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

Chapter 408 Enterprise, Your Fifth Grandfather is Here!
The capital of Langtuo.

"Hmph, we haven't failed yet. We can send the USS Sahand and USS Sabalan frigates to attack the US Navy fleet!"

"No, sending more warships would be useless against the US Navy, which has absolute air superiority; it would only cause us to suffer more losses. Unless we deploy fighter jets, but in a direct confrontation, our fighter jets would also suffer heavy losses, so we have to endure it."

"How can we tolerate this? Our navy has suffered heavy losses, our mine warfare tactics have failed, we... absolutely cannot tolerate this!"

"Patience is only temporary. Our Q-5 fighter jets have arrived. Next, we will use a glorious victory to tell the Americans that this is not a place for them!"

At this moment, the spiritual leader finally opened his eyes and looked at everyone.

"Minuspel, whether we can teach these invaders a lesson depends on the air force!"

"Yes, we will definitely not let you down!"

"Everyone believes that the United States is powerful, but we firmly believe that the United States is nothing more than a paper tiger. As long as we destroy one of their aircraft carriers, they will back down in the face of enormous losses, just like in the Monkey Kingdom war back then." The spiritual leader continued, "We also want the whole world to know that here, we are the ones who call the shots!"

The Persian and Arab worlds are sworn enemies. An old proverb says that if you encounter a poisonous snake and a Persian in the desert, you must kill the Persian first! Because he is more dangerous than a snake!
Whether it's scary or not is unknown, but this belief in being able to conquer everything is truly astonishing.

While the Soviet Navy had to keep its distance from American carrier strike groups all over the world, only Lang Tuo was plotting how to take down the American carriers and let the Americans know that Lang Tuo was not someone to be trifled with!
Although I've suffered a loss now, I'll definitely get my revenge later!

"Ahem." Minuseper spoke up: "Actually, we have another plan. Last time, the Indians kept claiming that the US Navy bombed their nuclear base. So, this time, as long as I return safely without being discovered, we can completely deny that the Indians did it!"

This is a case of blaming each other! However, given the Indians' nature, they'll definitely be the first to celebrate with champagne after learning that the US aircraft carrier was bombed. In that case, they'll be the prime suspects!
The spiritual leader nodded: "That's right, that's a good idea! It's best to let them fight like dogs!"

This naval battle attracted the attention of the entire world!

After all, all countries in the world that need the Gulf region's oil resources are deeply disgusted by this attack on ships. If oil cannot be transported out, oil prices will rise. At the same time, products from Western developed countries that need to be transported to the Gulf region for sale are also now unable to be transported in.

Langtuo was severely punished, and Yituo even became much more restrained, refraining from attacking oil tankers recently. The entire Persian Gulf seemed to have regained the dawn of peace.

After the victory, the US Navy was tense for a while. After all, given Lang Tuo's personality, he was certainly unwilling to accept defeat and would want to retaliate.

However... when they patrolled the bay and found everything calm, they gradually breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that after suffering a huge loss, Langtuo finally realized the reality and dared not confront the US Navy head-on!
With such a relaxed and joyful mood, the aircraft carrier group, which had been sailing on the ocean for several months, could finally take a break.

Port of Salara, Oman.

The port was bustling with activity that day, with countless people standing on the docks watching a fleet slowly approach.

With the help of tugboats, the USS Enterprise slowly docked at the shore. The bridge was set up, and the sailors disembarked from the warship, whereupon people immediately came to greet them.

"At our Mayday Bar, drinks are 20% off today!"

"Our Rose KTV has lots of beautiful girls tonight..."

Even though they are all Arab countries, their levels of openness vary greatly; some require complete covering up, while others allow wearing bikinis.

Oman has been in contact with the United States for a long time and is definitely among the open countries. Although there are various restrictions on its own citizens, there are no restrictions on foreigners!

It's important to understand that when a US aircraft carrier strike group visits a port, it's not just about showcasing the power of its warships; it also generates significant consumer spending in the local area! This time, all the commercial districts surrounding Port Salara will experience a surge in consumption!
Soon, American soldiers filled the streets.

No one noticed that an unremarkable local man, carrying a tattered fiber bag, swept past the aircraft carrier's port as if he were a garbage collector.

After leaving and reaching a secluded spot, he excitedly opened the fiber bag, revealing a device inside: a Beidou navigation terminal. It had just pinpointed the exact coordinates of the aircraft carrier on the dock. Moving just twenty meters towards the dock would bring him right to the center of the carrier!

Make a note of this location first, and then there's the cruiser USS Wainwright. This warship sank their missile boat, so we have to sink it too. These two are the main targets!

Many of the other escort warships are still on patrol at sea and haven't come over. The other warships on the dock can be assigned one bomb each. The key is to sink the Enterprise!

To avoid being exposed, he did not send satellite information directly through the Beidou navigation terminal. Instead, he wrote down a note and then used traditional methods to send the message back. This might take a day or two, but it was safer to do so.

We absolutely cannot let the Americans discover anything!
November 10th, evening.

Southeast corner of Langtuo, a certain highway.

