Changkong Fighter

Chapter 207 A ​​heavy hammer attack
"You continue to fight on the battlefield without taking a rest. You are too confident!" Eagle said with a hint of criticism in his tone.

"A young man? Everyone has been young. Why are you paying so much attention to him?" The thin man felt more and more strange.

"Humph."

Eagle snorted lightly without explanation, opened the magazine, and prepared to help Liu Jun attract the attention of Type 3.

"PL25, launch!"

Inside the magazine, the last PL25 detached from the rack, and then the rocket engine ignited, hitting the two ships below like a palm of Tathagata.

The two Type 3s immediately noticed the danger coming, and the 200-meter-class Type 3 released the refractive crystals, ready to support the laser shield.

Looking at the actions of Type 3, Liu Jun found the window he wanted. Type 3 would not actively attack him. The threat only came from those Type 1s!

Liu Jun pulled the stick suddenly, and the J11BS, which had been flying close to the river surface, left the low altitude, and Iben behind him was stunned.

"Fire all bombs!"

"Yes! Instructor!"

Although Iben did not have much experience, he was still a pilot after all. He followed Liu Jun's instructions and fired all the anti-radiation warhead missiles he was carrying.

Missile mad dog mode, activated!
There is no locking at all, and the missile carrying the anti-radiation warhead is launched face-to-face. At the moment of launch, the missile randomly chooses a "lucky" interference source to fly towards, and the body also loses weight at the same time.

At this time, the F16 squadron responsible for the attack also discovered the advancing J11BS and fired all missiles at the Type 1 cluster and Type 3 cluster.

After all 12 F16Cs launched full missiles, the imported high-priced weapons flew towards the Type 3. After the launch, the F16C pilots took the 39th parallel as they had done in training and quickly evacuated the battlefield. They had no habit of fighting the enemy with bayonets.

PL15, AIM, and PL25, three types of missiles flew towards their respective locked targets from different directions.

Iben only felt that he was under the instructor's big pull, and his eyes went dark. Then a huge force pressed him tightly on the seat. The anti-gravity suit raised his blood pressure. He struggled desperately against the G-force, and his physical strength was rapidly consumed. After launching the missile, he had no way of confirming whether he had shot down the plane.

As he adapted to the overload, Iben's eyes regained color. At least five balls of fire exploded within his visual range. Then he felt that J5BS entered a barrel roll. He had to use breathing techniques again to fight against the G-force coming from his body.

I barely managed to avoid passing out when I heard the sound of a 30-1 cannon firing. I strained to look forward and saw the J11BS maneuvering at high speed, its nose pointed at a Type 1 flying by, smashing it with its cannon, then quickly twisting its body, grabbing another window, and shooting down another Type 1 in that fleeting window.

Quickly changing direction to avoid attacks. Within a few seconds, the whole world was spinning, and even a trained pilot like him found it difficult to adapt!

horrible!terrible!

Are all the pilots from the University of Tokyo monsters?
Iben felt like a pendant hanging on the boss's leg at this moment. Apart from launching missiles, the only thing left was a strong "ace experience".

"Eben, three o'clock."

"Yes!"

Iben, who was in a black state, turned his head with difficulty to look over. The world was pitch black, but the helmet sight captured a heat source. Although he didn't know what it was, the instructor said to fire, so he fired!
Swish!
The P-10 on the wingtip took off, swerving and destroying a Type 11 that was attempting to attack the J-1BS. Then, Iben felt a bright light flash before his eyes. Even with his black vision, filtered by his helmet and sunglasses, he could still sense the bright light above him. Even with his G-suit on, he felt the illusion of being burned. Boom!
The flames from the all-nitrogen anion salt warhead collided with the energy of the laser shield. The two sides competed in energy levels. Although the PL25 had stronger explosive power, the energy of Type 3 could continuously replenish the explosion.

The bright light of the explosion slowly died down, and the energy level of the laser shield began to prevail. At this moment, the J11BS driven by Liu Jun had already penetrated to a position 2 kilometers away from the "refractive crystal".

"Eben!"

"Understood, Instructor!"

Without Liu Jun saying much, Iben immediately used the head-aiming system to lock onto the crystal and fired the last PL10 on the wingtip at the crystal.

Swish! The PL10's seeker locked onto the refractive crystal, its massive infrared heat source blazing like the sun.

As the PL10 got closer, the missile's seeker was blinded by the heat source and entered a straight-line flight inertial navigation mode, slamming into the refracting crystal like a rocket.

boom!
boom!
Swish!
The huge explosion shattered the refractive crystal containing energy. The next second, countless laser beams swept around the refractive crystal, like a dangerous "light show".

The energy-containing laser swept across the ground, and the sand on the sand was instantly melted; the river water exploded due to high-speed evaporation, and bursts of water vapor rose into the sky; the vegetation was burned and caught fire.

When scanning type 3, the strong laser is refracted, leaving only a shallow scar on the surface.

Liu Jun was driving the J11BS, dodging between the laser beams, as if he was playing some kind of bullet-hell game, desperately dodging the attacks. Iben, who was sitting in the back seat, could only feel scarlet beams of death constantly passing by in front of his eyes, each of which could destroy the fighter plane under him. His violent breathing made his heart beat faster and faster.

While resisting the G-force, I looked forward with great effort. Before I passed out, I saw that the instructor in the front seat was still performing evasive maneuvers and rolling in the process, as if nothing had happened.

While dodging, Liu Jun suddenly turned his head as if he saw something.

Two black spots flashed like lightning, piercing through the two Type 3 ships almost without distinguishing the front and the back, just like a huge hammer hitting glass. In an instant, the Type 3 ships shattered into pieces along the places where they were hit.
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20 minutes ago.
In the Arabian Sea, the three-ship fleet consisting of the 052D missile destroyer, the 054A frigate and the comprehensive supply ship finally welcomed its flagship - a landing ship escorted by two 054A ships.

[Haiyangshan tank landing ship hull number 936, level 072Ⅱ]

"Report to the commander, the Haiyangshan landing ship has arrived at the designated sea area."

"The sword is unsheathed, and the ultimate battle begins!"

This sharp sword is not just the Dark Sword UAV and PL25, there is another sharp blade from the University of Tokyo!
After the 052D and 051A merged with the Haiyangshan, they began to escort it and cover it as it entered the launch position.

This landing ship, which is 119.5 meters long, 16.4 meters wide and has a draft of 2.8 meters, looks unremarkable, and its full load displacement is only 4800 tons. It is not very noticeable in the naval sequence of the University of Tokyo. The only unusual thing is its main gun, a main gun that looks different from any other naval gun!

"Report to the commander, the Haiyangshan has arrived at the designated launch position!"

(End of this chapter)