Chapter 1565: 1566 The air raid started but ended
Chapter 15651566Anticlimactic Air Raid
"Fried! Fried! Turn! Turn!" Suddenly, a comrade was shouting crazily in the earphones. Although there was some interfering electric sound, Fried could still hear it clearly. He pulled his control stick hard, causing his plane to suddenly change its flight direction.
The Saber fighter turned rapidly, exerting its maximum performance, but it still couldn't get rid of the sensitive air-to-air missile following it.
The missile's seeker has locked onto the burning tail flame. The sensitive element drives the sharp missile wings to rotate, instantly following the saber's tail flame and changing its trajectory, and cutting into a more direct angle.
Before Fried could pull his plane back to its normal flying attitude, he felt something push him behind him.
Before he could think too much, he pulled his parachute switch, and the sound of an explosion was instantly heard in his ears: a small amount of explosives around the cabin blew off his cabin cover, and he was thrown out of the plane together with his seat.
And the tail of the Saber fighter he was driving had disappeared, and the burning and exploding fireball was swallowing the entire aircraft. The next second, Fried's cockpit was submerged in burning fireworks.
The plane had exploded and disintegrated in the sky. After feeling the heat around him, Fried immediately experienced the coldness of high altitude. There was only the howling of the wind in his ears, and he felt as if his whole body was being carried by a giant hand and being swayed in the strong wind.
"Ha! Ah! Ha..." He tried to take a big breath, but he couldn't breathe easily because he was wearing a mask. He wanted to see everything around him clearly, but he was spinning and couldn't control his brain.
He had not yet escaped from the explosion. Pulling the parachute switch to eject from the plane was completely a subconscious reaction. In fact, from the moment he performed the large overload maneuver, he was in a state of insecurity. In a dizzy state.
In the next second, he saw the ground under his feet, the sky above his head, the plane falling with thick smoke, and the white tracks.
The entire sky seemed to be burning. The Tang Army's aircraft shot down countless aircraft, including the Sabres, including the J-6, which came from afar, and the more advanced J-6 modified.
The little wealth that the Ice Empire had managed to accumulate, as well as the support from afar, all came to naught on this day. Hundreds of planes crashed, the roar of engines and the sharp sound of airflow being sliced everywhere.
Even without the interference of the Tang Army, the entire frontline command channel of the Ice Cold Empire has been paralyzed. There are voices asking for help everywhere, and all channels are full of curses and crying.
No one had any way to prevent this from happening. Even if an order was issued to turn all the planes back, it was already too late.
The Saab bomber formation is being massacred. Behind the self-defense cannon in the aircraft, the gunners are nervously searching the sky. They cannot see the incoming enemy, but they can hear the desperate voice of the pilot in the earphones.
"Where are they? Find them! Find them quickly! Otherwise we will all be doomed!" Although hearing such words made them wish they had two more eyes, they still could only wonder between the white clouds and the blue sky. In a daze.
They couldn't see the shadow of the enemy at all, and then suddenly saw a white smoke trail hitting a Saab bomber, followed by the plane shattering into pieces in the sky, accompanied by the pilot's shouting, from the formation Fall down. Soon, a second smoke trail rushed over and hit another plane on the edge. Then that plane also fell dragging black smoke, and its wings broke when it fell halfway.
Some people started shouting in despair, and some started sobbing. The commander's order came over the radio, saying that they had been surrounded and requiring them to immediately lower their altitude and prepare to drop bombs.
It is a pity that the entire formation is in chaos, and there are few people to carry out such orders. Some planes began to turn and return, some planes dropped in altitude, and some planes started to climb. In an instant, the formation no longer looked like it.
"We have been betrayed! Where are the fighter jets covering us? Where are they?" Someone started to collapse and asked on the radio.
Then the curses began one after another, and many people began to curse: "Those **** must have run away on their own! Damn it! To execute such an order is to let us die! Those officers should be arrested and shot!"
Because they are too old, the Saab bombers do not have warning devices. They do not know that they have been locked, and they do not even know that the missiles that shoot them down are coming in a steady stream.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, a missile exploded on the side of the cockpit of a Saab bomber. The flames engulfed the left engine, and shrapnel also shattered the cockpit glass of the aircraft.
The driver fell on his seat with his face covered in blood, and the co-pilot's arm was soaked in red blood. He tried hard to control his plane to maintain its flight attitude, struggling to pull the joystick in front of him in the cold wind that poured into the cockpit.
His plane was losing control. The engine on one side began to smoke, and flames shot out from behind the stalled propeller, covering the damaged skin around it. Seeing that the flames inside could no longer be suppressed, thick smoke spurted out from the gaps in the aircraft's skin, and then the airflow blew away some of the skin, exposing the flames inside.
"We're done!" The co-pilot said this without knowing whether the bombardiers and machine gunners behind him could hear his voice, and then gave up the effort. He could no longer control his plane, and now the bomber, loaded with bombs, was like a wild horse running wild.
Perhaps this description is not quite accurate, because it soon could no longer maintain its normal trajectory.
The wing on one side began to deform and break due to the burning. The steel frame made a creaking sound, and finally broke under the strain of the airflow. The wingtips broke away in the howling wind, and some fragments were also left behind by the falling aircraft.
Immediately afterwards, it began to rotate, roll, and then shattered and disintegrated...but in the end, a large part of the fuselage and a section of the wing hit the ground together, and were immediately engulfed by the explosion.
The bomb fuses hanging in the magazine completed the final firing during the impact, ensuring that the bombs completed their mission.
What should have been an inspiring air counterattack now brought greater despair to the Ice Empire infantry fighting on the ground. They saw their planes falling one by one, and the fear in their hearts had spread, and they were no longer under any control.