Dragoon fighter

The Indian Air Force changed its previous situation of not having an early warning aircraft to cooperate with the battle, and at the same time dispatched two Israeli-made A-50ei early warning aircraft.

The two "Falcon" and the Pakistani "Sabertooth Tiger" were fighting fiercely on the invisible electronic battlefield. Various jamming modes, reconnaissance locking, authentic and false signals, and data packet intrusion made all the crew members in the cabin fast. Crazy busy.

"Quickly, suppress them, use c26 mode! Send standard fake attack data packets! They have two early warning aircraft, haha, we can hit them without fail!"

"Stop talking nonsense, build a firewall, lock them, don't let them intrude, use simulated fire control radar to shine!"

"The entire frequency band is blocked. Have you found their channel pattern? We want to invade their channel!"

"Pay attention to the air defense. Don't let them use anti-aircraft missiles to kill us. Call the 'boss cat' and ask them to send two combat aircraft to escort us. I think it's a bit confusing!"

Before the fighter jets had fully come into contact, the early warning aircraft of the two countries were already flying across the vast distance.

"Come on, come on! Let me go to the bathroom first!" Lin Mo's "Fierce Dragon" made a hook maneuver, turned around and ran away, and then made a wide side bend to prepare for the wing.

Are you kidding me? Didn't you see at least six missiles locking on him directly beyond visual range without even looking at him?

With Lin Moyi's bold and superb maneuvering skills, relying on the fc-1 "Xiao Longhe's supersonic speed to deal with those air-to-air missiles is still a bit shabby."

Lin Mo never thought that one person could shoot down all the Indian fighter jets. Although in his eyes, the Indian planes seemed like bundles of RMB flying in the sky, but too many "RMB" could kill people.

The Indian fighter formation was extremely loose, obviously taking into account the Pakistani ambush, and did not give Lin Mo a chance to drag six missiles into the formation.

Pulling a wide curve and maneuvering like a snake, the first missile was swung by Lin Mo not far from the left wing and exploded into a ball of fire.

Sometimes this is the case. In order to get close to the missile and explode it directly, this requires superb evasion skills. If it fails, it will be a tragedy.

With the mobility of those missiles, Lin Mo didn't have the guts to let these little guys chase him for a few more seconds.

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Now it's a race against time, every second is life, these terrible air-to-air radars can reach more than 1,200 meters per second, and can blow themselves into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Faced with a large number of aircraft fleets and reinforcements that have not yet arrived, Lin Mo does not want to use low-altitude maneuvering tactics. The Indian aircraft fleet only needs another round of air-to-air missiles, coupled with ground anti-aircraft firepower to attack from above and below, then there will be no way to the sky. , there is no way to enter the ground.

Boom!~

The "Fierce Dragon" fuselage shook, and another air-to-air missile was fired in the same way. The impact of the explosion shook the "Fierce Dragon" fuselage.

"Dragon Knight, how are you?!"

"Hoo ho! It's so refreshing. It's comparable to a massage from a soft girl, and it even comes with surround sound."

Several small light spots representing missiles on the radar screen were chasing the "Fierce Dragon" at high speed. The situation was not optimistic, but Lin Mo was obviously still stubborn.

Boom boom!~

Two more bombs exploded directly. Although Lin Mo said he was not convinced, he was really worried about whether the small body of the FC-1 "Fierce Dragon" could withstand a few more close-range explosions. He had already seen several small holes. If the wing material had not been focused on solidity and strength, it would have been torn apart by the high-speed airflow.

"Dragon Knight, hold on, we are coming!"

Several long trails in the sky rushed towards them, and four fc-20 "Fierce Dragons" rushed towards them.

"Thank God, if you don't come, I will be fucked by the Asans."

Lin Mo wiped his hands with cold sweat. The damn aerodynamic layout of the "Fierce Dragon" is still no match for the fc-20. It is just a big toy. Pakistan wants to be cheap and practical, but it still has to compare with the f-16. The result is that Come out with such a cheap product that can shrink.

Lin Mo had tried his best to squeeze the energy of "Fierce Dragon" to the extreme, and then narrowly escaped a missile salvo. The remaining ones were volleyed and exploded by the red outside jamming missiles he threw out one after another. .

Almost at the same time as the evasive maneuver ended, Lin Mo activated two Sparrow medium-range air-to-air missiles, and two streaks of white smoke shot out from under the wings, heading straight for India's domestic LCA "Tejas" fighter jet.

Immediately afterwards, the "Fierce Dragon" found an opportunity and took the opportunity to insert itself into the formation of the Indian fighter Mirage-2000 fleet. Of course, it was picking the weakest persimmons against the Su-30mki. One or two is fine, but if there are more, it is looking for abuse.

The Indian Asan's fighter jets were not so lucky. At the same time as Lin Mo inserted into the Indian formation, the missiles launched by four fc-20s also arrived. Two of the locked fighter jets failed to complete the evasive maneuvers and exploded in the air. There was a ball of fire, but Lin Mo's two sparrows did not miss. He directly ignored the red interference bombs of the Indian fighter jets and directly bit down two "Glory"s.