The area around the highway has been cordoned off by armed Revolutionary Guards. Some vehicles are waiting, and a row of traffic lights has been laid along the highway.

They anxiously gazed at the sky, waiting.

Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock...

The roar of airplanes could be heard in the distant sky.

"Quickly, turn on the traffic lights!"

A streak of light appeared beside the road. The plane in the darkness opened its landing gear, and the landing lights on the front landing gear lit up. It landed steadily with a graceful descent arc, and then continued to taxi to the parking area on the side.

Behind them, one after another, a total of eight Q-5s, all landed easily!

"Come on, keep going!"

On the first fighter jet, the canopy opened, the pilot stood up, and shouted loudly down.

"Yes, we'll get right back to work! General Minuseper, are you going to personally lead the bombing raids?"

Minuseper climbed down the gangway and immediately relieved himself on the side, replying, "Yes, this mission is very important, so of course I have to lead the team myself!"

He looked at the formation of aircraft behind him.

Because it was a long-distance flight, the fighter jets mainly carried external fuel tanks. Each wing carried a 1200-liter external fuel tank, which was the external fuel tank of the Mirage F1. It was dropped by the Izwark during the bombing of Langtuo. Because it happened to fall into the mud, it was almost undamaged.

Currently, the French haven't developed dedicated external fuel tanks for their new fighter jets. Therefore, both the Mirage 2000 and Mirage 4000 are equipped with these external fuel tanks. Under the fuselage, there is an 800-liter external fuel tank, which is the same as the MiG-25's external fuel tank, purchased from international arms dealers.

With 3200 liters of fuel mounted externally and 2275 liters internally, the aircraft has a total of 5475 liters of fuel. Combined with the fuel-efficient engine, this makes the long-range attack much more efficient and is far superior to the 760-liter external fuel tanks produced by Dongfang.

As for the price...

With more fuel, there were fewer bombs. The fuselage bomb bay carried only two 908-kilogram bombs, standard American-made bombs, while the wing pylons carried Sidewinder missiles for self-defense.

This arrangement is somewhat incongruous, mainly because Soviet or French-made bombs are hard to find and difficult to modify. However... this mix of real and fake makes it easier to suspect that the Indians were behind it. The Indians have many channels for procuring American-made bombs.

The fuel truck was running at full power, and soon all the fuel tanks were full.

If it weren't for having a more powerful engine, the Q-5 would never have been able to take off with so much external load!
Five tons of fuel, two tons of bombs, a total payload of seven tons. Keep in mind that the Q-5's empty weight is just over six tons, its normal takeoff weight is only a little over nine tons, and its maximum takeoff weight is less than twelve tons! That means that under extreme conditions, the fuel and bombs would only amount to about five tons!
Now, fully loaded with Q-5 fighter jets, they have left the parking area and taxied onto the highway runway.

Intense flames erupted from the tail of the fighter jet, the afterburner was activated, and the surging thrust propelled the jet as it taxied along the road runway.

One hundred meters, three hundred meters, five hundred meters... the front landing gear is raised!
700 meters! The rear landing gear left the runway!
Then, the second, the third... all eight Q-5 fighter jets quickly took off in formation. They did not climb, but maintained a flight altitude of several tens of meters and entered the airspace above the sea!

The U.S. Navy was still patrolling, but their main focus was on the air force base near Bandar Abbas, where the road runway was completely quiet and there was nothing around.

East. Qin Liang rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the person sitting opposite him.

"Mr. Lin, did you really have to come to our Beidou navigation ground station? And you even dragged me along!"

"Of course! This operation is of immense significance, comparable to the bombing of Pearl Harbor by the island nation! How could I not come? If it succeeds, it will be an absolute miracle in the history of naval warfare. The key point is that we can witness the whole process!"

BeiDou navigation requires ground station calculations, so ground stations can also know all the information about products with BeiDou navigation terminals installed!
In other words, they can watch the whole thing!

Such an opportunity is quite rare, so Old Lin came over. However... Qin Liang was speechless. If you want to watch, then watch. Why did you drag me along? I want to sleep. Do you know that my wife is leaving again in a few days?

"Come, this is the moment for us to witness history together!"

"Sigh, Elder Lin, what kind of history do you think this can be? This can't be considered a classic battle, nor can it demonstrate the full advantages of our weapons and equipment. It's not even comparable to the battle near Asunción Island in 82..."

This wasn't a direct confrontation; it was just a sneak attack.

"No, no, it's still very meaningful. As Sun Tzu said in The Art of War, all's fair in war. The Americans thought they would be absolutely safe once they reached the port of Salara, but they didn't realize that in modern warfare, no place is safe, not even their own homeland."

"Ok."

Since Old Lin has already woken me up, let's just watch the show!
“Very low-altitude flight consumes a lot of fuel! Only fuel-efficient turbofan engines can support this operation. The replacement of the Q-5 engine is like an old tree being rejuvenated!” Old Lin exclaimed, “Liangzi, Northwestern Polytechnical University has solved another equipment problem for the Air Force!”

"oh oh."

