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Chapter 38 Aerial Combat Frenzy

"The agreed-upon time for the second exercise has arrived."

"No unusual traces have been found, and the wireless remote control has not been interrupted."

As time passed, Lin Dong optimized the newly returned mobility data, looked at the time displayed on the screen, and took his hands off the keyboard.

Although wireless remote control was not interrupted, this battle still had to be left to the drones themselves.

After all, the terminal speed of an air-to-air missile can reach Mach 5 or 6, and it can travel 2 kilometers in 1 second.

At such speeds, any delay or sluggishness could be fatal. The only option is to rely on the unmanned combat aircraft's own intelligent system for judgment; remote control would only lead to an even faster defeat.

On the other side, when Lin Dong took his hands off the keyboard...

The deputy chief of staff looked at the exercise that had already begun, then glanced at the commander who remained calm and composed, without even arranging any combat pilots.

"Sir, aren't we going to make our move yet?"

"What's the rush?"

The commander glanced at him: "In actual combat, we must alternate between deception and reality."

The exercise has just begun, so they are definitely at their most vigilant.

The Mighty Dragon is a stealth fighter jet, and their drones' small radars can't detect it unless they get very close. They wouldn't know whether we were deployed or not.

Let them be tense for a while, then we'll strike unexpectedly.

"...Sir, these are intelligent unmanned combat aircraft. The intelligent system doesn't understand psychological tactics." The deputy chief of staff twitched his lips and subtly reminded him.

"I know, I just wanted to let the comrades from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group experience a tense atmosphere."

The commander said calmly, "If we don't retaliate this time, we won't have the confidence to speak to our brothers from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group when we meet at the next headquarters meeting."

"Your equipment was developed by them, so you're already lacking in confidence..."

The deputy chief of staff muttered under his breath, but before he could finish, he was silenced by a glare from his superior.

"That's fine."

The commander waited patiently for twenty minutes. Ten minutes later, he glanced at the sun, which was beginning to set in the west, outside the window: "Have Wei Weibin and Zou Zijian board the plane and take off in ten minutes. Wei Weibin will be the main striker, and Zou Zijian will be the wingman. Last month, during the J-20 live-fire training, the two of them achieved the best results."

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Inside the air force base, the wind howled and the roar of engines echoed throughout the area.

Once the exercise list was finalized, one fighter jet after another drove out of the hangar, started their engines, and stood ready at any time according to the combat readiness requirements.

"Zhang Hai, Chen Bing, you two just had a fight. Do you have any experience to share?"

At this moment, instructions were received from headquarters.

Standing at 178 cm tall, wearing a flight suit and with a resolute face, Wei Weibin looked at Zhang Hai and Chen Bing, who had just flown back.

"Incredibly strong! Like a mad dog! Unbeatable in close combat!"

Zhang Hai gave three comments, paused for a moment, and then said seriously, "Don't let the other party get close, and try not to let the other party fly over you."

I recalled their attacks; they all involved high-maneuverability maneuvers to quickly circle overhead before closing in and launching an attack. Since they were using unmanned combat aircraft, their intelligent system likely followed a specific attack pattern.

"I've got it."

Wei Weibin nodded seriously: "The command just gave clear instructions: no close combat, take them out directly beyond visual range. We will not give them a chance to get close."

"Don't be frugal."

Chen Bing thought for a moment and gave a suggestion: "Your two fighter jets, in stealth mode, have a total of eight PL-15 medium-range missiles and four PL-10 short-range air-to-air missiles."

I suggest that upon discovering the enemy's location, immediately fire six Thunderbolt-15s, leaving two in case you need to finish them off.

"Wow!"

"Six rounds fired simultaneously?"

The other pilots nearby were horrified by this outrageous suggestion, their eyes wide as they exclaimed, "The other side only has two tiny aircraft, each less than five meters in size. Your six PL-15 missiles will cost more than those!"

"The incredible performance of these two unmanned combat aircraft is so great that the cost of six PL-15 missiles might not even be comparable, but they will definitely provide enough for everyone."

"Anyway, this is just an exercise; we don't need to actually launch missiles."

Chen Bing showed no embarrassment whatsoever, and instead argued, "The army's exercises involve directly dropping nuclear bombs, so what's wrong with us launching six missiles simultaneously?"

"Don't tell anyone, people will laugh at us for being stingy even in exercises, reluctant to fire the simulated missiles."

"I see."

Wei Weibin nodded seriously and said with a smile, "It seems our mission is to go up, turn on the radar, and press the missile button."

talking.

Wei Weibin gave Zou Zijian a take-off signal, and the two put on their pilot helmets and quickly boarded the J-20 fighter jet that was on standby nearby.

