Dominate South Asia

The Soviet Air Force lost a MiG-25 a few days ago. Although they said it crashed due to mechanical failure, it crashed over Pakistan. Even the pilot was searched by the Pakistanis and is now being held captive. In a jail in Islamabad. This pilot may not be able to return home before the end of the war.

However, precisely because of this, the Indian Air Force had to take the risk to conduct reconnaissance, because Pakistan is equipped with F-16 fighters!

Where these fighters are deployed and how large they are requires investigation to know. In recent years, India's grasp of Pakistan's armaments has become worse and worse. Due to the war in Afghanistan, most of Pakistan's equipment has been transferred to the western and eastern fronts. Already empty.

If the main force of Pakistan's air force is on the western front, then it might be our own opportunity! Thinking of going to the Air Force Headquarters in New Delhi, what the Air Force Commander said to himself was profound.

Maybe the top management is brewing a new war, especially now that our air force is equipped with so many new aircraft and has an overwhelming advantage over Pakistan. With the Soviet Union in the west and our own side in the east, we may be attacking from both sides. Pakistan can be destroyed directly.

India and Pakistan have been mortal enemies since the founding of the country. As an Indian soldier, Satyavati really hopes to destroy Pakistan quickly.

"147 requesting takeoff." The pilot's request came over the radio.

"You can take off." Satyavati said, "We are waiting for you to come back."

"Understood." Verma started the two engines in turn, and flames spurted out from the rear. He released the brakes, and the MiG-25 began to taxi on the runway. The scenery on both sides retreated faster and faster, and then he pulled back. Operating the lever, the fighter plane slid off the ground lightly.

Watching the MiG-25 soar into the sky, Satyavati looked in the direction of the plane's departure from the control tower and saluted with a military salute.

Although the mission is very dangerous, as long as it flies to an altitude of 24,000 meters, Pakistan has no ability to intercept its own reconnaissance aircraft.

Verma also knew that height was his advantage. He kept rising until he reached 24,000 meters. At this altitude, the surrounding scenery was so strange that he could even see the scenery of outer space. This made him feel uncomfortable. He had a sense of loneliness.

There is no other choice but to move forward! He adjusted his course one last time and checked his camera equipment.

Next, it’s time to enter Pakistan’s airspace.

Peshawar Air Force Base.

The runway was full of people, including Air Force Base Commander Arslan and Military Region Chief of Staff Mhamad. Everyone was blocking the sun with their hands and looking in the direction of the distant rumble.

Two Tomcat fighters that flew long distances from the United States are about to land. The arrival of these two fighters gives the Pakistan Air Force the first heavy-duty air superiority fighter in history!

Originally, the Minister of Defense and the Commander of the Air Force planned to come to the airport to attend the ceremony, but due to an important meeting, their schedules were delayed and they would arrive later.

Is this a disguised expression of dissatisfaction by the Minister of Defense? Hamad did not care so much. Now, more than ten days have passed, and the Soviet MiG-25 has not entered Pakistani airspace again. This does not mean that The Soviets gave up, and they must be planning new operations.

With the arrival of the Tomcat fighter jets, at least I feel confident when facing the MiG-25 again.

Arslan on the side has a different mentality. He is the commander of the base and a father. Now, his son has become the driver of the most powerful fighter plane, which gives him a The proudest feeling, and now, my son is about to return to China, and he is flying back in an F-14!

With a rumbling sound, two fighter planes suddenly emerged from the clouds, with their wings spread out like eagles in the sky.

Back! Back!

Seeing the majestic appearance of these two fighter planes, the airport was filled with excitement.

Two fighter planes flew over the airport. This was a pass-through flight to show respect for the people below. Then, they made three turns, aligned with the runway, and landed.

Taking off and landing are the most basic actions, and at the same time, they are also the most dangerous. Watching the two fighters skillfully descend at a normal glide line, the wheels finally touched the ground steadily, and the ground crew had already rushed up.

The drag chute was lowered and the two Tomcat fighter jets came to a steady stop.

Behind, the heavy C-130 aimed at another runway and also began to land.

The canopy was opened, and Rick stood up from the cockpit. The long drive made him look a little tired.

Stepping on the ladder and walking down, Rick looked at the people with the same skin and eye color, and there were already crystal tears in his eyes.

No matter how long I stay in the United States, it is never my home. Now, I am finally home!

