Dragoon fighter

Chapter 262 - Lao Ji opens a new chapter

p-15 "As a professional "agent" traveling in the Middle East, Lawrence knows the origin of Mustang all too well.

"Red Scorpion" originally owned the air force and had a certain understanding of things on the plane.

Although there are rumors that the United States will re-produce a batch of P-15 "Mustang" for use in the anti-bandit battle in Afghanistan, it has not been implemented after all. If it is really the relationship between the United States, I am afraid that I should be the first to get the news. people.

A Sanwu product without any logo is unlikely to have the support of any powerful organization, otherwise there would not be only one aircraft, and it is such an old model. Even the regular trainer aircraft of the air forces of various countries are inferior to this one. powerful.

Lawrence suddenly felt more confident. He was still speculating and uneasy, but now, he directly issued an attack order.

The machine guns that had just been placed in several corners of the camp immediately aimed at the sky and fired. Because they were attacking Gemstone Valley, it was mainly a ground battle, and they did not bring professional anti-aircraft weapons. The only anti-aircraft weapons that could be used were High level shooting machine gun.

Even some militants use their AK47s to join in the fun. Perhaps for them, shooting down a fighter jet, no matter how old it is, is definitely the best asset for future rankings.

For those who are good at martial arts, this record is enough to be proud of.

Gunshots continued to ring out in the camp, and the tracer bullets from the high-level machine guns were extremely eye-catching and formed into tongues of flames drawn into the sky. There were more 7.62mm AK47 bullets invisible to the naked eye, tearing through the air like locusts and heading towards the P- 15 "Wild Horses" left.

"Such a warm welcome, so lively!"

Lin Mo took the time to look at the coalition camp at an altitude of 1,500 meters. The only things that could threaten him at this altitude were large-caliber weapons such as high-level machine guns.

This guy with gold coins has long been stuffed into the machine body by Bei Mo, but he wants to completely put this n

Bringing the "Mustang" piston fighter back home is a good thing. Even if it is no longer used, you can sell it to any collector and you can get a lot of money.

Of course, the domestic military aircraft design institutes are not interested in this antique. Only small aircraft manufacturers are interested, and the price is probably not low. After all, it is a military-quality fighter jet.

Even if a bullet hits the machine body, it will naturally be accepted by the giant metal dragon that is integrated with the machine body. After all, it is not a domestic model being compiled in China. Lin Mo can finish it how he wants, and there is no need to deal with the domestic military. Fang explained the magic of this "Mustang".

Now is the era of jet fighters, and no one will be interested in piston propeller fighters.

I was also satisfied with the gold coins I had eaten last night, five "Metal Storm", more than ten sets of special nano-metal heavy armor, and two solid armored vehicles. Not only was I full and full, but I also collected a lot of precious electronic components. Materials for military use are good things that cannot be bought on the market.

Worked after eating. The golden dragon, which had not flown in the sky for a long time, regarded it as a warm-up and did not refuse. Not only did it smoothly integrate into the P-15 "Mustang" fighter jet, it served as a good protection umbrella for Lin Mo, but also His own void magnetic field talent was stacked on the fuselage, making the nearly four-ton machine suddenly lighter by nearly half after refueling.

The effect brought about is that the flexibility and speed of the aircraft body increase linearly, even close to that of a subsonic fighter. Even in level flight, its speed is not inferior to the original high speed of diving down from high altitude.

No one came to read the black box. All the people on the scene were enemies, and no one came to retrieve the n-fuse. Lin Mo was even more bold and free-spirited than when he was stationed in the J-10.

Rolling sideways and barrel-rolling, the P-15 was like a real wild horse, galloping wantonly in the sky. Its dazzling maneuvers caused most of the firepower of the militants on the ground to miss.

"Lin Mo, damn it, can you let me have more snacks! It's such a pity."

The lazy dragon, who has become accustomed to opening its mouth for food, complained similarly to the militants on the ground. It was such a waste to not fight.

Even if he was pretending, Lin Mo's skills seemed to be a little too high. The aerial knight combat skills and consciousness of the two worlds turned this old antique into something magical, making the ground firepower chase in vain.

"Don't worry, I'm about to attack! Help me block it!" P-15 "Ye Er, pulled out a turn and rushed the nose of the plane towards the ground. The heavy machine guns on both sides of the wings roared and responded unceremoniously. Two tongues of fire.

Meter-caliber heavy machine gun bullets tore apart tents and human bodies on the ground, leaving blood and flesh flying everywhere. Although it was an old-fashioned aircraft, under the guidance of light mirror technology, Lin Mo's shooting ability was not weakened. too much.

World War II aircraft, which did not have missiles as weapons in air combat, had an unprecedented level of machine gun firepower that was far inferior to modern jet fighters.

