Spark

If it was in normal times, the crew members on the EA-6B would definitely not be able to help but laugh at the poor English sentence I see you, and even imitate the blunt tone of the other party, returning the call to drive away as it is .

But now, they dare not speak casually at all.

Because, when people say they saw you, they really saw you.

But I couldn't catch even a shadow of the other party at all.

He is like a terrifying ghost, like a shark lurking under the water, like a tiger lurking in the jungle.

The alarm sound of the radar beeping frantically is his breath. You can feel his presence, but you can never really see him.

As long as he really launches an attack, it will be his own doom.

At this moment, the crew on EA-6B gave up all their reserve.

The driver kept shaking the wings, turned the course, and flew in a direction away from the established course.

Meanwhile, it kept calling on the radio:

This is a misunderstanding, we entered by mistake!

Let's leave now, leave now!

We strayed in because of electronic jamming, and we lost our heading data!

Don't fire, don't fire!

My God, can you hear us?

We will return immediately, don't target us again...

There was no reply on the radio.

The driver was almost desperate. The other party's radio had returned to normal operation, but he didn't make any reply, as silent as if he didn't exist.

He could only keep trying to change course and get out of the fire control radar.

However, in front of the most powerful hunter in the entire sky, how could he have any chance of life?

Less than 10 minutes had passed, but he had already thought about his whole life.

He called his mother.

And his girlfriend who is not a girlfriend.

The model airplane in my room.

It was a birthday present from my mother when I was six years old.

Damn it! If only I had smashed it myself at that time!

In that case, I would not have embarked on this path, would not have become a pilot, and would not have died here!

His heart must be confused, and the movements of his hands began to deform, but at this moment, when he changed the course to a certain angle, the radar alarm sound stopped abruptly.

The main driver looked at the co-driver in ecstasy.

he's gone?

No... I'm afraid not yet, anyway, let's go back first!

However, when he pulled the joystick again to change course, the radar alarm sounded again.

Like a urging spell.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the other party's intention...

...

After solving the first EA-6B, Liu Chuanwu continued to hunt.

Relying on the advantages of high speed, anti-interference, and ultra-high perception, none of the three jammers pulled out of the encirclement he had drawn.

Yes, he completely surrounded the opponent with only one plane.

The wake of the afterburner flight is the fence of this air cage, and the alarm irradiated by the fire control radar is the roar of the shepherd dog. The four EA-6Bs still want to escape, but after closing the electronic jamming pod, their positions have been completely cleared. exposed.

And at this moment, in the command room of the 965 ship, Lin Changhai finally got in touch with Air Police 2000.

...What? Say it again?

Who surrounded whom? Canglong 02? Liu Chuanwu?

I'm aware of electronic jammers, and we've had electromagnetic shocks, my question is, where did those jammers go?

Shepherd? What do you mean?

……I see.

Lin Changhai frowned, the latest information he received made him extremely embarrassed.

This is definitely not a small thing.

My own plane is chasing the opponent's plane.

Still 4!

4 electronic jammers!

According to their heading, there is a high probability that the fuel of these electronic jammers is not enough to return home, so...

If you're not careful, this can turn into a conflict.

What exactly does Liu Chuanwu want to do...

Lin Changhai suddenly paused.

An incredible idea popped up in his mind.

Later, he contacted the upper air police 2000 again.

Turn back immediately! Forget about those 4 electronic jammers!

Land down immediately with the flying formation! The sooner the better!

Then, he called the airport control tower.

Get me all the technicians in the vicinity right away!

Electronics, electromagnetics, radar, cryptography!

As many as you want!

Yes, and a mechanic!

What standard? What standard?! It must be disassembled quickly!

...

An hour later, a large airport.

Four planes staggered and landed on the runway one after another.

The chase that lasted for nearly two hours has exhausted all their energy. It is not that they did not try to escape, but no matter how hard they tried, the rapid and harsh sirens would always catch up to them.

The sound is like a shadow of horror, and maybe years later, they will still wake up in the middle of the night.

——

No one else can experience this fear, because, for the first time in human history, a pilot has faced a fourth-generation aircraft.

The fourth-generation aircraft in combat.

When the sky is the hunting ground and they themselves are the prey, the only thing they think about is falling to the ground.

After stepping out of the cabin, they received a warm reception immediately.

All crew members were restrained and taken to special rooms.

In the room, the steaming coffee and soft bread finally gave them a sense of solidity.

Then, what seemed like endless scrutiny and questioning broke their spirits once again.

In the interrogation room.

I need to contact my superior!

Looking at the hysterical man opposite, the intelligence officer He Xue said calmly:

Mr. Burke, we have not violated any of your rights.

On the contrary, since you landed, we have adopted the most friendly attitude and the simplest process, and tried our best to keep you from panic and uneasiness.

Similarly, I have already informed you that we have contacted your official, but communication still takes time.

But before that, you have to tell us why you are here?

Burke's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked:

Are you asking me? Are you serious?

You ask me why I appeared? Is it what we want?

I want to protest, you are provocative! You are...

Mr. Burke.

He Xue interrupted him, and then he looked straight into the other's eyes and asked:

You said our pilots were using the fire control radar to illuminate you, but as far as I know...

All the flight units in our exercise were completely disabled by your electronic interference.

In fact, it's not easy for them to return safely—thanks to you turning off the electronic interference in time.

I understand your nervousness. After all, it is indeed dangerous to get lost in the air, but that is entirely your own problem. What does it have to do with us?

Trek?

Burke was so angry that he couldn't help laughing distortedly.

Do you think it's lost? How can we get lost? I repeat, it's your plane, it's your plane that's threatening us!

Our planes are all disabled. As you can see, neither the Air Police 2000 nor the J-8 III can counter your electronic jamming.

Are you playing dumb with me? It's not those shabby second-generation aircraft, it's J-22! It's your stealth fourth-generation aircraft!

impossible.

He Xue shook his head seriously.

The J-22 never took off at all, it was on the ground from the beginning to the end.

...Do you think I'm mentally handicapped? Didn't take off, so what is your exercise against?

—no comment on that, but I want to ask you a question.

He Xue leaned forward slightly, looking down at Burke opposite him in an oppressive posture.

From Burke's perspective, the light came from behind He Xue, outlining his body into a huge, dark shadow.

Then, the deep voice of the shadow came:

You said it was J-22, but where is it?

Did you see it?