Dominate South Asia

Iran must also choose to be tough. Only by being tough can the people feel the power of the country and be united as one. Besides, Iran is not afraid of the US imperialism at all. Iran and the US imperialism are deadly enemies. Now if the US imperialism sends planes over again, if Iran If they are allowed to fly around as they want, as if they are in an uninhabited land, where will Iran's face be?

After Iran's long-range radar discovered the US invading aircraft, the two modified MiG-25s on standby immediately took off, climbed to an altitude of 20,000 meters, and sprinted to Mach 2.5. With the improved The AWG-9 radar successfully locked onto the opponent and launched a Hawk missile!

The missile dragged its tail flame and rushed towards the opposite side. After adding the speed of the carrier aircraft, the speed of the missile was as high as Mach 5. With a sharp roar and the call of death, it flew towards the American fighter jet on the opposite side.

The AN/APG-70 radar was constantly refreshing the target data. When it was about to lock, a small echo appeared in the target echo. I immediately knew that something was wrong. The opponent had already launched a missile!

At this time, Lockett made a mistake.

The Iranians are pretending! Flying from the opposite side is a MiG-25. This kind of aircraft is equipped with R-40 missiles and has a very limited range. Now it is attacking the missiles aggressively just to scare itself from flying out of Iran's airspace!

If those missiles fly for a few more seconds, they will lose power and become uncontrolled rockets falling one after another!

With this thought in mind, Lockett continued to fly smoothly, allowing the weapons operator behind him to calmly launch the Sparrow missile.

The Sparrow air-to-air missile, which requires continuous wave guidance, needs the carrier aircraft to fly smoothly and point its nose at the opponent after launch, so that the Sparrow can keep flying under the radar waves. If the carrier aircraft maneuvers with a large overload, the Sparrow missile will lose its guidance capability.

The weapons operator in the back cabin was watching the radar screen nervously. The opponent's missile was flying very fast. It had now flown over a distance of twenty kilometers, but the speed seemed to show no sign of decreasing.

As the distance got closer, the weapons operator's heart kept beating wildly.

Originally, at such a long distance, the Iranians could only hit themselves with Phoenix missiles, but first. The Phoenix missiles of the Iranian Air Force have been used up in the Iran-Iraq war. Secondly, after being launched, according to the procedure, the Phoenix missiles will first jump to an altitude of more than 30,000 meters and fly in the thin air. Air resistance, and the missile flying from the opponent has a straight trajectory, it should not be a long-range weapon like the perverted Phoenix missile.

but. The other party is still flying towards me!

"That missile can reach us!" said the weapons operator in the rear cabin: "It is expected to arrive in five seconds! Captain Lockett!"

The weapons operator in the back cabin shouted, and Lockett's pupils in the front cabin were also dilated. Through the HUD in front, he had already seen the flying missile!

Damn it, do the Iranians have any new weapons? Lockett pushed the throttle, turned on the afterburner, pushed the rudder hard with his right foot, pushed the control stick to the right, and the fighter plane performed a steep roll and side turn to escape.

The radar warning receiver in the earphones sounded louder, and everything went dark. Then, Lockett felt the fighter plane he was piloting shake violently.

Damn it, got hit!

"Skydive!" Lockett shouted.

"Bang." The rocket engine of the seat ignited urgently, pushing the seat away from the newly broken hatch cover. After a few seconds, the seat separated from the person, and a white umbrella flower appeared in the sky.

A few seconds later. My eyes gradually brightened, the wind whistled in my ears, and high mountains appeared beneath my feet.

I remembered that in the last Gulf War, although Lockett launched missiles three times, he never shot down an enemy plane. But this time, it was actually shot down by the Iranians. Lockett was also extremely depressed.

Moreover, this is a barren mountain, and there is no telling when the search and rescue helicopter will arrive. It is best not to encounter the Iranians. Those people are man-eating monsters, especially Americans.

Lockett's F-15E was shot down by a Hawk missile launched by a MiG-25 because it underestimated the enemy. The other F-15E, because it maneuvered away early, unlocked the opponent's radar, successfully returned, and left Iranian airspace. .

It was observed that one of our own F-15E fighter jets crashed on Iranian territory. The early warning aircraft sent emergency information to the rear, and the rear headquarters immediately ordered a rescue operation for the pilot.

At this time, Lockett had not yet landed in the sky. When he regained his vision, he looked around and could not see the second floating umbrella flower. Where were his companions?

