Chapter 6 Section 5

The fighter plane took off, and everyone was notified of the assignment of the mission. The detailed tactical plan has already been rehearsed repeatedly, and this time it is the attack operation code-named "Thor's Hammer".The target paralyzed the light aircraft carrier group of the Self-Defense Force stationed in Tokyo Bay.If you encounter the enemy's air force resistance, then "smoothly" wipe out all the Japanese air force. All important military targets have been entered into the sophisticated computer database of the fighter jets. Once they enter the battle field, the victory or defeat can be seen in three minutes, and the fire will be left on the sea within 20 minutes.

"I didn't expect this day to finally come true." Lei Li exhaled lightly, looking at Leisweeper on the dashboard. "Despicable and shameless little Japan, they dared to assassinate our president, and they definitely expected that we were going to fuck them; there must be thousands of anti-aircraft guns and hundreds of fighter jets waiting for us in Tokyo Bay right now." Qiao Qiao Chewing gum, there was no worry in his tone. "Wouldn't that be better? No matter how many hundreds of planes come, they are all dead targets. The F22 is not something made by Sony or Nintendo." Blake sneered, looking at the full missile index: "Teach them to see Let’s see, what is truly cutting-edge technology.”

"Brat, do you think you will definitely win?" Qiao Qiao laughed loudly: "It's a bet!" Suddenly there was an interlude from the Seventh Squadron: "I said brothers of the Fifth Squadron, your bet is too boring, why don't we have a team competition between the three squadrons, and see which squadron makes the most contribution. Lose The two squadrons will all wear girls' swimsuits and serve the winning squadron in the bar!" "What kind of prize is this?" Lei Li scolded with a smile, "But I agree, why not?" "On behalf of the Sixth Squadron, I would like to agree to this bet, brothers, how about it?" An interlude from the Sixth Squadron.

Everyone on the channel laughed and agreed. These air knights are indeed qualified to be proud. The F22 stealth supersonic fighter they drive has been crowned the world's most powerful fighter since it officially entered service in 2005.This is by no means in vain. Each F22 fighter jet, which costs 160 million U.S. dollars, has an excellent stealth effect, and a phase-matrix radar equivalent to boarding an Aegis battleship. The search capability is more than twice that of the previous generation fighter F15.The resolution is even several times faster than that of the Airborne Warning and Control System (AWACS), and it can lock 30 air targets and 16 ground targets in one breath; the F22 has a very strong control ability, and it can reach 60 degrees without opening the vector nozzle The angle of attack, the maximum speed can reach 1609 kilometers per hour, and the flight without refueling can reach 4,000 kilometers, just like a medium-range bomber.

In terms of attack power, the F22 can carry eight air-to-air missiles at a time, and there are anti-radiation missiles, long-range air-to-ground missiles, and laser-guided bombs for ground attack.Most spectacularly, the F22 is capable of dropping a JDAM at 50,000 feet while flying at Mach 1.5—unmatched by anyone.In the latest revision in 2012, it is also equipped with an anti-aircraft eagle claw cannon, which can continue to tear apart enemy aircraft in the most traditional way at high speed after the missile is used up. There have been two rumors that military fans relish. In a real machine simulated battle, F22 singled out six F16s and won a complete victory.

Another time, in a military exercise in Alaska, seven F22s paired with a squadron of 24 F15s fought against 32 F16s and F18s that could "continuously regenerate".The final result was that the F16 and F18 were shot down a total of 83 sorties, while only one F15 was lost. Except for the F26 under secret development and the non-existing UFO, I am afraid that no aircraft can compete with the F22—especially, there is no air force of a country in the world that can hold against forty-eight F22s at once. . Everything seems to be victorious, and the Japanese will definitely regret why they provoked this war.

"Attention all, enter the mission range in one minute." The electronic instrument instructed. All pilots wear a cross on their chest. A small boat was parked on the sea where the two armies were about to battle. Sensing the danger, Four Thousand Heads trembled uneasily. "Let me take the lead in this battle." An old man on the boat said. The black sky thousands of feet above his head vibrated faintly. The old man opened his eyes. "...to prove the determination of the blood race to defend food with a complete victory." easy. Or pretending to be relaxed is the most important psychological quality on the eve of the battle.

Blake whistled: "Actually, I have never been to Japan. I never thought that I would have to fly a plane by myself for the first time sightseeing. The seats are really small and there is no decent food to eat." "Yeah, the seats are overcrowded, and there are no stewardesses yet." Jojo muttered. "It still has a heavy gift" echoed from the Seventh Squadron. "What gift?" Lei Li was stunned for a moment. "Missile!" Braque said angrily. "..." Lei Li still didn't quite understand. No movement of the enemy's air force was found on the radar, and it seemed that they were not yet alert to the dark night attack of the F22 fighter group.By the time those vampires' radars spotted them, the flames would have been soaring.

Suddenly, the No. 6 Squadron on the left uttered a horrified and inexplicable cry: "What is that!" Braque turned his head and saw the scariest scene in his life——