Tokyo Detective

Chapter 452 Air Battle in the Mediterranean (Long Chapter)

This evening will be an unforgettable experience for the Akrotiri military base, which had not been bombed since four years ago when it was bombed into an ISIS hideout. It had not been attacked in 50 years.

But the burning hangar today left many British soldiers dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the burning base until the sound of fire trucks came to their senses.

"Go and save people quickly."

"Put out the fire!"

The base was thrown into a state of panic.

By the time base commander Sebastián Bach returned to his territory, the initial losses had already been assessed.

The logistics supervisor came over to report, looking a little nervous.

"Commander, the casualty count has been completed. There is 1 seriously injured, 48 slightly injured, and 96 with minor injuries."

"What about other losses?"

"."

Faced with his gloomy boss, the logistics supervisor could only bite the bullet and give a forced answer.

"Preliminary statistics indicate that the explosions occurred in two hangars where fighter jets are stored. Seven Typhoon fighter jets were damaged beyond repair, 15 were rendered combat-inoperable but could be repaired, and although the remaining 15 are not seriously damaged, it would be better to inspect them. Eight F-16s were damaged, five of which can be repaired, and eight are intact."

"What about transport hangars, helicopter hangars, and drone hangars?"

"Only the drone hangar exploded, but the impact was minimal."

"Not much impact?"

Sebasti Bach roared at the logistics manager.

"This is considered a minor impact. A Typhoon fighter jet costs 1.1 million US dollars, and our military would have to pay 1.5 million US dollars to buy one. An F-16 fighter jet costs 9000 million US dollars. Today's bombing not only resulted in a loss of several billion dollars, but also means that dozens of fighter jets cannot be replaced so easily. The whole world is now laughing at us."

"."

Sebastian Bach knew that scolding the logistics manager would be useless, so he brought up something important.

"Do you know who did it?"

"Still investigating."

Didn't the surveillance cameras capture it?

"Yes, the perpetrators hacked the surveillance footage for 24 hours."

Sebastián Bach frowned even more upon hearing this. The air force base's security surveillance had been hacked. Who was the hacker? Although Little Britain was almost gone and the Kingdom of Northern Ireland was in decline, it was not a security system that could be easily breached without anyone noticing.

"Investigate the fighter jets that just took off immediately. I suspect the explosion is related to them. Also, give me a close look at the hundreds of American soldiers at the base."

"Yes."

Although America is the father country, at this point, Sebasti Bach would not hesitate to issue an order to attack America.

He knew he was finished. Today's bombing damaged more than twenty fighter jets, and he estimated he would have to go to a military court.

Since I'm doomed, I can't let the culprits who caused my downfall get away with it.

"No matter what your purpose is, I, Sebasti Bach, will never let you go."

Sebastián Bach will soon find out the purpose of those "America" ​​fighter jets.
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Because Japan is 300 kilometers away from Cyprus, and at this time, the Japanese Prime Minister Takashi Kitahara's plane was still 100 kilometers away from Cyprus, with nimbostratus clouds that were drizzling just ahead.

The Boeing 777-300ER pilot shouted to the surrounding escort fleet.

"At an altitude of 7200 meters, 110 kilometers from Cyprus. Entering a strong precipitation cloud cluster, the onboard radar shows a red zone (strong echo). If we pass through, we will encounter severe turbulence and possible icing. The windshield wipers are becoming less effective. Requesting a 30-degree left turn to detour and descend to 5000 meters."

"Carmel Wind Squadron received. F35L four-aircraft formation, please clear any potential threats to our guests."

"receive."

The Carmel Wind Squadron, named after the fierce winds from Mount Carmel in the north of the kingdom, symbolizes something as swift, invisible, and expansive as a gale.

Since the fighter squadron consists of 18 fighter jets, the country dispatched two four-aircraft formations to escort the aircraft, led by a major-level squadron leader, in order to convey to the outside world the new cooperation with Japan.

The F-35L formation, with its excellent stealth capabilities, took the lead, eliminating the slightest danger to the VIPs, while the F-16Ls surrounded the special aircraft, their goal being to escort the guests into Italy.

After all, given the strained relations with some Middle Eastern countries, it cannot be ruled out that they might launch a violent attack on the guests.

Four F-35Ls had just broken through the clouds and reached the altitude where it was raining. The fighter jets cut through the rain, leaving beautiful trails. This light rain did not affect their piloting.

Suddenly, the squadron leader of "Carmel Wind" changed his expression slightly because his aircraft sounded an alarm, and the radar that had been displaying a sweeping mode suddenly changed to a tracking mode.

