The Plane War Begins from Wandering Earth

Chapter 25 025. Good Luck

They sacrificed 9 bombers and fighter planes, but didn't even see who the enemy was.

We only got information about the enemy's approximate location.

Dr. Isaac, who was in the command room of the Texas Joint Navy and Air Force Base, could feel that his troops were in trouble even though he was unfamiliar with air combat knowledge.

"Damn it, aren't they saying that the enemy's biggest threat is those large drones?"

Colonel York, who was commanding the battlefield at the front, was shocked and angry.

There was no time to complain that the information provided by the Umbrella Company was unreliable.

Colonel York immediately called on the F22 "Raptor" squadron to follow him in the raid on the northeastern airspace.

He now realizes that the enemy he is facing is most likely a powerful fighter that is not weaker than his own "Raptor".

In an air confrontation of this level, the F16 can only be beaten, not to mention the bomber, which is just a pure target to be beaten within the search range of the enemy's fire control radar.

Only the "Raptor" fighter with strong stealth performance can defeat the opponent.

Colonel York firmly believed in "shoot down once spotted". As long as the enemy plane was scanned by the radar of his own "Raptor" fighter, everything else could be solved by long-range air-to-air missiles with an effective range of up to 120 kilometers.

On the other hand, Liu Peiqiang, who was flying the J-20C to encircle and suppress the invading North American Air Force formation, was also facing a difficult problem.

The aviation flight regiment he led had a total of 20 J-20C fighter jets.

Due to considerations of vertical take-off and landing and stealth performance, each J-20C is equipped with only four long-range air-to-air missiles and one close-range combat missile.

Based on the 80% hit and destruction rate, it would not be possible to eliminate all 84 enemy aircraft at best.

“Captain, there are too many enemy planes, we may not be able to handle them all.

How about calling the US Division Air Force..."

"Just shut up!
This is the first mission of our combat flight regiment, you must eat it all!

84 fighter planes, all of them are shining medals of military honor, not a single one is redundant and can be distributed!"

When Liu Peiqiang heard his subordinates wanted to call for help, he almost fainted from anger.

How long has their aviation group been waiting for this day?
The complete annihilation of the enemy's air force flight formation is definitely the greatest achievement of the United Government Forces since they entered the alien world.

What's more, the opponents are all "antique" fighters like F22.

If Liu Peiqiang still asks for help in this situation, he might as well just kill himself.

"The enemies on the other side are all blind, so get close and shoot, and try your best to ensure the missiles hit the target!

Let's deal with those F22s first, and then deal with the antique fighter planes behind!"

At Liu Peiqiang's command, the J-20C fighter formation under his command began to disperse and pounced towards the opposite "Raptor" squadron like a pack of wolves.

The 20 F22 Raptor fighters stand out on the J-20C's radar like fireflies in the dark night.

But Liu Peiqiang and the soldiers of the flying regiment were not in a hurry to launch air-to-air missiles immediately.

On the other side, the alarm sounds from fighter planes locked by fire control radars began to fill the communication channels of the 10th North American Air Regiment.

“Raptor II is locked!
I repeat, I'm locked out!"

"The Raptor 3 has also been locked. Damn it, my radar still hasn't detected any enemies."

"Fuck, I've been targeted too, where is the enemy?!"

The communication channel was filled with noise. The F22 Raptor pilots tried hard to suppress their panic, but the increasingly out-of-control communication channel still exposed their inner panic.

The alarm sound of being locked by the enemy's fire control radar lasted for dozens of seconds. Colonel York swore that these were definitely the most difficult dozens of seconds in his life.

Until a sharp-eyed Raptor pilot discovered a few small black dots in the distant airspace.

"Raptor 0130 reporting, north airspace, direction , suspected enemy fighter planes appear!"

Colonel York turned his head and was surprised to find that there were indeed fighter jets in that airspace.

However, when he looked down at his fire control radar, his heart sank. "For God's sake, why is my fire control radar still not showing anything?"

"Warning, enemy aircraft has launched missiles, please evade!"

"The enemy missiles were approaching rapidly, and I was dodging them, but it was too late..."

There was a loud bang.

The first damaged F22 Raptor fighter jets began to appear.

Then came the second and the third.

"Shit! Jump out quickly, the decoy bombs are not working!

Jump out of the sky quickly!

Colonel York was now completely in despair and numbness.

"My comrades are falling, but there's nothing on my radar!

why why!
I can clearly see those guys with my naked eyes!

Why the damn radar is telling me there is nothing!"

Colonel York's desperate voice echoed in the command center of the Texas Joint Naval and Air Force Base.

The huge command center was dead silent at this moment.

The F22 Raptor fighter jet, regarded as the trump card by the North American Air Force, was slaughtered by the enemy without any ability to resist.

Dr. Isaac stared at the large screen in the command center, on which the cursor representing the F22 Raptor fighter jet was constantly going out.

A squadron of 20 Raptor fighters only blocked the CN Aviation Group for less than three minutes.

Immediately afterwards, one J-20C after another chased in the direction where the North American bombers and F16 fighters were fleeing.

When flying over the battlefield, Liu Peiqiang even slowed down and flew towards four North American pilots who had successfully parachuted to escape and were slowly descending from the air.

Just when these North American pilots thought that the other side was going to disregard international conventions and kill them, the parachuting pilots, Liu Peiqiang made a "good luck" gesture to them and then accelerated away.

Before the parachuting North American pilots could realize what was happening, a sharp-eyed pilot immediately pointed at the place below where they were landing and shouted.

"Fuck! There's a bunch of zombies down there!"

"Damn it, do you have weapons on you?"

"I only have a self-defense pistol with a 6-round magazine!"

The bustling horde of zombies below had no idea what the pilots were discussing. They waved their limbs, faced the sky, and waited for the gift from nature to fall to the ground above their heads.

After dealing with the Raptor Squadron, the bombers in the opposing North American flight formation and the escorting F16s all became lambs to be slaughtered.

Inside the command center of the Texas Joint Naval and Air Force Base, military staff watched the flight formation indicator lights on the big screen gradually go out, their inner horror beyond words.

That is a flying formation with an entire squadron and 20 most advanced F22 Raptor fighter jets as escort!

Everyone realized that this was no longer just a matter of helping the Umbrella Company solve a private matter.

The seriousness of the matter has risen to another level.

Dr. Isaac looked away from the big screen.

His expression was unusually calm, as if he had already accepted the failure of the operation.

But his next words shocked everyone present.

“I’ve had enough, it’s time to end this.

Contact General Monk, I need strategic nuclear weapons authorization!"

(End of this chapter)