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Chapter 332 David the Air Force is stunned
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Without the command of the AWACS aircraft, the David Air Force was immediately like a blind man. They didn't know what was ahead or what the situation was of their friendly forces around them. But at this moment, they also knew that they absolutely could not retreat.

If they turn around and run, the planes behind them will chase and launch missiles, and they will have no way to retaliate and will be shot down.

If they can hold out for just over ten minutes until the second E-2 early warning aircraft takes off, they will be able to regain control of the battlefield!

The enemy can't possibly launch a second sneak attack!
Ilan stared at the radar screen in front of him. The enemy aircraft formation that had just been playing hide-and-seek with them had vanished without a trace!
Where did the other person go?

If they still had early warning aircraft, they could easily know; right now, they're completely in the dark!
"Christmas tree calling! I'll turn left with my wingman, and Doraemon will turn right with his wingman. Split up and search. The target must be to our left and right!" Ilan gave the order. His four-plane formation needed to split into two two-plane formations to search the surrounding airspace.

Since they no longer have early warning aircraft, their fighter jets can temporarily serve as early warning aircraft.

Just then, the sound of a radar alarm receiver came through the headphones.

Locked on, 3 o'clock position!
Sure enough, the enemy planes circled around to our right!

Ilan quickly turned right, and just as he pointed the nose of his plane at the direction indicated by the radar warning receiver, he saw four bright spots flying in. In front of these bright spots, there were four more bright spots. The other side had already launched missiles first!

"damn it!"

A cold glint flashed in Ilan's eyes. He activated afterburner and took the lead, heading towards the direction from which the missile had come.

Now, there's no time to run away. We might as well go head-on, fly towards the enemy's missile, and when we get close, quickly change direction and release the platinum bar jamming to narrowly avoid the missile!

Every David pilot had practiced this maneuver countless times. In this era, the hit rate of missiles was not high, and even the best pilots could dodge them if handled properly.

Especially since they were outdated Russian missiles!

At this point, they still hadn't realized that Xu Tuo's weapons had been upgraded from muskets to cannons.

Behind him, three other F-15 fighter jets flew over as well. They were David's Eagles, David's most elite pilots, and they were not afraid of a few missiles!
Four fighter jets flew towards four missiles, and with their powerful engines, they quickly exceeded the speed of sound, then Mach 1.5, Mach 2...

At this maximum speed, they could already see the missile visually!

Pull the stick, apply the rudder! Release the platinum bar interference!

Under immense G-force, all the blood in my body rushes to my feet, and my vision begins to darken... The anti-G suit on my lower body begins to inflate rapidly, squeezing my legs and pushing the blood back to my heart and brain...

Boom, boom!
The sound of an explosion rang in her earpiece, and a sense of unease quickly welled up in Ilan's heart.

"Christmas tree calling, please respond!"

"Doraemon received."

The radio was silent.

Two planes were shot down in a single encounter! What kind of medium-range missile did the other side use?

A sense of unease crept into Ilan's heart. This was definitely not a Soviet-made missile! And an attack on an early warning aircraft didn't seem like something Syria's existing aircraft could do, let alone an early warning aircraft that had suddenly appeared.

So, how exactly did Syria upgrade its equipment? And what about Mossad? Why is there absolutely no news about them?
Of course, now is not the time to complain; they need to take out the target and avenge their wingman!

As his vision gradually returned, Ilan switched the radar to air combat mode and stared sharply ahead.

The airspace was completely empty. Where did the enemy go? They must have taken advantage of our maneuvering to evade missiles, and they also maneuvered!
If things go as expected, it should be in...

Just then, Doraemon's voice came through the earpiece: "Christmas tree, pay attention, eight o'clock!"

This is definitely not the same group of aircraft that fired medium-range missiles at them before. That group of aircraft quickly withdrew from the battlefield after firing the medium-range missiles. The early warning aircraft has already mobilized a nearby two-aircraft formation to seize attack positions.

In terms of aircraft performance, the Super-7 is inferior to the F-16, let alone the F-15. If it gets into a one-on-one close-range dogfight, the Super-7 will suffer heavy casualties. That's why Qin Liang is trying to sell early warning aircraft to Xu Tuo, and in the past few days, he has been focusing on training them to adapt to the new tactics.

The early warning aircraft has a total of nine control consoles, which can control nine local battlefields even with voice guidance. Not to mention that most of the guidance is via data link, and voice guidance is only used for the most critical parts.

Right now, the Super 7 fleet, whose performance is no match for the F-15 fighter jets, is ganging up on David's F-15 fleet. Although David has strong air combat capabilities, he can't utilize them in the current situation and can only passively take hits!

This is the power of system-of-systems warfare!

Ilan pulled the control lever, quickly ascended, and fired a wave of flares, finally shaking off the incoming missile. However, another explosion rang in his headset, giving him a bad feeling.

"The Christmas tree is calling Doraemon! The Christmas tree is calling Doraemon!"

There was no echo in the headphones; his squadron was down to just one aircraft!

