Chapter 30: The Sword of the Thunder God (Part 2)

Huang Zhipeng glared and shouted, "Missiles?" Are you fucking crazy?! Don't be fooled by the non-explosive training rounds mounted on our fighter jets—if you really dare to aim and launch them, it instantly becomes an international incident! ”
"I don't understand politics, nor do I understand why it's wrong to shoot down enemies who invade our airspace with missiles and maliciously ram our fighter jets." Zhanxiage shouted sternly, "But I will never let my actions affect the family of all of us!" Don't they love playing aerial collisions? Aren't they supposed to be able to act recklessly just because they're big? ”
"The missile I'm about to launch is ...... Our plane! ”
Zhan Xiagege turned off his own communicator, but Huang Zhipeng did not. At that moment, everyone in the airport control tower heard Zhan Xiaoge's furious roar: "I've hated being a soldier since I was a child, and I hate it even more when someone tries to shape my future with force!" But I've told myself more than once, if an enemy really invades our country, if anyone dares to trample on our dignity, I, Zhanxia Ge, will be the first to carry the medicine packet and take them down together! You bastards, you bastards, you're seriously awesome! International police are really damn amazing! I don't dare launch missiles, but I can at least use planes to crash them down and drag you down with me! ”
Zhanxiage pushed the control lever hard, and the Su-27 fighter jet's two twin-shaft AL-31F turbofan engines, each with a thrust of 122.6 kN, let out a deep, furious roar. The entire fighter jet stretched out two straight, brilliant, and dazzling taillines in the air, and with fearless and fearless posture, it crashed fiercely into the bandit reconnaissance plane flaunting Chinese airspace!
The radar monitor on the RC-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance aircraft widened his eyes and shouted urgently, "Report! The new Su-27 fighter jet that has been following close to our plane is accelerating toward our plane. If they don't change their flight path, they will collide with our plane in twenty-eight seconds!" ”
The captain said indifferently, "Don't pay attention to them. Chinese people love to put on airs. One of their fighter jets was forced down by us using reasonable, legal, and illegal technology. They lost face and tried to fight desperately, forcing us to flee once more to regain some dignity." Well, in Chinese terms, you have to be able to keep your 'face' in mind......
The captain's words made the other crew members nod repeatedly, but the radar monitor's eyes widened more and more. Finally, he couldn't help but jump up and interrupt the captain's comment on the characteristics of the Chinese pilot. He shouted hoarsely, "Captain, their speed is getting faster and faster. I think the Chinese soldiers are really going to risk their lives?!" ”
A crew member suddenly let out a terrified howl, pointing to a window in the left cabin and jumping up and down, shrieking, "My goodness, look!" ”
The six crew members looked out together. Within visible range, they saw a massive ultra-long-range air-to-air missile—no, it was a Su-27 fighter jet that had gone mad and bounced wildly, pushing its power to the limit with all its might. Gritting its teeth, it charged fiercely at them, clearly determined to take them down together, with no other possibilities!
What does it mean to fight desperately?
Fighting desperately means you don't need to glare fiercely or wave a gleaming watermelon knife in your hand, but anyone who sees you will feel a chill in their hearts! It was a killing intent that came from deep within, holding nothing back, pushing attack, attack, and attack upon attack to the limit, instantly unleashing the most terrifying and sharpest combat power!
Although the two sides were still separated by a long distance, the six pilots on this RC-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance aircraft involuntarily felt a chill run through their bodies. On this latest Russian fighter jet imported by China, the pilot was completely different from any other fighter pilot they had encountered in Chinese airspace!
Each of those pilots was a highly skilled ace pilot, leaving plenty of room for maneuver. Although they shouted fiercely, at most they just tried to drive them out of the country. Dealing with them always felt like playing hide-and-seek with sheep.
But this driver is absolutely different!
The first impression he gave the six pilots was: he was a tiger, a leopard, a wild, wild, wild beast ready to kill!
Who would think such a driver was just joking with them? Then he must be a complete complete idiot and a fool tired and tired of living!
The captain on the reconnaissance plane shouted, "Evade tactics immediately!" ”
The RC-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance aircraft suddenly slowed down in midair, forcibly lowering its speed to below 250 km/h at high altitude. At the same time, the pilot desperately twisted the control lever, and the massive RC-135 groaned and complained in the air, performing a tactical evasive maneuver.
"Whoosh......"
The Su-27 fighter jet, with a terrifying impact twice the speed of sound, whistled past the RP-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance plane, and without looking back, sped off at full speed, instantly disappearing within a ten-kilometer radius visible to the naked eye!
Huang Zhipeng roared angrily, "Zhanxiage, what the hell are you doing? Missed the collision, turn around!" We're now a full twenty kilometers away from them! ”
"You think I don't want to?!" Zhanxiage frantically slapped the fighter jet's dashboard, roaring, "Damn, why is this thing so hard to control?!" It's just a joystick with a bunch of dashboards, isn't it?! Is twenty kilometers really that impressive? We can now fly 600 meters per second, reaching speeds of around 2,500 kilometers per hour! I only flew straight for about twenty seconds, what the hell are you in such a hurry?! ”
"Report!" The pilot responsible for radar monitoring on the RC-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance aircraft shouted, "That Su-27 fighter jet has already flown fifty kilometers away and seems to be preparing to leave this airspace!" ”
Upon hearing this report, all the pilots in the crew let out a long breath. The captain's expression changed several times before he finally forced a dry smile and said, "Haha...... See, I'm absolutely right. It looks aggressive, but in the end, they still need to scare us a bit and regain some face! ”
The other team members also laughed, but for some reason, the laughter of these six people sounded so forced.
"Report ......" was still the radar monitor, his voice trembling as he shouted, "That plane is rushing back again, at 2x supersonic speed, and their target is still us!" ”
The captain couldn't help but open his mouth wide and let out a meaningless monosyllable: "Ah......"
Through the window, they could clearly see that the Su-27 fighter jet that had just shot over fifty kilometers was like a Spanish bull freshly injected with a stimulant and now seeing a red cloth, fiercely charging at them with its sharpest nose.
Twice the speed of sound!
The two sides collided head-on again, accumulating speed. Not to mention a Su-27 fighter jet made of titanium alloy and ultra-strong aluminum alloy, it was probably like a small sparrow hitting their reconnaissance plane—no less than an enemy hitting them with a cannon!
The reconnaissance pilot immediately controlled the plane to make an emergency descent without waiting for the captain's order, while quickly devising several ways to evade the Su-27's pursuit. Less than three kilometers below was a thick cloud layer, which he could use to successfully evade the pursuit of the frenzied Su-27 pilot. He can also use the slow speed of propeller planes, combined with his excellent piloting skills, to force the fighter pilot to keep pace with his controls, involuntarily slowing down the impact speed......
But he was overthinking it. The RC-135 strategic electronic reconnaissance plane suddenly slid down, and the pilot, clearly on doping, swaggered straight over the reconnaissance plane with his jet, leaving only two rows of disdainful engine taillines, then disappeared fifty kilometers away.