Hammad and Arslan were opposite him. He raised his arms: "Report, the eagle has officially returned home!"

Hussein also got off the other fighter plane. He looked at the base and was filled with emotion. He went out this time and only came back after a few months. He really missed this place.

The C-130 landed on the runway, and the cabin door opened. Looking at the celebrating crowd on the other side, Jackson couldn't help but pout: "Are these Pakistanis welcoming us like this?"

While complaining, I saw the crowd over there coming towards this side. The one leading them was Brigadier General Muhammad, whom I knew when I was at Grumman.

"Welcome our American friends. We are very touched that you have come here from afar. Our president will arrive later and hold a welcoming ceremony for you tonight." Muhammad said to the Americans who came down from the cabin.

Even the president of Pakistan would come to welcome them. Jackson immediately put aside the unhappiness just now.

Just as he was about to come up to shake hands, he heard a sharp alarm sound over the base.

"Woo, woo..." Hearing the alarm, Muhammad was immediately startled. Arslan had already thrown his legs away and ran quickly to the control tower.

The alarm sound is the signal for battle! Two F-16 fighters on standby welcomed the pilots who hurried up. The canopy was closed, they started the engine and slid to the apron.

"Hurry, let's fight!" Rick shouted loudly and ran to his fighter plane, but looking at the empty rack under the belly of the plane, he didn't bring any weapons this time for a transfer flight.

"Hurry, hang bombs on me immediately!" Rick shouted to the Americans getting on and off the C-130.

These F-14 fighters are still new to Pakistan. The Pakistani ground crew also studied in the United States and are not yet capable of maintenance.

Hearing Rick's shout, Jackson said: "Rick, it's not possible now. Those missiles have been transported over a long distance and need to be re-tested. Moreover, we have been flying for so long and are already tired..."

"Hurry up and hang bombs on me!" Rick already had a pistol in his hand. It was the pilot's self-defense gun: "You came here to help us fight. Now there is an urgent mission!"

"Okay, hang bombs immediately!" Jackson looked at the gun in Rick's hand. For such a daring guy, Jackson was speechless.

He ran back to the control tower and heard the news from the warning radar station on the radio. Muhammad frowned immediately.

MiG-25, altitude 24,000, speed 0.8, northeast, has now crossed the border and is flying towards Islamabad!

The plane coming from the northeast must be an Indian plane! I never thought that the Indian Air Force would attack again!

"Take off the F-16 immediately!" said Muhammad.

Due to the constant invasion of Soviet fighters on the western front, the F-16 fighters equipped with the Pakistani Air Force first entered the Peshawar Military Region. The eastern part of Pakistan still relies on the old J-6 to defend. Although the altitude of 24,000 is difficult for the F-16, the J-6 has no possibility of interception. The F-16 fighter can only take off quickly.

On the runway, the two F-16s on standby quickly turned on the afterburner and took off. The pilots have received the notice. Their hearts are full of fearless spirit. Even if they crash, they have to jump up!

"Quick, hang the bomb!" Rick kept urging the American ground crew to hang the missiles slowly.

The Phoenix missile weighs more than 400 kilograms, almost half a ton. Such a missile, relying on a few people and a manual cart, is naturally not very efficient. If they hadn't seen that Rick was really angry, these people would have been very tired after a long flight and really didn't want to hang the bombs.

The two missiles were finally hung up. Rick watched Jackson open the interface on the side of the missile and began to test it. He couldn't help but say: "Jackson, where is the time to test now? Come on, get on the plane with me!"

"But my anti-gravity suit is still in the plane!" Jackson said. He was Rick's radar operator. Facing such a young man, Jackson was very dissatisfied, especially when he threatened him with a pistol just now.

"There's no time." Rick said, "I'll fly smoothly."

After that, Rick climbed onto the plane first and said to Jackson, "Jackson, when we set off, Grumman has announced that you will get a bonus of $200,000 for shooting down a MiG-25."

In order to maximize the combat effectiveness of the Tomcat fighter and convince the US Navy to support Grumman's improvement plan, they also spent a lot of money, although $200,000 is not much.

Thinking of the bonus, Jackson took the helmet handed over by the ground crew, climbed up the ladder, and got into the cockpit at the back.

Closing the canopy and turning on the radio, Rick said calmly: "Peshawar, Eaglet requests to take off."