Rumbling--

With both WS-10B turbofan engines running at full power, the J-20 fighter jet, carrying more than 30 tons of fuel, glided rapidly for hundreds of meters before leaping into the sky.

"Brother Hai, what a pity."

Witnessing two J-20 Mighty Dragon fighter jets take off, Chen Bing clicked his tongue and said with some regret, "The fifth-generation Mighty Dragon still has to use the fourth-generation WS-10 turbofan engine from the Mighty Dragon. It's still a bit cumbersome."

"Take it slow. It's already quite good that we've delivered our fifth-generation fighter jets so quickly."

Zhang Hai gazed at the black dots in the sky, listening intently to the radio channel through his earphones: "For fifth-generation fighters' beyond-visual-range combat systems, the engine isn't the most crucial issue."

"Brother Bin!"

In the sky.

Zou Zijian, acting as the wingman, repeatedly checked the radar interface and meticulously reported to his superior: "Two hundred kilometers from the exercise area, the radar has not detected any trace of the other side."

"Control your speed, take your time searching, there's no need to rush. The other object is quite small, so it's not easy to find."

"Our fighter jets still use fourth-generation engines, and the thrust-to-weight ratio of the fuselage is not very good, which greatly affects maneuverability and speed. We must be careful not to fly too fast and not have time to change direction, or we will be overtaken."

Wei Weibin maintained a steady tactic, keeping the speed subsonic, and maneuvered to approach the designated exercise area.

beep - beep - beep -

The radar scanning sounded intermittently.

Soon, Wei Weibin's two fighter jets entered the exercise area, but the location of the two unmanned combat aircraft was still not found.

"Spread out and search along the edge of the exercise area. Share the location immediately if you find any trace." Wei Weibin calmly issued the new instructions without rushing.

The new exercise area has been expanded from 80 kilometers to 250 kilometers, which is equivalent to the size of three to five administrative cities on the ground.

Without relying on high-powered ground-based radar and high-altitude early warning aircraft, it would take a long time to find two drones less than five meters long in such a vast area, even if they were piloting beyond-visual-range fighters with more advanced radar technology.

Beep—beep—beep beep beep!

The two separated and flew for less than ten minutes, covering less than 100 kilometers, when suddenly, a rapid and piercing radar sound rang out.

"Brother Bin! Target spotted!"

Zou Zijian shouted excitedly, immediately sharing the location: "Two o'clock, altitude 5600 meters, speed Mach 1.1, distance 172 kilometers! Both drones are there, circling and maneuvering!"

"Flank from both sides, climb to 10000 meters, lock on when within 150 kilometers, and fire three PL-15 missiles simultaneously from each person!"

Wei Weibin calmly issued the order, strictly adhering to the advice inspired by Chen Bing's missiles.

However, considering the maneuverability and acceleration of the enemy's unmanned combat aircraft, he did not launch the missile immediately. Instead, he chose to climb up and get closer to give the missile some range margin.

The PL-15 missile has a range of 200 to 300 kilometers, which is the full range including the intermediate glide phase, and is a relatively ideal parameter.

If the target is maneuvering to evade, the missile needs to be ignited twice in advance to track it, and the effective kill range of the vast majority is 150 kilometers or less.

The optimal offensive posture is to attack from above, which utilizes gravity to quickly increase the missile's flight speed, further enhancing the attack speed during the terminal secondary ignition and increasing the hit rate.

Rumble!

The engine spewed out flames.

Wei Weibin and Zou Zijian's fighter jets circled around for a moment, then began to climb and approach the drone from the left and right, respectively.

Just as they entered the 155-kilometer range, they prepared to press the simulated launch button.

Di-

Suddenly, the radar screen flickered.

The two dots representing the drone seemed to have discovered something, their speed suddenly increased, and they began to flee wildly into the distance.

"What's going on? How did they find out?"

Zou Zijian couldn't help but shout, and subconsciously glanced at the instrument panel to confirm that he was piloting a stealth-designed J-20, not a non-stealth J-10 fighter jet, so the two small radars of the opposing drone would have no chance of detecting him.

"Is it a laser radar, or an optical lens...?"

Wei Weibin frowned and immediately guessed the reason.

But before he could come up with a solution, suddenly, the radar display interface that had been tracking them showed that the two drones had escaped to a safe distance, their flight paths suddenly changed, drawing a maneuver in the air that was almost like pulling up from the ground, and then their speed and altitude began to skyrocket!

Height 6500......Height 8000......Height 10000......Height 12000.....

Speeds: Mach 1.2... Mach 1.6... Mach 1.9... Mach 2.1...