Chapter 970 Return
However, at this moment
At an altitude of 7000 meters, the J-16 Falcon formation:
"The target reacted violently. The lead aircraft turned to 090, followed by two wingmen. The formation showed clear signs of dispersion. Its radar warning receiver reacted strongly to the direction of the interference source, but was unable to pinpoint it."
Falcon 02 calmly reported the chaos happening in the G-7G formation below, like a god looking down on ants.
"The target radar signal became disordered and the scanning pattern changed in an attempt to focus on the direction of the interference source," Falcon 03 added.
"Excellent! 'Phantom' has achieved its intended effect. The target formation's attention has been successfully distracted, and their formation is beginning to loosen." The J-16 formation's lead aircraft, 'Falcon One,' nodded with satisfaction from within the cockpit.
"Falcon Cave 70, reduce jamming intensity and switch to 'ghost' mode. Simulate a weak signal approaching at high speed 5 kilometers ahead of the target formation's original course. Last for seconds before fading."
"Falcon Cave Four understands, execute 'Ghost' mode."
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Altitude: 5000 meters, G-7G formation
Just as the Western Theater Command ace pilot Xu Feng was nervously searching visually in the direction of 090 with his two wingmen, the strong interference noise in the headphones suddenly weakened!
At the same time, the panicked voice of the G-7G pilot who remained in his original position to guard the front suddenly rang out:
"Leader! Leader! Straight ahead! 70 kilometers! High-speed target! Signal..." The next second, the 03 pilot's tone was filled with disbelief:
"The signal disappeared?!"
"what?!"
Hearing this, Xu Feng suddenly looked at his radar screen. Sure enough, at the position in front of him that was originally interfered by the "enemy plane", the radar briefly captured an extremely weak, fleeting light spot, and then it was immersed in a field of interfered snow and clutter!
This feeling... is like a ghost flashing by on the edge of the radar, making people feel a chill down their spine!
"Damn it! Is it a bait or real? Where are they?!" A feeling of fear and anger of being fooled instantly surged into Xu Feng's heart.
He felt like a puppet being pushed and teased by countless hands in the dark, with no idea of his opponent's position and intentions.
The other party seems to be able to manipulate their perceptions at will, create panic, and play with them in the palm of his hand!
Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng forced himself to calm down, and then spoke again in a deep voice:
"Attention, all aircraft! Stay highly alert! The enemy may be using electronic warfare to deceive us! Don't leave the formation easily! Maintain cross visual alert!" Xu Feng's voice was a little hoarse and contained suppressed anxiety.
He could only issue the most conservative orders at this moment, rather than wasting precious fuel on meaningless maneuvers and rapid consumption in high tension.
At the same time, a thought that even he himself found absurd came to his mind: the other party... the other party seemed to have no hostility...
Although he had never flown a fourth-generation aircraft, according to his intuition as an ace pilot, if the other party could do this, they should have been able to open fire and shoot them down long ago!
As for why there is no such thing, that is not a question he has time to think about now.
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Altitude: 7000 meters, Falcon formation
"The 'Ghost' signal was successfully delivered, but was briefly captured by the target radar before being lost, increasing its uncertainty," confirmed Falcon 04.
"The target formation is in disarray, decision-making is hesitant, and fuel consumption is increasing." Falcon 03 reported as if observing an experiment.
"Falcon Leader received this. Target electromagnetic signal signature acquisition is over 95% complete."
"Its radar operating mode, communication frequency characteristics, and RWR response logic have been fully recorded. Intelligence collection is complete." The pilot of the lead aircraft, Falcon One, glanced at the data collection progress bar on the integrated display.
"We should leave now. If we keep playing like this, the pilots in the Western Theater Command will develop psychological problems!"
After confirming that the intelligence collection work was completed, the pilot of the J-16 Falcon One leader aircraft decisively issued a retreat order.
The future relationship between the two sides is still uncertain. If they become allies in the future, it will be difficult to stop the game...
