Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 65 The Regretful Ending
"IFF answer," the corporal shouted nearby.

The gunner found the aircraft with a wide field of view in the flickering TV tracking system, and quickly pressed the IFF answer button, but there was no response. He suspected that it was caused by the latest electronic interference.

"Haha, don't need to identify it, use the laser to measure the distance immediately. I guarantee, this is the MiG-29 of India (in fact, he misidentified it)." The commander Hanif shouted excitedly. He has some knowledge about fighter jets and knows This kind of double vertical tail aircraft is not Pakistani (this one-sided view is quite dangerous. When he got the anti-aircraft gun, the Pakistani Air Force also got a double vertical tail heavy aircraft similar to the Su-30.)
The turret of the 37 mm anti-aircraft gun was spinning rapidly, and the gunner hoisted the first aircraft in the optical sight, and the enemy was flying towards him, getting bigger and bigger.However, the enemy plane kept twisting and destroying the gunner's aiming. The laser range measurement was still completed at one time, but unfortunately it was too far away and had to wait.Now all he had to do was keep up with the target and wait for it to come within range.At the same time, the gunner also realized that the enemy was maneuvering desperately, but it was certainly not because he saw him, nor was he trying to get rid of his aim.

As the gunner expected, Sami's Thunderbolt was chasing the Su-30 from high altitude to low altitude. Originally, it was not so easy for him to catch up with the enemy plane, but the two Indian pilots of the Su-30 obviously lost their composure , has been using the vector turning capability of the thrust vectoring engine to reduce the turning radius, trying to get rid of the pursuit.

For an old guy like Sami, this is a very wrong approach, and it will only draw Sami's attention away from other Indian fighters.The vector nozzle only has the advantage of pointing at the enemy plane faster when chasing, but it will cause too much stall when used for evasion.Of course, sometimes, when the enemy plane behind is chasing too closely, it is easy to rush to the front due to improper deceleration, but this Indian pilot kept turning left and right from 6 kilometers away from the enemy to try to get rid of the aiming (in fact, this distance is far away. Outside the range of the infrared missile's siege), it is of course impossible to make the opponent rush to the front with such a disorderly movement. This series of wrong actions has no effect except to make the pursuer draw closer.Sammy can handle the opponent's small radius turns very well just by manipulating the throttle lever.

The new infrared guided weapon mounted by the colonel is the newly arrived PL-9 missile. It is said that its performance is similar to that of the Sidewinder M. Except that it cannot be aimed like the R73 by relying on the helmet to aim and fly around the sky with a low hit rate. Not bad, far beyond PL5.He hadn't used this new type of weapon yet, so he suppressed his urge to follow the huge Su-30 closely, trying to find the best chance to fire.Of course, the enemy plane is still desperately snaking around, trying to destroy the tracking. Sami knows that in a short while, this Su-30 will no longer have the speed to make such drastic movements. From 5000 meters to hundreds of meters, this The flustered "Lion" has been gaining new speed by overdrawing its altitude. Of course, now that the flying altitude has dropped below the surrounding mountain peaks, this Su-30MKI no longer has any energy to struggle.

Corporal Hannife on the ground at this time has not seen the Sami plane, but he knows by trying that there must be a Pakistani fighter plane trailing in the clouds. He has no time to consider that someone may have chased it here from 200 kilometers away. , He only thought about it, when this wobbly enemy plane fell into the range, he had to try to fire a few shots. This might be the only time in his life that he could fire at a fighter jet worth billions of rupees. Never miss it.

The turret of the 37mm anti-aircraft gun rotates slowly, closely following the plane flying close to the mountain, and the gunner gently steps on the steering pedal, waiting for the laser rangefinder to constantly eliminate echo false points and recalculate the distance in rainy days .As long as the precise distance is obtained, this old-fashioned fire control computer can perform a full calculation of the shooting elements. At that time... at least a few shots can be fired to scare the Indian pilot.

"Damn..." shouted the gunner.He saw the enemy plane go behind the mountain, but it didn't matter, he continued to turn the turret corner horizontally, and the elevation angle of the muzzle remained unchanged.The turret of this gun can be rotated 360 degrees, so he is not worried about the enemy hiding behind the mountain and not coming out.Sure enough, a few seconds later, the enemy plane reappeared from the other side of the mountain roaring, and seemed to be getting closer.Laser ranging works again.Hannife will inform the gunner who is operating the gunner with the command of the displayed shooting elements one by one. At this time, the enemy plane is forced to change to level flight (if it is lowered, it will hit the mountain). It is almost flying towards the muzzle of the gunner. The only thing is to keep turning right, slightly correcting the amount of advance.

"Fire," yelled the corporal.

"Bang bang bang bang..." A long string of shells flew towards the target. Judging from the flickering TV tracker, this string of light spots appeared very slow, like a group of scattered fireflies flying into the distance (equipped with tracer bullets) ).About 80 hot shell casings crackled and fell on the front fender of the self-propelled artillery chassis, and when it was poured by the rain, a fog suddenly rose.

After the shooting stopped, the corporal came out of the turret with a bang (hit his head on the hatch cover). He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and he was absolutely sure that the enemy plane was pulling up black smoke.The corporal watched intently as it wobbled behind a mountain ahead (there were mountains everywhere).After a few seconds, a huge explosion sounded from afar. The colonel restrained his excitement and raised his binoculars to confirm the explosion. He saw that two umbrella flowers on the top of the mountain had just opened—the Indian pilot parachuted.

"We have to go to the back mountain to find the village chief and a few more motorcycles. We have to capture the pilot alive. Haha." The corporal shouted excitedly.At this time, the radio communication was still not smooth, and he had to take on the job of capturing the pilot alive.

500 meters in the air, Sami witnessed all this.

"Oh my God, it's too bad."

Sammy slapped his thigh hard in the air.Then, quickly turned to one side of the slope (for fear that the unreasonable infantry below would continue to fire at him and kill him as well.)
This is the most frustrating moment for him today. A precious record has already been obtained. The enemy has been cornered by him, and his aim has been completed. Of course, if the enemy hits the mountain by itself at that moment, then this record should also belong to him. .But a string of shells came out of nowhere, and hit the rear engine of the enemy plane, and then, the Su-30 smoked.

At that time, Sammy kept shouting in his heart: "Get up, pull up, you are mine."

But at the last moment, he saw the Indian pilot eject from the cockpit and abandon the fighter.Anyway, from a pilot's standpoint, Sami doesn't like anti-aircraft guns and doesn't want to see a 50 crore (Pakistan Rupee) plane killed by infantry.

"Is this the result after chasing for hundreds of kilometers?" He thought to himself.

"Leader Leader Thunder, please report your location, I can't see you now."

"Major General, I'm in the Kalyan mountains and just missed a target. Now that I'm out of fuel, I and the other three planes have to land at the Allama Iqbal airport. You have to get the controllers ready."

"You don't have to blame yourself too much, we've beaten them to the bum today." The major general replied indifferently, for him, three records are not bad.

"No, that's not it, I think those two unlucky Indian pilots crashed into a ground flak gun of the 8th Armored Brigade, I swear, there was only one SPG in the whole mountain, and he only fired once, and... …too bad."

"Yeah, it's hard for me to accept it, but you should land first."

(End of this chapter)