Chapter 281 - Touch of Wind
“Beep! Beep!”
The warning system emits an increasingly faster beep, warning that the missile is approaching rapidly.
The air combat interception type "Flying Dragon" individual tactical armor produced by Henghai Tactical Weapons Group has the type, direction, height and speed of the four incoming missiles marked on the visual mask of the tactical helmet. The best avoidance flight path is also given.
This F-22 is not an exact replica. The modern computer system and data encoding standards used are exactly within the compatibility range of the individual tactical intelligent unit of the "Flying Dragon" tactical armor. An optical fiber data cable Physically connect the body from the back of the neck.
Like the MiG-28, the Raptor has also undergone some modernization and is no longer exactly what it was more than thirty years ago.
In addition to the visual mask of the tactical helmet, Chen Fei's field of vision also had four thin cyan lines shooting straight from the front. They were the predicted trajectories added by the dog system. The four missiles were moving along these lines. The four thin cyan lines approached quickly, and the accuracy was even higher than the calculation and analysis of the "Flying Dragon" tactical armor.
Others don't have any plug-ins, but Chen Fei thinks there are too many plug-ins and wants to turn off one or two.
The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter did not dodge or dodge, facing four missiles head-on. The distance between the two parties was closing at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing that the F-22 broke into the missile no-escape zone regardless of the situation, Wu Feng, the leader of the MiG team, was secretly happy.
That guy is dead!
"Are there only four missiles?"
Chen Fei's voice without any fluctuation in tone sounded in the public communication channel.
He waited a little longer, but it turned out that the opponent was so overconfident that he didn't even use the second-stage strike tactic, thinking that he would be shot down with just these four missiles.
The joystick in your right hand, the throttle in your left hand, sit firmly in as comfortable a position as possible, and leave the rest to the flight control system, well, and God!
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Four missiles exploded into four fireballs.
The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter used incredible agility to sway left and right among the fireballs, trying to survive by a slim margin and narrowly avoiding the explosion.
A small amount of shrapnel hit the F-22, leaving pitted marks on the skin surface, but it quickly returned to smoothness and smoothness visible to the naked eye, as if nothing had happened.
“He’s still there, he’s still there!”
"Tingyu", the wingman pilot of the MiG team, looked at the radar screen and his eyes suddenly widened. The strange aircraft seemed to be unscathed.
"Prepare missile 1, let's do it again!"
The lead pilot "Wu Feng" quickly programmed new weapon tactics.
At this moment, he finally understood that the fact that the other party refused to dodge was not because he was stupid or bold, but because he was a skilled person and was brave. He and his wingman comrades would never have been able to do this. It is a powerful enemy that has never been seen before.
However, the MiG team did not adopt the "second attack" tactic immediately, and therefore missed the opportunity for the second follow-up shot.
When the two pilots were still in a hurry, the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter used afterburner, and the vector nozzle burst out a long tail flame. The fuselage turned sideways, first sank suddenly, and then climbed again, giving The machine body moved at an angular speed, and the small-radius leaves floated down for two and a half times as if the soul was drifting. Finally, it recovered and inserted into the middle of the MiG squadron with unparalleled strength, grabbing a position by force.
"WTF?"
The lead pilot "Wu Feng" even forgot to continue operating, opened his mouth wide, and stared at the incredible scene in stunned silence. The series of maneuvers of the aircraft were mind-boggling. Dazzled, he and his wingman comrades didn't even react at all.
Twin engines and vector tail spray make the F-22 particularly agile and worthy of the name "Raptor".
“What kind of fighter is this?”
The wingman pilot Ting Yu yelled angrily.
Not everyone can recognize this old fighter jet that was retired thirty years ago.
Although it is an old aircraft, the maneuverability of the F-22 is completely superior to the MiG-28.
Under the control of Chen Fei, the F-22 performed a continuous rolling maneuver, slowly turning on the head-to-tail axis, and the gaps and gaps deliberately left on the surface of the "Flying Dragon" tactical armor were revealed. Thin silver threads, in the blink of an eye The entire cockpit was filled in a short time. During the first few turns of the aircraft body rolling, the people in the cockpit could be clearly seen. However, after a few turns, the entire cockpit seemed to be filled with mercury. Only a piece of silver-white color remains on the cover, which is indistinguishable from the surface of the machine body.
Chen Fei just subconsciously covered the entire fighter jet with his senses, and then the next mutation was completely involuntary. The mirror-like skin of the aircraft seemed to become his skin, and when the man and machine combined, At that moment, the five senses of vision, hearing, touch, smell and taste were integrated. He suddenly felt the wind outside the cockpit and even the changes in the airflow. He became an F-22, or in other words, the F-22 was him. .
"Tingyu", the wingman pilot of the MiG team, witnessed this scene with his own eyes and trembled and said: "Monster, monster! There is something wrong with this fighter jet!"
He had never seen anything in the cockpit of an aircraft. This kind of movement is simply unheard of.
