Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 113

Goya used the infrared aiming ring on the head-up display to trap the thunderbolt in front of him, and secretly calculated the time when the missile hit. He will level the plane, try to catch up to some distance, and be ready to launch the last two missiles under the wings at any time. go out.

The Thunderbolt suddenly began to dodge towards the snow-capped mountain on one side, and at the same time fired a burst of jamming bombs, and immediately hid in the white smoke from a large number of tracer bombs, which prevented Goya from seeing the plane and the missiles flying towards it.

Instinctively, the captain pulled up the plane, lest the white smoke rushing into the front would hit the mountain.During this time, he saw a missile flying out of the battlefield in an arc and knocked down one side of the snow mountain.Another one might have exploded, but he didn't see the result.The captain searched around with the pilot in the back seat, and saw a plane with black smoke appearing from behind the snow-capped mountains, flying north.The pilot may have wanted to fly over the ridge to avoid the search, but the jet's long black smoke left him nowhere to hide.

"Great, I hit it," Goya yelled. "Your time is over today, old man."

"Captain Eagle, please pay attention to your position, you can't cross this mountain. That's where they are." On the radio, Squadron Leader Mo Xin warned.

"Squadron leader, no matter what, I must confirm the result of this battle. This old guy must not survive today."

Goya decided to go his own way. He pulled up the plane, then turned right at a steep slope, and chased the Thunder fighter jet along the snowy peak.Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime, and the plane and the pilot had to be killed for a very humble and helpless reason, not for the revenge of the early warning aircraft, or for a mere victory; just to prevent the Indian Air Force from paying a heavy price in future air battles.This was the result of his rational thinking, and for this reason the captain felt he could risk crossing the border.Lieutenant Colonel Mosin did not speak again because the communication was interrupted.

This pursuit is not an upright battle, more like an assassination, but Goya knows that the only correct course of action right now is to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to completely eliminate him once and for all.

At the end of the turn, Goya found himself intercepted by a fighter radar in the rear, and the cockpit echoed with dire warnings.He lowered his head and glanced, the position of the enemy plane was slightly higher, and the distance would not be very close.

"Foreign aircraft over the river valley, you have approached the airspace of the People's Republic of China. Stop the invasion immediately." Someone spoke on the radio, the same voice that warned his wingman just now, but it was much more severe than before.Goya had been prepared for a long time, and he was not going to spend too much time talking on the radio.He knew very well that the Chinese army had its own discipline, and he needed to consult his superiors to fire. He just took advantage of this juncture to quickly kill the Thunderbolt, and then slipped back to the border (in fact, the border is not Indian airspace).

"Captain Eagle, there is a Chinese fighter jet aiming at you, I can't entangle the two of them."

"Listen, buy as long as you can. Use your radar to track that plane," Goya said, hoping the Chinese plane would drop its track and turn its attention to its wingman.

"I could give it a try, but I'm not optimistic."

"Repeat, Indian pilots please note that if you continue to intrude into our airspace, you will bear very serious consequences."

Goya simply turned off the radio, the thunder fighter in front was decelerating rapidly and sporadic fires could be seen in the darkness, and it seemed that it was about to die.It appears that at least one of the internal fuel tanks was hit by shrapnel.Goya changed the launch mode to single-shot. He wanted to keep at least one missile for the possible second air battle. From the information sent by the wingman through the data link, the Chinese fighter jet was at the 080 position, 8 kilometers away, maybe There will still be a fight.

At this time, Sammy was sitting in the cabin full of choking smoke, trying to control the stability of the plane.One by one the malfunction warning lights came on, most of the systems failed, but all the rudder and wing controls were still working. 20 seconds ago, the missile exploded 10 meters away and hit the belly of the aircraft with shrapnel, which caused problems on the postal road. The engine was stuttering occasionally, and it was only a matter of time before it stopped.Sammy knew that he couldn't stick to any airport and landed, and he couldn't make an emergency landing in the nearby rolling mountains. That would be no different from suicide.

He kept observing the front and rear directions to avoid hitting the mountains on both sides. At the same time, he checked to see if the Indian plane behind him dared to cross the border. He found that the Su-30 did not hesitate and was aggressively chasing after him.He heard the stern warning from the Chinese fighter jets on the radio, but the Indian fighter jet turned a deaf ear to the warning and didn't intend to turn around, which made the old man feel a little fear.He already had a hunch that the crazy Indian pilot would open fire on the parachute if he jumped out.

Sami has made a lot of enemies in the air battle, and has just shot down an early warning aircraft. Obviously he is the public enemy of the Indian Air Force, and he has every reason to believe that such a thing will happen.Pilots are not medieval knights, and air combat has never had any moral norms. This fact has been accepted by most air force pilots as early as after the First World War. The meaning of killing an enemy pilot is far more than shooting down an aircraft. Much bigger, in fact, Sammy himself has shot at parachutes or life rafts on the sea.

