Chapter 65

Want a drink?

What kind of drink?

Chen Fei wished he could knock this big bear unconscious with a bottle.

Drunk driving a car, you get your license suspended and fined, and spend half a year in jail. Drunk driving a plane, you should be shot for half an hour.

From a distance, he saw the动作 of Squadron Leader Chekhov in the cockpit of No. 211, tilting his head back to drink. As the main pilot of the wingman, "Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius rubbed her forehead, speechless.

"This guy, here we go again!"

They say men are just big kids, when will this bear grow up?

Drinking heavily, boasting, and playing with women, can't he have some more serious hobbies?

Like singing Peking opera, Kunqu, or Huangmei opera, playing cricket or golf, writing novels, reciting poetry, playing basketball, or kicking a soccer ball, or even running around on the green field to release excess hormones!

Big Bear Chekhov: "Yilini, dear! Are you trying to kill me?!"

The bottle didn't fly over, and Chekhov didn't care. He took it back and drank it all, not leaving a drop.

He belched loudly, smacked his lips, and felt very good!

Unfortunately, there was no food to go with the drink. If there were two large slices of salted fatty meat, it would be even better.

Chen Fei started to inhale oxygen, looking around the cockpit to see if he could open a seam to refresh the air inside. He had no doubt that if he struck a match, the air filled with alcohol would ignite immediately.

"Rookie, let me teach you a trick!"

The drunk bear started boasting, but the plane still flew steadily. Emm... maybe it was a natural reaction, purely muscle memory, the brain didn't matter.

"Devil Pepper is probably still teaching you how to play video games. With her level, uh!~ at most she can teach you to fly a farm plane. If you want to dogfight in the sky, no, uh!!~ dogfight, uh!!!~ you're far from it."

The entire squadron's communication channel echoed with the drunk bear's boasting.

"..."

In the cockpit of the wingman, "Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius was gritting her teeth, her face pale with anger.

What this woman, that woman, it was pure machismo, this was a setup for a punch.

Chen Fei: "..."

He wanted to return to the base alive, his salary was almost due, he didn't want it to become a death benefit.

Chekhov continued to ramble, oblivious.

"Remember, the three essentials of air combat: first, and most important, strike first. The one who strikes first wins, the one who strikes second loses. Resolutely fire the first shot."

"Second, use your full strength immediately, don't hold back. Launch all your missiles, holding back is suicide."

"Third, run after you shoot, don't hesitate. The best hunter often appears as prey, that's all nonsense to fool children. Times have changed, if a missile bites you, you're dead!"

"Besides the three essentials of air combat, remember, the most dangerous thing in air combat is not a dragon, not a fighter, not a bomber, not even a warship, but an early warning aircraft. This thing is purely a hedgehog. Once the radar identifies an early warning aircraft and there are not enough friendly forces nearby, don't think about it, run away immediately!"

Chen Fei blinked, taking notes, but still couldn't understand.

Early warning aircraft? Hedgehog?

If you say the early warning aircraft is full of radar antennas and looks like a hedgehog, he believed it!

But to say it's as prickly as a missile, what the hell is this!

"‘Peanut Butter’ is right. I was going to tell you when you got on the plane, but now that he's said it, just remember! Don't provoke an early warning aircraft unless you have a numerical advantage and can completely suppress it, otherwise, you have no chance."

"Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius's voice came through the radio to Chen Fei's ears.

Early warning aircraft are naturally designed to cheat, true·cheat·unstoppable. Air combat formations with and without early warning aircraft are completely different. Early warning aircraft are called force multipliers in air combat, and they are not just a name.

Chen Fei asked tentatively, "Isn't an early warning aircraft just an airborne radar?"

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run. Early warning aircraft, as the name suggests, provide early warning, detect targets in advance, and command the overall situation, ready to engage at the first opportunity.

"Not just an airborne radar, but a large command and control platform."

On the way back to the air base, Yilini·Louxius took the opportunity to give this real rookie a lesson, so he wouldn't be clueless and be laughed at.

She continued, "Imagine when you encounter an enemy early warning aircraft. The enemy's powerful radar detects you in advance, and nearby fighters launch missiles. Under the control of the early warning aircraft, missiles fly at you from all directions. Do you think you can escape?"

Chen Fei answered without hesitation, "No!"

"There's another situation. If the early warning aircraft is one-on-one with you, the enemy only needs to launch a directed high-power electromagnetic pulse or use other electronic warfare techniques. Your fighter will be unable to lock onto targets and may even lose control. If you're lucky, you might glide to a forced landing. If you're unlucky, like a jet, you'll crash and can only eject to save your life."

Yilini·Louxius taught earnestly.

The return trip took over three hours. Since they had nothing else to do, it became a live lesson. The entire afternoon, they were part of the "True Fragrance" combat flight squadron.

Chen Fei, sitting in the rear seat of No. 211, took notes quickly, not missing a word.

These were all key points. Even if he might not really face an early warning aircraft in the future, it was better to be prepared. He noted them down just in case.

Chen Fei humbly asked, "Besides running away, is there any other way to deal with an early warning aircraft?"

The drunk Chekhov answered first, "Only EMP (electromagnetic pulse weapon) and early warning aircraft can counter each other. Electronic warfare against electronic warfare, or you can pray that the enemy's electronic system fails, hahahaha!"

Being drunk was no problem, he was still professional. Ura!~~~

"Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius added, "Theoretically, that's true, but early warning aircraft never fly alone. They are not fighting alone. They can mobilize nearby friendly air forces and even ground tactical units, relying on numerical superiority."

"What about anti-radiation missiles?"

Chen Fei remembered that not long ago, the 214 and 215 aircraft of the "True Fragrance" combat flight squadron had swept the land-based radars and anti-aircraft guns of the 897 air base using anti-radiation missiles, knocking them out in one clean strike, making them defenseless.

The early warning aircraft's treasure is its radar. Knocking out the radar antenna of an early warning aircraft would cripple it, wouldn't it?

Chekhov pursed his lips and muttered, "Anti-radiation missiles are air-to-ground missiles, how could they?"

What kind of unconventional tactic is this.

"Never tried, but if modified, anti-radiation missiles might work."

"Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius thought for a moment and gave some affirmation. However, the use of anti-radiation missiles has many restrictions and is often less convenient than air-to-air missiles. It might be more straightforward to use an EMP, causing both sides' electronic systems to fail, or for both sides' early warning aircraft to face off, testing their hard power.

So far, no early warning aircraft has been shot down, but they have shot down many air superiority fighters.

Even in a one-on-one or one-against-many situation, this toothless tiger cannot be underestimated.

"Devil Pepper, if..."

Chen Fei, holding his notebook, continued to ask questions.

...

The communication channel of the "True Fragrance" combat flight squadron became a classroom for Chen Fei and Deputy Squadron Leader "Devil Pepper" Yilini·Louxius. They asked and answered questions happily, making full use of the time without any delay.

The big bear Chekhov occasionally chimed in, but when it came to professional matters, his drunken rambling was less frequent.

The others listened in, finding it quite interesting, and the return trip was not boring.

Three and a half hours later, the external fuel tanks were empty, and the internal fuel tanks of the five A-39B "Big Mouth" light turboprop attack aircraft were down to a small half. They lowered their landing gear and landed one after another.

Before they even came to a stop, the pilots jumped out of the cockpits, rushed to the grass beside the runway, and relieved themselves, streams of urine shooting out far and wide.

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