strictlysupreme Chapter 729 Sheep entering tiger’s mouth
Chapter 729 Sheep entering tiger’s mouth
“Trap! It’s a trap!”
Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell finally understood that the opponent was not a "low-end third-generation aircraft" at all, but a terrifying opponent with super maneuverability and advanced avionics systems!
Their beyond-visual-range attack just now was not due to the advanced missiles, but because their fighter jets themselves have the ability to conduct beyond-visual-range search and attack in a complex electromagnetic environment!
The so-called "close combat" is nothing more than a death trap set by the opponent to lure them into!
Panic spread like a plague among the remaining pilots.
Their proud "Super Hornet" looked like a clumsy toy in front of the other side.
The enemy fighter jets not only possessed super maneuverability that they could not understand, but the technical and tactical levels of their pilots were also far beyond their imagination. Every attack was precise and deadly, and every evasion was incredible.
“Retreat! We must retreat!”
A pilot called desperately over the radio.
"We are no match for them!"
However, it was too late. More J-10Cs came from all directions, and like experienced hunters, they divided and surrounded the remaining Super Hornets and then hunted them down one by one.
An aerial battle that was originally regarded by General Harris as a "chicken-eagled game" turned into a one-sided massacre.
The most advanced carrier-based fighter jet of the United States seems so vulnerable in front of the J-10C of the Dragon Kingdom.
Their proud maneuverability, fire control systems and electronic warfare capabilities pale in comparison to their opponents.
Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell, flying his Super Hornet, was helplessly attacked by several J-10C fighter jets.
He tried his best and performed one difficult evasive move after another, but he was still unable to break free from the opponent's lock.
He saw his wingman get hit by a missile and explode in a ball of fire in the air;
He saw another friendly plane trying to fight back, but was easily dodged by the other party with an incredible move, and then torn to pieces by the missile that followed.
Despair washed over him like an icy tide.
He knew that there was no suspense in this battle anymore.
They are like a group of sheep that have strayed into a pack of wolves. There is no other possibility except being slaughtered.
"The Eagle Sauce Naval Aviation... is over..."
This was the last thought that flashed through Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell's mind before he was hit by the missile.
There was dead silence in the combat command center of the flagship USS Eisenhower.
Admiral Harris looked on with a deathly pale face as he watched the last green light representing his own fighter plane on the main display screen go out.
In just over ten minutes of fighting, all twenty-four of the most advanced "Super Hornets" were wiped out, with no one surviving.
This result is even more unacceptable than the F-15's disastrous defeat over Stalingrad.
Because this time, even though they thought they had technical and tactical advantages, they were completely defeated by the opponent in an almost humiliating manner.
“How could this happen… How could this happen…”
Admiral Harris muttered to himself, his eyes empty, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
The air strike force that he was proud of and the "Thunder Sword" operation he carefully planned were as fragile as paper in front of the mysterious and powerful air force of the Dragon Kingdom.
First mate Lieutenant Commander Hansen stood aside, his face equally pale, but his eyes showed a hint of complicated emotions.
He remembered his previous concerns and advice, but now, it was too late.
The other officers in the CIC were also in deep shock and fear.
They couldn't understand how Longguo had developed such terrifying air combat capabilities in such a short period of time.
The fighter jets that were ahead of their time, the incredible maneuvers, and the precise and deadly missile attacks completely overturned their understanding of modern air combat.
"Sir... what should we do now?"
A young staff officer asked in a trembling voice, breaking the silence in the command center.
Admiral Harris slowly raised his head, his empty eyes slowly regaining focus.
As the fleet commander, he cannot fall.
Even after such a devastating defeat, he was responsible for the remaining fleet and soldiers.
"Order...Order all surface ships to form an air defense formation immediately!"
His voice was hoarse and tired.
"E-2D early warning aircraft and EA-18G electronic warfare aircraft, at all costs, monitor enemy movements and provide maximum electronic cover! All air defense missiles... all on standby!"
He knew that this might just be a futile struggle.
Since the enemy was able to wipe out his "Super Hornet" formation so easily, how long could his fleet's air defense system last in the face of these mysterious Dragon Country fighter jets?
However, just as he was about to issue further defensive orders, a new report suddenly came from the early warning aircraft, and the voice was full of disbelief.
"Sir! Those... those Dragon planes... they... they are withdrawing! Instead of continuing to approach our fleet, they are turning back to Yugoslavia!"
Admiral Harris was stunned.
Evacuated? Why?
They had clearly gained overwhelming air superiority, so why didn't they press on and pursue his victory to completely destroy his fleet?
This is totally inconsistent with military common sense!
Unless… unless their target was never his fleet in the first place, but only those Super Hornets that attacked Yugoslavia.
Or perhaps, this is just a warning from the Dragon Kingdom, a naked show of force, aimed at telling the Eagle Sauce not to try to cross the red line on the Yugoslav issue.
Admiral Harris felt a deep sense of powerlessness and humiliation.
He realized that he and his fleet might have been manipulated by the Dragon Kingdom from the very beginning.
The enemy used a textbook aerial stranglehold battle to completely destroy the pride of the American naval aviation force and completely shattered his expectations for this war.
"Order the second attack wave...cancel takeoff plan."
Admiral Harris spoke with difficulty, each word seeming to weigh a thousand pounds.
"All aircraft return to deck, fleet... fleet maintains highest alert, retreat west... west twenty nautical miles, and reassess the situation."
He knew that this order meant admitting failure and that his carefully planned "special military operation" had suffered a devastating blow within just a few hours of its launch.
But he had no choice. In the face of the Dragon Kingdom's unfathomable military strength, any toughness would only lead to greater losses.
The sun is still shining brightly over the blue Adriatic Sea, but for the American Sixth Fleet, this day is undoubtedly the darkest day in its history.
Twenty-four of the most advanced "Super Hornets" and their elite pilots disappeared forever in this sea area.
The ghostly figure and incredible maneuverability of the Dragon J-10C fighter will become an indelible nightmare in the hearts of all surviving American naval officers and soldiers.
The world's sky seems to be quietly changing color...