Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The SAM-2 missile is very fast, with a maximum flight speed of Mach 3, which is a bit slower than the HQ-12A, but as a weapon from the 50s, it is already very good.

Moreover, there were not one but two Sam-2s flying towards Jim.

But Wang Yifa still lost his temper and yelled into the communicator: "Damn it, there's still one more shot? Why aren't you firing?"

"Report to the battalion commander, there is a malfunction..."

Wang Yi was furious when he failed at the critical moment. The whole battalion had been waiting for this opportunity for so long, but missed one.

As mentioned before, the chance of a three-shot SAM-2 missile hitting a target is much greater than two shots.

At this time, the missile had already been launched and the opponent had evaded it, losing the opportunity to launch again. Wang Yifa could only hope that both missiles could hit the target.

The guidance method of SAM-2 is different from that of HQ-9. It cannot be fired and forgotten. It requires radar to continuously track the target and guide the missile through signals.

This method is somewhat similar to Hongqi 12A, but not as advanced as Hongqi.

Wang Yifa nervously commanded his troops to continue tracking operations, while Jim in the air was also nervously evading and preparing to induce the missile to deviate.

While they were all staring at Jim, Zeng Wangcai was leisurely preparing.

He was lucky. The Hongqi 12A was more advanced than the SAM, with a search radar and a tracking and guidance radar, which prevented him from panicking.

But he was still unsure, because the base's firing must have startled the target. The target he had his eyes on was climbing away at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it did not leave, and it was obvious that it intended to observe the results of the battle.

30 kilometers and 50 kilometers are on the same line. Zeng Wangcai suppressed his impulse and waited like Wang Yifa did before.

In the sky, Green and David had already discovered Sam 2's position, so they flew to a safe distance and watched their companion Jim flee quickly.

"Jim, calm down!" said the experienced Green in the communicator. "SA2 is very fast, with a maximum speed of Mach 3. You need to take evasive action. If you are bitten by it, you are doomed."

Jim knew this without Green reminding him.

They all knew where the U2's shortcomings were. The first was speed, and the second was that there was no space to install guided missiles, which greatly reduced its range of capabilities.

In other words, if Jim wants to escape, he can only rely on his own superb flying skills.

But then again, the pilot's technical display also requires the support of the aircraft. If the aircraft lacks the corresponding maneuverability, many actions cannot be performed.

Jim quickly developed an evasive plan. He knew that if he wanted to survive, trying to turn in the air with the missile would be courting death, so he decided to take the risk.

Jim's U2 turned and pulled up, then quickly pressed down and dropped in altitude rapidly.

While fighting against several G's of acceleration, Jim watched the instrument panel, using his knowledge and control of the aircraft to determine the best time to pull up.

After reaching the right altitude, Jim pulled back and adjusted the plane's flight direction. At this moment, he really was flying the U2 like a fighter jet. If someone who didn't know what was going on saw Jim's actions just now, they would definitely think he was landing.

He was betting on Sam 2's lowest shot.

Unfortunately, his bet was right. The earliest model of SAM 2 had a minimum firing altitude of 3 kilometers.

"Wow!" Green saw his comrades escape danger and shouted excitedly in the communication channel, "Jim, you created a legend, you will be awarded a medal, you found the weakness of SA2, my God, I can't believe you did it!"

Jim got rid of the two missiles and quickly climbed up, saying proudly: "You are right, I did it. In fact, we can all do it!"

"Hahaha, so happy, we made a great discovery today!" David was also very excited. He even took the initiative to fly the plane to a lower altitude and get closer to the attack range of the SAM-2 without any communication. "We will be rewarded for this discovery even if we don't detect any useful intelligence. I didn't expect their missile weakness to be so obvious."

"Poor Bowers, he didn't see that."

"So he was shot down, and I'm safe!"

"Jim, I bet they don't dare to launch any more missiles, because it's useless, it's just a waste, you know, they are very poor, they have problems with food..."

"Hahaha, let's go and humiliate them even more..."

Although the command center did not hear this conversation, they were already furious at this time.

Wang Yifa's face was ashen. He was not feeling too disappointed at the moment. His main emotion was unwillingness, especially after the three U2s returned again.

He gritted his teeth, put down the communicator, and quickly called the commander-in-chief: "Commander, I ask for permission to fight again. This time I will definitely defeat them. If I can't defeat them, I am willing to lead the army..."

You can't say that soldiers like Wang Yifa are cowardly. On the contrary, the bravery of soldiers at that time is unquestionable.

The soldiers had expressions of grief and anger on their faces. Wang Yifa even bit his mouth until it bled. They were holding back their anger, an anger that wanted to tear the enemy into pieces.

But unfortunately, the equipment is not good enough, and this is not a face-to-face fight.

"Order your troops... to stand by!" Old man Su uttered these words word by word, feeling a heavy weight on his heart.

In terms of reluctance, the three old men Su at the command center are definitely no less reluctant than the soldiers on the front line.

But Old Man Su and the others were able to remain calm. The scene just now made them realize that the missiles they had imported from the Russians at a great price had defects, and that the defects had been discovered by the enemy pilots. Launching missiles again would be nothing but a waste and would only bring humiliation upon themselves.

An obsession with urgently wanting the country and military industry to become stronger seemed to be becoming a reality in the command center.

Zhou Guanjun was reporting to his superiors with a serious expression. With such results, he had no way of being excited.

"The commander instructed us to let them jump for a while. We need to do a good job of ideological work among the soldiers and not affect their morale. At the same time, we need to be prepared to deal with what may happen later." Zhou Guanjun hung up the phone. A look of desolation flashed across his relatively young eyes. "The commander will communicate with them to make up for the shortcomings of the missiles as soon as possible..."

"Oh, I'm afraid I'll be laughed at by the bald guy this time." Old Man Yang sighed, then immediately cheered up, "But it doesn't matter, our conditions were even more difficult back then, and we still beat the bald guy out..." He didn't know why at this moment, but he suddenly thought of Zeng Wangcai, "Our country is vast and rich in resources, and talents will always grow up. Maybe it won't be long before we have our own missiles, just like that gun that suddenly appeared."

The new gun makes people happy, but after all, it is a small weapon used by a single soldier. It seems not good enough to use it here to boost morale.

Old Man Su quickly adjusted his mindset and cooperated with Old Man Yang to boost the morale of the confidential staff and staff in the command room.

Finally, Old Man Su concluded: "Comrades, don't lose heart, we will soon be able to settle accounts with them..."

Before he finished speaking, a confidential staff member suddenly screamed in a broken voice: "Oh my God, there is a missile launch on the island..."

At this moment, on the island.

"La la la, la la la, I'm a little expert in selling abalone..." Zeng Wangcai sang his modified song easily, pressed the launch button of Hongqi 12, and then the control system began to track the target, "Is it safe after dodging it, grandma!"

(Note: I am operating this alone because of the pig's halo. Please don't worry about it. The result is good.)