"We came for the enemy's fighter plane, how can we leave at this time?" Harry Mosan was also a little excited.

It's time to test the true performance of Chinese missiles.

If you are effective, you will be able to get better and eat more and eat more and drink more. If you can't beat one of them, the consequences will be very serious.

"Lieutenant Colonel, we have a batch of ammunition here, once it is bombed by the opponent's bomb..." the lieutenant said anxiously, "and our air defense forces do not have enough ammunition, so it is difficult for them to evacuate."

"You go and do your business. We will take care of it ourselves if we have something to do!" said Ibrahim.

Most of the people he brought showed a look of panic and fear on their faces.

Once this place is blown up, they will be completely finished.

"They may not be able to find this place. Let's go to the radar station and be prepared. As long as they really come, let them try the air defense missiles from China." Ibrahim was angry with his men.

They are not frontline personnel.

The Iraq-Iraq War has been fighting for so long, and they have never been so close to the battlefield in one day.

Iran's air force threatens Baghdad?

That's a joke. In the 1980s, there was no city in the world that was stronger than Iraq's air defense system.

Saddam spent a lot of money to cover the entire Baghdad in the Soviet Union's most advanced air defense system and established the world's most complete air defense system. The Soviet Union's most advanced large radar system, various types of air defense missiles, air defense high-air guns and air defense machine gun positions will definitely not be able to chew on the Iranians.

Therefore, these officers who belong to the logistics system do not feel that the war is close.

Now on the front line, the fighter planes shivered and more than ten kilometers were getting closer.

Victory is the country and the president, and their lives are theirs.

"Bring our air defense missiles! It's useless to be afraid, you know the consequences." Harry Mosan did not despise his colleagues.

Ibrahim had already walked forward, carrying a vanguard shoulder-mounted missile on his shoulder.

Harry Mosan's words did not relax the fearful colleagues, but became even more scared and no one moved for a while.

"Major, where are the Iranian fighter jets?" The radar station at the transit station is composed of a radar vehicle with a SA-3 air defense missile system, with an effective detection distance of 48 kilometers.

When Ibrahim came over, the barrel of the anti-aircraft gun position had been raised high, and the small number of anti-aircraft shells were already placed next to the anti-aircraft gun.

Once Iranian planes come, these shells will fly towards the fighter planes in the sky.

"We are still more than ten kilometers away, and I hope they won't know where we are." said the captain of the air defense anti-aircraft artillery company at the supply station, "Otherwise, we will be in trouble."

The war has been fighting for more than four years.

The warring sides did not have too much ammunition reserved.

At an altitude of 8,000 meters above the fronts of both sides, the pilots of the Iranian Air Force were running around, watching the fires rising from time to time on the ground.

"Major Zairi, what is our mission?" All pilots in the entire fighter formation were looking for Iraqi fighters. The function of the fighter jets was to fight against the opponent's fighter jets, but they had them take bombs to blew the targets on the ground.

Major Zairi, who was leading the team in front, was an ace pilot of the Iranian Air Force. He was already there during the Pahlavi Dynasty.

He was the first Iranian pilot to come into contact with the F-14 fighter jet.

But these days, he has made him extremely frustrated.

"The Iraqi fighter planes will not appear. No trace of them is found within a radius of 200 kilometers. According to their respective tasks, complete the mission and return as soon as possible!" Zairi looked at the radar again. "Horel, Kaza, you go and blow up their supply station!"

No red dot appeared on the radar display of the f-14.

Even if the Iraqis come here, they are not so fast.

"Received, we will finish work soon." After answering the two F-14 pilots following Major Zairi, they left the formation and rushed towards the supply station where Ibrahim was.

"I hope they have reserved enough ammunition, otherwise our bombs will be wasted again." Although it is only a ten-kilometer position, with the cruising speed of the F-14, it will only take one or two minutes.

"It would be better if their fighter fleet appeared."

Two fighter jets flew over from the formation, and the air defense intelligence at the entire supply station instantly let out a shrill scream.

The anti-aircraft gun barrels began to prepare in the direction of the plane.

"Splitting apart, attract their anti-aircraft gun fire!" When the two F-14 pilots were about to arrive above the supply station, they scattered one left and one right, and the ground air defense firepower did not fire.

"They are here! Why haven't they opened fire?" Ibrahim looked at the data on the radar display. The Iranian fighter jets were always at a height of 6,000 meters, and even if they were parked at that position, the missiles in their hands could not reach them.

"Reduce the height, otherwise they will not open fire!" Horrell and others learned about the Iraqi air defense forces, and the ground air defense forces also knew about them.