What's more, if an accident occurs and affects the strategic situation of their own war zone, even if they are pilots, they will definitely not end up well!
Apparently, the other pilots in the formation also understood the principle of knowing when to stop:
"Falcon 02/03/04, got it!"
As soon as the words fell, the four J-4s were like phantoms blending into the sunlight. The vector nozzles quickly adjusted their directions, the afterburners were fully opened, the noses of the aircraft raised high, and they pierced into higher airspace at an astonishing climb rate, flying towards the night market of Ye Province where the Zhongzhou war zone is located.
And in the airspace below, 70 kilometers away, the G7G formation led by Xu Feng was constantly changing its tactical formation and performing various extremely difficult aerial tactical maneuvers, continuing to fight wits and courage with the "ghost"-like enemy.
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In the evening, when the last rays of setting sun were as blood-red, dyeing the western sky a dark red, the once busy civil aviation hub - Night Market Longbao International Airport, had long lost its former hustle and bustle and fireworks.
The towering terminal is like a silent behemoth, covered with dense armor plates, like a continuous and huge steel fortress. On the apron, taxiway and even some remote parking stands, there are neatly arranged steel eagles representing the world's top aviation industry today.
This is the Longbao Air Force Base, which belongs to the Zhongzhou War Zone of the Zhoubang Empire. It is one of the most important air power fortresses in the southwest direction in the end times!
buzzing-
As the sharp sound of jet engines came from afar and tore through the silence of dusk, four silver-gray J-16 multi-role fighter jets, like returning birds of prey, revealed their ferocious and handsome outlines in the darkening sky.
"Falcon leader to Longbao Tower, Falcon formation four aircraft, mission accomplished, requesting landing. Current altitude 5000, bearing 090, 20 kilometers from base."
The pilot of the lead plane, codenamed 'Falcon One', spoke in a steady voice, with no sign of having just been through a 'cat and mouse game'.
"Longbao Tower, receiving, 'Falcon' formation. Wind direction 280, speed 5 meters, visibility good. Cleared to land, use main runway 36R. Ground guidance is activated, please follow the indicated glide slope for approach."
The tower commander's voice was clear and powerful, revealing a sense of professionalism and efficiency.
"Falcon formation, affixed, executing landing procedures. Over."
After hanging up the communication with the ground tower, the lead pilot couldn't help but announce in a brisk tone on the formation channel:
"Brothers, get ready to call it a day and have dinner!"
"I heard that the base is going to transfer another batch of farmed mutant sea bass from the war zone farm today?" The voice of the Falcon 03 pilot was full of anticipation.
Today, within the vast and powerful armed system of the Central Plains War Zone, "mutation" no longer just means danger, but also represents a rare delicacy!
Especially some edible mutant organisms, their taste, flavor and even nutritional value have almost made a qualitative leap compared to ordinary species.
However, the activity of breeding mutant organisms is inherently dangerous, uncertain, and has a very high professional threshold.
In order to avoid unnecessary casualties and environmental pollution caused by blind promotion, the Zhongzhou Theater Command has always maintained an extremely cautious attitude towards this.
Therefore, even now, when relevant breeding technologies have made great progress, the war zone has only approved two farms to have breeding qualifications and supporting facility construction rights.
This directly led to the mutant biological food becoming an extremely rare and high-end material in the entire war zone. Even the Air Force, known as the "pride of the war zone", had an extremely limited allocation quota and often faced a situation of more people than food.
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"Then we have to hurry. We are probably the last group to come back, and we are not sure if there will be any more!" The pilot of Falcon 02 couldn't help but reveal a hint of urgency in his tone.
"Okay, let's get started and leave early!!"
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As soon as the words fell, the Falcon formation in the air began to disband. The lead aircraft, Falcon One, lowered its nose first, adjusted its attitude, and aimed at the runway in the distance that was illuminated like a strip of light by high-intensity landing lights.
The other three J-16s then tacitly distanced themselves and entered the landing pattern one after another...
