Siheyuan: Supernatural from the Ninth-level Engineer

put on top.

Must fire before aiming.

Otherwise, it simply cannot be shot down.

"Which bastard is that? Let him evacuate! Our missiles don't have an IFF system.

Looking at the radar display, there is one more target.

asked.

(cjaj) Only knew that it was the intercepted J-6 fighter.

Yang Gang suddenly became angry.

Those Air Force chiefs are real too.

There is an anti-aircraft missile battalion here.

What are you sending fighter jets for!

He didn't want the missile he studied, and the first result was to shoot down his own plane.

The high-altitude targets have all been delivered.

They even sent fighter jets to intercept them.

To send, at least wait for the air defense missile battalion to miss.

"It's still far away, it should be fine!"

"No problem with the fart, the infrared detection radar will be turned on soon, the internal computer will judge the distance, and give priority to the target with a short distance and a strong signal to attack!"

Yang Gang growled.

"Correspondent, get in touch immediately."

Luo Cheng was also shocked.

Can't take this risk.

With Liang on the same side, there are countless problems.

But can't ask.

There are ten kilometers left.

"What? Let me evacuate?"

The J-6 pilot was stunned.

He was about to climb quickly.

The cannons were already hungry and ready to fire.

As soon as you get to the right spot, press the fire button.

Drones will become a mass of fireworks.

"Air defense missiles? No!"

Here comes the anti-aircraft missile, which is no fun.

His height was not low.

Look around the cockpit.

No.

The superior's order is unwilling.

You can only control the direction, a tactical roll, turn around and fly back.

when rolling.

The pilot's head is down.

Immediately, he saw a scene that terrified him.

A missile dragged a long tail flame and flew towards this airspace at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

If not for the tail flame.

Can't see at all!

escape!

wrong.

is a strategic retreat.

Give the target drone to anti-aircraft missiles.

Forget about others.

The moment the fighter plane leveled, it gave the biggest accelerator.

In an instant, the fighter reached its maximum speed.

Turning to look behind.Stunned!

Missed?

over behind him.

The missile jumped upwards several hundred meters behind the target drone.

"This missile is fast..."

Everyone in rc-135 was also relieved.

"Silver-like wax gun tips are not reused in the middle."

The people in the measuring boat were also relieved.

It's just too fast to hit.

No use.

"Missed! Ready to launch the second one, Hongqi-1 is ready to launch!"

Luo Cheng also quickly recovered.

"Don't worry, let the missile fly for a while."

Yang Gang stopped it.

"Fly back!"

The radar operator suddenly exclaimed.

displayed on the screen.The missile that missed the drone flew for a while and turned!

"Hit the target! The target disappears!"

Suddenly, there is only one spot left on the radar.

air.

A bunch of dazzling fireworks flashed.

The J-6 driver looked at this scene, his eyes bulging.

Does this work?

He really didn't understand.

Obviously there are not a few, and it's wrong.

Did you turn around and fly back? .

266 Firebee just came down, and Yingjiang, who carried forward the spirit of international dedication, sent another u-2 as a target.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Needle drop is audible.

Inside the rc-135 cabin.

In the radar inspection room of the survey ship.

The command room of the Hongqi-1 surface-to-air missile test battalion.

One in the combat command room of the Air Force's long-range radar station.

Everywhere you could see this scene fell into an eerie silence.

The J-6 pilot who saw the dazzling fireworks in the air with his own eyes, pressed the accelerator tightly, and the fighter jet was jumping forward at the maximum speed.

The ground radar station found something wrong.

"...Turn back immediately!"

The pilot quickly released the accelerator.

Look down.

The oil gauge is almost bottoming out.

special!

It seems that the distance is a little far, and I am afraid that I will not be able to fly back.

"Report to the tower, my oil has bottomed out and I need to find an alternate airport

He was so angry that his superiors slapped the table and scolded him and cleaned him up when he came back.

Throw him to fly a propeller plane later.

J-5 will not work.

The fighter jets are too fast.

"Who can tell me what happened?"

Inside the rc-135 cabin.