In recent years, such games have never been played a lot, and in the end no F-14 was shot down by ground air defense fire.

Two fighter jets kept hovering downwards, 5500 meters, 5000 meters, 4500 meters, 4000 meters, 4000 meters...

The ground anti-aircraft artillery did not fire at all.

"Are there no air defense forces here?" Until the F-14 was lowered to a height of 3,000 meters, the ground air defense artillery still did not fire.

"This is impossible! Their standard equipment, knowing we will blow them up anytime..."

The two discussed and lowered another two hundred meters.

Until the altitude was lowered to 2,700 meters, the captain of the air defense company roared and issued an order: "Fire!"

"Dong!Dong!Dong..."

The anti-aircraft artillery that had been prepared had been launched suddenly, and the hot shells fired from the gun barrels were dragging the dark red light towards the fighter planes in the sky.

"Pull up!" The two F-14 pilots were prepared for a long time. When they saw the ground anti-aircraft guns fire, they suddenly pulled the joystick and climbed towards a higher sky.

"Ceasefire!" had no effect, there were not many shells, and the captain saw the enemy fighter planes climbing on the radar display, and decisively issued an order.

"Sure enough, their anti-aircraft guns are here! Kaza, are you first or me?" Horrell asked Kaza in the radio call system.

"Be careful, don't be beaten by them!" Major Zairi's relaxed voice came from the distant sky.

Kaza didn't say anything, pushed the joystick forward, and the fighter suddenly dived downward.

"Open fire!"

The anti-aircraft anti-aircraft gun that had ceased fire roared again.

The f-14 that was pounced down rose again and rushed towards the altitude at a high angle.

The ground had just ceased, and another F-14 dived again, repeating continuously.

In a few minutes, no matter what the anti-aircraft artillery on the ground could no longer roar.

"The Iraqis are playing tricks again, Kaza, found their radar station and supply warehouse..." Since the sky had not yet completely lit up and the ground was not bright, the sky could not see clearly the situation on the ground.

The Iraqis ceasefire is to reduce the altitude of Iranian fighter jets. Whether it is bomb dropping or ground air defense firepower range, the altitude is lower and naturally more accurate.

"Captain, why did they stop? Their fighter planes are still roaring in the sky." Ibrahim was also very upset. Two red dots on the radar kept running around. He could not see the trajectory of the fighter planes in the sky on the ground and could not initially lock the target before launching.

"We have no shells!" said the captain bitterly, "We must evacuate immediately! They already know the location of our anti-aircraft artillery position."

"What is the minimum height they maintain?" asked Harry Mosan.

It would be even better if the radar target could be transmitted into their shoulder-mounted missiles.

If you really have to continue ordering this kind of air defense missile from the Chinese, you must give it to them.

"They have no shells! Reduce the altitude!" Horrell tried several times, and the flight altitude was getting lower and lower, even lowered to an eight hundred meters. There was no light from the anti-aircraft guns on the ground, which made him excited. "Kaza, come down, they have no shells!"

"Boom!" The first bomb fell from the belly of the f-14 and suddenly burst out with a fire. "I saw it, right next to it, blow it up there!"

The first bomb was dropped off, but the flames allowed the fighter jets not far from the ground to see clearly the situation around the bomb's landing point.

It was originally used for air combat and air defense, and the Americans transformed them into fighters with ground attack capabilities to provide them to Iran. When the Iranians cut off relations with the United States and were unable to obtain sufficient air-to-ground missiles, they transformed the F-14 into a fighter bomber that could launch heavy aviation bombers...

"Here you come, prepare to launch!" At this time, the F-14 fighter jets in the sky were less than 600 meters above the ground.

Ibrahim and Harry Mosan were carrying a vanguard missile and half-kneeled on the ground. They were just less than a hundred meters away from the explosion site.

The fighter planes in the sky have already appeared faintly.

"Prepare to drop bombs!" Horrell and Kaza have always been very careful. As long as the situation is wrong, they can get out of this area in an instant.

The Iraqis really have no shells.

Seeing that the bomb was getting closer and closer, Horrell and Kaza opened the safety on the joystick almost at the same time and prepared to drop the bomb.

Just press the drop button and their task is completed.

"Dididi..." The moment the two were about to press the bomb, the radar system of the f-14 was prompted to be locked.

"Air defense missile! Climb! Climb!" Carter was behind and saw a bright light passing through the night sky and rushing towards Horrell not far from him. The speed was much faster than the air defense missiles he had encountered before.

"Boom!" Before Horrell could react, the missile exploded at the tail...

F-14 shaking for a while, and then Horrell lost control of the fighter plane...
Chapter completed!