Ilan grew even angrier, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Xu Tuo, come on, come on! I'm not afraid of you! Come on, I'm going to kill you all!"

Ahead, the airspace was clear and empty. In his frenzied state, Ilan's perception of his surroundings became even clearer. He looked up at his rearview mirror and then... saw a trail of white smoke trailing behind him.

An enemy plane was behind us and fired a missile at us!
Ilan pulled the control stick, applied the rudder, and fired flares with fluid, practiced movements. He was turning around; he was going back to duel the enemy aircraft!

boom!
An explosion was heard at the rear, and the next moment, the fire alarm lights flashed.

Just like last time, he was hit in the rear again. This time, the fire alarm lights of both engines quickly came on, and his plane was completely out of control. So, he had no choice but to pull the ejection pin.

As the parachute opened overhead, Ilan saw an airplane flying past.

With its pointed nose, two air intakes on both sides, and twin delta wings, this is... the Super-7 of the East!

Damn it, wasn't it agreed that the East wouldn't sell planes to Syria? What's going on with this Super 7?

In the distance, a large number of fighter jets, MiG-21s and MiG-23s, arrived and began hunting down the A-4 attack aircraft that were bombing at low altitude. After losing air superiority, the battlefield became one-sided...

They failed, just like in the last Middle East war. They failed again, but... this time they are unwilling to accept defeat!
Behind, Xu Tuo, the capital.

"Two more kills! The number of enemy planes we've shot down has risen to 29!" Taras said excitedly.

"Great! Great! This money wasn't wasted. If we had known, we would have bought more Eastern fighter jets!" Hafez was also extremely excited, gesturing wildly. "After this war is over, we'll go to the East to buy a second batch of planes to expand our fleet!"

"Ahem." Gulayev spoke with a gloomy face: "Gentlemen, the victory in this air battle had a large element of luck. Although we achieved good results, it cannot be replicated. After all, the performance of the Super-7 is still too weak, and the twin-engine Q-6 can only be used for surprise attacks at most. If we want to win future wars, we still have to rely on our Soviet Union's fourth-generation fighters!"

Syria wants to switch sides? How can we allow that? We must tell them that their only future is by relying on the Soviet Union!
Hafiz's expression changed.

The Eastern fighter jets are good, but... they really can't escape Soviet control, so...

"Of course we'll buy fourth-generation fighters from the Soviet Union. We can buy them at the same time! It won't interfere with either..."

"Hmph, forgive my bluntness, but the Super-7 from the East is too poor in performance. What you have now is enough. Further purchases are a pure waste of money. How about this, after the war ends, we will fly in MiG-29s and conduct a simulated combat exercise with the Super-7s. Then you will know how useless the Super-7 is."

They can't always suppress them; they have to present the facts and reason with them. No matter how much they modify the Super-7, it's still just a descendant of the MiG-21. How can it compete with the MiG-29?

“Okay.” Hafiz nodded.

"Report: The battle is over. David Air Force has completely withdrawn from the airspace over Beka Valley!"

"Great! Get me a helicopter ready. I'm going to the air force base to celebrate the pilots' achievement!"

This is a glorious victory! In the last war, they defeated David's Air Force with cubes; this time, they defeated David's Air Force again with Eastern equipment!
Today, Xu Tuo is in complete jubilation!

On the other side, David Air Force was furious.

After the second E-2 took off, the battle was practically over. The total number of aircraft lost by the David Air Force had risen to 33! Moreover, 18 of their most elite F-15 fighters had been lost. Continuing to fight would not be advantageous for them either, so they had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

As long as they don't enter the airspace above the Beka Valley, Xu Tuo won't take the initiative to attack. Xu Tuo is still content with his modest wealth.

Air Force Command.

"Damn it, can anyone tell me what's going on? How could the Syrian Air Force suddenly have all its equipment upgraded? Early warning aircraft, fighter jets... and maybe even twin-engine heavy fighters!" David Ifry roared angrily.

If the Battle of Bekaa Valley had ended perfectly with a victory for David's Air Force, David Ifry could have continued to climb the ranks based on his achievements, perhaps even reaching the highest position of power. Now, however, he has failed! David's Air Force has suffered heavy losses, and he, as its commander, will also be implicated.

The key point is that the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, all because of the sudden appearance of a mysterious force!

"I don't know, nobody knows what's going on. It's like when the operation just started, the other side suddenly had an advanced surface-to-air missile. But... these planes are most likely from the East. The Russians' electronic technology isn't that advanced."

"Damn it, didn't we reach an agreement with the East? How could the Easterners go back on their word? Immediately ask them what they're up to!"

Dongfang, AVIC.

"Mr. Ariel, the promised time has passed! Where is your money? When will you transfer the money to us?"

"Manager Liu, please rest assured, the payment process has already begun. As you should know, international remittances take about a week, at most a week, and the money will definitely be in your account."

