Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 389 Revenge does not last overnight

Udon Thani Air Base.

"This satellite navigation system even has communication capabilities; it's so practical!" Gandhart exclaimed excitedly as he looked at the returned report, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yes, this system is the first of its kind in the world," Qin Liang said. "You should know how advanced our Eastern technology is, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"This system can be used not only for military purposes, but also for civilian purposes, such as vehicle-mounted and portable applications. With it, you will never get lost, no matter where you go."

"Really? That would be great!"

“Our Pacific Trading Company has already started promoting this product. It’s not yet available in Europe and America, but we in Siam will be among the first overseas users!”

"Yes, we will promote the commercialization of this product. Our military... will purchase a thousand units first!"

As they spoke, the target data had already been input into the bomb. Looking at the dark sky around them, Qin Liang asked, "Should we attack now, or wait until dawn tomorrow before bombing?"

"Now, of course!"

Revenge should not be delayed!
"Alright, let's set off now. Two twin-engine Q-6s, armed with ground attack weapons, will mainly undertake bombing missions. The JF-17s, armed with air superiority weapons, will be responsible for seizing air superiority. Although we are confident that we can take them down in one fell swoop, we must also be wary of their hidden plans, especially reinforcements that may come from India."

Hearing Qin Liang say this, Gandalak clenched his fists again: "These damn Indians!"

With a roar, two JF-17 Thunder fighter jets took off in formation and quickly climbed into the sky, leaving only the flames from their tailpipes behind as they gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Next up is the twin-engine Q-6. The way the wing boxes and underside of the fuselage are covered with bombs exudes a sense of power.

"I hope you can produce the remaining fighter jets as soon as possible. Then our air force will be even stronger." Gandhara's eyes were full of excitement.

“Finding a target in the pitch black of night is no easy feat, especially when you have to switch to ultra-low-altitude flight after getting close to it,” a young man behind Gandhar said.

Qin Liang turned to look at the young man: "Yes, night flight is very difficult, but for us with advanced technology, it's nothing. Our satellite navigation system will guide the fighter jets to the precise location. Our two fighter jets, which are responsible for the attack mission, will turn on the terrain mapping function of the airborne radar after entering low altitude. Even the darkest night will be just like daytime."

"Yes, the fighter jets from the East are so technologically advanced, much better than the F-5 I fly! I also hope to complete my conversion training as soon as possible!"

"Your Highness Maha, don't worry, your skills are superb, you'll definitely be among the first to be converted to fly!"

Maha, Your Highness?

Suddenly, a person came to Qin Liang's mind. In the future, this guy and his wife had joined Boeing Technology and successfully landed at the very difficult Paro Airport in Bhutan. At that time, Qin Liang had read about this guy's life.

Maha Vajiralongkorn was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, destined to inherit the throne. From a young age, he developed a strong interest in aviation, starting with skydiving and helicopters. Later, he completed his training on the T-37 trainer aircraft at the Rayong School Advanced Flight Training Center and completed basic flight training on the T-33 in the 101st Squadron of the 1st Flight Regiment.

In April 1982, he completed his F-5 fighter jet flight training with the 102nd Squadron and then went to William Air Force Base in the United States to receive advanced F-5 fighter jet flight training.

Now, this guy can pilot an F-5 fighter jet solo and carry out combat missions.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will fly this aircraft until 89, accumulating thousands of hours of fighter jet flight time and becoming an excellent pilot.

Now, he has his eye on the advanced aircraft from the East!

“Your Highness Maha, if you are interested, you can first learn the work of a weapons operator on a twin-engine Q6. It’s very simple. Later, you can go and drop bombs,” Qin Liang said.

"Okay! Give me the learning manual, I want to start learning right now!" Maha was very excited. It was a glass cockpit, full of monitors. This was a completely new way of operating, and it was also the most advanced! As a young man, he was willing to explore new things.

Qin Liang looked at him with his deep eyes, already having planned his next move.

The base, Longzhen Base, the pilots' quarters.

"Come on, let's drink!" Chetri picked up his glass and casually shoved it into the mouth of the woman next to him, gulping it down...

This woman clearly didn't drink much; the alcohol dripped from the corner of her mouth, running down and wetting a large area.

Chetri laughed and reached out to help: "Here, let me wipe it for you."

The large hand was moving restlessly, and Zhao Junhai, the monkey commander sitting opposite, smiled obsequiously: "Mr. Chetri, you'd better train this young lady well, I'll be leaving now."

"Hurry up, hurry up! Oh, and one isn't enough, send me two more!"

"Yes Yes."

There are plenty of women here, of course, but... can this Indian guy handle it? He might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow and miss training.

Zhao Junhai walked out of the small building and told the guards at the door to look for people. In their lair, the monkeys were high and mighty, and the people from the nearby villages had to offer up their most beautiful women!
Then… with complicated steps, he walked back towards the hangar, where their most advanced fighter jets were located! Once the conversion training was completed, the Monkey Air Force would become powerful once again!
They once defeated the invincible American air force, and now they can defeat the air power from the north just as well!

They can even cross the border to bomb!
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace.

