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Chapter 704: Longxia Air Force changes tactics, and even dogfights are a mess

Well, the range of these missiles launched by the Longxia Air Force far exceeds 120 kilometers!

This directly overturned their cognition and worldview. They almost subconsciously thought that the Longxia Air Force was growing rapidly without anyone noticing, and the speed of fighter jet replacement exceeded theirs!
After a brief moment of shock, all the pilots heard the crazy warning sounds of missile locks in their cockpits.

It was obvious that the radar had detected it. The blood-red light filled the cabin, almost dyeing the pilot red.

The pilots were almost going crazy from the noisy environment. They felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"Everyone, pay attention. Don't worry about the enemy planes. Focus on those missiles and fire!" At this time, the captain of the vanguard team was still calm and shouted hurriedly.

"Hi!"

The pilots from the East Wilderness Tribe hurriedly controlled their fighter planes to lock onto the incoming missiles, and then directly pressed the launch button.

In an instant, the fighter jet shook, and the air-to-air missiles were ejected from the racks under the wings of the aircraft, ignited in the air, and then the missiles burst towards their respective targets.

In an instant, the two sides collided head-on and opened fire on each other.

The only weird thing was that one side launched air-to-air missiles in advance, while the other side had fighter jets hastily launched missiles in response.

This shows that even though the Donghuang Tribe's carrier-based aircraft were imported from the Eagle Tribe and were more advanced than most of the equipment of the Longxia Air Force, the Longxia Air Force's fighter jets were not within the radar detection range.

In this way, the Donghuang pilots can only use missiles to lock onto the incoming missiles and try to intercept them in this way.

From this perspective, they switched their offense and defense posture in an instant, becoming the passive defender and losing the initiative.

If they found the Longxia tribe's fighter planes in advance and locked them, they could open fire at the same time as the Longxia Air Force fighter formation. In this case, the final competition would be the performance of the fighter planes. If the performance and maneuverability were poor, they would naturally be destroyed by the missiles.

If the performance is good, it can maneuver or use other methods to avoid being hit by missiles.

Distance is the key to making the transition from offense to defense for both parties. The carrier-based aircraft of the Donghuang tribe can only passively defend now and cannot cause any substantial damage to the Longxia Air Force fighter jets.

It would have been a different matter if the Longxia Air Force fighters had continued to move forward and had not launched air-to-air missiles at a distance of 120 kilometers, but had instead entered the strike range of 100 kilometers.

This was the consensus of almost all pilots of the Donghuang tribe. Even the captain of the Kitakaze at sea, Mai Onodera, and everyone on the Toriumi thought so.

However, when the pilots of the Donghuang tribe did not notice this scene, Onodera Mai and others on the sea had already realized that something was wrong.

Inside the main control room of the Kitazawa missile destroyer.

Onodera Mai stood in front of the radar screen, shouting nervously: "Closer, closer, Longxia pilots, come on, we are just a little bit away, and will soon be within the strike range of our air force."

The deputy captain and others around him also shouted in a low voice, and many people prayed silently.

However, soon their eyes that were fixed on the radar screen suddenly widened several inches, revealing disbelief.

On the radar display, they found that the first batch of Longxia Air Force fighters that had fired missiles had turned around and returned, and did not bother with you at all.

In other words, even if the fighter jets of the Donghuang tribe wanted to seek revenge on the Longxia Air Force, they would not be able to find any targets.

This was so damn embarrassing that the entire air froze for a moment.

It's completely different from what they expected. It's really unexpected, right?

After a moment's silence, Mai Onodera started cursing.

"Baga, the Longxia Air Force is a bunch of bastards. They are so cunning. They ran away after launching the missiles. Do they have any rules at all? They don't play by the rules at all!"

"Damn it, shouldn't they be watching the missiles hit the fighter jets and then deciding on the next tactical move?"

"Aren't they afraid that some fish might slip through the net and not engage in dogfighting?"

"Where's the intense dogfight you promised? Where's the exciting aerial showdown you promised?"

"That's too unethical!"

That's right, in his mind, the behavior of the Longxia Air Force of returning fighter jets after firing missiles was unethical and did not follow the rules at all. It was purely an act of desertion.

Normally speaking, after a missile is launched, one should continue to monitor it, at least by keeping the radar on, right?

If they just run away after firing, aren't they afraid that the missile will go astray?
Besides, if you miss, you can also engage in a dogfight and finally end the battle by hitting the opponent with a short-range missile.

Isn't this the case internationally? Didn't the Eagle Tribe's Red Flag military exercise also follow this pattern? How come they don't follow any international rules at all?

If there is no dogfight, what is the point of machine guns?

Are you an air force? Are you engaging in an aerial duel? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call you a bombing unit, right?

If this continues, wouldn't it be faster to just abandon the air force and develop ultra-long-range air defense missiles? As soon as we see an enemy fighter approaching our airspace, we can immediately launch a missile to destroy it. How fast will it be?

Of course, he was not aware that the machine guns were available on the J-10 and J-, and even on the J-, but the Longxia Air Force would not deploy its battles according to the enemy's thinking and use its own weaknesses to affect the enemy's strengths.

Knowing clearly that the performance of their fighter planes was not good, they still insisted on fighting in the final dogfight. Isn't that a mental problem? I'm afraid that any air force commander with a little common sense would not make such a decision, right?
What's more, the Air Force R&D department in the Pangu Research Base had already begun to gradually cancel machine guns when developing subsequent new fighter jets in accordance with Su Dingping's requirements, and used the freed-up precious space to install missiles.

As a reborn person, Su Dingping is very clear about what the Air Force will look like in the future. When it comes to the fifth-generation aircraft, they will basically carry out attacks beyond visual range.

The machine gun becomes something dispensable and can be directly loaded as a module, which can be selected according to mission requirements.