When Lockett looked down at his feet, he saw only a twisted parachute and a person still struggling.

Damn it, the parachute didn't open! Lockett opened his mouth, and the cold wind kept pouring into his mouth. He shouted down: "Quick, throw away the main umbrella and use the secondary umbrella!"

Unfortunately, his voice could not be heard below, and his companion seemed to fall directly like a big stone.

Without looking down, Lockett closed his eyes. He knew that his companions had no chance of survival, but he never imagined that his fate would be even more tragic than that of his companions.

"Look, there are people parachuting over there!" On the ground, a soldier holding an AK rifle said. He had a beard and strong lines on his face. At first glance, he was an Arab.

"That's an American! It's an American pilot!"

"Get him! Americans have occupied our Iraq!"

This is a group of Iraqis undergoing guerrilla training. They are young people who came over the border to support Saddam a few days ago. They are now training under the guidance of instructors who come from unknown places.

Ramal, who was originally a company commander in the Afghan Free Army, was once the leader of one of the many guerrilla groups in Afghanistan. Now, he was training these Iraqi soldiers. When he saw the umbrella flower in the sky, At that moment, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Back in Afghanistan, those ubiquitous airplanes were the guerrillas' biggest natural enemies. Therefore, the guerrillas' methods of dealing with those parachuting pilots were also very extreme.

Now, the Iraqis also have the same hatred for these Americans. This parachuting pilot was simply given to them for free! It's just right to use this American to strengthen the courage of his team members!

"Quickly, capture this American pilot!" Lamel shouted.

The Iraqis under his command had been gearing up for a long time. After hearing Ramal's order, they immediately took action, holding their rifles and running towards the direction of the opponent's landing.

Pilots are proud steel eagles in the sky and can launch arbitrary attacks on the ground. However, on the ground, pilots are not as good as ordinary soldiers!

Lockett swung his feet a few times and was about to touch the ground! He pulled the paracords on both sides with both hands and lowered his speed for the last time, feeling an impact on his feet wearing flying boots.

After landing smoothly, Lockett failed to stand still, and his body almost rolled to the ground. He then got up, reached behind, fumbled for a paratrooper's knife, and cut the parachute rope.

This is a hillside. If you don't cut off the parachute rope in time, you may be carried into the ravine by the parachute.

Panting, Lockett stood up. When he looked around again, his face instantly turned pale.

More than thirty armed men, at some point, had surrounded him from all sides! Lockett wanted to take out the flying pistol from behind, but such a pistol for self-defense could not fight off these armed men! Seeing that they were all holding automatic rifles, Lockett knew that he was the unlucky one, being captured by the other party as soon as he landed.

"Throw away your paratrooper knife, Mr. Pilot." came a voice from the other side.

Without drawing his gun, he still held the paratrooper knife in his hand. After analyzing the current situation, Lockett threw away his paratrooper island obediently.

"Toss, Ashton, go up and tie him up!" Lamel ordered to his two men.

Surrounded by automatic rifles, Lockett had no chance of resisting, so he was tied up by two Iraqi soldiers who came up.

"I am your prisoner now, and I hope you will abide by the Geneva Convention." Lockett said to these armed men.

Geneva Convention? Looking at this guy wearing an American flight suit, Lamel said: "When you threw bombs on our civilians and into our villages, did you abide by the Geneva Convention? You Americans, brazen invasion A sovereign country, trying to destroy our country, you invaders should receive the punishment you deserve!"

"If you kill me, we in the United States will not let you go, and you will die even worse." Lockett pretended to be calm.

"Kill you? Is it so cheap?" Lamel said: "Now, let's play a game, shall we?"

Play games?

Ramal said to the soldiers surrounding him: "Let's each cut him with a knife, but we can't kill him. Whoever kills him with a knife will have to accept the punishment and perform three night sentry missions. How about it?"

"Okay!" Someone immediately responded: "I'll go first!"

Holding the paratrooper knife he had just captured, the tall Iraqi soldier walked over, took the knife, inserted it directly into Lockett's butt, and then turned it around, cutting off a large piece of flesh.

"Ah." Lockett screamed, and as soon as he spoke, a piece of smelly trousers was stuffed into his mouth. It turned out to prevent him from committing suicide. Suddenly, he made a whining sound and looked at the beasts in front of him in horror. (To be continued ~^~)