RBCT Chapter 3325 Two missiles, 2 meters!
Chapter 3325 Two missiles, 2 meters!
Chapter 3325 Two missiles, two thousand meters!
"A 90% success rate? Are you sure?"
Mr. Peng's expression remained calm, but his fingers were clenched tightly together, and he was even more nervous inside.
What does a 90% success rate signify?
This means that as long as you follow this method, you can hit the target.
Of course, this is on the premise that the calculations are accurate, strictly followed, and precise.
Even so, it reassured them.
The previous anxiety has finally given me some confidence.
"Peng, I think we should strike while the iron is hot, we can't wait any longer."
Wang Huzi said anxiously from the side, "Every minute that passes now could increase the risk of being exposed."
Does anyone know if the United States has any high-tech equipment that allows for real-time viewing?
If the secrets of the Gobi Desert were exposed, it would be a very serious dereliction of duty.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaotao nodded and said, "President Peng, I think we can give it a try."
"Even if we fail, we can improve and learn from our experience. As long as the balloon is still in our country, we have a chance."
President Peng nodded, "This matter can't be delayed any longer; the longer it's delayed, the worse it will be for us."
"Especially at night, the sky is so high, who knows where it will fly in one night!"
"Yes, it's better to strike sooner rather than later!"
As Wang Huzi was speaking, Boss Peng looked directly at the two of them and asked, "How's the plane? Is the airport ready? Are the personnel in place?"
Wang Huzi immediately nodded, "President Peng, after the trial and rehearsal, everything is ready."
"it is good!"
Peng took a deep breath. "Where are the pilots?"
"No problem, they arrived two hours early and have already rested."
Secretary Qian replied from the side.
Where's the plane?
Wu Zhe stepped forward and said, "The ground crew just finished their inspection, and there are no problems. We are fully ready to go into battle."
"So, everything is ready?"
President Peng scanned the crowd and asked solemnly.
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "President Peng, no problem."
After saying that, he patted his chest, and Xiao Wei's voice appeared in his mind.
"Master, shall we make a move?"
"No rush, let's take a look first!"
"Ok!"
Yang Xiaotao brought Xiao Wei along as a last resort, out of insurance.
Just consider it divine retribution, a punishment struck by lightning!
He doesn't care whether others believe him or not!
Of course, it would be best if Xiaowei didn't need to intervene.
"Okay, let's get started."
After a moment of silence, President Peng shook his fist in mid-air, and everyone nodded in unison.
With Mr. Peng nodding, a new round of battle immediately began.
airport.
Huo Shengxiao and the other four people who came from Beijing sat together, while Wang Fenghua and Liu Zhiwei sat opposite them.
"Instructor, this is the information Yang Hai and his team obtained."
"Thirty-five thousand meters, I should be able to hold on!"
Huo Sheng nodded without saying a word.
But his eyes were full of relief.
Back when they came to the Northwest to train these young men to fly Blue Horse fighter jets, everyone was full of vigor and high spirits.
Who would have thought that, in the blink of an eye, the obedient students would do what they wanted to do ahead of time.
"They did a great job!"
Xiao Si sighed to himself, then glanced at Huo Sheng.
"I heard Chang Kong and the others are coming too?"
Huo Sheng nodded. "Old Chang has also received orders, but he is currently waiting in Shengjing."
"If we don't finish, they'll have to step in!"
"In short, we'll fight to the death to take it!"
Xiao Si nodded, then smiled and said, "Let them wait in Shengjing. This is none of their business!"
buzzing...
The airport alarm suddenly went off, and everyone jumped up in a flurry.
"Quickly, assemble!"
The sound of airport staff came from the entrance, and everyone immediately ran outside.
When they arrived outside the airport, they saw a general standing to the side waiting.
Huo Sheng and the others quickly stepped forward and lined up.
"Comrade Huo Sheng, you have received orders from headquarters to take off immediately."
"Two aircraft in formation, awaiting further instructions!"
"Yes!"
Huo Sheng didn't say much. He glanced at Xiao Si behind him and the two old friends who came with him, nodded, and ran towards the plane.
Wang Fenghua glanced at the others and then ran towards his landline.
Soon, two modified Blue Horse fighter jets carrying a blade missile appeared on the airport runway.
The control tower reported that the two aircraft had taken off one after another, and then received a notification from the command center.
"Thunder, Thunder, this is command post, please respond."
"Thunder One received!"
Huo Sheng responded.
"Thunderbolt II received!"
Wang Qiang, who was in the wingman's plane, spoke up to answer.
"Thunder, Thunder, it's me, Yang Xiaotao!"
