Chapter 112 Blackbird 2
() Running wildly alone in the dark is scary, as if you will never reach the end.
I threw away all these unappetizing thoughts, abandoned the obstructive radar, and switched to using night vision goggles to search for targets. This was a hard job, because the avionics of "Ilms" is actually the same version as "Jacques". Panoramic output has not been popularized, and the output of special instruments used in fighter jets of the old century is still used, which looks very tired.
Green green green green......
My eyes were full of a color that made me vomit, and there was no change at all. I even wondered if my eyes had also turned green like a hungry wolf.
Just when I couldn't help but start to doubt my judgment, a small light spot suddenly appeared on the night vision device. The brightness was not high and it flashed by. However, I still judged that it was not a UFO or a large firefly. Butt, but the tail flame of the nozzle!
"Found you!"
I turned on the missile's preheating button with a "swish" sound, then tied several missiles together and restarted the radar system.
"sand"
I locked on the target as quickly as possible and fired three medium-range air-to-air missiles. I was afraid of being interfered again, so I immediately turned off the radar.
"Boom boom boom"
Explosive fireballs swelled in the sky one after another, and I noticed a small machine silhouette quickly sliding into the blind spot illuminated by the explosion fire, like a deep-water fish avoiding a fishing net.
Relying on the approximate positioning of the simple optical sighting device, I drove the [ILMS] to make a big turn and bite it. At the same time, I turned on the preheating switch of the short-range infrared combat missile installed in parallel with the turret, but the target was missing. Of course, it is impossible for the material to evaporate out of thin air. It must be hiding in some cloud layer.
I turned on the radar again and quickly determined the target's position. In just a few seconds, the thing had already slid three or four kilometers out of its original orbit. It was incredibly fast. According to the radar positioning, the target quickly appeared again in the night vision device. I originally wanted to wait until it got closer before firing, but without any hesitation, this guy actually lit the nozzle and fled to a low altitude!
Damn, the radar alarm is too powerful!
I immediately drove the body and dived desperately, but the engine was running tepidly as if it hadn't woken up, and the speed could not be increased, so that the distance not only did not widen, but further expanded.
It was definitely not something wrong with my eyes. I immediately called up the configuration information of the machine, and when I saw it, I immediately cursed. It turned out that the engine of this product was the same model as the [Jacques], but the output power had been adjusted higher. No wonder I can't run!
I couldn't count on the machine's hardware, so I had no choice but to warm up and slam the available cluster missiles at the target at a distance close to the extreme range. Suddenly, the entire low altitude was illuminated by firelight with a powerful "rumbling" sound. , burning fragments flew everywhere, as lively as a fireworks party.
[ILMS] is equipped with the latest RVV-10 short-range missile. In addition to being equipped with a more powerful scramjet engine, the biggest highlight is that the warhead is loaded with 120 micro-link armor-breaking devices. , each one has the powerful destructive power to penetrate a 160mm rolled steel plate, enough to pose a serious threat to the back and limb armor of aviation mechas, not to mention drones without any armor protection.
Just rub it in and you’re done!
With this thought in mind, I turned the missile launcher on my waist to the fire control menu. At this moment, another [ILMS] came in from the side. I recognized it as a road spike from the Identification Friend or Foe signal.
Landline, it seems that this guy is the only one who has been following me, but I was so busy walking that I didn't notice it, and now I remember that I even turned off the radio out of anger.
Fortunately, Road Stud was not a person who needed to talk much. He immediately understood the situation and set up air-to-air missiles to start firing.
Warm up, fire, warm up, fire...
The two [ILMS] fired missiles alternately, turning the low altitude into a corridor of flames before stopping. When the radar screen was reopened, there was no target signal on it, but it could be seen from the optical sight that although the ground was covered by
All kinds of debris were in a mess, but they were all leftovers after missile launches, and the target seemed to have escaped.
"Dad Chen, is that a black bird?"
RoadSpike asked after turning the radio back on.
"I don't know, it seems to be a medium-sized aircraft, but according to the captain's description, it should be correct. Not to mention it was shot down, it is not easy to see clearly."
