Chapter 1422 Fifteen Battles Sixteen

Zhou Qingfeng drove the J-15 specially modified for him to set off from the Shenfei Base in the Northeast of the Rabbit, and directly transferred to the "No. 16 Fishery Administration Ship" on the sea by virtue of his super long voyage.

After the plane was overhauled and fuel was replenished, Zhou Qingfeng took off again and rushed out of the island chain. Under the eyes of the Japanese and American aviation surveillance systems, he used the cover of the island to open the time and space gate and return to the wasteland.

Before Zhou Qingfeng left the wasteland, he was on the ground, but when he returned after opening the time-space gate, he was flying a fighter plane roaring into the sky. The section by section of the Mach ring can be clearly seen in the blue engine jet flame, and the fighter plane of dozens of tons climbed rapidly.

When Zhou Qingfeng went to the real world to ask for help, the Enclave's F-16 had just finished bombing the city of Merida. Standing in the wilderness outside the city, he could hear the rumble that was fading away.

Theoretically speaking, Zhou Qingfeng's appearance in a fighter plane would not attract the attention of the opponent. The F-16 that dropped the bomb had at most a few 'Rattlesnakes' in close combat. But you have to be careful in everything, right?

During the rapid climb, Zhou Qingfeng first turned on the photoelectric sensor on the nose of the aircraft. The passive infrared detection method can find the opponent without arousing the opponent's alertness, but he circled the air and found no target... .

Obviously, the opponent has flown a long distance.

Open the radar!

Zhou Qingfeng activated the phased array radar on the nose of the aircraft. Rabbit's electronic technology has advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years. Although it is still far from the thief eagle, it has far surpassed its master Mao Xiong back then. As a heavy fighter, the J-15 can provide abundant power, which makes the radar extremely powerful.

For a typical non-stealth third-generation aircraft like the F-16, the detection range of the phased array radar can reach three to four hundred kilometers. Due to the correct pointing, the J-15's fire control computer caught the target almost the moment Zhou Qingfeng turned on the radar.

According to the comparison of the characteristics of the radar reflection waves, Zhou Qingfeng's head-up display showed four fighter planes flying at high speed.

Four F-16s?

Zhou Qingfeng always thought that he only had to deal with two of them.

The simplest formation of fighter planes should be the lead plane and the wingman, just two planes. In front of him, two F-16s were moving away at a distance of about 70 to 80 kilometers from Zhou Qingfeng, but two other F-16s were approaching about 200 kilometers away.

Fuk, what the hell is this non-stop air raid on me!

Think about the fact that three Mexican divisions have arrived in Merida in the past two days,

In all likelihood, the enemy's general offensive is about to begin. Zhou Qingfeng's face darkened, and he thought to himself: This is to put me to death!

No matter how much it is, it's time to do it now.

Zhou Qingfeng thought for only two or three seconds, and immediately made a decision. Under his wing hangs two 'Thunderbolt-15' with super long range. The theory of these two missiles should be that it is safer to pinch a target.

But now there are too many opponents, Zhou Qingfeng can only be greedy. He manipulated the radar to distribute the firepower channels, locked on the two F-16s that were attacking at the furthest distance, and the target data was injected into the two big guys under the wings in an instant.

A 'Thunderbolt-15' popped out of the pylon, fell for a certain distance with the inertia of hundreds of kilometers per hour, started the engine, accelerated, roared, and rushed into the distance fearlessly. Another 'Thunderbolt-15' also quickly detached from the pylon, and under the impetus of the powerful tail flame, the speed soared to Mach 6, bursting!

At this moment, over the Yucatan Strait, a two-plane formation of the Enclave Air Force is flying. The lead plane, Lieutenant Colonel Crowder, is from Texas. He used to be a member of the National Guard and served in the Gulf region in the F-16 in his early years.

The old Lieutenant Colonel Claude is very proud of being able to fly the F-16 into the air again in the last days. He likes the noble feeling of manipulating powerful equipment to safeguard world peace and American interests.

"God bless America!" Claude shouted cheerfully on the radio, which drew laughter from the wingman and his companions. His task tonight is to destroy the defense system of Merida, Mexico. It is said that those useless Mexican government troops were stopped by a group of guerrillas.

