PDLP Chapter 629 Oh no! An ambush!
Chapter 629 Oh no! An ambush!
Look-down and fire-down is a revolutionary air combat capability that Doppler radar gives to fighter jets. Its core lies in breaking through the limitations of the Earth's curvature and clutter interference to detect and attack low-altitude targets from high altitudes.
Yes, high-altitude downward detection! In other words, I can see you! But you can only flutter around like a dumb goose!
At this moment, the Tu-4, or rather, the KJ-1, locked onto the P2V-7U aircraft, which was still struggling at an altitude of 3000 meters, at an altitude of 8000 meters. This "aerial ghost" created by the bald eagle, which usually uses its low-altitude penetration capability to provoke us on the edge of our airspace, is now like a flying insect caught in a spider web, unable to escape.
"Captain! The cannon's range is insufficient; we must descend to achieve an effective strike!"
"captain?"
The co-pilot, seeing the captain's prolonged inaction, like a silent statue, and his reluctance to issue any instructions, grew increasingly anxious: "Hey, you just said you'd catch a bird for Jiang to eat, why are you slowing down at the last minute?"
P2V-7Us are usually hard to catch. I don't know why they keep circling at 3000 meters, but who cares? My job is to shoot them down, capture them alive, and then let the inspectors handle it!
"No! They've set an ambush!"
The captain looked serious; he had just seen a few flashes of light on the P-type radar screen that Xiao Jiang had installed in the cockpit…
On the battlefield, there is no room for carelessness!
"Quickly tell the comrades in the cabin to see if they can increase the radar scan. A few bright spots just flashed by! I suspect there are enemy planes following behind!"
"Hiss... That son of a bitch is really sneaky!" The co-pilot broke out in a cold sweat, jumped out of the cockpit and ran into the cabin.
Because of the over-standard use of the radar on the aircraft, the cabin radio had long been rendered useless. Apart from the modified digital radio, cabin communication had reverted to the most primitive stage of simply shouting.
However, shouting didn't work; the four domestically produced WJ-6 turboprop engines mounted on the wings were simply too noisy...
It can only restore the most primitive mouth-to-ear transmission.
Upon relaying the captain's instructions, the radar operators in the cockpit wore wry smiles: "Damn it! The main magnetron must have overheated and crashed. Only a few auxiliary magnetrons are still working, and aiming at that stupid bird below is the radar's current limit..."
"If it weren't for the help of your crew, the receiver would probably have crashed!"
The gunner and navigator, fanning themselves vigorously at several radar terminals, flashed eight teeth at the co-pilot...
The radar terminal said: "Fanning yourself won't do any good, but your attitude is good. Therefore, I'll hold out for another half hour. Don't blame me for smoking if you exceed that..."
Forget it, let's just wait for reinforcements!
"By the way, contact the rear and tell them to keep the J-5s quiet, so as not to disturb the prey!"
After careful consideration, the "KJ-1" crew ultimately decided to remain in position and await reinforcements. After all, this early warning aircraft, the culmination of the researchers' hard work, had already demonstrated irreplaceable strategic value in actual combat.
Although Xiao Jiang is highly skilled and capable of repairs, it would be better to accumulate more new equipment and enhance overall combat effectiveness rather than spending energy on repairs.
The J-5 fighters from Shanghai will arrive in a minute, while the J-6 fighters from Beijing are heading this way with their throttles welded to their fuel tanks, disregarding engine wear and tear.
However, even if they exert all their strength, they must land immediately to refuel upon arrival. While the J-6 is excellent, its 1690-kilometer combat radius is currently somewhat insufficient; in order to carry the "Big Cannon II" (a type of fuel cell), they didn't even have external fuel tanks...
However, these three improved behemoths are not to be trifled with; each of them is equipped with two "Big Firecracker No. 2" missiles.
This is also the biggest backup for "KJ-1" to stay in place and confront the enemy on the other side.
Big firecrackers YYDS, one comes, one shot; two come, two shot!
……
Just as the KJ-1 was keeping a close eye on the P2V-7U and circling overhead.
The company commander inside the P2V-7U was panicked. Having experienced so much, he felt that the current quiet was like the eerie moment before a great battle was about to begin.
"Something's not right, something's not right. Why is it so quiet..."
"Contact the bald eagle! Ask how much longer we need to stay. Captain, keep flying outwards from the initial coordinates..."
Leaving aside the communications officer's broken English call, the squadron leader came to the tail of the plane, his face pressed tightly against the small porthole, trying hard to see what was happening in the airspace behind him.
Unfortunately, although the P2V-7U is advanced, it is limited by technology and cannot see what is happening above it. Moreover, it is restricted by its bald eagle partners from turning on its active radar, which is tantamount to crippling itself.
"Squadron Leader! There's no reply from Bald Eagle! What do we do?" The radio operator dodged the sparks from the radio and turned to look at the squadron leader.
"Turn in! Turn in!"
Despite his broken arm, the squadron leader pulled the co-pilot out of the driver's seat and sat in it himself.
"Slow down, you bastards! To hell with those bald eagles, they probably figured something out and left us here as targets, they've already run away!"
Hey, I have to say, this company commander's intuition is actually pretty reliable. No wonder he's managed to get away with so many times from our soldiers.
Their ally, the U.S. Bald Eagle, spotted the approaching Tu-4 early on and fled, leaving this "dumb goose" to provide cover. Well, no, the other one did call for help, but for some inexplicable reason, this P2V-7U didn't receive the signal.
But the bald eagle doesn't care about all that. I've done what I was supposed to do; as for the outcome? That's up to God!
Shouldn't being a dog mean having the corresponding awareness?
"I'm in control! Heading to XXX, accelerate the turn! Altitude! Continue to descend! Descend to the maximum altitude!"
What is the maximum height?
50 meters above sea level and 30 meters on land—to be fair, the P2V-7U's terrain-matching radar is actually quite effective. However, these people forgot one thing. This terrain-matching radar isn't the Doppler radar that our little guy and his colleagues at the radar institute cobbled together.
It merely matches based on relevant data; without specific terrain parameters, it would just be a bunch of clutter...
"Squadron leader, should we activate the jet engines to assist flight?"
"No need! Slowing down has its advantages!"
That's true. At that time, jet aircraft had a really hard time dealing with slow-moving targets. If you weren't careful, you'd overshoot them, and by the time you circled back, the P2V-7U would have already changed course. It was this skill that earned the P2V-7U the nickname "the ghost of the sky."
Sure enough, as it descended, the distinctive sound of jet engines could be heard in the air.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
"As expected! We've been watched all along! Hahaha! But it doesn't matter, once we've discovered the clues, you guys won't be able to take me down!"
While smilingly accepting the flattery of his crew, the squadron leader, despite the pain, caused the P2V-7U to make a sharp turn.
"Today, I'll show you how a mouse escapes!"
The squad leader, brimming with pride, was unaware that an eye was watching him intently from mid-air. This is what it means to be blinded by greed.
No matter what you do, I will remain unmoved!