Dragoon fighter

It’s so haunting!

Lin Mo noticed the F-22 "Raptor" team following him.

Light microscopy has a natural reconnaissance advantage, which puts the "Red Eagle" and "Raptor" teams in an information asymmetric angle, giving Lin Mo a huge advantage.

In fact, many opponents lost to Lin Mo who used the light microscope plug-in before they even played against each other.

The F-22 "Raptor" team has still not confirmed the true existence of the "Red Hawk", so the route is not very certain. They continue to make large-scale S-shaped maneuvers left and right to expand the search airspace.

They had no idea that every move they made would fall into Lin Mo's eyes.

Perhaps the F-22 Raptor is constantly scanning using its onboard phased array radar, but this is in vain.

U.S. military pilots would never have imagined that someone would actually conduct ultra-low-altitude supersonic cruise at an altitude of less than 100 meters, and the stealth performance of the aircraft was not inferior to that of their own fighter jets.

The complex terrain of Afghanistan and the stealth performance of the "Red Hawk" provide Lin Mo with a perfect double insurance.

New things popped up on the constantly moving onboard electronic map, attracting Lin Mo's attention.

The intelligence collected by the Dragoon military base is shared with the Dragoon consortium, and the same is not true of the Dragoon consortium.

One side has the technological advantage, and the other side has the local manpower advantage.

Every day, the two sides share and update their troop strength and assembly point distribution. The red and blue colors mark the offensive and defensive situation of both sides, and the electronic map looks like canines crisscrossing each other.

Lin Mo obviously noticed a bright spot marking the material assembly area. Nearby, there were 4,161 illegal militants attacking the area controlled by the dragoon consortium. They had assembled a division and were ready to go, equipped with armed helicopters and individual air defense missiles.

A big target that is not easy to provoke is particularly eye-catching on the map.

Lin Mo looked at the two F-22 "Raptor" teams that were chasing after him through the light microscope.

He knew that the other party was also using cheats.

Someone must have tipped off this "Birds of Prey" team.

Modern warfare is not like ancient warfare. Information warfare ranks first. As long as there is communication equipment, messages can be transmitted thousands of kilometers away in one second.

The J-18 "Red Eagle"'s ultra-low-altitude flight also provides air defense but not ground defense. Perhaps someone on the ground discovered its traces and notified the US military in Afghanistan.

Start counting ammunition.

The warehouse is full of aircraft cannon bullets! Thank you Dragon God, this is really good news.

There was still 60% left in the external fuel tank, which was enough to get him home. Even if he lost the fuel tank, the built-in fuel tank would still be enough for him to fly back to the airport in China.

The air-to-air missiles under the wings had already been fired. The bad news is that it has less ammunition, but the good news is that it is more invisible.

There is also a 500kg high-explosive cluster bomb and two air-to-air missiles in the built-in weapons bay, which are emergency.

There are still enough chips!

Then have some fun.

Lin Mo pulled the joystick backward, climbed quickly, opened the weapon bay, and released the half-wave vibrator. Five seconds later, it recovered, closed the weapons bay, lowered its altitude again, and headed directly towards the gathering point of illegal armed elements on the electronic map.

Agents of international forces are obeying the forces behind them in Takhar Province, swaying dollars, constantly dispatching troops, and large amounts of material resources are constantly being transported to the assembly point outside the newly conquered city of Talogan, and are being continuously sent to the north. .

The assembly point outside Talogan City is busy from morning to night, and hundreds of large trucks are overloaded and rush back and forth almost every day. If you transport ammunition and materials and leave them in the country, you will have to pay a fine, have your driver's license revoked, and have your vehicle confiscated.

The 20,000 illegal militants who were fighting fiercely fought fiercely with the dragoon consortium's defense group and militia. The two sides constantly fought for positions and tried to annihilate each other's effective forces. The battle was almost fierce. Both sides tried their best to fight to the death. Fight.

The consequent consumption of ammunition far exceeded both sides' imaginations.

Large sums of euros and dollars were poured into the battlefield, and countless guns, ammunition and various arms were constantly sent to the line of fire. Agents and militants established a material staging area outside Talogan, the newly captured capital of Takhar province. A steady stream of weapons and ammunition is transported from Iran and Uzbekistan, and even from Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan. To meet the war needs of nearly 20,000 people.

More warlords and armed organizations were attracted by the Jinyuan offensive of the agents. They roared and gathered towards the northern provinces of Baghlan and Kunduz, and rushed towards Takhar and Panjshir provinces.

As the Dragoon Consortium continues to accuse the government forces of supporting illegal armed forces to attack the four northern provinces with hard facts, many officials in the Afghan government, who are angry and angry, completely tear off the hypocrisy, turn a blind eye to the Dragoon Consortium's protests, and even blatantly support the banditry of illegal armed elements.