Flying at night requires full concentration, but Lieutenant Colonel Claude is flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters at the moment, which is a very fuel-efficient and safe altitude. He is in contact with the returning fleet, and the two sides still have time to chat about supper or something else?

The wingman radioed, "Colonel, I'm getting tired of this kind of flying. The bombs I drop are worth more than what we destroy. Why don't we just attack Havana? I'm already famous for the 'Cat's Claw Club' there." Long."

Hahaha... Lieutenant Colonel Claude laughed a few times, "Don't ask me why? Politicians always think too much, but I also want to set foot in Havana to enjoy it. I have traveled to Cuba many times before, The girls there are all passionate."

After speaking, Lieutenant Colonel Claude laughed again, but this time he could not hear the voice of the wingman pilot echoing. What came out of the radio was the confused and panicked screams of my colleagues, "Damn, what's going on? I'm locked on, and the radar warning plane is calling the police. There are enemies around!"

The radar warning machine is calling the police?

Lieutenant Colonel Claude's first reaction was that their fighter planes were being targeted by the air defense radar on the ground, but the problem is that they are at sea! They were under the protection of their own warships all the way over, and it is impossible for warships of hostile forces to be active.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Claude's landline suddenly sounded an alarm, and the omnidirectional radar warning plane clearly showed that the danger was coming from the front!

hell!

Intensive warning sounds indicate that the hidden opponent has completed the fire control lock, and the attack is likely to be on the way. Claude broke out in a cold sweat immediately, he yelled 'avoid', and quickly controlled the fighter to roll over and try to escape.

Claude also adjusted the radar mode at the same time, and there were three targets directly in front of the scanning head, two of which were identified as friendly aircraft, and the farthest one was an enemy.

"Fuk, this guy actually locked us two hundred kilometers away." Claude immediately calmed down. He quickly reported the situation to his wingman, and contacted the friendly plane in front and the air force base behind at a very fast speed.

There are not many missiles that can hit 200 kilometers, and Claude feels that he will not be too unlucky. Although I know that the Aurora Legion has F-22 and F-35 in their hands, it may be detected by F-16's radar at such a long distance, this must be the same third-generation aircraft as them.

"Don't be afraid, the enemy only has one fighter plane. Let's split left and right, and attack the target from both sides." Lieutenant Colonel Claude is very experienced. You must know that air combat also has tactics, and simple cooperation can make all the efforts of the opponent in vain.

The two F-16s returning ahead were also rolling and turning around. They are more threatened and desperate to counter. Claude thought for a while, and felt that in order to kill the reckless opponent on the opposite side, he still had to get to close combat distance.

Because this time the two F-16 fleets came out to carry out ground attack missions, most of them were carrying laser-guided bombs, and only two pitiful 'Rattlesnakes' were used for self-defense. Despite the fact that the maximum range of the 'Rattlesnake' is tens of kilometers on paper, its effective range is only a dozen kilometers in reality.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we cooperate well, the 'Rattlesnake' can kill that idiot." Claude encouraged his teammates on the radio. He has not conducted air combat for many years, and he did not even shoot down any fighters in the Gulf region of the Middle East. enemy plane.

"My blood is rolling, my heart is beating wildly, and my heart is crying. Praise God, I finally have a chance..." Lieutenant Colonel Crowder was praying before the battle to boost morale, but suddenly the radio came. The frantic call came from the returning fleet that had just completed a turn.

"I'm Locke 60, my wingman is shot down, the opponent is equipped with medium-range bombs. Repeat, my wingman is shot down. I'm about to parachute."

The shouting stopped abruptly, and the radio was quiet for a few seconds. The Enclave Air Force Base in Florida immediately yelled like crazy, asking what happened?

Lieutenant Colonel Claude was stunned when he said the prayer oath. He stared at the two dots that disappeared on the radar screen, and murmured in disbelief: "Damn, the opponent is equipped with medium-range bombs, and we just lost two F-16s."

And at this moment, Didi's radar warning plane is still screaming desperately!