ding! The cold weapon "crowbar" evolves in 0/5 seconds!
Calculating the distance in his mind, Chen Fei took off his seat belt, gently pulled the throttle push rod back, stood up from the seat, turned around, hugged the backrest with one hand, stretched out his foot and turned the control Rod, one hand stretched out, several movements done in one go.
Unit 211 immediately slowed down and began to raise its nose.
At the end of five seconds, the white steel crowbar was generated simultaneously, hooked on the ejection ring on the back seat, and with a strong force, bang! ~
The back seat ejected instantly.
The static stability design of "Big Mouth Monster" immediately came into play. After shaking violently for a few times, it regained stability and automatically leveled.
The ejected rear seat flew more than thirty meters away, and an umbrella flower bloomed in the wind.
One of the four "Big Mouth Monsters" chasing behind him couldn't dodge and crashed into it.
The result of hitting the parachute will not be much better than a bird strike. Pieces of nylon cloth shattered by the blades are flying in the sky, and the parachute rope is tightly entangled with the aircraft body. This is not the worst thing, the parachute There was an aviation seat hanging below. Driven by the huge impact, a guy smashed open one of the wings. The aerodynamic shape was instantly destroyed, and the damaged area quickly expanded to the point of being irreparable like a chain reaction. degree.
The airflow that originally supported the aircraft to fly freely in the sky immediately turned into a deadly killer, and the entire aircraft fell to the ground in rapid fragmentation.
Until it hit the ground hard and exploded into a huge fireball, no pilot was seen ejecting.
Perhaps he was knocked unconscious, or he was pinned to the seat and unable to move, and he did not have time to pull the ejection tab between his thighs.
System: Ding! Kill 2/5 enemy pilots (firearms are not allowed) and get +500 energy points!
The sudden burst of tactical imagination worked wonders.
Chen Fei was just a blind cat trying to kill a mouse, but he didn't expect it to happen.
He had just tied himself back to the seat. Before he could be happy for a long time, the warning sound of incoming missiles sounded again.
The other three "Big Mouth Monsters" decisively fired the remaining three fighting bombs at him.
Three thick green lines locked tightly on Chen Fei's No. 211 machine, swaying and continuing to sway.
Flying skills have not been practiced much, but the experience of avoiding missiles has increased a lot. He calmly used the barrel roll maneuver again and plunged towards the ground at the same time.
The numbers on the altimeter began to plummet.
4500 meters!
3200 meters!
1300 meters!
800 meters!
300 meters!
200 meters!
180 meters!
Pull the joystick to the bottom and push the throttle valve to the bottom.
The PT6A series turboprop engine outputs full power and overload, even if it shortens its lifespan.
"Get up!"
The powerful overload force pressed hard on Chen Fei's body. His vision went black and his eyes swollen, but he didn't care.
120 meters! ~
Unit No. 211 raised its nose with difficulty, and the three combat bombs falling from the sky got closer and closer. The distance between the two sides was even less than 200 meters.
For the speed of the missile, it is almost instantaneous.
80 meters!
Chen Fei and his car were still getting closer and closer to the ground, but the speed was much slower.
50 meters!
Unit No. 211 finally leveled off, but the aircraft was still sinking.
If it weren't for the seat belt, Chen Fei would probably have been thrown out of the cabin. Now that there is no cockpit cover, it is obviously easier.
30 meters!
The "Big Mouth Monster" that made a terrifying roar trembled violently and stopped descending, flying faster and faster.
After the three missiles almost passed by the aircraft body, they suddenly exploded without warning. Before the spreading shock wave could get close to the No. 211 aircraft, the turboprop was already swaying. It successfully escaped the effective killing radius, and the four flying shrapnel only left some symbolic impact marks on the surface of the aircraft body that were better than nothing.
Most of the explosive power of the fighting bombs was dumped on the ground in vain, leaving large radial scorch marks.
System: Ding! Dance with the missile for a total of 60 seconds/60 seconds. The posture must be graceful and you will get +200 energy points!
Energy points: 295/5000
There are still 500 energy points waiting to be harvested. Chen Fei shook his dizzy head, pulled the joystick, and sent Unit 211 into the sky again.
So far in the war, there are less than 10 fighter jets left in the sky between the enemy and ourselves.
Everyone seemed to have transformed into a fighting machine, abandoning all emotions and fighting to the last moment.
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It’s gone after 12 o’clock. Just wait until tomorrow. Work hard!
(End of this chapter)