Alien Arms Empire

“Shine 01, Shine 02! Keep the communication channel open.” The voice of the commander on duty of the early warning aircraft came from the earphones.

The pilot of the lead aircraft Shining 01 pressed the intercom and confirmed: "The communication is clear! Repeat, the communication is clear!"

"Ten enemy planes are approaching you, six planes are at your 2 o'clock position, and the other four are at your 10 o'clock position... The six planes at 2 o'clock are four high and two low, 6500, 3100! 10 The height at o’clock is 5000!”

“Shining 01 understands!” “Shining 02 understands!” The pilots in the two Phantoms responded almost simultaneously.

“Is this a hornet’s nest? It’s been a long time since so many enemy planes appeared at once.” The wingman pilot in Shining 02 asked excitedly.

“Turn on the weapon safety!” The lead pilot had no intention of chatting. He started to power on the missile he had mounted, and then checked the radar screen in front of him.

To be honest, the Phantom fighter's avionics system is still a bit behind. Although it is world-leading, its display screen is still too few.

　In today’s terms, this is just a watch shop, and it doesn’t have any modern feel at all. In the 21st century, fighter jets without a glass cockpit would be too embarrassed to say hello to others.

You know, in the era when Tang Mo traveled through time, all Chinese cars had big screens, mechanical dashboards and physical buttons. Aren’t they just remnants of no-name Japanese cars?

At this moment, the instrument panel of the Phantom fighter is still very regular. There is a radar screen in the middle and various instruments on both sides. It looks normal and not so mysterious.

However, Yinglong, who was equipping a large number of troops in the Tang Empire, and Feisha, who was about to equip a navy, had two large screens above them.

Soon, more advanced and improved models will appear, as will all-glass cockpits, and even visual helmets.

By then, helmet-mounted sights that can hit where you want will make air combat more elegant. Combined with unreasonable full-range combat missiles, the dogfight of fighter jets will exceed traditional understanding.

“Radar on!” In the cockpit of Shine 01, the lead pilot of the Tang Army quickly saw the target he was preparing to attack on the screen.

"Get rid of the six enemy planes on the right first! Accelerate! Launch Thunderbolt air-to-air missiles!" After giving the order to the wingman, the lead plane pushed the throttle forward and accelerated his plane, directly exceeding the speed of sound.

His wingman followed behind, and the two aircraft tore through the sound barrier, creating an umbrella-shaped shock wave around the fuselage, and rushed towards the enemy like meteors.

The terrifying noise and spectacular sight shocked the civilians of Neverwinter who looked up at the sky. This was the first time that the F-4 Phantom fighter jet appeared in their field of vision.

　　In the past, intruder attack planes would come, and each time they would drop a large number of bombs. Everyone was afraid of being attacked, so they hid everywhere looking for air defense shelters and were not in the mood to look up at the sky.

This time, they did not see the bombs falling, nor did they hear the terrifying explosions, nor did they see the black smoke rising from the edge of the city, so they did not panic, but looked numbly at the sky, admiring the spectacle of humans breaking through the speed of sound. scene.

 Fighters can increase the range of missiles by ejecting missiles at supersonic speeds. The Phantom fighter jets accelerated one after another, and then locked the target and launched the first missile after entering 1.5 times the speed of sound. Two Thunderbolt air-to-air missiles shone coldly in the sun and sprayed tail flames as they separated from the Phantom fighter, leaving a white trail in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the two missiles collided head-on with the flying Saber fighter jets. Two fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the remaining two Dornish Saber fighters immediately dispersed and distanced themselves from each other.

"No. 4! Please answer No. 4! Please answer No. 4? No. 3! No. 3! Damn it!" In the command post, Dorne's air force officer grabbed the intercom and kept calling his pilot's code name.

Unfortunately, the only response to him was silence, and in the cockpits of the other two fighter jets, the pilots shouted nervously: "Did you see that thing? It's too fast! Pull up! Pull up! They are coming to you! We need cover, We need cover!"

"Left! Left! It's following you! No. 1 has been shot down! No. 1 has been hit!" A few seconds later, the No. 2 wingman pilot, as the frontline commander, nervously repeated that the commander's plane was shot down. news.

The radar operator stared at the screen nervously, watching the light spot representing his own aircraft disappear, and for a moment he didn't even know what to do.

"The speed of the Tang Army fighter jets is too fast! That is not the speed that fighter jets should have!" Staring at the radar screen, the officer of the radar unit on duty complained angrily: "Notify the ground troops and ask them if they have a chance to fire!"

Within the headquarters, the Dorn Air Force officer responsible for the interception mission was already confused. He looked at his subordinates and asked nervously: "Where are the other four Sabers? Chase them! Cover No. 2..."

"Contact No. 2 has been lost!" It was very untimely. The officer who had been monitoring the status of Wingman No. 2 didn't even have time to put down the intercom in his hand and looked at his commander's report.

　　After pulling off the earphones, the Dornish officer could only hear the sound of electricity. He put the earphones down and his lips moved unconsciously.

"Attack No. 1 report!" The officer responsible for maintaining contact with the 262 bomber formation put down his earphones and shouted loudly: "They saw that all four Sabers were shot down and no pilots parachuted."

 It took only a few minutes for the battle to begin, and all four Saber fighters were shot down. The opponent's attack efficiency was so high that it sent shivers down the spines of Dorne's air force commanders.

At this moment, he began to understand why the Qin Empire's thousands of planes did not dare to take off to face the Tang Air Force. Before, he had laughed at the other party's lack of spine, but now he found that he seemed to have no courage to continue ordering his plane to take off for combat.

 In a sense, that is not fighting, that is dying. Aircraft and pilots are extremely valuable, so wasting them is unacceptable.

"They are descending... but the other side seems to have no intention of letting them go." The somewhat desperate commander of the 262 formation held the receiver in his hand and recounted the less intense battle situation: "When will the covering fighter force arrive? "

"They are already nearby." Dorne's commander-in-chief sighed and said, "It just takes some time."

 It was originally a pincer attack, but because the opponent suddenly accelerated and the speed exceeded expectations, the attack was broken by the opponent one by one. Now the four early Sabers taking off from another airport are still chasing after the Tang Army fighter jets.