Civilization Guardian Front

A picture of the direction of the missile popped up at the bottom of the central screen. GIII and others with excellent eyesight quickly found the black spot that was rapidly enlarged from a distance.

It is about to catch up.

da da da da...

Galio's built-in cannon compartment opened, and the gun barrel was aimed at the black missile, spitting out tongues of flame.

boom!

The moment the machine gun crossfire was about to hit, the black missile suddenly exploded on its own.

Chapter 350 Seventh? Extraordinary Air Combat

The shell of the black missile exploded violently.

swish swish swish...

The 32 small rockets hidden inside were released from the restraints, and the propelling flames erupted from the tail, scattered into a meteor shower, blocking all the movement paths of Galio in an instant.

"Varied!?"

GIII and the others, who hadn't expected this scene, only had time to spit out a syllable, and the sky filled with meteors had already fallen to the sky fortress where they were.

boom!boom!boom...

Although many rockets missed or were destroyed by the Vulcan Cannon in advance, five or six still hit the fuselage and exploded into balls of fire.

The giant steel bird with a wingspan of 50 meters trembled violently as if feeling pain.

The passengers inside, if they don't immediately grasp the fixed objects at hand, I'm afraid they will lose their balance...

The destructive power of small rockets is actually very limited. In order to reduce the size as much as possible, after deducting the fuel and structural materials, the warhead can hold not much explosives.

Especially in the face of Galio's solid armor, in the case of insufficient acceleration space, it obviously lacks sufficient penetration.

Evidence of this can be seen in the fact that Galio is still able to fly...

Except for a little damage to the shell, the formation of dents and even the destruction of a few parts, the body can still operate normally.

However, this large-scale attack has indeed caused huge and irreparable losses to the GIII group from another level.

The appearance of the machine body carefully designed by countless engineering geniuses, the stealth paint and optical camouflage developed by scientists rack their brains, the root of it is that the body must always be in an undamaged state to achieve perfect performance.

Under the rain of rockets, this prerequisite no longer exists...

"The body is slightly damaged, the engine is fully functional, the coverage of optical camouflage is reduced to 92%, and the maximum radar cross-sectional area is increased to 0.7, which cannot guarantee stealth."

Even if the synthetic electronic voice is not mentioned, they also understand that the current situation is extremely unfavorable.

"It's still within the allowable range, increase the speed and try to leave this area in the shortest time!"

As if to give himself confidence, Collins gradually increased the thrust of the throttle.

280 km...361 km...443 km...

Galio, who was fully powered, quickly reached a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, pulling away the distance from the Sirius, but...

The Su-35s fighters chasing them had already reached Mach three or more.

It's simply not realistic to want to distance yourself...

Every second that passes, the distance between the two sides is shortening, and the flawed stealth ability will increase as the opponent approaches.

"The enemy plane is approaching and is expected to enter the line of sight in five seconds."

GIII frowned, glanced at the remaining ammunition displayed on the display, and ordered decisively:

"Fires all remaining air-to-air missiles."

"Got it, AIM-9X is fully fired."

As soon as the electronically synthesized voice spoke, the air fortress's missile-holding bay popped out from the surface of the fuselage, and a total of [-] short-range air-to-air Sidewinder missiles locked onto the enemy plane at the same time, ignited and launched.

These are all Galio's missiles that can be used to target secondary air targets. In order to ensure that the unknown enemy is shot down, they are thrown into the battlefield at once.

swish swish swish...

Accompanied by the long white trail of the condensed cloud, the trajectory of the missiles did not remain consistent, but spread out like fireworks, heading towards the target from different angles.

Each missile is programmed to travel in advance to prevent these weapons from colliding with each other and self-destructing.

While the bullets rained...

boom boom boom...

The ammunition, which is powerful enough to penetrate several layers of steel plates, seemed to see through the scattered flight path of the missile in advance, and happened to chisel into the rear of the AIM-9X warhead, tearing it apart.

Then, the unknown enemy plane finally came into view of GIII and others through the screen.

Facing the missiles flying towards him all over the sky, the black-painted Su-35s that should have discovered that he was locked on earlier did not choose to evade, and still rushed forward without slowing down.

Boo!Boo!Boo!咑...

The machine gun on the right side of the fighter jet fired repeatedly.

It is not a common shooting, but an orderly and controlled firing.

The torch-like brilliance burst out from the front end of the gun barrel, turning into countless light blades, cutting across the waist of the missile.

Even though the speed is a bit slower than the missile, it can seize the opportunity again and again and penetrate the target accurately.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the missiles fired by Galio were shot down.

However, in this brief second, the remaining rattlesnakes had already flown a long distance.

Even if the pilot of that fighter plane could see the movement of all AIM-9Xs, at such a fast speed, the time left for the opponent to fire would never be enough to shoot down all the incoming missiles.

The dense and saturated fire net quickly surrounded them.

At this time...

blow!

The Su-35s sent out flame bombs, five infrared-guided Sidewinder missiles, mistakenly thinking that the heat source of the flame bombs was the heat energy of the engine, scattered them, and flew to other directions.