When the radar scans the F-35L fighter jet, the radar wave reception methods on both wings of the aircraft will react, which is how the pilot knows whether it has been locked on.

If a radar doesn't detect your aircraft, it means it has been scanning with a frequency, while in tracking mode, the radar is constantly scanning your aircraft at a faster frequency.

Generally, radar is converted into a tracking radar to guide missile launch. When the radar sends information to the fighter jet, it will be locked by the fighter jet's fire control radar. That's why it's said that being detected means being locked by the fire control radar.

The company commander, named Isaac, shouted.

"I was locked onto by the fire control radar."

At the same time, the pilots of the other three F-35Ls also shouted.

"I've also been locked onto by the fire control radar." X3
Isaac's mind nearly went blank. What was going on? Their F-35Ls had excellent stealth capabilities, and with the clouds and rain acting as a barrier, even the small British radar in Cyprus would be quite capable of detecting just one. How could they possibly lock onto four F-35Ls at the same time?

Isaac was also puzzled, but as an ace pilot with a record of shooting down 6 inferior fighters, he would not be intimidated by fire control radar.

Even if locked on by fire control radar, it's not guaranteed to be shot down; it still has maneuvering evasion and electronic countermeasures to counter it.

However, one thing puzzled him greatly: why didn't the other side reveal their presence when they had clearly locked onto him with radar? It was very strange.

There was no time for him to think. Soon, the F-35L detected the traces of the missiles, with a total of four AIM-120 air-to-air missiles appearing at a distance of 40 kilometers.

"The threat is at the 11 o'clock position, at an altitude of 4800 meters, and at a speed of Mach 4."

Mach 4?

Isaac was stunned again; something was wrong.

Missiles designed for long-range, high-speed sniping are typically detected at a range of over 100 kilometers. However, missiles used in dogfights, which involve short visual range, operate within 30 kilometers. Therefore, even if this missile were a dogfight-type missile, it wouldn't be able to achieve near-hypersonic speeds.

(Mach 5 is hypersonic speed.)
Isaac's head was about to explode; this didn't match his understanding.

What does it mean to be targeted by a Mach 4 missile 40 kilometers away? It's a near-certain death, no, it might be a certain death. And what's worse, the enemy has already launched missiles, yet they still can't detect the enemy aircraft.

"Everyone should evade."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four fake F-35L fighter jets made a sharp turn, positioning themselves at a 90-degree angle to the radar beam, attempting to "disappear" into the background clutter using the Doppler effect.

Isaac shouted again.

"Activate the airborne jammer."

"Activated".

The fighter jets that had already flown backwards were flying at full speed, entering the supersonic missile range that the F-35 fighter jet could not maintain for long.

Carmel Squadron quickly learned that electronic warfare could not interfere with the missiles, and that the enemy missiles had already entered the terminal guidance phase.

In that life-or-death moment, Isaac's forehead was covered in sweat. The F-35 fighter jet had never been shot down before; at most, it would crash on its own. A year and a half ago in Japan, America only said that the fighter jet had malfunctioned. Was this going to happen to them for the first time?

The last stand.

"Deploy chaff and flares."

"Deploy chaff." X3
One by one, chaff flares were released and exploded outside the aircraft, forming clouds of chaff in an attempt to disrupt the missile's radar. However, Isaac quickly despaired. Even the last chaff flares were ineffective, and he could only watch helplessly as the missile caught up with the aircraft and shot down the last F-35 fighter jet.

One, two, three.

At that moment, Isaac thought of many things, such as why, despite various methods, not a single missile could be interfered with.

There are only two possibilities in this situation. One is that there is a very powerful radar system on the ground to help assist, but there is only the sea for hundreds of kilometers below. Cyprus does not have such a powerful radar. After all, Little Britain has long been a laughing stock.

The second possibility is that there was an early warning aircraft assisting the radar in targeting.

"damn it."

Isaac let out his final roar. With all his teammates wiped out, he hesitated about whether to use the ejection seat. It was because of this moment of hesitation that the missile mercilessly struck the fighter jet, which then exploded like a dazzling firework, the burning wreckage of the fighter jet crashing into the sea.

Meanwhile, on the sea below, a cruise ship traveling from the Red Sea to the Mediterranean also witnessed this scene. First, a few people spotted the F-35 fighter jet and exclaimed in surprise, and then more and more people saw the missile chasing the fighter jet.

Four missiles, trailing flames, ripped through the darkening night sky. The four fighter jets fled like mice before a cat, only to be destroyed by the missiles above the cruise ship.