Another voice came from the communicator, and the group immediately became serious.
To others, Yang Xiaotao might be Director Yang or General Manager Yang.
But to them, Yang Xiaotao has only one identity: Engineer Yang!
The designer of the White Horse fighter plane.
Privately, people gave Yang Xiaotao a nickname: Father of Blue Horse!
It's fair to say that Yang Xiaotao holds a significant place in their hearts.
"Thunder, please note that your choices from now on will determine the success or failure of this operation!"
Yang Xiaotao's voice was as steady as ever, giving the group a sense of reassurance.
"Based on the battle trajectories we simulated using computers, if you choose to fight at 33,000 meters..."
After Yang Xiaotao finished explaining the results, Huo Sheng remained silent for only a second before resolutely saying, "President Yang, for us, there has never been a choice!"
"If, if improving by 100 meters could increase our chances of winning even slightly, we would not hesitate to continue upwards!"
Huo Sheng did not give a definite answer, but made the final choice.
After a three-second silence, Yang Xiaotao's voice suddenly became serious.
"Comrades, I understand your determination and I appreciate your spirit of sacrifice and dedication."
"But this time is different; I need you to strictly obey the rules."
"I need you to carry out the attack strictly according to the plan. What speed, what angle, what time to launch, you need to do it exactly as I say."
"Otherwise, if problems arise, not only will we have accomplished nothing, but we will also have to be held accountable!"
"Do you understand?"
As Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, his tone became serious, and Huo Sheng and the other three immediately understood what he meant.
"Yes, sir! We will carry out the mission without hesitation!"
"it is good!"
Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and then said, "Then, tell me your choice!"
"Report, Thunder One, select 35,000 meters to launch the missile!"
"Report, Thunderbolt II has also chosen 35,000 meters!"
"it is good!"
Yang Xiaotao's voice came through the communicator, followed by a muffled sound, indistinctly saying that he was on the phone.
"Thunder One, Thunder Two."
Please note.
"From now on, act strictly according to instructions!"
"Yes!"
The two men looked serious and waited for Yang Xiaotao's instructions.
Meanwhile, after determining the flight altitude, Yang Xiaotao repeated the airflow speed reading, and then Lu Tao relayed the angle and speed over the phone.
In the air, Huo Sheng and his two companions had arrived at the flight zone as planned.
The communicator suddenly rang, and the two men looked serious.
"Thunder One, at your attention!"
"Thunder One, at your attention!"
"Thunder One received!"
Huo Sheng answered, followed by Yang Xiaotao's voice: "Fly from the northwest to an altitude of 35,000 meters, with a terminal speed of 300 meters per second. Adjust the angle with the target to 65 degrees, and launch the missile!"
"Repeat, from the northwest..."
After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Huo Sheng immediately replied, "Thunder One understands, from the northwest direction..."
"Thunder One confirmed, prepare to attack!"
"We can attack! We can attack!"
As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Huo Sheng immediately hung up the call.
The next moment, Huo Sheng began to accelerate the plane.
"Old Xiao, it's time to go!"
Xiao Si nodded, "Don't worry about me, I'll definitely make it to the end!"
"Of course, even if you're asleep, I can still drive back!"
"Hehe, let me remind you, the word 'failure' doesn't exist in my dictionary!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Thunder One began to adjust its angle and then rushed into the air.
Thunder II arrived behind Thunder I, while Wang Fenghua and the others watched from the side in their planes.
In my sight, Thunder One could be seen rushing into the sky as swiftly as a Smurf.
In his field of vision, Huo Sheng felt that the world was only one color, so white that his eyes could not discern directions.
Xiao Si's voice came from behind, "Thirty-three thousand, angle seventy!"
"Thirty-four thousand, angle sixty-eight!"
"Old Huo Sheng, my eyes are a bit blurry. You fly the plane yourself, and I'll do my best to report the numbers!"
"Okay, leave it to me!"
Huo Sheng strained to open his eyes wide, staring at the silvery-white target not far away.
"Thirty-four thousand five, angle sixty-six!"
"Adjust it immediately!"
"understand!"
"Arrived, accurate, launch!"
"emission!"
"emission!"
The two worked in perfect harmony; as soon as Xiao Si finished shouting, Huo Sheng immediately launched the missile.
The next moment, the plane began to decelerate, and Huo Sheng struggled to control the plane as it descended.
At the same time, I tried to open my eyes and look at the sky.
Soon, a trajectory flew through the air, and just as the missile's kinetic energy was about to be exhausted, the missile exploded.
In the firelight, a silver-white blade flew out.
"It looks like it hit!"
