Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 239

The roar of the helicopter in the distance faded away, but it did not disappear for a long time.Judging from the sound, the terrifying helicopter seems to have been hovering not far away.This made the hundreds of 'special brigade' soldiers behind the line of defense very nervous.The confusion in the retreat caused some anti-aircraft units to fall behind, and now there was little to counter the air strikes.

"I think it has seen us." Abad said, and the crew next to him couldn't help but look at each other, because the sergeant's battlefield instincts are always very accurate.

"Maybe, just want to go around to our rear."

"What do we do?" the driver asked.

"Start the engine, hurry up." He got out of the turret, trying to contact another tank next to him.

A missile flew in front of his eyes and accurately hit another tank destroyer 50 meters away, blowing it to pieces.

"Back up, he yelled."

The huge Mi 35 emerged from behind the ridge again, looking extremely fierce and ferocious.There was a violent flash of light under its wings, and the two rocket pods fired a frighteningly dense firepower.The rockets fell on the heads of the Pakistani ground troops in the ravine.Immediately, the 'Special Brigade' was beaten to the ground, and the mountain was turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Abad could feel the throbbing of the wound on his head. Just now, an explosion fragment opened up the old wound on his head.But now is not the time to back down. Holding the 12.7mm high-level machine gun in his hand, he calmly directed the vehicle to turn around. At the same time, he adjusted the vertical frame and the gauge according to the visual distance.This machine gun does not have a 360-degree field of fire, so the sergeant needs to wait for the vehicle to turn. He is almost the only one among these people who can think of counterattack.

The vehicle had roughly turned around, and he took a rough aim at some of the machine guns.He could clearly see the tracer rounds falling behind the flying helicopter, and he had absolutely no experience shooting such moving targets.In a blink of an eye, the helicopter got behind the mountain.

"We need air cover and anti-aircraft units." He shouted at this moment.The throat microphone is connected to the radio, and the request can be sent out on a pre-agreed channel, and he doesn't care who can hear it.

A few hundred meters away, the helicopter emerged from the other side of the mountain, trying to find a new firing position.The sergeant continued to shoot at it, and a few machine gun rounds hit the gunship, but all went flying.

"Hit its rotor." The gunner reminded from the side.Abad kept watching with a telescope on one side as he fired.

The sergeant raised the angle a little, ready to continue shooting, and the helicopter got behind a hill again.In mountainous areas this weapon is at the right time and place.

"Damn it, you run pretty fast." Abad cursed angrily.In this battlefield where one thing drops one thing, the situation is so helpless that it is difficult for tanks to fight against helicopters.

Mi 35 got out again, this time he was a little overwhelmed, instead of shifting quickly, he stabilized his speed, and then began to shoot at the group of armored vehicles behind Abad.Abad seized the opportunity and strafed the rotor, but the bumpy tank made it difficult for him to aim, and only a few rounds of ammunition fell on the helicopter.

It was only then that the Indian pilot on the Mi-35 noticed the chariot. In this one-sided massacre, he never cared that someone would fight back.This helicopter number 1115 belongs to the 104th Helicopter Squadron.The 104th Squadron is one of the two elite units equipped with Mi 35 in India. It is regarded as a treasure by Spanga and is only responsible for tactical support in the most critical areas; Show up at the front.This Mi 35 discovered the Pakistani ground forces very early on. He was not in a hurry to attack, but just wanted to observe the battlefield carefully to determine if there were any annoying anti-aircraft missile vehicles hindering it from killing.

The pilot slowly turned the nose of the aircraft in a hovering manner to adapt to the shooting range of the 23mm machine gun.From time to time, flames flew towards the windshield, and he had to subconsciously turn his head to avoid it, which made it difficult for him to stabilize the helicopter.That puny machine gun did distract the pilot a bit.

The weapons operator finally aligned the crosshairs on the 'tank' and he waited for the 23mm machine gun crosshairs to align.The brave Pakistani retracted the turret at the last moment of aiming coincidence, apparently seeing the rotation of the machine gun turret.The Indian pilot sneered, such calm people are rare on the battlefield.

The twin-barreled 23mm cannon fired at the tank destroyer 200 meters away.But the opponent quickly released the smoke, making the shooter temporarily unable to see the target clearly.He immediately reminded the pilot to adjust the angle so that he could launch a few rockets to completely blow up the strange tank, but suddenly there was a sharp warning sound in the cabin, and a radar was scanning him in the distance, which made him The pilot panicked, bullying ground troops was his forte, dealing with air threats was not the specialty of helicopters.Mi 35 dropped the tank destroyer below and began to seek cover.

60 kilometers away, a sturdy heavy-duty fighter jet is scanning suspected helicopter targets in the combat area, and the scanning status can be changed to tracking in a short while.As the distance approaches rapidly, the target will become clear, but it cannot be ruled out that the Indian helicopter will choose to escape at low altitude. The PD radar of this heavy fighter is not suitable for searching for low-speed targets close to the ground.