A rumbling sound came from the distant sky. He looked up at the dark night sky. There were no stars. It was thundering. It looked like it was going to rain.
The roar grew louder and louder. Suddenly, Zhao Junhai awoke with a start and shouted, "Beware of air defense! It might be an air raid!"

To be honest, they had never been bombed at night before. Even when the Americans came to bomb them every few days, it was during the day. So, he hadn't thought about it from that perspective before. But now... the Easterners have more advanced aviation technology than the Americans, so it's very likely that the Easterners are the ones bombing them!

Just then, the piercing air raid siren began to sound.

"Radar has detected two targets approaching at high speed from the southwest!"

What?
Southwest direction?

They weren't from the north, but... Siamese?

These Siamese are going too far! It's bad enough that they usually harbor Cambodian guerrillas and cause trouble for their side, but now they actually dare to cross the border and bomb?

damn it!
Inside the hangar.

The pilots, including Nguyen Minh Hung, had not yet rested. They sat in the cockpit of the MiG-29, familiarizing themselves with the instruments inside.

In this respect, Soviet fighter jets had an advantage.

Since the MiG-15, the positions of the instruments in the cockpit have remained largely unchanged. If new instruments are added, they are installed wherever there is space. Therefore, even though they had only flown MiG-21 and MiG-23 aircraft before, flying the MiG-29 now would not pose a significant problem.

They just need to get used to the newly added instruments and functions, such as the ISRT and helmet-mounted sight. Although these operations are a bit more complicated, they can significantly improve the fighter jet, and they must master them as soon as possible!

and many more!

Air raid siren?
Nguyen Minh Hung stood up from the cockpit and shouted, "Quick, quick, bring the power truck over here so I can take off!"

The sound of an air raid siren means that enemy aircraft are approaching. At this time, they must take off immediately to intercept the enemy!
After fighting the Americans for many years, the monkey soldiers' fighting spirit was indeed very strong. The infantrymen lay in ambush in the water, their bodies bitten by leeches, yet they remained motionless. These pilots were also willing to fight to the death, even resorting to tactics like ramming.

Now that there was an enemy attack, they naturally had to fly up, regardless of whether it was day or night!
Early fighter jets relied mainly on visual aiming and were mostly daytime fighters. But now, fighters have onboard radar and are fully capable of combat!

The ground crew rushed over, slightly flustered. They had only just started learning aircraft maintenance and were not yet very proficient!
Just then, a howling sound rang out overhead.

Without further hesitation, Nguyen Minh Hung used the built-in power supply to start the engine!
Buzz, buzz!

When the engine roared to life, a monkey ground crew member who had just removed the air intake shield was horrified. He felt a tremendous suction force pulling him along!

He quickly tried to lie down, but it was too late. The next moment, his body left the ground with a whoosh!
He was completely submerged in the air intake. Normally, when taking off from a field airfield, the auxiliary air intakes on the leading-edge extensions could be opened directly, so as not to suck in debris from the ground, let alone the poor ground crew. However, in such a tense situation, how could Nguyen Minh Hung, who had just come into contact with this kind of aircraft, have thought of such things?

Aircraft in the past didn't have auxiliary air intakes.

Bang!
Ah!
A scream rang out, followed by the engine malfunction light flashing.

In older aircraft, there was a long distance between the air intake and the engine, and the poor ground crew might be blocked by things along the way. However, for aircraft like the MiG-29 and Su-27, the engine is almost like a nacelle structure, and the engine fan blades can be clearly seen from the air intake.

And the ground staff were caught in the crossfire and turned into mincemeat.

"Damn it!" Nguyen Minh Hung cursed angrily.

Boom!
Just then, something hit the top of the hangar. He looked up and saw a bomb that easily smashed through the hangar roof and fell straight down!
Finished!

Nguyen Minh Hung's pupils dilated, and his body trembled slightly.

Boom!
The bomb struck directly in the center of the fuselage, instantly splitting the MiG-29 into two pieces. Nguyen Minh Hung's body swayed along with the broken fuselage before being thrown out.

boom!
Before he even landed, an explosion rang out, a huge fireball burst open, and a shockwave swept through the air. Before Nguyen Minh Hung could even touch the ground, his body was sent flying into the sky!
what……

He let out a bloodcurdling scream before he died.

The others were also blown away amidst screams.

These hangars are all next to each other; if one explodes, the explosion will quickly spread to the surrounding areas!

As Nguyen Minh Hung lay dying in the sky, he looked down at the hangar, where fireballs were rising and exploding without even needing to spread.
One, two... eight fireballs destroyed all eight hangars containing MiG-29s. The entire batch of fighter jets they had just received was now lost!
Do not!
A desperate cry rang out in his heart, but he couldn't utter a sound. His vision grew increasingly blurry, until finally, he completely lost consciousness.

Boom!
His body fell heavily to the ground.

There was a person standing right in front of him.

Zhao Junhai didn't look at the people who had landed; he only stared at the hangar that had been reduced to a sea of ​​fire, his eyes filled with despair.