If a dogfight is really necessary, then just add it on. There is no need to fix it inside the fuselage of the fighter as before, which takes up a lot of weight for no reason.

For a fighter jet, every gram more weight means a greater cost in the future.

Since it is mainly a beyond visual range attack, it is natural to launch missiles from hundreds of kilometers away to attack, and shoot down the enemy aircraft before it reacts. At this time, there is no need to install machine guns. In modern warfare, using machine guns to conquer the world is outdated, and it is impossible to continue the battle to the stage of dogfighting.

Thus, in this joint sea-air operation, the Air Force commander implemented the new combat concept proposed by Su Dingping and conducted combat in non-machine gun mode for the first time.

After doing this, they fired the missiles and left, leaving the people from the Eastern Wilderness confused.

At the same time, the East Wilderness Air Force Fighter Wing, located high in the sky, was fully prepared. The missile racks under the wings were loaded with medium-range and short-range combat missiles, waiting patiently to enter the maximum range of their medium-range missiles of 50 kilometers.

But there was no trace of the Longxia Air Force fighter jets, and the radar screen was so clean that there was not even a single hair.

Only then did they realize that something was wrong. The fighter jets of the Longxia Air Force must have turned around and left after firing their long-range air-to-air missiles, leaving them there in vain.

You know, many of their F2C fighters deliberately saved some of their close-range combat bullets, waiting to engage in a dogfight with the Longxia tribe fighters and then kill them with the final blow.

While the people of Donghuang were collectively shocked, suddenly a ball of fire lit up in the dark night sky.

The collision of the first round of fighting finally produced flames.

Soon, countless flames flickered in the night sky, one after another, making it very lively.

"Baga, impossible!"

Soon, a pilot from the East Wilderness tribe discovered an extremely horrifying scene. His face was distorted and he looked very angry. He kept shouting as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, of course, there was no ghost, but he, like the other pilots, discovered that although they had locked onto the incoming Longxia air-to-air missiles with the fire control radar, the missiles they launched did not hit many of them, and more missiles were madly firing towards them.

Soon they found the reason. The incoming missiles on the radar screen were much faster than the missiles they launched, and they also had a certain ability to change trajectory. In this way, even if the radar could lock on, the missile could not make an accurate prediction and could only pass by the opponent.

It even went astray, the missile ran out of power at the end of its flight and fell directly into the sea.

Even if some of the launched air-to-air missiles reacted and turned back to continue chasing the improved version of the PL-102 air-to-air missiles, their speed could not keep up at all; it was too slow.

The maximum range of the PL-102 air-to-air missile can reach 901 kilometers. It is an improvement on the Haihongqi B provided by Su Dingping, which directly enabled the Longxia Air Force to enter the era of medium-range air-to-air missiles.

Faced with this sudden and unexpected discovery, the pilots felt like their heads were about to explode.

They knew very well that they could either directly replace the counterattack missiles with the latest ones, or detonate the missiles in advance when they were about to approach the enemy and use the fragments of the explosion to hit the missiles and destroy them.

But where can they get more advanced air-to-air missiles? I'm afraid even the Eagle Tribe doesn't have them yet?

All of a sudden, the pilots became anxious and some even panicked.

What the hell!

How can they fight or evade this?
If they can't even intercept the missiles they launch, then it will be even more difficult for fighter jets, after all, the flying speed of fighter jets is not as fast as missiles.

Once they meet, they will have no way out but death. Are they expected to fight with their lives?

After much thought, it is impossible to risk one's life, so the only option is to use multiple missiles to intercept.

But the F2C fighter jets they were flying were of the third and a half generation, which were said to be close to the level of fourth-generation aircraft. Even with afterburner on, their speed was only Mach 2.1, while the opponent's incoming missiles had already reached around Mach 3.

It was almost one Mach faster than them, and if they wanted to survive they could only perform super maneuvers to get away.

But this was in the dark night and over the vast ocean, where the sea and the sky were almost one color. If they were not careful, their fighter jet would crash into the sea, and they would not even have the chance to parachute to escape, and would be killed directly.

"No, you can't do that."

"Calling the commander, calling the commander, we are in danger, the incoming missiles are traveling at speeds exceeding Mach 3."

As a result, many pilots began to make frantic calls and report the situations they encountered to the fleet command, indicating that it was not that their skills were not good enough, but that the enemy was too powerful and had no martial ethics!

Each of them is a top pilot with superb flying skills and has received training in the Eagle Tribe's Red Flag military exercise. However, the Longxia Air Force never gave them a chance to perform and they just left after dropping the missiles.

In the main control room of the Kitakaze missile destroyer, Mai Onodera frowned, completely at a loss as to what to do.

Faced with this situation that was far beyond his expectations, he could only sigh in despair.

He felt even more desperate when he saw that a large number of PL-102 missiles easily avoided the interceptor missiles launched by his own fighter jets.

Unlike warships, it is impossible to compile a multi-level air defense interception network for fighter jets. The most critical thing is that the amount of ammunition carried by a fighter jet is extremely limited, and it is gone once it is used up.

If you are lucky, you may be able to use metal foil or decoy bombs to intercept one or two incoming missiles.

But if you are unlucky, then the only result is to meet the King of Hell early.

"May Goddess Amaterasu bless you."

Onodera Mai clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly, "Please bless them to be okay. They will definitely be okay."

It can be said that he had been to the temple many times and worshipped Buddha many times, but he had never been as pious as today.

"Captain, rest assured. Our pilots are all excellent and have received top-level training from the Eagle Tribe. They will definitely be able to turn danger into safety and escape."

"The final victory will definitely belong to us."

The deputy captain standing by was also nervous, but he kept comforting Onodera Mai, which was actually comforting himself.

(End of this chapter)