A British noblewoman watched in shock as the fighter jet crashed down, striking her 200 meters away like a meteor. Witnessing the fall of a modern weapon of mass destruction up close was truly awe-inspiring.

"What exactly happened? Why did a fighter jet crash? This isn't a war between the Indians and Bayang."

Suddenly another exclamation rang out, and a French man was seen pointing to the sky.

"Look, there are fighter jets too. They seem to be escorting a passenger plane?"

"They're running away. Could they be with the fallen fighter jets?"

"possible."

Tourists took out their phones to record the events, and some lucky ones even filmed the chase and crash of the fighter jet and posted the footage online.

At the same time, the leader of the four-aircraft F-16L formation panicked, as the most advanced F-35 formation was wiped out in an instant.

He wasn't particularly afraid of death, but he worried that the Japanese Prime Minister might die under their protection. As a patriot, he truly didn't want the Prime Minister to be embroiled in another serious diplomatic incident at this time.

Because of Machm Air Base, a core base for helicopters and fighter jets, and also a deployment point for anti-missile systems. Air Force Operations Department.

The base commander (Lieutenant General) Ariel rushed in; he was having dinner when he was suddenly informed that his fighter jet had been locked onto.

The Carmel Squadron was tasked with escorting the Japanese Prime Minister, which means someone is plotting against the Japanese Prime Minister.

The thought of the prime minister of a developed country, one of the world's top ten countries in terms of comprehensive national strength, dying while being escorted by his own side sent chills down Ariel's spine.

"How is the situation now?"

The operations staff officer answered with a forced smile.

"Four F-35L fighter jets were shot down, and no trace of the enemy has been found yet."

Ariel's face was extremely gloomy. Even in more than a year of war, no F-35 fighter jet had been shot down, but now it had been shot down.

However, as a commander with extensive combat experience, he had already guessed the answer.

"The enemy is also a fifth-generation fighter jet, whether it's a Su-57 or a J-35, or even an F-35."

Aside from the stealth capabilities of fifth-generation fighters, he couldn't imagine any possibility that the F-35's onboard radar wouldn't detect it. However, even fifth-generation fighters have difficulty concealing their radar source; when you turn on your radar to search for others, you'll generally expose yourself as well.

Ariel wanted to launch missiles, but unfortunately, the radar couldn't do it, so he could only send out fighter jets.

"Send out an F-35 squadron and an F-16 squadron, along with two 'Sea Eagle' early warning aircraft. I will make those who dare to attack God's chosen people pay the price."

"Yes."

Ariel, as if struck by a sudden thought, issued another order.

"Notify Xiao Ying in Cyprus and request that they also send fighter jets. We are nearly 200 kilometers away from our destination, while they are only 100 kilometers away."

"Yes."

If there wasn't a high chance that the enemy would escape, Ariel really didn't want to make her family's dirty laundry known to everyone.

At the Akrotiri military base in Cyprus, an aide delivered bad news to Sebasti Bach.

"Commander, they have requested that we deploy fighter jets to participate in the battle."

Sebasti Bach was taken aback, wondering why they should be allowed to participate in the battle. Even if you are the father of the Father Country, you can't be a grandfather.

"What kind of battle are you participating in?"

"According to the news from over there, the enemy attacked the fleet escorting the Japanese Prime Minister, and four F-35Ls have been shot down."

Sebastian Bach seemed to realize something in an instant, and looked at his assistant uncertainly.

"Could it be them?"

"Based on the location, it's probably them."

Sebastian Bach suddenly realized.

"I see, I see. They attacked our base to prevent us from sending reinforcements?"

"I guess so."

Sebasti stood up excitedly.

"Those bastards don't want our support, but we're going to support them anyway. Send out all the fighter jets that can fight, and remember to bring along early warning aircraft."

"But the runway."

Sebasti interrupted immediately.

"Overcome difficulties when they arise."

"Yes."

Three minutes later, before the runway, which had been blasted into an uneven surface, could be repaired, a Typhoon fighter jet attempted to take off in such an environment. Although the pilot was an elite pilot with the rank of major, he could not avoid the uneven ground causing the plane to flip over.

Sebastián Bach looked at the fighter jet, which was estimated to require major repairs, with a terribly grim expression.

"Take off all the F-35Bs in the base, all of them."

The assistant was shocked.

"But some of them are America's."

"Consider it a favor I'm using. Do you still dare to trust them until the truth comes out?"

"."

"Go quickly."

"Yes."

And so, six F-35Bs took off vertically from the base.
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On the scene of the aerial battle, inside the Boeing special plane, Japanese Prime Minister Kitahara Takashi suppressed his fear and looked at the head of the agricultural association, Yamano Hikaru.

