Chapter 124 Shot down
Oro looked at the planes on the radar screen and his heart sank to the bottom.
Finished!
After seeing the remaining eight planes, whose pilots were all people who had been awarded medals by Wells, Oro understood a lot in that instant.
"Commander, what should we do now?"
The messenger's voice trembled a little, he knew what this scene represented.
Once those fighter jets opened fire on Da Xia's double aircraft carrier formation, he didn't know whether the angry Da Xia would sink all the warships here one by one.
Does Oro have a choice?
No!
"Sir, Daxia's carrier-based aircraft has taken off!"
Oro glanced at the herald, picked up the microphone, took a deep breath and spoke slowly:
"Order, all fighters enter combat status, disperse 200 nautical miles to the eastern waters, and await further orders.
Order, all aircraft carriers to speed up and launch their carrier-based aircraft! "
There was no turning back for him.
At the space hub, after receiving the order, the two Dragon spacecraft completed a series of preparations within 1 minute and left the port directly.
Even before they had completely adjusted the direction of the ship, a violent plasma flame ignited at the tail and it rushed towards the blue planet below.
Fan Ren, who was in a studio not far from the headquarters, couldn't help but become curious after seeing the space force's spacecraft leaving the port one after another.
After hesitating for a while, Fan Ren put on the pressure suit and went to the command room.
As soon as he arrived at the command room, he was infected by the solemn atmosphere here and became serious as well.
"The White Alliance's combined fleet may take action."
The herald pointed to the radar picture sent by the aircraft formation, which was densely packed with aircraft, and gave a brief introduction.
Fan Ren nodded. This was probably what the United States did to save face after the incident of towing back the Nasa Space Station.
Over the Pacific Ocean, the first two South Australian fighter jets that broke away from the formation had already flown to a point 200 nautical miles from the Daxia fleet.
"Serious warning, you have entered our air defense warning area, turn around immediately or you will be shot down!"
The driver heard a stern warning from Daxia.
But he didn't react at all. He directly cut off the communication channel and continued to control the fighter plane towards the Daxia fleet.
As long as the distance is another 100 nautical miles, air-to-ship missiles can be launched.
150 nautical miles directly in front of his plane, the pilots of two Daxia carrier-based aircraft that took off first looked at each other from a distance.
Now they all knew that the other party had cut off communications, and the other party's planes did not turn around, but were still heading towards the fleet at full speed.
The two pilots immediately showed a hint of determination in their eyes, and they slightly raised their thumbs to push open the firing cover.
At this distance, they can guarantee 100% chance of shooting down the two fighters in the front.
But once they open fire, they will be exposed to the fire range of the other 8 fighter jets behind the enemy.
The two fleets were only 400 nautical miles apart.
This distance is too close for fighter jets.
Especially in today's era when every company has 200-kilometer air-to-air missiles, if a fighter pilot steps on the accelerator a little harder, he may enter the opponent's range.
"Target locked, 2 air-to-air missiles launched!"
The leading pilot did not hesitate too much. There was also a dense air defense network behind them. Even if the two of them were in danger, the remaining eight fighters of the other side could not escape the attack of their fleet's air defense missiles.
"emission!"
The wingman's calm voice sounded at the same time, and the bomb bay under the fighter opened instantly, and four white and blue missiles flew out at a high speed.
"Continue to lock on to the remaining fighters!"
The carrier-based aircraft pilots who had been awarded medals by Wells looked silently at the flashing red dots on the recording radar. They knew that these were air-to-air missiles launched by the two carrier-based aircraft of Daxia, and the target was the South Australian fighter jet in front of them.
However, due to the extremely outdated model of the South Australian fighter jets, the two pilots might not have known at all that they were in great danger.
As expected, just over a minute later, the markings of the two fighter jets in the distance disappeared from the radar.
The air-to-air missile has a speed of up to Mach 5, and can travel 100 kilometers in just over 1 minute.
The leading carrier-based aircraft pilots were still silent when the warning communication from Daxia rang out in their headsets again.
"Serious warning, your unit has reached our air defense warning area, turn around immediately or you will be shot down!"
There was no other change from what was said just now, except that the tone was more severe than before.
"Lock onto those two Daxia fighter planes and wait for my order!"
The pilot was a little hesitant. This battle was different from previous regional wars. He was facing forces flying extremely outdated fighter planes.
Daxia's current carrier-based aircraft are not inferior to theirs at all.
Moreover, behind the enemy is an air defense network composed of Type 55 missile ships, which is considered to be the best in the entire blue planet.
He was absolutely certain that after launching the missiles, his side might be able to shoot down the two Daxia fighter planes, but there was absolutely no possibility of survival on his side.
"Locked in! Locked in!"
A shrill alarm sounded.
Not only him, but also several other teammates around him heard the same alarm in their fighter planes.
The faces of his relatives kept appearing in his mind, and finally stopped on his newborn child.
"Warning: GP4 failed! GP4 failed!"
Another warning sounded, but this time it was different from the previous one. This warning was something he had never heard on a fighter plane in the nearly ten years he had been a pilot.
"Damn it! There's something wrong with my plane, the positioning system is failing!"
"Damn it, me too!"
"Oh my god, was it Daxia's electronic ship that did this? Captain, without a positioning system, we won't be able to fly for a long time. We won't even be able to find our way back home!"
The panicked voices of the team members came through the radio and rang out one after another in his cockpit.
The captain was also very panicked.
Perhaps because of the image of the child just now, the captain hardened his heart and said, "Listen to my orders, lock on to the Daxia fleet, and immediately launch all air-to-ship missiles. Then return immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not hesitate at all, a look of relief flashed across his face, and without stopping his hands, he fired all the air-to-ship missiles with a range of only 230 kilometers at a distance of 100 kilometers.
"No, Captain, the range is totally insufficient. We are still nearly 100 kilometers away for the missile to be effective."
The pilot didn't finish his words in a nervous voice. Perhaps he realized something at this moment and held back the rest of his words.
In the sky, eight fighter jets dropped air-to-ship missiles from their bellies, and then, when they were within the firing range of the two fighter jets from Daxia, they flexibly made large maneuvers, turned around, and flew towards their fleet at full speed.
(End of this chapter)
