Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The anti-aircraft artillery opened fire, but Zeng Wangcai did not move.

After having sex, he is no longer the innocent little boy. After the transformation, he has gained certain experience. He knows that usually, the big fish are behind.

Moreover, the range of the Hongqi 12A is only 50 kilometers, so if you open fire rashly and miss, you will be doomed.

In the sky, black fireworks and planes intertwined.

Missile Battalion Headquarters.

Wang Yifa, who had severe dark circles under his eyes, held the intercom tightly, waiting for the opportunity to come.

He hadn't had a good sleep for several days, and had even worked non-stop for two days without even closing his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed like a volcano that was calmly brewing and about to erupt.

In fact, it was not just him. All the soldiers in the entire missile battalion were similar. Everyone was holding back a rage.

They have good weapons in their hands, but they can't use them. They can only watch others show off their power over their heads. How can they bear this?

Time passed by minute by minute, and the air battle was fierce, but Wang Yifa remained calm and did not give the order to turn on the SAM-2 radar.

At this time, three U2s were approaching the island in the sky.

"Haha, Jim, you got it right!" Green, who was flying high in the sky, learned about the battle situation and laughed arrogantly, "They, they are so backward that they can't even reach our height."

"The anti-aircraft guns can't threaten us!" David said easily, "It's our turn now. We lower our altitude, fly over their heads, and then separate."

"Haha, sure, that's exactly what I was looking forward to!" Jim sneered, "I like the way they get frustrated when they can see us but can't hit us. They must pay the price for shooting down Chen."

"No, no, no!" Green reminded, "Jim, don't forget that we are just a reconnaissance plane, not a fighter plane. Our mission is reconnaissance."

"I know, I just want them to see us with their own eyes!"

"You can have this!"

"Lower altitude, target 8000 meters..."

Usually in clear weather with high visibility, when an airplane flies at an altitude of meters, as long as the airplane is not small and people are not blind, they can basically see it.

And at an altitude of 8000 meters, you can definitely see it.

I need to explain here that the anti-aircraft guns that are roaring now are two types of anti-aircraft machine guns, one is domestically produced and the other is imported. One is the 37mm anti-aircraft gun developed by ourselves, and the other is the 85mm anti-aircraft gun bought from the Russians, mixed with some anti-aircraft guns with larger calibers.

Among them, most of the anti-aircraft guns can only reach a height of about 3000 meters, and only the 85mm heavy artillery can reach a height of 8000 meters.

The three U2s descended to an altitude of 8000 meters and flew level. Soon, anti-aircraft guns fired at them, but they posed no threat to them.

Seeing this, Green laughed arrogantly again and said sarcastically in the communication channel: "Look, I don't even need to make an evasive move. Are they all blind?"

boom!

A shell exploded to Jim's left, and the air currents caused the plane to tremble, but it quickly calmed down.

Jim didn't even frown: "You guys should get ready to separate. I want to humiliate them again."

After saying that, he fiddled with the joystick, the nose of the plane tilted slightly, and the altitude began to drop.

During the attack, several anti-aircraft guns were fired, and Jim maneuvered the plane to avoid them steadily. This guy actually turned the reconnaissance plane into a fighter plane.

But I have to say that this guy's flying skills are really amazing, otherwise he wouldn't have the confidence to tease him.

"Jim, what are you doing?" David said angrily, "Don't fly too low, you are..."

"Forget it, let him be, David!" Green said indifferently, "It will be fine. They are too far behind."

If Wang Yifa heard this at this moment, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

In fact, he was almost mad at this moment.

As a missile battalion commander with rich combat experience, how could Wang Yifa not know the intention of Jim and others' actions.

But there is no choice. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Not to mention that others will humiliate you, even if they step on you and rub you, you have to endure it if you have no way or ability to fight back.

Either die in silence or explode in silence.

Wang Yifa obviously chose the latter. He held his breath, listened to the report quietly, and made rapid calculations and analyses in his mind.

There was no doubt that his target was Jim, because Jim was at the lowest altitude and closest to him at the moment.

There is a reason why Jim and his friends are wary of the SAM-2 controlled by Wang Yifa. This powerful weapon is famous all over the world. It has a shooting range of 30 kilometers and can hit aerial targets below meters and above 450 meters.

The main target aircraft has a speed of less than 420 meters per second, and the U2 is obviously within this strike range.

The weaknesses of the SAM-2 compared to the HQ-12A are probably its range and speed.

Because the shooting range was only 30 kilometers, Wang Yifa was very cautious.

"Battalion Commander, the enemy planes are within 30 kilometers of the range..."

"Captain, should we turn on the radar?"

Wang Yifa shouted, "Don't open it. Keep silent and follow my orders."

30 kilometers, he could just turn around and go, but Wang Yifa would not take any risks.

Time passed by minute by minute. Wang Yifa, who was holding his breath, felt that the time had come and suddenly gave an order: "Turn on the radar and lock it quickly!"

clap clap clap!

(Isn’t it too confusing to use this sonic radar to turn it on? Has anyone heard the sound of a radar being turned on? Prestige radar doesn’t count)

The radar was turned on and the missile battalion began to work.

At this time, Jim had flown over the island where Zeng Wangcai was located and was at an altitude of about 6000 meters, dancing in the gaps of 85mm anti-aircraft artillery shells.

Above his head, Green and David, who were far behind, were still at a height of 8000 meters and had not dropped. They were paying attention to Jim's situation, but they didn't know that although they were not within Sam 2's attack range, they were already under Zeng Wangcai's attack.

Zeng Wangcai wanted to learn the magic from Monkey King, and gave up the smaller number of 36 transformations and chose the larger number of 72 transformations.

Jim, who was calm, suddenly screamed in the communication channel: "Damn it, I was caught by their radar, I'm about to be locked, my God..."

Jim was indeed an ace pilot with rich experience. He read the danger from the changes in radar signals captured by the onboard equipment.

"Impossible, they don't have such advanced radar!" Green exclaimed.

"Jim, evade it quickly. It might be SA2. You know our intelligence officers are not trustworthy. Sometimes they are not much smarter than a pig." David also reminded.

But it's too late!

"Sitter!" Jim cursed, his scalp tingling as he screamed, "I've been targeted, damn intelligence officer, they have SA2, my God, God bless me!"

At the same time, at the ground missile battalion position command.

After Wang Yifa confirmed the lock, he decisively ordered: "Fire!"

Puff...

The SAM-2 missile emitted thick smoke, and its tail flame streaked across the sky, flying towards Jim's car that was locked onto it.