"They said enemy planes were attacking us, and some of our fighter jets had already been shot down by the enemy."

"What? Could it be that we've been caught in the crossfire because of Middle Eastern countries' retaliation?"

"I don't know. I really shouldn't have gotten involved with this troublemaker at this time."

Looking through the round glass at the distant F-16 fighter jets, Kitahara Takashi understood that they were still providing escort services.

At that moment, the F-16 fighter jet suddenly began to sway. Upon closer inspection, one could see numerous bullet holes in the fuselage, and even the cockpit canopy was shattered. If one had good eyesight, one could even see blood exploding inside the cockpit.

"what's the situation?"

Soon the F-16 fighter jet began to fall downwards, leaving Kitahara Takashi terrified.

这是被F35A的25毫米加特林机炮扫射，F35战机中也就F35A配备加特林机炮，F35B和C都没有，而且数量满配只有180发。

This unexpected turn of events left the F-16 formation completely bewildered. Cannons shooting at fighter jets? Are you kidding me?

But they had no time to be afraid, for the enemy was coming.

An F-35A fighter jet emerged from the clouds, aiming at the F-16 squadron like an arrow.

Inside the F-35A cockpit, Naoki Hanyu remained expressionless, his pupils as deep as an abyss. This was another function of his bullet time ability, allowing him to aim at enemy aircraft with 3x dynamic vision during aerial combat—something unheard of.

It has to be said that fighter jets are a man's romance, and Naoki Hanyu's expression couldn't help but become excited.

"I am the ruler of the sky."

The F-16 formation looked terrified and tried to evade, only to have enemy aircraft sneak within 1000 meters and engage in dogfighting. What was going on? Was this still modern air combat?

Naoki Hanyu didn't give the other side any time to react. He was only dogfighting to save missiles. Yu Shi immediately aimed at a fighter jet that had just raised its head and pressed the button on the machine gun.

"bang bang bang bang bang"

The remaining half of the cannon ammunition was used up, and the metal weapons, like rain, pierced through the fuselage from top to bottom, most importantly the cockpit. Then, Hanyu Naoki controlled the F-35A to accelerate rapidly and break through the supersonic speed barrier, passing by the remaining two enemy planes.

[Ding! The advanced title "Ace Pilot" has been triggered. Please shoot down 10 fighter jets, at least four-generation fighters, including two five-generation fighters. (6/10)]

"A mere ace pilot is a piece of cake."

The remaining two F-16 fighters, seeing their opponents so arrogantly exposing their backs, also lowered their planes, but the radar readings gradually turned them into despair.

"The enemy is an F-35A. We can catch up with it. Oh no, we've been locked on by the fire control radar. The missile is two kilometers away."

"What, two kilometers?"

Three Sidewinder short-range missiles burst out of the clouds, two hitting the F-16 fighter jets that had no time to react, and the remaining one hitting the Boeing special plane.

Inside the private jet, Kitahara Takakazu and Yamano Hikaru settled into their seats and fastened their seatbelts; that was all they could do for now.

The next second, the Sidewinder missile exploded and engulfed Hikaru Yamano. Kitahara Takayuki witnessed Hikaru Yamano's dying scream, and only one sentence remained in his mind.

"We're doomed this time."

As the plane made a large hole, the resulting air pressure suction instantly sucked up all of Kitahara Takakazu's debris, which unfortunately ended up in the turbofan engine.

"click"

Not only was Kitahara Takashi himself shredded by the turbofan engine, but some metal debris also ignited the engine, causing the Boeing private jet to explode and disintegrate in mid-air.

At this moment, the tourists on the cruise ship below were stunned again. This time, nearly half of the tourists witnessed the destruction of the F-16 formation and the disintegration of the Prime Minister's plane.

"Incredible."

"We were able to see at least six fighter jets shot down."

While the cruise ship spectators were reveling in the destructive spectacle, Naoki Hanyu was also controlling his fighter jet to maintain a good altitude.

[8/10 fighter jets shot down]

"Two short, and speaking of which, I've actually triggered another good thing."

[Ding! Killed the second Japanese Prime Minister, triggering the top-tier title, Twilight of the Kings. Please kill 3 kings of world-class powers. Military strength must be in the top 10, and overall national strength must be in the top 10. (2/3)]

Before Hanyu Naoki could follow up on his plan, the E-2D early warning aircraft suddenly issued a warning.

“由于起飞40架战机距离160公里，其中20架是F35。塞浦路斯起飞6架F35B距离80公里。”

(End of this chapter)