I wiped the sweat from my forehead vigorously, and now I realized that I was completely soaked. I didn't expect that dealing with a reconnaissance plane without any of my weapons would be more stressful than the first time I went to the battlefield. Even so,
I said, but the feeling of depression still cannot subside, because I feel that if all the machines come together, there is a high chance that this thing will not be able to escape.
So indignant complaints spewed out of his mouth almost habitually:
"Damn it, if it hadn't been for that idiot Tieniu getting in the way..."
"Chen Xiang!"
Road Spike suddenly interrupted me with a harsh tone that I had never heard before. I just took it as a serious statement and didn't pay much attention to it.
"Feel sorry."
After saying this, I turned around listlessly, joined the large troops flying to who knows where with the spikes, and returned to the camp dejectedly.
Regarding our return empty-handed, Edith looked as if she expected it. She just asked her subordinates to help us maintain the machine. In fact, the other machines were not in serious trouble, but the machine of Spike and I consumed the most, almost destroying the stored ammunition.
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Taking advantage of the gap in supplies, I secretly pulled Edith to a hidden spot behind the hangar.
"Why did you choose such a good place and want to molest me?"
Edith tilted her head and mocked half-seriously, "I almost fainted."
Please, how can anyone dare to molest you these days who is not afraid of death? Who is not afraid that his family will be pushed away by a group of mechas?
"Hey, what on earth is this? It can be so perverted."
I fully expected that the eldest princess of the world's number one arms dealer would immediately give an extremely detailed explanation of sex, but to my surprise, she shrugged.
"Sorry, I don't know."
I immediately went crazy.
"Let me go, shouldn't you be an expert when buying this?"
"What a pity. Only country bumpkins think like this. If you say this in the upper class in the future, you will be laughed to death." In fact, the corner of the beautiful Slavic girl's mouth has already provoked a sarcastic sneer. "Among the four major families,
Only Rhodes and Zaraville are eating all over the world, and our Crassow family also has the Lin family from the East, and their business is
They are only concentrated on one country and one army. In other words, the equipment produced by our two companies also represents the equipment list of the Treaty Army and the Republic of China to a large extent. We naturally do not produce anything that the Treaty Army does not have, so
, don’t be like an arms dealer or a department store, you can have whatever you want, and we must follow the laws of the market.”
I remember learning the concept of "single market" in a university management course. It seems that these two big chaebols are walking this single-plank bridge.
"Well, doesn't it mean that the Treaty Army doesn't like doing this kind of thing? It's too backward. Small-scale unmanned machinery has been developed for more than two hundred years. Is there still someone who can't accept it? That's not right. I remember the popularity of the Treaty Army's unmanned machinery.
The rate is not low either.”
As a result, as soon as I finished speaking, Edith's face showed a complicated expression of embarrassment and anger. Her intuition told me that I must have said the wrong thing again, but I didn't know where I stepped on another landmine.
Edith took a deep breath, seemed to have finally restrained her desire to kick me over, and continued to explain in a very depressed and depressed tone:
"The Treaty Army has also proposed the project of stealth unmanned reconnaissance aircraft a long time ago, but...but we finally lost the bidding to the prototype of the Roddes family. This project...can be regarded as completely out of our reach.
It’s enough.”
Edith seemed to have used all her strength to say the last words. She clenched her fists tightly, almost digging her nails into her flesh, as if she had been greatly insulted.
The cake that had always been monopolized by oneself was suddenly cut into several pieces. As the head of the family, no one would be willing to accept it.
"Okay, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
To be honest, comforting people is the worst of all my abilities, but in the current situation, it is not a man's responsibility to not say a few words. So I patted her shoulder and told her the bad things my mother often said during the college entrance examination.
"Hey, hey, what does this mean? I'm not miserable enough to need your comfort."
Edith raised her head and stared at me with sharp and proud eyes.
"It's rare to show a boy's tenderness. At least give me a hug."
I muttered depressedly, and Edith laughed happily.
"It's not necessary. It's true that although our family lost the election, I still have the bidding materials of the Treaty Army. Although they are very different from those of the Allied Army, they may be useful for understanding the parameters of the stealth drone.
Do you need it?"
Nonsense, I don’t want the baked biscuits delivered to my door.
Chapter completed!