Tokyo Detective

Chapter 529 The Great Air Battle of a Hundred Machines

As the roar of tanks drew closer again, Naoki Hanyu took out the F-35B he had deliberately kept from his system space. During his northward flight, he even saw a hill base with several meters of ground eroded away.

It may look like the entire Wushan base was destroyed, but that's not actually the case. Only half of the above-ground buildings were destroyed; there are still underground facilities such as underground bunkers and command centers.

A salvo of 155mm rounds is indeed terrifying, but it is not enough to threaten underground facilities hidden dozens of meters deep.

As for how many people were killed in the volley, Naoki Hanyu didn't know, but he estimated that the number was not large.

At first, hundreds of people were killed in the air raids, then more than 800 were captured, and only a few hundred people resisted stubbornly.

The remaining people were either non-combatants or deserters from the base. When Naoki Hanyu and his group occupied the base, those who could retreat had already retreated. Naoki Hanyu didn't even have a hundred clones, so he couldn't capture any of them and could only let the non-combatants leave.

Witnessing the wreckage of several artillery pieces, Naoki Hanyu sighed, thinking of the reinforced artillery platoon he had just acquired; he simply couldn't take it with him.

Neither the Paladin self-propelled howitzer nor the Trek mobile gun system are compatible with his conversion system weapons.

前者自行榴弹炮成品价超过10亿达到13亿，先不说把100亿以内的名额用在13亿的武器上浪费，他3个100亿名额也已经用到F35战机上。

As for the Trek mobile cannon system, it's not worth much either; this old-fashioned gadget is practically worthless.

20年前可以卖个8亿，如今阿美莉卡已经退役大半崔克机动炮系，退役下来的货以100万到200万美金（2亿霓虹币以内）出售。

Ten slots under 1 billion could not be used on cheap goods, so Naoki Hanyu had to reluctantly treat the artillery platoon as a disposable item.
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A few minutes earlier, on the way from Suwon to Osan, a formation of 63 fighter jets flew through the clouds and basked in the moonlight.

While maintaining an altitude of over 14000 meters was somewhat of a waste of time, it was a significant safety factor for South Korean pilots, whose skill levels varied considerably, as it reduced interference from winds of more than 10 levels.

The leading fighter jets were the KF-16C/D, which the South Koreans claimed were fourth-generation fighters but were actually only fourth-generation fighters, and there were a total of 16 of them.

Of the remaining 50-plus aircraft, 23 are FA-50s, which are touted as reaching the fourth generation in some aspects, but it is questionable whether they can actually reach the third-and-a-half generation.

The remaining 23 fighter jets are the old F-5 and F-4E second-generation aircraft, which have been in service with South Korea for more than 40 years and are expected to be gradually retired in the coming years.

Because Suwon Air Base is not a key air force base, it is still using old equipment and does not even have a single KF-21 fighter jet, which is said to be close to the fifth generation.

At this moment, the 10th Fighter Wing of Suwon Air Base was mobilized in full force. When they learned that their homeland had been attacked, they were first shocked and then enraged.

South Korea, which claims to be one of the top five countries in the world, cannot tolerate foreign planes running rampant on its territory (excluding America).

The wing commander was in charge of command from the command center, while the aircraft group was led by three squadron leaders, including Han Qilin, the squadron leader of the first squadron, which is also the core main force of the base, and the leader of the KF-16C/D.

Jung Tae-hyung, the second squadron leader of FA-50, and Kim Yoon-woo, the third squadron leader of F5 and F4E.

Han Qilin boosted morale.

"Brothers, can you tolerate foreign forces running rampant in our country?"

"No."

"Those incompetent Americans, to have two air bases destroyed by a mere four fighter jets and one bomber, they are utterly incompetent."

“That’s right, hundreds of planes are gone just like that. I think America shouldn’t mention military spending to us anymore. Her performance is about the same as India’s.”

"No, he's even worse than Third Brother."

Han Qilin, who was in charge of the frontline operation, couldn't help but smile.

Although he is usually very humble in front of America, when America is not around, he will start to belittle her to increase his dignity and self-confidence.

"Alright, alright, don't put it so harshly. We're allies, and their mistakes will be made up for by us big Korean men."

Just then, the deafening sound of artillery fire pierced through the clouds and storm, reaching the ears of the 10th Regiment.

Han Qilin looked down at the churning clouds and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"That shelling sound... is there a large-scale artillery barrage down below?"

"Command tower, I heard a very loud artillery barrage. What's happening down below?"

The communicator picked up the voice of the 10th Regiment Commander.

"The 2nd Infantry Division has launched a full-scale attack on the enemy. I heard that an armored battalion company was wiped out. Don't ask about these irrelevant things. The radar has detected more than 30 friendly aircraft flying towards you. They are probably from Wushan Air Base."

Han Qilin frowned upon hearing this.

"Wasn't it said that Wushan Base was suppressed or even occupied?"

"I don't know either, just be careful."

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Han Qilin soon no longer needed to guess, because friendly forces more than ten kilometers away had launched missiles.

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

"Me too."

"Those are F-16s."

"What's America up to?"

In the second team, Jung Tae-hyung solemnly voiced his guess, sending chills down the spines of the Koreans.

"Perhaps all those planes were taken away by the enemy."

First Squadron Leader Han Qilin was furious.

"Those damn white pigs! Such good weapons have been stolen by the enemy. Wing Commander, contact America immediately and have them freeze the aircraft's mission systems and the F-35's engine thrust limiting program."