It's all over, all over. The first batch of fighter jets were destroyed before they were even ready to fly! How are we going to explain this?

boom!
Just then, another explosion rang out in the distance. Zhao Junhai was shocked and turned around to look back. He discovered that the towering flames were actually coming from the pilots' quarters!

Oh no! The Indian instructors are doomed!

When he heard the air raid siren, Chetri had already begun fighting, his face contorted with rage.

"Damn it, what's going on? Even if it's night training, you should at least give me a heads-up. If this scares me half to death, I'll never forgive you!"

As he spoke, he glanced out the window, then prepared to continue.

Boom, boom boom!

An explosion rang out, and Chetri was genuinely terrified this time. Damn it, this wasn't a drill?

How is that possible? This is their lair, not the monkeys' homeland. How could they fly here from the north to bomb them? That's going too far!
Hmph, perfect! Let's announce to the world that this place has been attacked! Our home is a sovereign nation; we won't do this without a declaration of war...

Boom!
Just then, the terrifying impact made Chetri's body tremble. Amid the woman's screams, he looked up at the ceiling.

boom!
An explosion rang out, floorboards flew off overhead, and fireballs streaked in...

Chetri felt as if his world had turned into a sea of ​​fire...

The goal is to destroy both the planes and the pilots. It's late at night, and the pilots should all be sleeping here, so this bomb will definitely kill a lot of them.

However... the Indian pilot was also here, so that was an accident. There's nothing we can do but apologize and burn an extra bundle of paper money for you!

The entire Dragon Town base was engulfed in flames.

Meanwhile, bombs continued to be dropped overhead.

boom!
This time, it exploded in the sky, and countless small balls fell onto the tarmac, causing a row of old MiG-21 fighter jets there to catch fire and burn!

Pfft!
Zhao Junhai immediately knelt on the ground. It's over, it's all over!

In the sky, the JF-17 Thunder fighter jet stands proudly at an altitude of one thousand meters, ready to take down any aircraft that dares to take off!
Although the radar search range of the JF-17 Thunder fighter jet is not very far, the early warning aircraft inside the northern border is enough to cover the entire northern region of our homeland without leaving any problems!
As for why the domestic authorities are so well aware of these actions, it's because of the BeiDou Navigation Satellite System! Without sending short messages, BeiDou needs to send data to ground stations for calculation to determine the location of equipment. Therefore, the location of the equipment can be known clearly at any time!
Below, the two twin-engine Q-6 fighters that had launched a low-altitude sneak attack jettisoned all their bombs before climbing up to rendezvous with the two JF-17 Thunder fighters. The four fighters then formed a formation and proudly returned from high altitude.

That's right, it was a high-altitude return flight. We did this to save some fuel, and it was definitely not to further confirm the fact that the fighter jets took off from the Siam base.

The lair, the capital, the monkey garrison headquarters.

"General, something terrible has happened! All eight MiG-29s we just acquired are gone!"

"What?" Wen Jinyong frowned. "How is that possible! The north dares to cross the border and bomb our own base?"

"It's not in the north, it's... Siam."

Snapped!
Wen Jinyong slammed his fist on the table, his eyes blazing with murderous intent: "These Siamese people, they've gone too far! We're being generous by not launching a full-scale attack on them, and now they're actually taking the initiative to bomb us! This is simply..."

"You're courting death!" Wu Suyou said angrily. "Since that's the case, let's immediately organize our army and officially start a war with Siam. In just one week, we can reach the Siamese capital! Hmph, don't think we're easy to bully. We've already deployed more than 500 tanks here!"

They became incredibly wealthy after inheriting the war legacy from the South and the Americans: over 300 M41 Walker Dog light tanks, over 250 M48 Patton main battle tanks, and thousands of armored vehicles!
Not to mention the various main battle tanks that were sent to support from the north.

In the battles against the north, the monkeys couldn't use heavy firepower due to terrain limitations. Now, they have a large amount of weaponry in their homeland and Cambodia!

“That’s right, prepare to launch the attack immediately! Our Greater Indochina plan can’t be delayed any longer.” Wen Jinyong waved his hand.

During this time, he had been studying the map, and the battle plan had already been formulated!

“Report, ours, ours…” the quartermaster stammered.

"what happened?"

"Our fuel reserves are insufficient to support such a military operation."

"What did you say?"

A large-scale offensive will inevitably require the use of armored forces, and these forces consume fuel!
The monkeys originally had no shortage of fuel, after all, they had a port and fuel supplies from the Russians, but now, all of that is gone!

They don't have enough fuel to launch a large-scale military operation!

How to do?
Wen Jinyong gritted his teeth: "Damn it, why didn't we stock up more beforehand?"

"The previous attack was directed north; we didn't intend to launch a major offensive here. Now..."

"Now, gather the people from our base and have them issue a strong protest to Siam through diplomatic channels! At the same time, contact the Soviet Union and, through India, get enough fuel transferred to us as soon as possible! Also, since our fighter jets have been bombed, ask them to transfer more! This time, we'll disperse into the jungle, just like we did when we fought the Americans..."

In any case, the MiG-29 is capable of taking off from field runways, so it is entirely possible to build a new airport in the jungle. It is impossible for something like this to happen again!
(End of this chapter)