"Honey Badger Team, reject the request. It is forbidden to upgrade to the orange level. Keep the blue level to avoid escalation of the situation. Fire control radar is allowed to illuminate enemy aircraft. It must not be the first to fire. If it is attacked, it is allowed to implement the highest self-defense authority. The base has Report any encounters with Fireflies to the Air Force Staff."
In Frank Air Force Base, the top commander, Colonel Robert, who was always paying attention to the close combat between the two sides, thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and finally issued an order to reject the request of the Honey Badger Squadron Captain and Commander Snow Fox.
Grant Honey Badger Squad Orange Clearance Weapons Warning?
Colonel Robert thinks he is not crazy yet!
There is no obvious generation difference between the two Chinese-made FC-20 Firefly fighter jets and the Typhoon. What if the firing warning measures are taken as an act of war by the other side?
What is a fighter jet?
The high-end war force armed by the country is expensive and highly threatening. It is only created to seize the air supremacy in war. It usually symbolizes the will and attitude of a country!
Granting the authority to fire warnings will most likely lead to the escalation of the situation and the outbreak of the Falklands War in the new century!
war!
This is a modern war!
As the military commander of a small air force base, Robert could not bear the responsibility of provoking a war conflict between the two countries.
The top priority is to maintain the majesty of the Royal Air Force and to immediately expel these two FC-20 Firefly fighter jets belonging to the Argentine Air Force.
Damn China, it dares to export Fireflies. Isn’t it afraid that Russia will jam the neck of the engine?
"The Honey Badger team received and confirmed the order, Silver Bird, to allow the use of fire control radar during the subsequent engagement."
After receiving the answer from the military commander of the base, Xuehu gritted his teeth, feeling aggrieved, but helpless. He knew the terrible consequences of provoking a war, so he immediately issued and confirmed the new order to his wingmen without questioning or rebuttal.
If it were a war era, the AIM-120D medium-range air-to-air missile mounted on the Typhoon would have killed this damn Firefly fighter long ago!
Unfortunately, he couldn't and didn't dare.
Except for the supreme leader of the United Kingdom, no one can provoke a war between two countries without authorization, and the financial foundation and internal situation of the entire United Kingdom are no longer enough to support a high-intensity large-scale modern war.
Britain is absolutely unwilling to go to war with Argentina at this time!
"Silver Bird confirms the order!" In the encrypted radio channel, the wingman pilot Silver Bird replied calmly: "Snow Fox, he is coming towards you again."
"Understood, don't worry, you can use the fire control radar. I want to teach this little bug, Silver Bird, be more vigilant. If the opponent reacts violently and attacks, you can fire back immediately." Snow Fox said through gritted teeth, a flash of scarlet flashing across his eyes. And cruel colors.
Although the entire country is unwilling to go to war, it is never afraid of war. As long as the other side dares to open fire first, Snow Fox will definitely make these two Firefly fighter planes understand what death is!
While participating in an air raid in the Middle East, Snow Fox gently pressed the weapon launch button and gave thirty tickets to hell to the terrorists.
"Silver Bird received it."
The fierce battle in the sky continued, and the two Typhoons that had access to fire control radars invisibly increased the intensity again.
The Typhoon fighter jet rolled to the left at high speed with full rudder, turned sharply and deflected the fuselage, then dived quickly. Then it raised its head along an arc and flew in the three-dimensional space at high speed. It quickly caught a fleeting fighter jet. From an outside angle, it swept towards the slightly slower Qingjiao fighter jet on the upper right.
slow!
The rhythm of this Argentine Firefly suddenly slowed down a bit.
Xuehu, who was sitting in the advanced cockpit, did not hesitate to turn on the airborne ECR-90 Doppler radar. The Striker helmet showed that the system's attack status was activated, detecting and locking the Qingjiao fighter at extremely close range.
The advanced 'Strike' helmet-mounted display, standard third-generation level, combined with the AIM-9X 'Sidewinder' combat missile with large off-axis launch capability, can attack air targets in the plus or minus 90° sector area, greatly improving close combat. combat effectiveness.
"drop!"
At this moment, the Typhoon fighter jet, which had been unchained, revealed its original ferocious appearance. The Qingjiao fighter jet, which was within the locking range, suddenly heard the sharp and anxious alarm sound of the radar warning system.
The internal computer on the aircraft acquires the data signal, and the multi-function display screen displays the frequency of the unfamiliar fighter aircraft, and quickly records the relevant frequency parameters.
"Well, that's good. The John Bull on the opposite side finally fired the radar control, so that we can feel it."
When Zhou Hai heard the radar warning sound coming from his ears, he felt relieved and looked satisfied. After more than a second, he suddenly pulled the lever with his right hand and fell to the ground. He controlled the Qingjiao fighter to climb up quickly, making movements like flowing clouds and flowing water. Immelman maneuvered and escaped from the locking range.
As a participant in more open and friendly exchanges, Zhou Hai had no thoughts of anger or panic.
This is life!
Without the accompaniment of the radar warning system, Zhou Hai would always feel like there was something missing.
These two John Bulls are good people, very good people.
"Zero, the typhoon on the opposite side has fired its radar. Damn it, I'm about to be locked. What should I do now?!" The next second, Rosal's panicked shouts came as promised, resounding in his own communication channel. .
A second ago, the sound of the radar warning system suddenly sounded in the cockpit, startling Rosal and making him feel a real death threat.
Being locked up means that your life safety is in the hands of others.
This taste is extremely unpleasant.
"These British birdmen are very proud. They only need a slight ridicule. Don't worry, baker. The opponent dare not fire first. Keep training and try not to be locked for three seconds." Zhou Hai smiled and comforted Rosal. .
"A simple taunt?" Rosal, who was in a panic, could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
God, this is like touching the British's extremely sensitive and fat ass, and even poking their anus.
Having got what he wanted, Zhou Hai had a habitual smile on his lips, checked the flight parameters and body condition with his eyes, and whispered:
"Now, it's my turn."
The afterburner time has passed thirty seconds, and there is still a safe range of the last thirty seconds. The engine is in normal condition and the body is in excellent condition.
The combat altitude has dropped from 12,000 meters to 7,000 meters, the air density has increased significantly, and the maneuverability has been restored.
Now, when the time is right, Zhou Hai is no longer too lazy to tangle with this grumpy and arrogant 'British Sky Knight'.
It's his turn!
In this battle with typhoons and British pilots, Zhou Hai cannot allow himself to fail and must win!