If it were not for the support of the Chinese side, the four northern provinces controlled by the dragoon consortium would have fallen long ago, and the innocent civilians would once again live a terrible life of chaos and chaos.

With the support of a large amount of cheap war materials from the Chinese side, and the support of civilians in the four northern provinces, Shali resolutely decided to expand the army, and nearly 10,000 militiamen accepted the reorganization of the defense regiment's training camp.

While deploying a new line of defense, high-density military training is conducted, and they may go to the battlefield at any time.

The scouts of the Dragoon consortium, like the spies of the illegal armed elements, penetrate into the opponent's hinterland to investigate.

The big target that Lin Mo and the J-18 "Red Eagle" approached was exactly the target that the dragoon consortium scouts risked their lives to confirm a week ago.

Although the small town of Talogan has the natural advantage of convenient transportation, the agents did not place the assembly point in Talogan City.

The satellite longitude and latitude coordinates of the small town are well known. If the dragoon consortium obtains cruise missiles from other places, it can directly launch all the people and materials at this assembly point into the sky with just a few rounds.

There are mountains of weapons and ammunition there, it's like a super gun bag.

Suddenly, the air defense siren sounded at the assembly point of the illegal armed elements. This was originally to respond to the attack of the dragoon consortium "Super Tucano", but unexpectedly it finally came in handy today. The shrill siren made the camp area at the assembly point a mess. Chaos.

The agents set up multiple warning posts within a radius of fifteen kilometers from the assembly point. They had just spotted a jet fighter flying at an ultra-low altitude and flying menacingly towards Talogan City. The militants at those posts immediately rushed to the assembly point. An alarm was raised.

The visitor is not good!

In the depth of the outer security circle, before those illegal militant security posts had time to pick up the shoulder-mounted anti-aircraft missiles, the black and gray jet fighter whizzed past in an extremely strange way, grazing the attack radius of the anti-aircraft missiles.

Even if the missile is launched, it is useless. The fighter jet is just outside the maximum range and does not even need to evade.

It was as if they had seen those warning posts a long time ago, and they penetrated the outer defense line so easily, as if they were entering an uninhabited land.

"Enemy attack! There is a fighter jet, it's an F-22, American!"

"Air strike! Air strike! Bring out the anti-aircraft missiles."

"Machine gun, everyone enter the bunker, pull the camouflage net quickly! Damn it, don't run around, don't get together, do you want to die?"

People kept shouting and running at the assembly point. Some of the little bandits who had never seen the world were simply frightened. These two words, Americans, fighter jets, were enough to make them wet their pants. The United States had beaten Afghanistan to death. Crap.

Some people in the assembly point who were former Taliban naturally knew how powerful the Americans were.

"American, how is this possible?" The cigar from Agent Jedin's mouth fell to the ground unconsciously, with a look of disbelief on his face.

They have been fighting here for more than half a month. The Americans and the Kabul government have ignored it, turning a blind eye and pretending not to see it. They have intervened long ago.

He, like several other agents, has a background in the American consortium. How could they not know that the US Air Force was dispatching fighter jets? !

This is just so weird.

Jadin thought of a possibility, could it be training?

Whether it is training or a real attack, the former is more likely. No matter which one it is, let's stabilize this chaotic situation first. If this continues, the camp will have to be blown up. There are weapons and ammunition everywhere here, and something unexpected happens. , everyone has to finish playing.

"Quiet! Quiet! U.S. military fighter jets are practicing. They are just passing by. It's okay. Please calm down."

Jie Ding took the lead in shouting, and by the way, he pulled his men to shout along with him. He took out his pistol and pointed it at the sky and fired two shots before he stabilized himself.

The agents at the assembly point also came to their senses and shouted the same way, trying their best to stabilize the people running and screaming in the assembly point camp.

The huge roar of the fighter jets has approached the assembly point camp, and everyone can clearly hear the crisp and clear explosions that continuously tear through the sound barrier.

That's a fighter jet hovering at the critical point of sonic speed.

"Quiet! Don't run around." Agent Jedin waved his hand and successfully suppressed the rioters beside him, and the camp was returning to normal order.

Bang!~A slight abnormal sound suddenly appeared in the sky, and was swallowed up by the roar of the battle engine at the same time.

Jie Ding suddenly noticed that the sky had turned cloudy and raised his head to look at the sky.

Like many people who raised their heads to look at the sky, he saw countless densely packed small black dots in the sky heading towards his face.

With a huge roar like rolling thunder, a black shadow quickly flew across the sky and headed west.

"My God!" Jadin only had time to curse before he was drowned by an explosion of fire.

The impact point coverage exceeding the size of a football field not only caused a large number of casualties.

What's even more frightening is that the accumulation of ammunition everywhere is like a volcano that was detonated in an instant.