"I'll contact them right now. Hang in there."

The so-called mission system freeze involves sending encrypted commands to the fighter jet via data link, which can disable weapon launch permissions, navigation systems, or radar functions. Of course, domestically produced equipment is not like export equipment, which can be completely locked and rendered unusable.

There is another way to block the F-35 fighter jet, which is the engine thrust limiting program. The F-35's built-in "safe mode" is activated, which limits the aircraft's thrust by 60%.

Han Qilin couldn't wait for his superior to communicate with America; he wanted to lead his squadron to annihilate the enemy.

"Brothers, don't worry, the enemy planes will be locked down soon, and with 60 against 30, the advantage is in our hands."

The other pilots were certainly relieved to hear this.

"We must win, we must win."

"Long live South Korea!"

The 63 fighter jets of the 10th formation launched missiles one after another.

The AIM-9X×2 air-to-air missile, America's new air-to-air missile, has a range of 20 kilometers and can reach a top speed of Mach 2.5 within 5 kilometers.

As the missile drew near, cold sweat trickled down Han Qilin's forehead, but he still uttered high-sounding words.

"You are the warriors of the nation, please follow me in the charge."

"Yes" X60
Despite their seemingly high morale, the pilots flying the second-generation aircraft remained pale-faced, even as they proclaimed that they were not afraid.

Second-generation fighter jets lack mature electronic warfare systems, possessing only rudimentary electronic jamming pods, and relying solely on chaff and infrared decoy flares for other means.

Liu Yincheng, who had been a full-fledged pilot for a year, felt his palms sweating and his eyes were fixed on the radar warning receiver.

"beep."

The highest level alarm sounded, and Liu Yincheng operated according to the knowledge he had learned.

"It's now."

The fighter jets made maximum turns and released 10 sets of chaff at 0.5-second intervals to create a jamming corridor.

At the same time, the engine reduces thrust by 50%, lowers its infrared signature, and all the flares inside the aircraft are deployed.

Short-visual-range air-to-air missiles used in dogfights are generally infrared guided, so flares are still useful.

Liu Yincheng had already seen the missile approaching with his naked eye. He recalled his instructor describing the fate of second-generation fighters when facing fourth- or fifth-generation aircraft: once locked on, there was only a 4% chance of survival, while ace pilots could increase that to 8%.
"I am the best newcomer in the training base. I am no worse than the ace pilots."

"Ah, I'm not afraid of you."

The sound lingered in the cockpit; it was the cry of an outstanding pilot pushing his limits.

The next second, the explosion destroyed the F5's fuselage and also claimed the young pilot's life.

Nearly 30 aircraft were destroyed above the typhoon clouds, their wreckage falling into the clouds like meteors.

The citizens of Seoul, who are currently suffering from the typhoon, can see streaks of shooting stars flashing across the night sky and then disappearing as they look into the distance.

Han Qilin, who was piloting the KF-16C/D, felt like he was covered in sweat. It had been too dangerous. If it weren't for an unlucky guy who blocked the missile for him, he might have been the one who crashed.

In just a few seconds, the squadron suffered heavy losses. According to radar signals, half of the aircraft were shot down, and only a few "lucky" aircraft managed to escape.

Han Qilin stared intently at the radar system. He didn't know why the other side wasn't launching missiles continuously. Was it to save missiles?

Since our side has already launched nearly two hundred missiles in waves, even if the enemy uses clouds to cover their positions, severely affecting the infrared guidance of the AIM-9X×2 missiles, we should still be able to eliminate most of the enemy.

In typhoon cloud layer operations, aircraft above the clouds cannot directly target aircraft below the clouds with infrared beams. They must rely on radar or other sensors for initial guidance and only use infrared guidance after leaving the area most severely affected by the storm.

"Come on, let's see who dies first, ah!"

Han Qilin's roar suddenly stopped because all the targets that should have been on the radar system disappeared, as if they had become invisible.

Meanwhile, missiles flew through the most affected areas, but the initial radar guidance failed, causing most of the missiles to lose their targets. Only a few lucky ones managed to lock onto their targets again.

The F-35 and F-16 squadron, the dominant force in the skies, charged into the clouds at full speed, with the F-35 piloting the righteous clone leading the way.

"It's all about the thrill. Everyone's ready. I'm just checking to see if any unlucky souls get hit."

Their agreed-upon tactic was to launch too many missiles, which might scare the enemy into hiding in the typhoon clouds, making complete annihilation impossible.

The stolen fighter jets can't be kept for long. America has ways to influence them to some extent. If the Miss System weren't currently engaged in a cyber war with America's military, these fighter jets might have already been affected.

"Boom boom"

Two unlucky fighter jets were hit by missiles in the clouds. Their crash did not affect the formation in the slightest, but instead they were mocked by the other clones.

"Haha, that's lame. We can't let any of the next enemies escape. We have to kill them all."

Accompanied by the roar of the Khorne clone, more than 30 fighter jets burst out of the clouds and stared at the South Korean fighter jets, which were 1 kilometer away, under the moonlight. Moreover, the South Korean fighter jets appeared directly in front of them.

The rational clone said calmly.

"Gotcha, let the dogfight begin."

The South Korean fighter jets also spotted the unexpected visitors.

Han Qilin understood that this was a life-or-death moment. His blood was boiling and there was no possibility of backing down, much less handing over his back.

"Forward, Siba!"

"Die to me."

The next second, all the missiles on both sides were launched, their exhaust plumes and missiles filling the entire sky as they exchanged fire.

(End of this chapter)