In the 1980s, there was no such thing as instant payment; all payments required various procedures. International remittances were even more complicated. However, unless it happened to be a weekend, three days was usually enough. If the other party said it would take a week, it was clear that they wanted to renege on their debt.

If the money still hasn't arrived after a week, the other party will have other excuses!

Liangzi is right. You have to be extremely careful when doing business with these guys. If you're not careful, you'll get ripped off. As for now...

Manager Liu's face was grim: "A week? Don't try to fool us. If the money hasn't arrived in a week, we'll deliver the equipment directly to Xu Tuo!"

"Yes, yes, of course. Manager Liu, I won't disturb your work any longer. I'll be going now."

Leaving the CATIC building, Ariel smiled. A week later? By then, the war will be long over!
Then... they'll take all the blame and say it has nothing to do with the Davids, that it was all Ariel's doing. So, you should ask Ariel for the money.

What about Ariel?

She ran away a long time ago, and there will never be another Ariel in the world!

Sacrificing one person for billions is absolutely worth it. The Davids are the most business-savvy people in the world, so of course they have to consider cost factors.

At this moment, Ariel was in a good mood, but... when he returned to the embassy by car, he saw countless people with gloomy faces.

"what happened?"

"We were deceived by the Easterners. They had already handed over their equipment to the Syrians. In the Bekaa Valley, our David's Eagle suffered heavy losses..."

"What?" Ariel was stunned. "Damn it, how could the Easterners do this? How could they not abide by the contract and be cautious? I'm going back right now!"

Half an hour later, Ariel returned to the AVIC building and then heard that Manager Liu had gone out and wouldn't be back until tomorrow!
"What do you mean by 'going out'? This is clearly an attempt to avoid us. I must see Manager Liu, immediately! Even an hour's delay would be a serious diplomatic incident, and CATIC cannot afford that responsibility!"

“Mr. Ariel, you said the same thing when you first came here. At that time, we at CATIC were not afraid! If you continue to make threats here, then please leave. We never care about any threats.”

Ariel gritted her teeth and glared at the receptionist: "Hmph, I'm not leaving, I'll wait for him here!"

One hour, two hours...

With darkness approaching, waiting any longer was not an option, so Ariel gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, let's go to the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry!"

When CATIC was first established, its sign was hung in an office of the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry. In recent years, with the booming fighter jet business and the growth of CATIC, it has finally built its own office building, but it is still not far from the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry.

Ariel quickly arrived at the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry. Just as she was negotiating with the gatekeeper, several people came out from inside.

"Manager Liu! Why are you hiding here? Let me tell you, hiding here won't help! Because of you, our David Air Force has suffered heavy losses, and this debt..."

Ariel, who was outside, started shouting loudly.

“Mr. Ariel, after you left, I received an urgent message and rushed here for a meeting about the situation in the Middle East.”

Ariel frowned: "What is it?"

"Let's go back and talk. I have some information here that I can show you."

Back in the CATIC building, in the conference room, Manager Liu placed several photos in front of Ariel.

There are Super 7s and twin-engine Q6s. The architecture of this base doesn't look like an Eastern style, but because it's an overhead view, it's not very clear.

"what is this?"

“These photos were taken a few days ago over Tabriz,” Manager Liu said. “We didn’t pay much attention to them until today, after the war broke out in the Middle East, we noticed the problem. We spent an afternoon searching and finally found these documents.”

"What's going on?"

"Can't you see? Langtuo handed their plane over to Xutuo!"

"what?"

Ariel's eyes widened: "How is this possible?"

“Sigh, we wish none of this had happened, but… that’s just how it is,” Manager Liu said. “We plan to issue a strong protest to Langtuo, telling them that the weapons we sell to them are strictly prohibited from being resold to third countries… Oh, and there’s something I must reiterate.”

"what?"

"Although Syria has the Super 7 fighter jets, we did not sell them directly to Syria. Therefore, we are still in breach of contract and are still entitled to five times the penalty. Our agreement is still valid."

"What did you say? Our David Air Force has suffered heavy losses, and you still want us to honor the agreement?" Ariel exclaimed anxiously, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! We won't give you a single dollar!"

"Hey, how could you do this! You're not honoring the agreement we reached. If this continues, don't even think about doing business with us again. We will also take legal action to protect our rights!"

Ariel stood up, picked up the photo: "I have to go back..."

"No, you can't take these photos! These are our internal photos. Humph, you Davidians do business like this... From now on..."

Ariel glanced at the photos and decided not to take them. He could have the relevant departments check when he got back to see if there were any of those planes at the Tabriz base before, and to see if the Easterners were lying!
If it's true... that would be a real headache. Langtuo and the Davidians are enemies. If Langtuo provides a large number of fighter jets to the Syrians, it will be a tough fight!

Wait, there's still one thing I don't understand!
"How did an early warning aircraft appear in the hands of the Syrian government?"

"Last year, Langtuo bought it from us for one billion US dollars. This was supposed to be a secret, and nobody knew about it..."

　PS: F-15 firing flares.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)