Sure enough, the Indian helicopter disappeared.

"Target disappeared," said the pilot.

"Lion's Heart Cave Turn, continue to approach Karachi," the Chinese guidance came from the radio.

"Understood, I hope to find it again."

Due to the tense battle situation, a new batch of Chinese planes and pilots came to Quetta and immediately went into battle. They temporarily used the call sign of the Pakistan Lionheart formation, which made the Pakistani reserve squadron expand many times in a short time.

"Commander Liu, be careful. The main threat at sea is the MiG-29. Legal planes may appear from the northeast through the desert." The voice from the control tower sounded familiar.Liu Zhaolin suddenly remembered that this was his old rival Song Ning.

Two months ago, Song Ning, like Liu Zhaolin, belonged to the kind of "tops" who were well-trained but had never participated in actual combat; in fact, for many years, all pilots in the country were on the running line of zero record; However, with the deepening of China's participation in the war, Song Ning's record has risen rapidly to four, and some people have used the old-fashioned J-0II to achieve victories in border battles. There are even rumors that the Flying Leopard has a record of shooting down.This fact made Liu Zhaolin, who is also a top pilot, a little impatient. He and Song Ning still had a slight advantage in the long-term exercise, but this result seemed to be canceled overnight.

However, the opportunity finally came. Because Pakistan urgently needs heavy fighter jets that can stay in the air for a long time, Commander Liu Zhaolin finally came to the front line of the war.

"Old Song, the legal fighter refers to the Phantom 2000?"

"Perhaps, possibly with a gust of wind."

Song Ning's words made Liu Zhaolin's heart tremble, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.

"Yes, I just got uncertain news yesterday, and I just verified it in the air 4 hours ago. But there was no engagement."

"Don't worry, I'll be more careful."

For India's MiG 29 Liu Zhaolin has some psychological advantages, not to mention the Mirage 2000 without mid-range capability, but the Rafale with superior performance is indeed an opponent worthy of attention.

Liu Zhaolin lowered his altitude slightly to avoid radars in the northeast. The closer he got to the battle line, the more frequent Indian long-range radar scans were. These radars basically came from the direction of the desert; the early warning aircraft from the coast did not appear.He seemed to have been lucky enough to slip into the slot of the Indian AWACS air watch.

The fighter's radar has been scanning at a low repetition rate. Liu Zhaolin hopes to find at least one target in the first attack, even if it is a helicopter.

A light spot flickered on the HDD, and he glanced at it, it was still the helicopter.

"That helicopter appeared again." Lin Zhaolin said, his tone a little disappointing.

"Are you sure you can beat it?" Song Ning asked.

"It's very troublesome, such a target is too... difficult to track."

For a target that can dodge among the mountains, long-range shooting is really difficult to grasp, and from the scanning process just now, the helicopter responds to radar tracking.

Soon, the radar completed the one-on-one tracking of the helicopter. Liu Zhaolin did not make up his mind to open fire for a long time, he wanted to get closer.

"Dongguai asks to fire."

"Fire allowed."

Liu Zhaolin immediately fired two medium-range bombs. The countdown to the radar start-up on the HUD began to jump, and the moment the number changed to zero, the helicopter suddenly disappeared.

"Fuck! Damn it." He couldn't help but curse.

The missile pilot flew to the designated area according to the preset route, but its seeker could not find the target that should appear there.

"Dongguai, it hid behind the mountain. Think of a way." On the ground, Song Ning said.

"clear."

Liu Zhaolin turned quickly, trying to find the target from another angle.In the distance, the light from the missile tail flame gradually disappeared.

Liu Zhaolin felt that his gloves were soaked with sweat, not only because he was about to lose two expensive missiles, but also because he didn't want his first attack to be like this.

The plane made a big circle and pointed the nose at the original direction again. Liu Zhaolin stared at the HDD, hoping that the radar could sort out the target from the ground clutter. This kind of target is a huge test for the spectrum analysis ability of the PD radar.Unlike a fighter jet, a helicopter is a target that may hover motionless, and such anomalous behavior is likely to fool the PD radar for a short period of time.

The target light spot appeared again, it did not hover, but was fleeing eastward.This was a misguided countermeasure, and Liu Zhaolin's radar quickly completed the tracking; from the vertical display, the two active radar-guided missiles that had gone away ran 30 kilometers in a straight line.The special data link re-updated the data of the target. Seeing on the screen, two missiles with more than half of the fuel began to turn.

Abad's chariot drove out of the smoke he had released. After the enemy aircraft's strafing stopped, he heard the sound of the helicopter turning and seemed to leave the battlefield.He just guessed that the enemy was going to change positions and continue shooting.Although at an absolute disadvantage, Abad decided not to give up the opportunity to resist. He climbed out of the turret again, preparing for the last counterattack.

The Mi-35 was fleeing quickly against the ridge, and Abad couldn't figure out what was going on. He wondered if he had frightened it with a few bursts of shooting just now?

(End of this chapter)