What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 478 I won’t pretend anymore
Group B consisted of 15 F-15s, which, after receiving a signal from the EF-111A, charged straight at full power.

It wasn't about saving the electronic warfare aircraft, but about gaining battle achievements.

The significance of shooting down a Han fighter jet head-on is incomparable to crushing weaker opponents in the desert, and there's even a mental boost after shooting it down.

Even if you divide the dozen or so Super Swifts equally among all the planes, there would only be one per plane.

However, before that, two EF-111As were unexpectedly shot down, causing a great uproar on the radio.

Pilots check the map before combat, and if you parachute into area C2, the nearest human town is 200 kilometers away!

This is not 200 kilometers in the desert, nor 200 kilometers on the plains, but 200 kilometers trekking through a rainforest filled with hot, humid, dangerous swamps!

The helicopter needs to travel 1000 kilometers from Santa Ana and refuel at least twice. Including preparation time, it will take at least 10 hours. Adding the search time, it will take 12 to 16 hours or more. The final rescue time may be around 24 hours.

Even without Hans's intervention, it would be quite difficult for the pilot to survive 24 hours in such a harsh environment.

The F-15s were enraged by the "sneak attack" that shot down two friendly aircraft, and launched AIM-120 missiles at a distance of 50 kilometers.

"Fox3 (launch active radar missile)!"

"Fox1!"

AIM120是刚刚装备不久的新武器还处于过渡阶段，只有5架F15各挂载了2枚，其余战机配置都是4枚AMI-9近程格斗弹和4枚AMI-7“麻雀”中程主动雷达弹。

After the AIM-120 was launched, the F-15s that closed the distance locked onto their targets and continued to launch AIM-7 Sparrows.

Their 4 medium and 4 short-range missile configuration completely overwhelms the Super Swift's 6 short-range missiles, not to mention their level of sophistication is also far superior.

Real-world air-to-air missiles don't follow fighter jets relentlessly with trails of fire like in second-rate movies. Instead, they anticipate the aircraft's maneuvers, adjust their direction using winglets, and arrive instantly like ghosts.

The probability of successfully evading at extremely low altitudes exists, but it's less than 10% and extremely dangerous...

The F-15 pilots, driven by a thirst for revenge, were eager to see a dozen flames bloom in the darkness, but... two flames, two kills?
10枚最先进的AIM120，以及30枚AIM-7的超饱和火力打击命中率5%？

……

Although the air battle had only just begun, Tang Wen had already grasped one crucial point:
Non-professionals do not need to participate.

He piloted one of the Super Swifts that had just fought the EF-111A, and it became his only successful flight. After crashing, he was forcibly transmitted back to base and continued to remotely command the aircraft.

When the radar detected the EF111A, he knew that the fighter jets must be very close. After detecting the F-15 formation, he immediately ordered all-out low-altitude evasive maneuvers.

Faced with such a formidable adversary as the F-15, a famous line from a movie came to mind:

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table, I'm opening up!"

This time, the fighter jets aren't skimming the treetops anymore. The rainforest on the ground always has gaps of varying sizes, and he wants these super swifts to go directly into the gaps between the trees!
The Super Swift, weighing only 3.5 tons, is not much larger than a mosquito fly. The darkness has almost no impact on their vision. They plunge directly into the forest, passing through tiny gaps that are just big enough to accommodate a fighter jet, in a vertical and inclined manner, constantly stirring up large swaths of fallen leaves.

Apart from the 2 out of the 3 remaining Swifts that were unable to attack the EF111A, the rest of the Swifts directly searched for larger gaps in the forest and swamps under the canopy!
For active radar missiles like the AIM-120 and AIM-7, the challenge this time is not filtering out fighter jets through forest reflection clutter, but rather detecting only the rainforest!

Not to mention missile radar, even airborne radar can only roughly see the target's location but cannot lock onto it.

…“Electronic interference!”

An F-15 pilot cried out over the radio that they had just launched 40 missiles, but on the radar, there were still 13 targets moving rapidly below!

Besides electronic jamming, what can blind a missile right under its nose?
However, if it's electronic interference, why wouldn't the radar react at all?
It was already 20 p.m., and almost no one noticed that the swifts had disappeared into the woods. They thought it was still flying at extremely low altitudes, so they scattered and hunted freely.

According to BZ energy tactics, the Super Swift operates at low altitude and low speed, and the F-15 attacks from above. Even with machine guns, it can easily take them out, while the Super Swift, with its low maneuverability, cannot effectively evade them.

"Matthew, let's all go!"

The commander of the 27th Fighter Squadron, Vincent, took the lead, diving with his wingman. When he found that the radar missiles were not working, he launched an AIM-9 Sidewinder.

The leaves could not shield the engine's heat source. All four AIM-9 missiles launched successfully chased the target, but once again they came up empty-handed.

"Rattlesnake has hit its target!"

Matthew was the first to notice the anomaly. He saw a small bright spot flash by at low altitude, clearly indicating that a rattlesnake had exploded nearby, but... how come it wasn't shot down?
He lowered his altitude again, sensing that something was amiss.

The target on the radar was still scattering and fleeing in all directions, and theoretically he should be able to see the tail flame steadily at this distance, but why was it... flickering?
Just as he was pondering this, a sudden change occurred.

The two Super Swifts being pursued suddenly pulled back on their sticks and pitched up. Then, their solid rocket motors ignited, causing the already slowed-down fighters to perform a half-loop with a thrust-to-weight ratio exceeding 1.2, pointing their noses at the two pursuing F-15s.

This has appeared in movies before. Not only can it only be accomplished by fighter jets with absurd maneuverability and a thrust-to-weight ratio of over 1, like the Su-35, but in reality, completing this maneuver takes a very long time and is a huge test for the pilot.

But for these Super Swifts, the unreasonable and violent thrust of the solid propellants greatly shortens the time. As for the rapidly changing overload in a short period of time? That doesn't exist.

At near-sonic speeds, the distance between the two was reduced to just a few kilometers after the maneuver was completed; they were practically touching.

Both Super Swifts launched all six of their infrared missiles. Matthew first saw the target suddenly slow down, but then miraculously climb up in place—followed by a flash of fire.

Six AIM-9 missiles struck the wing, air intake, and nose. The engine ingested debris and instantly stopped and caught fire. The left main wing was almost completely blown off, and the aircraft fell forward in an irregular circle.

As he caught a glimpse of moonlight, Matthew pulled the ejection seat switch, and was propelled into the sky by the rocket's thrust.

The parachute had just opened when an F-15 in front of them was once again illuminated by the flames.

He didn't see the ejection seat fly out until the fighter jet crashed to the ground and exploded.

He may have been hit in the cockpit by chance, or he may have lost consciousness, but the final result was that Vincent was unable to eject in time and was engulfed in flames along with the fighter jet.

There was no time to mourn the captain's passing. Matthew was about to land in the forest, where every tree branch was a sharp sword that could pierce a human body at high speed!
Following them, many other F-15s that couldn't resist pursuing at low altitudes also fell victim to the attack. However, the Super Swift's counterattacks were not guaranteed to be successful, and the aging second-generation Sidewinder's performance was not always satisfactory.

Both F-15s and Super Swifts were exploding, making it impossible to distinguish them for a moment.

But just then, reinforcements arrived.

The eight Mirage 2000s, fearing the Empire would seize all their resources, accelerated wildly all the way to the scene, only to find the ground littered with low-altitude, low-speed targets—perfect targets indeed.

What are we waiting for? Let's fight!
(End of this chapter)