"It's all thanks to the Soviet Union for sending the Flanker onto the aircraft carrier, otherwise the gentlemen in Congress would think that the Super Hornet would be enough to fight things like the Yak-141." The silly goose laughed.
At this time, the squadron leader code-named "Puma" also went on deck. He and his companions would fly the Lone Ranger's lead plane.
The Super Tomcat was a two-seater aircraft with two pilots per aircraft.
The Lone Ranger is responsible for flying, and the Goose is responsible for weapon operation.
The Cougar gave the Lone Ranger a thumbs up: "It looks like we can have a real fight with the MiG Sukhois this time."
The Lone Ranger also gave a thumbs up: "Yes, when we are equipped with F35, we will crush them with performance, which will be too boring."
The cougar laughed along with everyone else.
A moment later, the Cougar and the Maverick boarded their respective aircraft and entered the catapult launch preparation position. The ground crew gestured to the two men that the catapult hook had been connected and everything was normal.
The jet straightener slowly rose up, and the silly goose sitting at the weapons control position behind the Lone Ranger turned around to confirm this.
"We're ready." The Goose told the Lone Ranger using the internal loop.
The Lone Ranger glanced at the lead plane.
The cougar's voice sounded in the headset: "I'll go first."
The next moment, the ground crew made a "permit to take off" gesture, and the Cougar ejected.
"It's our turn." The "Lone Ranger" gave a thumbs up to the ground crew through the cockpit glass.
The ground crew squatted down, confirmed the positions one last time, and then pointed forward - that was the signal for takeoff.
The dual thrust provided by the catapult and the engine turns into a powerful sense of back push.
The Super Tomcat fighter left the deck of the aircraft carrier and rushed into the blue sky, with bombs fully loaded under its wings. It is true that the Tomcat is an air superiority fighter, but the Super Tomcat is a multi-purpose fighter. While retaining its air defense combat capability, its ground attack capability is also quite outstanding.
However, the Super Tomcat has not yet had a direct confrontation with the new generation of Soviet aircraft such as the Flanker.
This first battle may take place in this blue Mediterranean Sea.
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Before the air strikes arrived, the Egyptian troops surrounding the City of the Dead were first attacked by "powerful 107mm arrows that could be fired without much effort or trouble."
This weapon, provided by an unnamed supplier, has the characteristic of extremely low requirements for the launch device. You can even pile up a pile of dirt, put this thing directly on the pile of dirt, and then use a battery to make a simple ignition device, and then you can launch it.
Of course, accuracy cannot be too demanding.
However, this thing is extremely powerful, so it doesn't matter if the accuracy is a little off. Even if it doesn't hit the enemy, the loud noise of the explosion can still deal a blow to the enemy's morale.
And if you take the trouble to launch it using a simple launch pad made of welded steel pipes, this thing will be even more terrifying.
The key is that this thing is cheap. Compared with similar weapons of the Americans and the Soviets, it is almost free. The guerrillas can use it freely, so this thing is particularly popular in the Bedouin area.
Now, this thing fell on the Egyptian troops one after another. For a while, the Egyptians screamed and hid everywhere.
Every explosion meant the casualties of several soldiers, and some unlucky BMPs were hit directly. The soldiers on fire rushed out of the vehicles screaming and rolling around.
There was confusion in the positions of the Egyptian brigade that surrounded the City of the Dead.
In fact, the Copts had not yet completed their assembly. A large number of Coptic manpower was rushing in from the desert in Toyota pickup trucks. The ones launching the attack now were only an advance team consisting of five or six pickup trucks, with a total of less than 30 people.
These 30 men launched such ferocious firepower that it can be said that they fully demonstrated the characteristics of modern guerrilla warfare in the Bedouin area.
After the rockets were fired, the advance team drove away in pickup trucks. In order to run faster, they dismantled the launchers and threw them away - they were all welded with steel pipes anyway, so they were worthless and could be thrown away at will.
But the Egyptians reacted quickly, and the Hinds that were already on alert in the air immediately began to spread out in the surroundings to search for vehicles that launched rockets.
The Egyptians had no anti-artillery radar, nor light assault guns or vehicle-mounted heavy mortars that could counter such attacks, so armed helicopters had to take on this task.
Soon, the female deer found the fleeing pickup truck team and rushed towards them with a roar.
Only one of the pickup trucks had a anti-aircraft machine gun, and it started firing the moment it saw the doe.