Huo Sheng's expression was blurry, and he could not be seen clearly.
I could vaguely see a wave of blades enveloping the entire balloon.
The next moment, the plane began to descend.
Meanwhile, the command center anxiously awaited news.
The next moment, the observers around the balloon sent a message.
"Command post! Command post!"
"A perfect hit! The blade hits its target precisely!"
Wow…
Inside the command center, General Peng and Wang Huzi raised their arms, while Yang Xiaotao and Secretary Qian hugged each other, their excited voices shouting out.
"It's a success! It's a success!"
"Xiao Yang, you're really good! You really can do it!"
The group shouted excitedly.
"Wait! Wait!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the communicator again. Yang Xiaotao quickly picked it up, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Command center! Command center! The balloon hasn't burst! The balloon hasn't burst!"
An anxious voice came again, and this time the noise in the command center came to an abrupt halt.
"What happened? Didn't it hit? Why didn't it break?"
"Yes, why didn't it break?" General Peng asked anxiously. Wang Huzi also looked surprised.
Yang Xiaotao frowned, while the others experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, with Secretary Qian clutching his chest.
"It may have been made of special materials."
Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and said seriously, then picked up the communicator and shouted, "Pay close attention, pay close attention."
"Thunderbolt Two, prepare! Thunderbolt Two, prepare!"
Yang Xiaotao gripped the communicator, then picked up the satellite communication device again and dialed out.
"Damn it, if one shot isn't enough, then let's do another."
"Peng, have other planes at the airport carry blade missiles. If they hit their targets, it means it's feasible."
"Old Wang, your Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry shall continue production."
"it is good!"
"no problem!"
"Thunderbolt Two received! Thunderbolt Two received!"
Wang Qiang spoke calmly.
Huo Sheng and Xiao Si had regained their vision, but seeing the balloon still floating in the sky, both of them looked unwell.
They hit the target, but the mission was still not complete.
"Xiao Si, is he still capable?"
Huo Sheng wiped his face and asked without turning his head.
Xiao Si grinned, "No problem!"
After saying that, the two piloted the plane towards the airport.
Just like Yang Xiaotao said, if one shot isn't enough, then two or three.
I refuse to believe I can't hit him!
Soon, Yang Xiaotao reported another set of data. With Thunder No. 1 as an example, Thunder No. 2 immediately entered combat mode.
Wang Fenghua kept his eyes fixed on Thunder II as it took off, then piloted the plane to begin its descent.
They need to turn back to mount the blade missiles.
As for whether their vehicle can fly to 35,000 meters, since Yang Hai can, then he certainly can too.
boom!
The missile exploded, and another shower of silver blades flew toward the balloon.
This time, the pilots below observed very carefully, and the combat situation was being broadcast live over their communicators.
"Hit! Hit! Hit!"
"The balloon is still in the sky, it's still there!"
The sound was transmitted to the command center via a communicator.
This time, Yang Xiaotao, Peng Zong, Wang Huzi, and the others remained calm, but their expressions were unusually solemn.
"What if it doesn't work?"
Wang Huzi approached Yang Xiaotao and asked in a low voice.
Yang Xiaotao frowned and remained silent.
It must be said that the United States is far ahead in terms of technological development.
He was certain that the balloon was made of something extraordinary.
There might even be other advanced technologies inside, otherwise how could it not leak air after being hit by a bunch of blades?
Just as silence fell over the command center, and just as General Peng was preparing to take off the backup planes to continue the attack, a sudden exclamation came through the communicator: "It's descending! The balloon's altitude is decreasing! It's descending!"
The next moment, Wang Huzi snatched the communicator, "What, what?"
Say it again! Say it again!
"Command, we've spotted the balloon decreasing in altitude! It's decreasing!"
The observer's excited voice came through the communicator, and then everyone in the command center started calling out.
"It works! It works!"
"Keep going, keep going!"
As Mr. Peng shouted enthusiastically, Yang Xiaotao breathed a sigh of relief.
If it works, that's good.
We'll grind it down, even if it takes time!
Ten minutes later, a new message came in.
"Command post! Command post!"
"We observed the balloon descend by two thousand meters."
"Current altitude: 38,000 meters!"
Thirty-eight thousand!
"Two missiles, descended two thousand meters!"
His voice was filled with joy. After a moment of silence in the command post, General Peng kicked away the stool next to him and roared at Yang Xiaotao, "Load the missiles! Load the missiles! Bomb them down for me!"
38,000 meters, their missiles can reach that distance!
While Mr. Peng was calling out, Mr. Wang had already connected to the airport phone.
"Bomb it down!"