If the firepower of the M. Browning heavy machine gun is in its intact state, it is even more ferocious than the J-10's 23mm aerial cannon when attacking ground targets.

It’s no wonder that the Americans feel that using the F-22 in Afghanistan is like using anti-aircraft artillery to fight mosquitoes, which is too powerful to use, and they are reconsidering the use of the ace fighter from the Second World War.

In mountainous areas like Afghanistan, old aircraft such as the P-15 are a better choice.

Now, Lin Mo is verifying this idea for the Americans, but the unlucky children are the coalition forces of the "Taliban", "Allah Purification Mission", "Jihad Army" and "World Uyghur Congress" who have used their own flesh and blood and lives to This assumption proved to be extremely correct.

“Call “Knight,” call “Knight,”…

The voice of the mercenary leader Aibike came from the earphones of Lin Mo's helmet. It was easier to receive radio signals in the air than on the ground. There were no mountains to block it, and Aibike's voice was clearly transmitted.

"Okay, I'm Knight. I heard it, Abby! What's the matter?" Lin Mo shook the wings left and right and threw two small bombs off the hangers on both sides of the wings. A TNT explosive with a charge of 50 kilograms was a soil bomb jointly made by Lin Mo and the Pathans. It was detonated by the detonator fuse of the warhead. Several hand grenades were also placed in it, and a lot of steel balls and nails were stuffed into it to make fragments. , the effect of throwing it away is definitely very refreshing.

There is also a 200 kilogram big thing under the belly of the P-15 "Mustang". This was something the original owner of the aircraft brought over. It was originally an aerial bomb shell and was used to hold the original owner's food and food. Living supplies were now reused by Lin Mo and restored to their original functions.

Two huge fireballs exploded in the area where the militants were most concentrated in the camp, and countless shrapnel directly wiped out everything within a 30-meter radius.

From the air, you can even clearly see two large black radial explosion marks on the ground after the thick smoke disperses, like two blooming black chrysanthemums.

As for the tent fragments burning between the petals, the scattered fragments were human tissue and weapon fragments. The 50 kilogram equivalent also detonated grenades or hand grenades on the dead and injured, causing more casualties.

"My man, Omar, you should have seen, is the dark and skinny boy. I asked him to lead people to destroy the enemy's supply depot in the morning. From what I heard just now, you should be attacking their camp. "

"Yes, two bombs were just thrown. They were only aimed at the crowds and not at the material piles." "Thank God, thank God. I don't know if they did it. You'd better observe and don't accidentally injure them." I still hope that these little bastards will continue to come back and work for me. It is not easy to find obedient and smart subordinates these days." "Understood, I have seen them and are installing explosives! I will attack other targets first. , turn around and cover their evacuation."

"It's great that you can see them. My God, your eyesight is really amazing. Thank you so much."

"a piece of cake."

Lin Mo pulled the joystick and began to fly in an arrogant manner over the camp. He even lowered the flying altitude to an ultra-low altitude of 300 meters, teasing the militants to fire in the air, consuming their ammunition in vain, and occasionally rolling in the barrel. While maneuvering, throw a grenade or mortar shell outside the cockpit.

Lin Mo had more than a dozen of these gadgets hanging on his body. They were all used as small bombs and often had unexpected effects.

As for the bullets that occasionally hit the machine body, they were completely accepted by the gold coins, which was not enough to fill the gap between the teeth.

The militants on the ground didn't even care that the plane would come back to drop bombs at any time. They raised their guns and opened fire wildly, always thinking that they could bring down the plane in the next second. The ground was soon covered with bullet casings.

"What the heck! Is this still a P-15? I think it's even more powerful than a tank!" Lawrence stared at the people in the sky who seemed to be performing aerobatics with his eyes wide open. Occasionally, flames swept down, completely forgetting about the anti-aircraft weapons. A large number of molecules were knocked down directly, and even the bullets bounced and could injure several of them. These guys who were crazy about masturbating had no idea how to dodge.

He clearly saw that the P-15 was shrouded in a dense barrage, but not even a bit of black smoke came out. It was still alive and kicking and stirred up the whole camp. Could it be that so many bullets were not fired? To the point?

No, this is definitely not an ordinary flying enthusiast, but a serious Air Force pilot. Many maneuvers can only be performed by formal pilots. Lawrence judged that driving n

The pilot who piloted the "Mustang" was definitely an experienced veteran, otherwise he would not have been able to outplay the shooters in so many ground-to-air attacks.

Could this really be an air force base? This thought came out of Lawrence's heart like a demon again. No, no, the windshield of the "Mustang" was knocked off. It should not be a training aircraft, but a used one. If There is a real air force base in the valley, and such an antique cannot be sent out. ! .

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