However, the car was shaking too much as it moved, and although the tracer bullet appeared to be flying towards the helicopter, it was actually a long way away from it.
However, the Hind equipped by the Egyptians was a relatively early version, and its firepower was limited to machine guns, which were not very effective in shooting down speeding pickup trucks. After a few rounds of shooting, only one pickup truck was killed.
The pilot switched to using rockets, but unfortunately due to his low level of training, several rounds of rocket attacks were inaccurate and only managed to take out another pickup truck.
Finally, the pilot of the Hind decided to use the expensive weapon on board - the anti-tank missile.
The first missile staggered away from the helicopter and swayed left and right in the air like a drunkard.
The Copts in the pickup trucks shouted and screamed, and the drivers also maneuvered the vehicles to make sharp turns in the desert, desperately showing off their driving skills in an attempt to avoid the missiles, which were not flying very fast.
But the missile still hit a pickup truck.
The pickup truck suddenly turned into a fireball and stopped after moving a short distance. The people in the car got out of the pickup truck covered in flames, struggled for a while and then fell on the desert.
If we don't take into account the value of human life, exchanging a missile for a pickup truck is definitely a loss-making deal.
God knows why the Soviets didn't equip the early models of the Hind with machine guns.
The Egyptians made several more deals at a loss before they were able to get rid of all the pickup trucks.
But the enemy had already fired all their rockets and caused enough damage to the Egyptian forces, so it didn't matter if they were eliminated - they actually no longer had the ability to continue to threaten the Egyptian ground forces.
In the first round of the fight, the Copts supported by the Americans won a complete victory.
Not only that, the burning wreckage of the pickup truck was also photographed by American satellites in the sky, becoming irrefutable evidence of terrorist activities near the City of the Dead.
It was reasonable for the Super Tomcats to come and carry out indiscriminate bombing according to the request of the North African region.
Accidentally hitting friendly forces was an accident and I am very sorry.
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The official plot is like that, so we can only rely on fan fiction to complete it!
By the way, please give me some recommendation votes! If there are enough recommendation votes, I will show you all the photos of the authors at the big dinner in the afternoon.
Chapter 540 Top Gun
A radar station on the Mediterranean coast.
The young Egyptian lieutenant looked at the snowflakes on the screen with a frown on his face.
He picked up the phone and connected to the higher command center.
"This is the DQ13 radar station. We are experiencing severe electronic interference. The situation is unclear."
Although the situation was unclear, the lieutenant knew that the electronic interference could only be done by the Americans at sea. He had a bad feeling.
Everyone has long said that the Americans will definitely get involved in the war in the Sinai Peninsula, but they all think that this has nothing to do with their radar station far away from the Sinai Peninsula and the Suez Canal.
Now they are actually being disturbed, which means that the Americans are taking military actions here.
——Could it be that the anti-radiation missile is already on its way?
After this thought came to his mind, the young lieutenant could no longer remain calm. However, considering that he was now in a permanent underground bunker, he felt a little more at ease.
——I hope those missiles can only destroy the radar antenna.
——Once the antenna is destroyed, this radar station will no longer be worth attacking. Hiding here should be a perfect way to avoid the war.
The lieutenant prayed like this. Although it was a dereliction of duty for a soldier to have such thoughts, he still prayed that after the initial attack, he would be able to guard the supplies in the useless radar station until the end of the war.
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"Lone Ranger," Cougar called his wingman, "We are about to enter the attack area. Pay attention to the fire control radar lock."
"The electronic warfare team did a good job. I haven't been exposed to radiation once so far." The Lone Ranger responded, "We just went over to drop bombs and then returned. This is a blue-collar job. We don't even need to use our brains. We can do it with muscle memory."
"Don't be careless. Although Egypt does not have S400, it is still equipped with some relatively advanced air defense missiles."
"The radars of those missiles may not be turned on right now. We have 'sneaked' in with great fanfare. We have to treat the electronic warfare team to a drink when we get back." The Lone Ranger turned his head to look at his partner at the weapons control seat behind him and asked through the intercom, "Silly goose, I remember the captain who got along well with you in the bar last time was from the electronic warfare team?"
"Yes, the one driving the AE7. Maybe he is in charge of the electronic warfare support this time." The silly goose shrugged, "That guy's hometown is in the town next to mine. We met at a football game in high school. He almost broke my shoulder."