The so-called "Tejas" fighter jet made in India uses the same large delta wing without horizontal tail as the Mirage-2000. It is a cannon fodder light aircraft of the same level as the "Fierce Dragon". Its supersonic speed is not as fast as that of the "Fierce Dragon". It dares to compete with the FC -20 A group fight, isn’t that just looking for a beating?

The Indian pilot who reacted quickly saw that the missile was approaching and could not get away. He immediately ejected out of the cabin. The small white umbrella hua staggered to the ground and unfortunately fell directly into the area controlled by the Pakistani ground forces.

The "Fierce Dragon" that maneuvered from evading missiles to counterattack in a few breaths was like a Hollywood blockbuster in front of the eyes of all Indian fighter pilots. It was based on some kind of gel-style plot. Of course, Indians would prefer it to be Bollywood. , but this blockbuster is not good-looking at all, it is completely a nightmarish horror movie.

The Indian Assans had no idea that the people who were slapping them left and right were not their old rivals, the Pakistanis, but the Chinese volunteer pilots next door.

As soon as he sat in the cockpit, put on his anti-German suit, put on his helmet, and put on his oxygen mask, Lin Mo couldn't tell which country he was from even if he used optics, let alone this gang of Asan.

There were air-to-air weapons hanging under the wings. Lin Mo was like a flock of tigers and sheep, chasing and killing directly in the Mirage-2000 fleet. The bullets from the aircraft guns sprayed out. Lin Mo bit a Mirage-2000 and invaded it. There is a blind spot within the attack envelope ring, a blind spot that the missile cannot lock on at all.

During the constant scissor barrel battle with the Mirage-2000 in the air, the omnidirectional light mirror array was turned on in the cabin, giving it a super viewing angle that was more powerful than that of ordinary pilots.

No matter how he rolled, Lin Mo could clearly see the position of every fighter jet around him, and even fired ahead of time. When other Indian fighter jets were throwing their weapons, he fired without any scruples. This kind of unexpected attack The strange attack in the bowl looking at the pot made the Indian pilots panic.

The "Fierce Dragon" suddenly launched a large loop maneuver against the chasing enemy formation, followed by a thrilling high-overload roll maneuver. Orange flames bloomed from the cannon muzzle, and a barrage appeared. After firing together, one Mirage-2000 was emitting black smoke. In a blink of an eye, the fire became larger and exploded into a ball of fire. The other Mirage-2000 fled in panic.

Everyone knows that the pilot of this star-studded fc-1 "Fierce Dragon" is definitely a super ace, but the attack maneuvers covered with thorns make the Indian fighter pilots constrained. If they are not careful, they will really achieve success on the opponent. A true knockout mark.

The four fc-20s in the air completely broke up and joined the Su-30mki, MiG-29, and LCA "Tejas" fleets in a melee with less force and more weapons. The cannons of the aircraft guns were flying around.

After a while, multiple squadrons of the Pakistan Air Force, which were constantly conducting supersonic relays, rushed to the rescue and joined the battle group. The entire ceasefire line was filled with fighter jets chasing each other.

The black smoke from burning bombs, the trajectory of aircraft cannons, the trails of missiles, and occasionally the fireballs from bombardment and explosions filled the sky.

What was originally a clear sky turned into a killing field everywhere in the blink of an eye.

The full perspective brought by the light mirror technique made Lin Mo very comfortable in this kind of melee. In addition to constantly playing with the target he was following, he could also instantly lock onto enemy aircraft that suddenly passed by the "Fierce Dragon" attack envelope.

There is a big melee and a big chase. Maybe while chasing the enemy plane, you may be hit by another enemy plane that comes out of nowhere. It is also possible that the cannon you fired may not hit your own target.

The roles of those who are chasing and those who are escaping may change at any time, and the escaping fighter may also transform into a hunter and shoot down the opponent pursuing him.

In the blink of an eye, several fighter jets crashed or exploded into fireballs. A battle of this scale made all the pilots red-eyed. Regardless of the dangerous stray bullets around them, they fought desperately with their opponents and used all their maneuvering tactics. , tried his best, wandering countless times between the single-choice question of shooting down and being shot down.

Every second is as long as a year. No one knows that their fighter will be torn into pieces by the aircraft cannon coming out of nowhere, or that they will not even have a chance to eject and will be directly blown into a ball of fire by the missile.

The shells in the melee are completely a luxury. The scattered shrapnel, the stray bullets fired from unknown sources, and the passing airflow are all killers of killing people.

With an excellent sense of space, Lin Mo seemed to have suddenly returned to the battlefield with the Texi Empire, piloting a fighter jet to engage in a desperate battle with the enemy's aerial cavalry. This comfortable feeling of being one with the human body was far better than piloting a giant dragon. Wielding the Dragon-Slaying Giant Sword is countless times more enjoyable. ! .