"Now, the WS-10 turbofan engine is also being developed in cooperation with the British, which can speed up the development process. Our Air Force is even more looking forward to it! Liangzi, when do you think the WS-10 will be built? Liangzi, just two words?"

Qin Liang was already snoring.

Okay, you should go to sleep first. After all, it's a long voyage.

In less than an hour, the Q-5 fighter jet group flew over the sea and entered Omani airspace at extremely low altitude.

Even with inertial navigation systems, the accumulated error becomes too large over long flight distances, requiring landmark corrections mid-flight, limiting missions to daytime. Now, with satellite navigation systems, the accuracy remains consistent regardless of distance! A ten-meter error is practically negligible when attacking an aircraft carrier, given that US carriers have flight decks over 300 meters long and 70-80 meters wide. This means that even a 30-meter error would ensure a precise impact on the carrier deck!
At this moment, the ground was still completely silent. After all, Oman is a poor and backward country. As long as you don't fly over a few coastal ports, even if people on the ground see you flying over from other places, they will only worship you and think it's a flying carpet.

The fighter jets roared like thunder and continued flying forward for more than half an hour before Minuspel broke the radio silence for the first time.

"Attention, auxiliary fuel tank under the bomber!"

The eight hundred-liter auxiliary fuel tanks had all burned out. With a command, the eight auxiliary fuel tanks landed shakily, and the Q-5 fighter jet continued to fly forward.

Below is a desert, and the other side may never find these auxiliary fuel tanks, but... they will definitely find the next batch of auxiliary fuel tanks!
Flying is monotonous; you can only look at the head-up display in the cockpit, and the target you're being directed to gets closer and closer.

500 kilometers, 300 kilometers, 100 kilometers...

"Attention, activate boost, climb!"

Climbing to a high altitude would expose their position, but in order for the bombs to fly further, they had to climb. However, given the Americans' current state of revelry, they might not even notice, and even if they did, they wouldn't be able to scramble their fighter jets in time!
With afterburner engaged, fuel was once again being consumed at an alarming rate.

Altitude 500!

A height of one thousand!
Three thousand meters high!

We're only 50 kilometers from our destination!

"Correct course, activate bombs, and prepare to enter bombing route!"

In the distance, the brightly lit port of Salara can already be seen.

Inside a bar at the port.

The American soldiers held the bottles and gulped down the liquor.

So cool, so cool!
In particular, he can hold a wine bottle in his left hand and still have a woman in his right arm!
"Honey, you're amazing! Wait, will you be just as amazing later?"

"Of course, I'll definitely make sure you can't get out of bed later..." The soldier's hands began to rub restlessly.

Inside the karaoke bar, an American soldier held a microphone and sang loudly.

"Country Road, take me home..."

For them, life on the warship was dull and monotonous. Now that they've reached the port, they're naturally going to have some fun. As for the soldiers left behind...

The USS Wainwright was the third ship of the Belnap-class guided-missile cruisers. There were nine ships in the entire class, all built in the 1960s. Given the cement technology of the time, the propulsion was still by boilers. Although it carried twin MK-10 missile launchers that could launch Standard anti-aircraft missiles, its radar equipment was not advanced.

宙斯盾雷达就别想了，主要的对空装备是一部1部AN/SPS-43 2D对空搜索雷达、1部AN/SPS-10F搜索跟踪雷达、再加上2部AN/SPG-55D目标照射雷达。

At the port, to maintain vigilance, the AN/SPS-43 radar remains on, with the antenna rotating six times per minute as it searches.

Inside the radar room.

Radar soldier Sykes took a bottle of liquor and gulped down two mouthfuls.

"Hmph, they've all gone ashore to have some fun, leaving us here to work!" Sykes said, handing the bottle to his companion beside him. "Come on, let's drink! After tonight, we can go down tomorrow. I wonder if those women down there will be too scared to serve us!"

"Hmph, then we'll force them at gunpoint!"

After being cooped up at sea for months, they all needed to vent.

Several bright spots appeared on the screen.

"Huh, I think I see some movement on the screen."

"Oh, it came from the inland north. It's nothing serious, it didn't come from the sea. Probably by helicopter or something. Come on, let's have a drink!"

If they came from the sea, they might be more wary, but now that they've come from inland, what problems could there be?
No need to make a fuss!
In the sky, eight Q-5 fighter jets were getting closer and closer.

Thirty kilometers, twenty kilometers, ten kilometers...

"Drop the bombs, then return to base!"

Bang! Bang!

The sound of the racks releasing their locks rang out, and sixteen 908-kilogram bombs wobbled and fell downwards, heading towards the port ten kilometers away!

The missile's antenna continuously transmits messages to the BeiDou satellite. Inside, the processor is rapidly calculating, comparing its trajectory with the distance to the target, and then generating instructions that are transmitted to the servo motor at the tail of the missile to drive the wings. The missile body also begins to continuously and precisely adjust its course.

At this moment, the scene below was still bustling with activity, and surprisingly, no one noticed that a bomb was flying towards them!
The bomb whistled as it rubbed against the air.

(End of this chapter)