"My plane has been hit, I have to parachute, you have to save me." He called into the radio.He hopes Chinese search parties will find him before he freezes to death.

After he finished speaking, he found that the radio was not working either. It seems that the fire is still spreading behind the cockpit and is destroying the electronic system at the rear of the fuselage. This is not a good sign. The hydraulic control failed slowly like that, but suddenly failed, and the final result was that the plane crashed straight down the mountain.The engine speed was still dropping continuously, and the colonel flipped the fuel pump switch back and forth, but it had no effect. The engine would stop completely within a minute, if the enemy missiles hadn't arrived earlier.

When he looked back again, he saw a flash of light under the enemy's wing, and a missile flew towards him.The colonel judged the distance, retracted the throttle, and then pointed the nose of the aircraft at the ground, and then pulled down the cockpit ejection lever.

The plane, dragging thick smoke, rolled and rushed to the ground. At a height of about 400 meters above the ground, Sammy ejected out of the cabin together with the seat.He rolled a few times in the air, watching the trailing missiles chasing directly in front of him.He delayed the timing of the parachute firstly so that the missile could follow the plane all the way to the mountain, and secondly he wanted the trailing Indian plane to get closer and miss him before it could fire. However, doing so also increased the risk of falling to death.

As expected, Goya was shaken by the canopy that was thrown away, and he couldn't hold the accelerator when he found the person. Although he had carefully put his index finger on the cannon trigger, he had to let the high-speed flying plane aim at the gun. The parachute, which was almost stationary in the air, was a bit reluctant, and the first shot missed so much that he was forced to pull it up to avoid hitting the hill.Just as the captain's plane began to pull up and turn at a steep slope, Sami, who was hanging in the air, had already recognized the Su-30MKI. Not long ago, Sami almost shot it down.In the biting cold wind, the colonel sneered helplessly, trying to show some contempt for this shooting with personal grievances. In this regard, he underestimated Captain Goya. The captain wanted to kill him completely without selfishness.

Captain Goya's low-altitude bucket is very beautiful, perhaps due to the fact that the fuel is less than last time, in any case, he has grown a lot compared to the battle two months ago.However, Sami thinks he still has a chance, and it is still not clear whether the opponent can complete the aim before he lands.The distant Su-2 began to forcefully press down the nose within the expected bucket radius, and made an unimaginable bell-shaped maneuver with a high angle of attack that was only seen at airshows. Sammy didn't know that he How much enmity has been formed with the opponent, so that he has to use the right amount of nozzles to target himself at the risk of the rudder surface failure, which is a bit messy.

"You idiot, it's too reluctant, the height is not enough, be careful to fall to your death." The colonel yelled towards the sky.

Goya was breathing fast, and he tried his best to stabilize the plane, which swayed from side to side during the fall. He had no time to level the plane, so he had to seize the fleeting opportunity.His maneuvers give the plane a brief shot or two as it nearly loses control and tumbles toward the ground.The aiming ring of the machine gun was shaking violently. The moment it slid towards the parachute, the captain seized the opportunity to fire a long burst, and was forced to pull it up before he could see the result clearly.As the plane turned, he saw the parachute accelerate toward the ground, and apparently his shell had torn at least one or two large holes in the chute.He wanted to circle around again to see if the people below showed signs of standing up.During this period, the Su-30 was intercepted by the rear radar again.

"Captain Eagle, an enemy plane is coming towards you." The wingman shouted, he could hear him panting heavily, obviously he was also entangled with another Chinese fighter jet, and it was true that he had to keep a close eye on the two planes Some difficulty.

"Let's retreat immediately and don't get entangled with them."

Goya's Su-30 made a sharp turn and escaped, but it never got rid of the radar tracking, which made him a little annoyed.Immediately, he made a violent lifting action on the vertical plane. Such an action would easily disengage the unresponsive opponent, but the enemy radar has always locked his plane tightly. It seems that this is the first time he encountered today. Two well-trained opponents, fortunately, the Chinese fighter jets have not fired.

"Eagle, come back quickly, don't go further into their territory." After climbing up, the contact with the ground was restored from the shielding state, and the voice of squadron leader Mo Xin appeared again.

"Squadron leader, I have good news for you, that old guy was killed by me."

"Are you sure you shot him down?"

"That's right, and I'm sure he fell to his death on an ice field, er... Even if he didn't fall to his death, he would freeze to death soon."

When Goya spoke, he found that the radar tracking in the rear had disappeared, and it was obvious that the other party would not cross the border to pursue him.

(End of this chapter)