HPDBC Chapter 35 The Fierce Dragon Has Fallen, Please Send the Mighty Dragon!
Chapter 35 The Fierce Dragon Has Fallen, Please Send the Mighty Dragon!
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Just as the two drones evaded radar lock, the engine's exhaust nozzle suddenly started spinning.
The flight paths were synchronized, with the Zhanghai J-10-1 fighter jet as the central axis, and diverged to the left and right.
"Such a quick reaction?"
Zhang Hai was preparing to continue the pursuit when he saw this scene, his expression slightly hardened, and he quickly maneuvered his fighter jet to climb.
Boom!
His fighter jet had just taken off.
At this moment, the drone's engine exhaust flames blazed brightly.
The next instant, the two drones performed a post-stall maneuver and soared into the sky, surpassing the altitude of Zhang Hai's fighter jet, and then quickly performed an inverted U-turn.
Rumble!
White water vapor tumbled behind the drone.
In a short while, the two drones turned around and came behind Zhang Hai's fighter jet, blocking all his way from the left and right. Then the radar was turned on and the laser was fired at a low power.
[Beep beep beep—Locked! Locked!]
[The engine is under attack! The left wing is under attack!]
A glaring red warning popped up on the DHU, and alarms sounded in the headset.
Zhang Hai's expression changed. He quickly moved the control stick with his right hand, increased the throttle, and pressed the rudder to control the fighter jet to perform a maneuver and dive, using the acceleration caused by Earth's gravity to evade the lock-on.
boom!
All operations are completed within half a second.
The fighter jet tilted slightly.
The next instant, Zhang Hai felt himself being suddenly thrust upwards, his body flying uncontrollably upwards, but he was tightly strapped to the seat by the seatbelt. A large amount of blood rushed to his upper body, making his face turn bright red.
The fighter jet descended for about two seconds, successfully breaking free of the lock-on angle, and the warning on the DHU disappeared.
But before Zhang Hai could even breathe a sigh of relief...
Suddenly, he noticed the two drones had dispersed again, followed by a swift maneuver and a downward cut, with the fighter jet aiming at him and rushing towards him.
The speed of the change of direction, the maneuverability—just one glance tells you there's at least a 10G overload.
"Damn it, this is outrageous!"
"Soldiers, get ready, I'm about to activate the electronic kit!"
Zhang Hai almost cursed aloud. He quickly swerved to slow down the lock-on time, then, ignoring the commander's instruction to fly a couple more laps, he pressed the activation button for the electronic jamming kit with his right hand, releasing the impact at maximum power.
no way.
These two drones are bullying people.
His flesh and blood body was sitting on the fighter jet, and performing maneuvers with 9G overload was already the limit.
But this unmanned thing can easily reach 10G of maneuverability, plus the vector engine and supersonic configuration.
Without electronic jamming and communication suppression, given its performance and that of the J-10, it would be completely locked on and shot down in less than 10 seconds.
[Beep beep beep—Locked! Locked!]
[The left wing is under attack! The right wing is under attack!]
The screen flickered, but the expected scene of the drone going out of control did not appear. Instead, a glaring red warning appeared again, and Chen Bing's anxious shouts came through the headset.
Damn!
There's something wrong with these two drones!
Zhang Hai's eyes suddenly reddened. He didn't bother to analyze why the drone was unaffected by electronic interference and communication suppression. He abruptly pulled up the control stick and pushed the throttle to the floor at the same time.
"Get up!"
Zhang Hai's gums were bleeding from biting them, and he was pressed down on the seat by the powerful overload. His peripheral vision was almost frantically fixed on the drone that was relentlessly biting him and relentlessly attacking from both sides.
Meanwhile, Chen Bing, piloting another J-10 fighter jet, charged frantically toward the two drones, activating radar illumination in an attempt to relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao.
Rumble!
The WS-10 engine roared loudly, and the surging thrust of up to 14 tons propelled the fighter jet into a rapid ascent.
Having witnessed the terrifying maneuverability of these two drones, Zhang Hai understood that such a leapfrog maneuver was simply not enough to avoid being locked on.
Two seconds into the climb, ignoring the dazed feeling in his head from the repeated extreme overloads, he slammed on the control rudder.
crunch--
The fuselage emitted a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.
Zhang Hai suddenly swung to the left, and the fighter jet, which had climbed halfway, tilted sharply, drifting to the right like a high-speed kite, trying to break free from the drone's lock-on angle.
[Beep—Left wing is under attack!]
The drone on the right was shaken off, and the threat to the right wing was eliminated.
But Zhang Hai was not relaxed at all. His eyes were fixed on the drone on the left, hoping that the ghostly drone would not have time to react and would miss its lock-on angle.
But in the next instant, the drone veered in mid-air, like a swallow adjusting its direction, its entire fuselage drawing an arc around the fighter jet, maintaining the locked angle.
[Beep—The same area on the left wing has been continuously attacked for more than 5 seconds. The system has determined that the wing is damaged, the fuel tank is damaged, the aircraft is leaking fuel and on fire... You are no longer combat-ready!]
[Pilot - Falcon, please comply with exercise regulations and leave the exercise area as soon as possible. You have not yet crashed and can still use radio communication!]
"I......"
Zhang Hai stared wide-eyed at the system's judgment before him, his mind going completely blank.
He was an elite pilot, and he was shot down in less than a minute after he entered the battlefield to start fighting.
As for the situation in that one minute, it can only be described with one word—intense!
He was like the popular Temple Run game of the past few months. After taunting the boss at the beginning, he used all his skills to start a fierce escape, but because he was too bad, he was caught and hunted down in less than a minute.
"Brother Hai, I'm being watched! Do you have any suggestions?"
At that moment, Chen Bing's urgent shouts came through the communication channel.
Zhang Hai snapped out of his daze and saw the drone that had just eliminated him break free of Chen Bing's lock-on with a post-stall maneuver. Then, its engine blazed with light, it accelerated into the sky, followed by the familiar inverted U-turn...
But before he could think of a solution, a faint red light flashed before his eyes, and the next second, a red dot fell down.
[Beep beep beep—Locked! Locked!]
[The cockpit is under attack! The cockpit is under attack!]
Zhang Hai looked up and saw that the drone he had finally shaken off on the right had somehow flown above him and was now diving towards his cockpit...
Is this drone some kind of sentient being?
It can even tell that it is only "injured" and not "destroyed", and will then deliver the finishing blow.
Looking at the communication suppression system at full power, Zhang Hai determined that given the size and dimensions of this drone, it could only be designed with anti-interference features at most, and there was no way it had any anti-interference devices. He let out a deep breath.
"Report!"
Zhang Hai glanced at Chen Bing, who was already being pursued by the drone and frantically maneuvering to escape, and dialed the command center's communication: "The Mighty Dragon has fallen, requesting the deployment of the Mighty Dragon!"
[Beep—The cockpit has been under continuous attack for more than 5 seconds. The system has determined that the pilot is dead and the aircraft is destroyed. Pilot-Falcon, please comply with exercise regulations, immediately leave the exercise area, and maintain radio silence throughout!]