"You actually played rugby?"
"No one says a football player can't be a naval pilot. I could have gotten a scholarship to college through football, but I injured my shoulder in my last season and the damn scholarship was given to someone else. I joined the Army just to go to college."
As long as you serve in the navy for enough years, the navy will pay for the soldiers to go to college after retirement, so many young people choose to join the army in order to go to college.
"Before I joined the Army, my family couldn't even come up with $400 in emergency funds, and I couldn't afford to go to college without a scholarship." As he spoke, he stuck his head out through the cabin glass to observe the desert below the wing.
"But you've become an elite pilot in the Navy now. After this battle, maybe we can make it to top gun. Believe me, you're more suited to this than being a college student."
At this time, the captain's plane "Cougar" received a communication: "Arriving at the target area soon, prepare to drop bombs and attack."
"Understood." After responding to the lead plane, the Lone Ranger said to his partner on the inside line, "You heard it. It's your job to find the target and drop the bomb."
**
The silly goose replied, "We are working on it. Let me see. The signal from the tank and the radar echo from the Hind. We are within range. The data link is transmitting the target selection of the leader."
Repeatedly attacking the same target is a waste of ammunition, so the leader's aircraft will assign attack targets through the tactical data link.
"Target selection complete," Goose reported. "Set attack course. Basically just follow the mountain lion."
"Understood." The Lone Ranger replied, pushing the control stick to keep up with the leader's maneuvers.
Silly Goose stared at the display screen in front of him, which showed the attack route set by the computer. The light spot representing the aircraft was moving along the route bit by bit.
"10 seconds before bomb drop." reported the silly goose.
In the blink of an eye, the light of the fighter plane passed the bombing point on the attack route.
The silly goose dropped its ammunition.
Now there is no need for weapons controllers to concentrate on operating the laser beam to guide the bomb to the target.
All the nerd has to do is wait for the computer to finish most of the work, and then he can watch the fireworks.
He looked outside the cabin, but the weapons operator's view from the cockpit was not very good, so he probably couldn't see the grand fireworks created on the ground by the ammunition dropped by the fighter plane.
The countdown to the hit ended, and a bunch of light spots disappeared from the display screen of Daitou E. In addition, infrared rays detected many strong heat sources.
"It hit the target, the job is done, the rest is up to the ground forces." The silly goose paused, "But do we have ground forces here? I don't remember seeing the Marine Corps' amphibious assault ship when we took off."
"Maybe they swam here." The Lone Ranger's quip came from the headphones.
The silly goose laughed: "If that's the case, it would be much easier. The entire land battle tour would cross the Atlantic Ocean, pass through Gibraltar, and land on the Mediterranean coast of Egypt. It would be so convenient."
"The Marines are always so convenient."
Just as Dumb was about to respond to his partner's teasing, the target data transmitted by the early warning aircraft caused a warning tone to sound in his headphones.
"Shit," the silly goose cursed, "fighters are taking off from a nearby airport. Here come the MiGs!"
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"Cougar!" The Lone Ranger called the lead plane, "The enemy is taking off. I think we should launch a medium-range missile to preemptively strike before they have completed their assembly."
"No, we haven't received any orders to attack the Egyptian fighter planes." Puma decisively rejected the Lone Ranger's request, "The attack has been completed, we are returning."
"And leave the six o'clock position for the enemy? No, Cougar, we should strike first."
"No, we have received instructions to attack the militants occupying the City of the Dead, not to engage in an air battle with the Egyptian Air Force."
"But we all know that we are bombing the Egyptian army!"
"Really? I didn't know we bombed the Egyptian army. We attacked a group of unidentified militants on the ground. Now return."
As the cougar responded, the goose in the back seat was knocking on the partition between them.
Silly Goose: "There are more MiGs, and there are MiGs flying from other bases. Now we are like stirring up a hornet's nest."
"Cougar!" the Lone Ranger called.
"We retreat now, and the electronic warfare team won't give them a chance to attack us."
As soon as the Cougar finished speaking in the headset, the Lone Ranger heard the sharp beeping sound of the radar warning.
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Here are the photos from yesterday’s party. After drinking, a group of people actually booked a theater to watch FATE…
Today, my old Nanjing friend took me to eat pork noodles. The next update should be in the evening.
By the way, I PY the village chief’s new book.
Blessings for a Beautiful Life