After breaking away from the lock of some missiles, the black fighter plane dived downward suddenly, then quickly raised its nose, and when it touched the bottom of the valley, it just passed the water surface and drew a U-shaped curve in the air.

The sea water in the Gulf of Aden sank a few millimeters due to the wind pressure, and was split by the shock wave, splashing a large white wave with a "crash".

The remaining three missiles turned around at the same time, trying to bite the enemy plane.

However, the AIM-2.5X, which moves slowly and only has a speed of Mach 9, even if the enemy fighter slows down slightly due to a sudden change of direction, it is still unable to keep up with it in real time. In the end, it only lost its target and crashed into the sea ahead. .

The black fighter, which eliminated all threats, slowed down during the ascent, using the top-heavy characteristics caused by gravity, and quickly regained its balance in the air.

(This is impossible!?)

GIII and the others looked at this scene, their pupils constricted suddenly.

Predict the movement of flying objects at supersonic speeds, calculate the amount of firing hits at the front, and control the steering of fighter jets under the pressure of tens of Gs.

Such a miraculous aiming ability, as well as the physical fitness to perform maneuvers at high speeds...

Is this really something humans can do?

...

Inside the Flanker-Meteor cockpit.

"whispering sound!"

The pain of tearing the body flooded into his mind, Chios gritted his teeth and forcibly held back with his extraordinary willpower.

The anti-G tights developed by Yiyou technicians were soon soaked...

Less of it is sweat, more of it is the blood flowing from the ruptured blood vessels that cannot bear the pressure.

He could even feel the warm moisture on his body surface.

"Phew, my body's ability to bear it is still a bit weak..." The young man gasped, staring sharply at the diamond-shaped red frame in the head-up display.

Due to the optical camouflage, he couldn't see Galio's appearance.

But at least at this distance, the radar has been able to fully detect the opponent's position.

"Now I finally caught you."

Lightly rest your thumb on the joystick, and squeeze the trigger again.

Chapter 350: Expulsion

The second black missile ignites and launches.

The space of ten kilometers was crossed in an instant, came behind Galio, and exploded into a meteor shower at close range.

boom boom boom...

Although the four Vulcan cannons installed on Galio were fully intercepted, many small rockets still passed through the barrage and exploded after hitting the target wing and fuselage, leaving countless scars on this expensive prototype.

Galio, who had just started accelerating, was staggered again by the bombardment. If it weren't for the steady lift provided by the angular motion particles, the body might lose its balance seriously.

The optical camouflage has been further damaged, and part of the structure can now be observed with the naked eye; the stealth paint is severely damaged, and there is nothing to hide under the Flanker-Meteor radar search.

The GIII group is in a dire situation right now, but it's far from the worst...

The black fighter plane that was catching up with the missile is their most serious threat at present.

blow!

Occupying a favorable firing position behind Galio, Pitch Black Swift Shadow did not directly pull the trigger. Instead, it ran across the sky to the left of the opponent. After about five kilometers, the speed gradually slowed down, and then made a sharp turn in a small radius, blocking in front of Galio.

The road to West Africa for GIII and others was easily blocked.

The weird thing is...

After completing this series of actions, the black fighter, which was still aggressive and aggressive until a few seconds ago, seemed to be given a tranquilizer immediately. Not only did it slow down to below Mach [-], but even the fire control radar was unlocked. near.

"Why didn't he attack..." Witnessing the change of the enemy plane on the screen, Collins in the driver's seat was puzzled at first, and then quickly turned into anger.

"Are you planning to tease us, and do it again when you get tired of playing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the communicator suddenly received a call request from the pilot of the black fighter plane.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all looked at their leader.

GIII folded his arms and nodded slightly, instructing to open the call line.

"Sinners who betrayed the Star-Spangled Banner, if you don't want to be shot down, turn right now..."

Unexpectedly, the elegant and soft baritone voice warned in standard fluent English:

"Go southeast to Samha Island at coordinates 12.159270, 53.034345, repeat..."

Although he was driving a small number of fourth-and-a-half-generation fighter jets assembled by the Russian Air Force, the other party did not speak Russian, not even a Slavic accent.

"Who are you, an assassin sent by the United States?"

"You don't seem to understand the situation, the artificial human with IQ290..." completely ignoring GIII's question, the young man said coldly:

"Now I'm the one who says, you do it, any extra nonsense and actions will make all of you go to the sea to feed the fish."

After speaking, the fire control radar of the front fighter locked on them again.

boom!

The flames flickered, and a cannon brushed against Galio's fuselage, leaving a long scratch.

"Do you understand what I mean? Then make a choice within ten seconds."

The call was cut off, obviously not intending to spend more time talking.

"Tsk!"

The black-haired boy smacked his lips unhappily.

Angus, who was wearing a bulletproof suit, took a step forward and pressed GIII's shoulder.

"Master III, we have no choice now but to cooperate with each other temporarily."

"..." GIII fell silent.

Looking up at the slowly approaching Su-35s fighter plane, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was quickly abandoned by him.

Unless they give up the landline that is the base camp and parachute to land, they can only turn around and turn around.