AA-8 "Aphid" is the call sign given to the R-60 air-to-air missile by NATO's self-talk, the warhead of this small missile weighs only eight kilograms, and the lethality is obviously insufficient, so that the F-14D with a solid structure has picked up a life.

Since then, to the present, in the back and forth between the storms and rains, the fuel level alarm in the flat display has begun to flicker, but the "Bumblebee" who came to replace the "Super Cat" to carry out the task has been nowhere to be seen; The messy air instructions just sent by the "counter" made Phelps understand how bad the shape was, the fighters from the "Steanis" VFA-146 attack squadron, these poor F/A-18E "Hornets" had lost contact with the command center, and most of them had been wiped out!

The so-called "reinforcements" have all been wiped out, and it makes sense to continue to die here?

"Pearson, keep an eye on the six o'clock direction, - try powering on again, we've only got this 'Slime' left!"

"Okay, but you can only shoot blindly, the irradiator is no longer powered, and it is estimated that it has been blown to pieces by the 'aphids' just now! With less than four hundred (gallons) of oil left, why don't we hurry up and disengage? ”

"Who doesn't want to disengage! - Hold on for two more minutes, no, just one minute! ”

Since taking off to meet the enemy, he has been completely caught in this endless aerial chaos, and a shuttle-like green camouflage painted "fish nest" has appeared in the field of vision in front of him, and Lieutenant Colonel Phelps is already sweating and his vision is about to become a little blurred.

Relying on his tenacious will, he barely pressed the rod to cut into the inside of the opponent's route, relied on the heads-up sight prompt, and swept a long point shot with the M61 rotary tube aerial gun but failed to hit. It was found that it had been intercepted by enemy aircraft. The extremely fast MiG-21MF "Fishnest" fighter reacted very quickly. A violent tumbling and deceleration almost circled around the side of the energy-starved "Super Cat" at nine o'clock!

Damn it. What does this mean, to rush up and play grappling?

Such a thin "fish nest" dared to show off its might in front of the "Tomcat", and the angry lieutenant colonel immediately kicked the rudder with a pole and prepared to fight with the opponent with all his might!

However, in the blink of an eye, seeing that more MiGs were still rushing out of the clouds in the distance, Phelps, who was on the verge of trance, gasped, and immediately reversed the sidestick, lowered the angle of attack and rushed towards a large area of gray cumulonimbus clouds, and with a crazy serpentine maneuver to get rid of these difficult guys.

When I set off, I was still full of fuel and ammunition, but I didn't expect that now I was forced to fight a never-ending wheel war with the Russians here. Now the F-14D "Super Cat" he piloted has suffered an "aphid", some electronic equipment has failed, and the thin remaining fuel does not allow him to use afterburner, and now he is even weaker to the point that he will turn around and run away when he encounters a group of stupid "fish nests", which is simply a great shame for the "Super Cat" who has always looked at the sky and does not bow to any opponent!

With only one "Rattlesnake" left and a "Slammer" lying on a composite pylon, Phelps not only felt that this "Super Cat" had reached its limit, but even he could no longer bear it.

With the good physical fitness and will of the ace pilot, although he is not as useless as his partner in the back row and vomits directly in the cabin after a series of barrel rolls, he is also close to the limit of his physical and mental endurance. Unconsciously cowardly, the lieutenant colonel called the wingman on the radio, but there was no response, and he didn't know where they flew in this ghost weather. Phelps hovered his sidestick and flew off the dangerous western coastline of the Black Sea, speeding all the way away from the MiGs who were born with short legs but were completely crazy.

A "super cat" who escaped after a fierce battle. Leaving the battlefield with large and small shrapnel embedded in the fuselage.

However, at this moment, more NATO fighters have not yet struggled out of the sky meat grinder that spews fire and gunsmoke, and in the face of the Warsaw Pact air force that has been dormant for many days, but now it is suddenly furious on all fronts, the fighters that had been preparing for air raids have thrown away auxiliary fuel tanks and ground ammunition to join the battle, but they still cannot withstand the overwhelming attack. In the sky, warplanes and missiles flew everywhere, and this hellish scene was transmitted back to Ankara's combat command center, and the theater commander gritted his teeth and cursed in the face of a difficult target like a swarm of fleas on the air screen, and then gave the order for all men to retreat.

Yes, the sky on the western side of the Black Sea has always been a relatively safe and easy area to carry out tasks, and who would have thought that the sinister and cunning Russians would suddenly rush out in a swarm of swarms with complete disregard for casualties?

Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, the commander picked up the phone and called the naval command and liaison center on the "Carl Vinson", he still did not know who tore the US Navy's air interception line to pieces, but the air situation report sent by his subordinates in a hurry made him fall into an ice cellar for a while.

"What?! -- A 'flanker' that penetrates the interception line? ”

Seeing the dispatcher holding the microphone in his hand shouting hoarsely, and the terrible whispers that seemed to be heard in the base again, the commander seemed to hear the most unlikely thing to happen, and his eyes were about to pop out when he looked at the holographic situation display:

"A bunch of fools, you, you are trying to spread rumors to confuse the public! What 'Caucasian Grim Reaper', this guy obviously appeared in the sky over the Eastern Theater of Operations! -- Where is the Navy's coordinator, "the Admiral immediately found the unfortunate man with a look around," and immediately contacted Lawrence, telling Admiral Sù that we needed more air support; The boys of the Air Force are fighting desperately against the Russians in the pouring rain, do you have a minimum of consciousness! ”

"Your Excellency, the VFA-147 squadron has been urgently dispatched from the USS Stennis, and we still need ...... Twenty minutes. ”

Facing the general's distorted and distorted angry face, the officer in the white navy uniform had a pale face and a deformed large-brimmed hat tightly in his hand, in fact, he was not completely confused now?

According to the deployment of the joint command center, one of the VFA-146 squadrons sent to the front this morning was quickly shot down after encountering the Russian "flankers".

“…… Twenty minutes? ”

Feeling that such "timely" air support is enough to turn the young men who are in the air into a naval swimming force, the commander slapped the table frantically, but his anger has already spread in other directions: "-- These two bullshit Russian planes, the Turks don't expect it, immediately contact the specific battlefield command organization at the next level, find the person directly responsible, and we must give us ground-to-air missiles to shoot them all down!" ”

"-Yes, yes!"

As the general shouted like a shrew scolding the street, the trembling liaison officer in his seat immediately put on his headset and began to call; in fact, he knew in his heart that as early as when the intruding enemy plane was discovered just now, the automated command and dispatch network had already assigned target information to all combat units on the front line, and the so-called "telephone call to supervise the war" was of no use except to add chaos to the busy.

But then again, isn't it a bit too thin to just count on surface-to-air missiles to intercept enemy aircraft?

When the dispatcher was thinking wildly, because of the inexplicable failure of the command communication system, the angry general was still thundering behind them:

"Ah, damn it! Is the air channel out of order again, these guys in charge of communications are really shot a hundred times and don't get rid of their hatred!

Give me the order to immediately turn all the 'Yellowstone' squadrons to the east, the Russians have already crossed the strait to kill, and you rice buckets have not seen it! ”

Seeing the complicated air situation on the big screen, the B-1B "Lancers" who crossed the northern coastline of Turkey were being closely pursued by the Russian "flanks", and a large number of crazy Ivan crossed the strait on the west side, and the general, who was already stretched thin, waved his arms and yelled, as if he had been possessed by the soul of a mustachioed orator in a beer hall; The reason why he completely lost his temperament and reason was that the general knew that he had no more fighters to use now, and he could not think of any other way than to mobilize the Eighth Wing, which was four hundred miles away, to resist it.

- Oh!

Or rather...... Simply call the Israelites "David the Eagle"?

But, damn!

The dignified air force of the United States of America, the sky supremacy with 3,500 fighters under its command, now not only has to look at the face of the navy, but also needs to call the younger brother to come up and support the field?

It's like being naked* and being slapped in the face!

"Uhhh Give me all the attack, and no plane at the airport is allowed to stay! Damn crazy Ivan, uneducated drunkards, infidels*, TM are all a bunch of gray animals who are not afraid of death......"

The commander of the theater of operations, who had lost his mind, was still scolding madly in the basement of the command center.

Just a few hundred kilometers away, with the coordinated operation of NATO's campaign air defense system, the PAC-2 missile launcher deployed on the field positions on the Asia Minor Peninsula was already in place, and the launch box adjusted its orientation with the irradiating radar and aimed at the direction of the incoming enemy plane.

As the missile wing fired at the concentrated fire, the PAC-2 missiles continued to emerge from the launch box, rose and turned under the strong impetus of the solid rocket thrusters, and rapidly accelerated and climbed along the separated trajectory; These stout missiles with orange tails followed the target echoes provided by the illuminated radar all the way to the sky, sending an invitation to the Sukhoi fighters in the sky.

Face the "patriot" and the "Grim Reaper", and the dialogue between death or life begins! (To be continued......)

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