"The Honey Badger Squad, reject the request, prohibit the upgrade to the orange level, maintain the blue level, avoid the escalation of conflicts, allow the use of fire-controlled radar to illuminate enemy aircraft, and must not fire first. If attacks are encountered, the highest self-defense authority is allowed. The base has reported the situation of your encounter with Firefly fighters to the Air Force General Staff."

At Frank Air Force Base, Colonel Robert, the highest commander who always pays attention to the close-range battle between the two sides, ponders, weighs the pros and cons, and finally issues an order to reject the request of the Honey Badger Squadron Captain and Commander Snow Fox.

Granting Honey Badgers Squad orange permission weapon warning?

Colonel Robert felt that he wasn't crazy yet!

There is no obvious generation difference between these two Chinese-made FC-20 Firefly fighters and the typhoon. What if the fire warning measures are taken and the other party is regarded as a war act?

What is a fighter?

The high-end war power of state armed forces is expensive and extremely threatening. It is born to seize the supremacy of war air. It usually symbolizes the will and attitude of a country!

Granting the authority to open a fire warning is very likely to lead to the escalation of conflicts and the outbreak of the new century's Cabernet War!

war!

This is a modern war!

As a military chief at a small air base, Robert could not bear the responsibility to provoke a war conflict between the two countries.

It is urgent to maintain the majesty of the Royal Air Force and to immediately expel these two Fc-20 Firefly fighters affiliated to the Argentine Air Force.

Damn China, who dares to export fireflies, isn't he afraid of Russian engines?

"The Honey Badger Squad received, confirmation order, Silver Bird, and the next battle process allowed the use of fire-controlled radar to illuminate."

After receiving the answer from the military chief of the base, Xuehu gritted his teeth, feeling depressed, but he was helpless. He knew the terrible consequences of provoking the war, and did not question or refute, and immediately issued and confirmed a new order to the wingman.

If it were a war era, the Aim-120d medium-range air-to-air missile mounted by the typhoon would have long left this damn Firefly fighter plane dead without a burial place!

Unfortunately, he couldn't and didn't dare.

Except for the supreme leader of the United Kingdom, no one can initiate a war between the 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 will never want to go to war with Argentina at this time!

"Silver Bird confirms the order!" In the encrypted radio channel, the wingman pilot Silver Bird calmly replied: "Snow Fox, he is coming to you again."

"I understand, don't worry, you can use fire-controlled radar. I want to teach this little bug, Silver Bird a lesson, and be vigilant. If the other party reacts violently and launches an attack, you can fire and fight back immediately." The snow fox said gritting his teeth, and a scarlet and cruel color flashed across his eyes.

Although the entire country is unwilling to start a war, it is never afraid of war. As long as the other party dares to fire first, the snow fox will definitely let these two firefly fighters understand what death is!

When participating in the air strike in the Middle East, the snow fox gently pressed the weapon launch button and gave the terrorists thirty tickets to hell.

"Silver Bird received."

The fierce battle in the sky continued, and the two typhoons that obtained the fire-controlled radar illumination authority invisibly increased the intensity again.

The typhoon fighter jet rolled at high speed to the left, turned sharply and deflected, and then quickly dived, then raised his head along an arc and flew in three-dimensional space at high speed, quickly caught a fleeting fighter jet and flew from an outward angle toward the Qingjiao fighter jet with a slightly slower rhythm in the upper right.

slow!

The Argentine fireflies suddenly slowed down a bit.

The snow fox, sitting in the advanced cockpit, turned on the airborne ecr-90 Doppler radar without hesitation. The "Striker" helmet showed that the system attack status was activated, and the Qingjiao fighter jet at a very close range was detected and locked.

The advanced 'Striker' helmet display, standard third-generation level, combined with the aim-9x 'Saturday' fighting missile with large off-axis launch capabilities, can attack aerial targets in the positive and negative 90° fan area, greatly improving the combat effectiveness of close combat.

"drop!"

At this moment, the typhoon fighter jet, which had been untied a layer of shackles, revealed its hideous face. The Qingjiao fighter jet, which was within the locked range, suddenly heard a sharp and anxious sirens from the radar alarm system.

The onboard internal computer obtains data signals, and the surface of the multi-function display screen shows the irradiation frequency of strange fighter jets, and quickly record the relevant frequency parameters.

"Well, it's right. John Bull on the opposite side finally opened the fire control radar, so that I can feel it."

Zhou Hai felt relieved when he heard the radar warning sound in his ears, and his face showed satisfaction. After more than a second, he suddenly pulled the rod with his right hand and fell to the ground. He controlled the Qingjiao fighter to climb up quickly, making Yin Maiman maneuver like flowing water, leaving the locked range.

As a participant who has participated in a more open and friendly exchange, Zhou Hai has no anger or panic.

This is life!

If there was no accompaniment of the radar alarm system, Zhou Hai always felt something was wrong.

These two Johnnie are good people, great good people.

"Zero, the typhoon opposite is fire control radar. Hell, I'm about to be locked. What should I do now?!" The next second, Rosal's panicked shout came as promised, resounding in his communication channel.

A second ago, the sudden sound of the radar warning system in the cockpit scared Rosal and made him feel the real threat of death.

Being locked means that life safety is in the hands of others.

This taste is extremely uncomfortable.

"This group of British birdmen is very proud and only needs a slight mockery. Baker, don't worry, the opponent dares to fire first, continue to temper, try not to be locked for three seconds." Zhou Hai smiled and comforted Rosal.

"Simple ridicule?" Rosal, in a panic, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

God, this is simply touching the extremely sensitive and fat butt of the British, and even poking them with their anus.

Having got what he wanted, Zhou Hai's mouth saw a habitual smile, and his eyes checked the flight parameters and the condition of the fuselage, whispers:

"Now, it's my turn."

Thirty seconds have passed, and the last thirty seconds are left for the safety range. The engine is in normal condition and the body is in excellent condition.

The combat height has dropped from 12,000 meters to 7,000 meters, the air density has increased by a large margin, and the mobility has been restored.

Now that the time is ripe, Zhou Hai is too lazy to get involved with this irritable and arrogant "British Sky Knight".

It's his turn!
Chapter completed!