"I'm on my left and you are on my right, separate and leave!"
The lead pilot "Wu Feng" made a decisive decision. The current three-aircraft formation was really embarrassing. The opponent was not in the MiG-28 at all. Within the attack angle, the cannon and missiles have no use at all.
The flight formation of the MiG squadron immediately disbanded. The two MiG-28s, one on the left and one on the right, flew in different directions, as if escaping from trouble, trying to get as far away from the F-22 as possible. good.
Chen Fei's "eyesight" fell on the two MiG-28s respectively. The F-22 chose the wingman on the right and pursued them like a shadow.
"'Tingyu', be careful, he is chasing you, quickly, get out of the way, he is about to hit you!"
Fly to the MiG-28 cockpit on the left , the lead pilot "Wu Feng" saw the F-22 rushing towards his wingman, and immediately chased after him. He couldn't help but his face changed drastically, and before he could finish his words, the strange aircraft hit him head-on. His own wingman.
The MiG-28 disintegrated on the spot in mid-air and fell into pieces. In a flash of fire, more than one part of the wreckage exploded, and a shower of meteors and fire fell to the ground dragging thick smoke.
“No…”
The lead pilot yelled "No Wind" at the top of his lungs.
However, the F-22 that violently collided with the MiG-28 lifted its nose unscathed and began to climb as if nothing had happened.
The surface of the F-22 that had just experienced a terrible impact was almost covered in bruises, cracks could be seen everywhere, and even the internal structure was exposed. However, the jet repaired itself quickly as if it were alive. After a few breaths, It was restored to its original state, and there was no trace left.
The instigator continued flying as if nothing had happened, while "Wu Feng", the lead pilot of the MiG team, gasped in disbelief.
How is this possible?
The F-22 turned around easily and rushed towards the leader of the MiG team.
No one can escape!
Chen Xiaoer does what he says, and should not pursue the enemy even if he is in a desperate situation. It is natural that he should fight to the death.
Whether the two MiGs at the 909 Air Service Base broke into the patrol airspace of the 911 Air Service Base and approached the location of the 911 Air Service Base for unknown purposes, or they took the initiative to fire the first shot at Chen Fei's The launch of missiles by the F-22 means that this conflict between the two parties cannot be resolved at all.
“911 Air Service Base, please wait!”
At this time, the 909 Air Service Base, which had been pretending to be deaf until now, finally made a sound.
"You guys wait a minute and let me kill this MiG!"
Chen Fei's voice sounded in the communication channel, as if he didn't understand the other party's subtext at all.
A light green beam of light streaked across the sky silently and plunged into the cockpit of the MiG-28. The pilot who was still trying to control the fighter jet was burned into a ball of flames in the blink of an eye. The entire cockpit Burst out with dazzling light.
The next second, the leader of the MiG team exploded into a ball of fire in mid-air.
"Call the tower, both enemy planes have been shot down."
Chen Fei was finally willing to respond to the duty manager at the 911 air service base. He just blocked the communication because he thought the other party was noisy, and now the connection is restored.
“203, please return!”
The duty manager Ma Ham wiped the cold sweat from his head.
As soon as the guns rang out, two MiG-28s were shot down, and the two air service bases 911 and 909 inevitably became tense.
"No, no?"
Squadron Captain Chekov, who was about to arrive in the combat airspace, was a little dumbfounded.
"I'll go to the 909 Air Service Base first."
Chen Fei did not return to the 911 Air Service Base, but decided to revisit the old place.
“I’ll go with you!”
Chekhov's Big Bear volunteered, but he didn't catch the two MiGs. We just wanted to see if the 909 Air Service Base would get excited and let him have a good time.
Maham, the duty manager at the 911 air service base, hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, you two, don't mess around!"
These two guys are both tough, only haha When Boss Na was around, he could suppress the two of them. Now that they have just left, these two idiots are disobedient to management and are unorganized and undisciplined.
Finally confirmed that the entire MiG squadron had been wiped out, and not even the pilots had survived. The 909 air service base roared angrily: "911, what have you done?"
The MiG team completely lost contact.
"Shut up!"×3
Chen Fei + Chekov + Maham.
“You killed our people!”
The 909 Air Service Base was still arrogant and arrogant, crying out for grievances.
Maham: "You fired first!"
Chen Fei: "You didn't listen to the advice!"
Chekov: "You will die first!"
909: "..."
Suddenly lost two aircraft The MiG-28 and the two pilots were definitely a big loss.
What’s worse is that the current owner of the 909 Air Service Base is not the Mayman Brothers Consortium, but another military contractor. I thought I got a bargain, but I didn’t expect that because of a mistake, something happened. Such a big deficit.
The air service bases scattered throughout the Hindu Kush Mountains are not real military bases. The source of profit comes entirely from the basic contracting funds and mission bonuses issued by the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee. The two MiG jets were shot down before they even had time to complete several patrol missions. The losses were definitely not small.
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(End of this chapter)