() The shadow of the advance team’s failure shrouded the entire teaching group.

Although no one is so optimistic that one guy can win a fight, but if there is a chance that one of them can be caught, the entire regiment can win in front of those arrogant and contemptuous furry bear mecha soldiers.

But no one thought that a group of good players could not even catch a feather from the "blackbird".

Only then did we realize the meaning of Captain Korninov's frown - neither of the two options was easy to deal with, and we were overly optimistic.

At this point, everyone had no choice but to temporarily put aside the "grey smile" issue that was being studied so enthusiastically, and held a group meeting. We didn't particularly want to join in the fun, but we just couldn't do it.

On the night when the "Blackbird" returned, it threw some "interesting" information captured on the TV station. The one we intercepted had been hovering in the Treaty Army position for an unknown period of time. The information it broadcast was mixed, full of surprises, and everything.

Han, Shangzhi is with his lover

From the major general taking a fancy mandarin duck bath in the bathroom, to the soldier with his bare buttocks in the cold wind howling semi-open-air toilet, everyone has seen it. However, the penetrating camera equipped with this thing has extremely high definition and is photogenic.

The faces of all the subjects are so precise that they can be distinguished.

The treaty army, who had become extras for free, was furious. They sprayed the mecha soldiers and air defense troops with blood from top to bottom, and issued heavy penalties: which mecha troops would be involved in the "Blackbird" invasion?

If he cannot shoot him down in his defense zone, his unit designation will be revoked immediately!

Although our household registration is registered in the Republic of China and cannot be canceled visually, no one will forget the two evil stars, one fat and one thin, who stayed in the military academy, and the one who is still alive and well, and it is estimated that he will be for a long time.

Admiral Londenev is alive and well.

As a result, the plan to deal with the "Blackbird" was also put on the agenda. Two tasks were taken over at once, and the big guys who were already overloaded complained even more.

I am very happy to see this kind of scene, and I secretly hope that everyone will take advantage of this time to be busy and let me go.

The materials given by Edith were quickly cracked by Abalone, and everyone made a copy. I took a quick look and found that this type of aircraft is actually an old concept from the old century. It relies on ultra-high speed, stealth, and electronic interference for reconnaissance.

Break through the opponent's air defense network to steal intelligence or carry out attacks. You can't see it, you can't catch it, and it will blind you every time you encounter it. It is the most disgusting equipment in the old century.

However, judging from yesterday's battle, the disgusting nature of this thing is still applicable in the new century.

The next night, everyone gathered in the cafeteria for a meeting. A group of people who had been working in a harsh working environment for a long time were unkempt and smelly.

Just say what you want to say.

"Or just ignore the radar as soon as it encounters interference, and use the optical sight to lock on the enemy!"

"That's nonsense. It's dark at night. Even with night vision goggles, the visual distance is no more than five kilometers. According to the intelligence of Mr. Chen and the others, our aircraft has entered the interference zone at a distance of sixty kilometers. Just look at it.

"

"Since it can interfere, then we might as well find a way to get Miss Edith to get more medium- and long-range air-to-air missiles. Once the target is caught, it will be a saturation attack!"

"Brother, please wake up. Even the treaty army itself is insufficiently equipped for active bombing. Where can we find saturation attack ammunition for us? Besides, we don't know the maximum working distance of this electronic jamming equipment. What if we hack one of our own?

Responsible."

"Either try this formation..."

"No, no, it's too obvious, and..."

There was a lot of noise and chaos. I made a suggestion, but unfortunately someone rejected it immediately. Usually I still like this kind of discussion where everyone rolls up their sleeves and joins the battle. Refuting and being refuted are commonplace.

But this time I don’t know why, but he became irritable as if he had suffered a big loss. He immediately jumped up angrily, and even had a lively quarrel with the other party. Finally, he was forced to push him out to calm down.

I left the hot conference center and returned to the cold wind outside. The cold wind was blowing in waves. Not only did I not calm down, but the unknown fire in my stomach became more and more intense, making me feel completely useless.

"Damn it, relax, we're in the teaching team now!"

I gave myself a hard slap, not enough for another slap, and finally calmed down a little, but my mind was still spinning like a turbine.

Huddled under the eaves of the cafeteria, I turned my attention to the direction of the hangar, where three types of aviation mechas are now stored. It seems that there are many cards available for use, but in fact it is just a deck of mahjong that is unreliable.

[Tupolev] The armor is also the strongest and the firepower is the most powerful. Especially the 107mm low-bore pressure howitzer is simply a heavy equipment that cannot be surpassed by aviation mechas. However, the speed is so poor that it cannot even reach the speed of sound. Here,

In interception operations, it can only hold back.

[Lavokin] is fast enough, has strong firepower, and has the best radar system among the three aircraft. It is the aircraft with the best ability to catch the "Blackbird", but a big trouble is that its maneuverability is too bad. We generally

He only dared to fly in a straight line, and if he made an excessive movement, he would dismantle some parts.

【Ilms】The performance is average and acceptable, but because the engine and avionics were severely damaged by the bear, I can only make do with support.

The problem is that the "Blackbird" is a combination of solid, high-speed, high-mobility, high-stealth, and it also comes with its own cheating gadget with strong electronic warfare capabilities. When compared horizontally, these products are all unqualified.

What should his mother do?

I kicked the door panel and spun around in the snow. It would be too shameful to go back in such a dejected mood. Even if it was nonsense, I had to find a way.

Suddenly, my mind jumped up the stairs: Hey, since one model doesn't work, why not try them together?

Catching the tail of my idea, I immediately became excited and drafted a plan as quickly as possible. Then I excitedly kicked open the cafeteria door and rushed in. Yes, I kicked it. The members of the teaching team who were still discussing were all shocked by this.

There was a loud noise, which frightened everyone and they all looked towards me.

"Hey, hey, I have an idea."

What I wanted was this effect, so I jumped up to the dining table and told my plan while yelling.

My plan is very simple. First, use [Lavorkin] as the main force, track the target at maximum speed based on radar calculations, try to shorten the distance to the minimum, and then use a white light sight with a higher observation distance to search for the opponent's tail flames. [Picture]

Polev] was on standby in the airspace above the target with the advance, according to

According to the approximate coordinates provided by the [Lavokin] team, 107mm artillery flares were continuously fired at the target area to enhance the observation effect. The slightly higher speed [Ilms] carried a large number of air-to-air rockets and short-range combat missiles, and was tracking

Suppress the orbit change frequency of the "Blackbird".

After I finished speaking, everyone seemed to have heard a fantasy story and looked at me dumbfounded, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

"Hey, can you please come and vent your anger?"

The result of the cold start was a bit unbearable, and of course it was a bit hairy.

Fortunately, Captain Korninov came to the rescue at this time. The officer knocked on the table to attract our attention to that side, and then said slowly:

"Although it feels like there are many flaws, it is still worth trying. But Chen Xiang, do you think there is anything else needed for this plan?"

It was again like asking questions in class, but this time I almost blurted out:

"Train, a lot of training, otherwise it will be difficult for the aircraft to coordinate."

As a result, someone immediately interrupted me.

"But we still have to deal with the 'grey smile'."

Good guy, there are still people who are thinking about me now. Even if you are all taking blood, you still need to take gunpowder.

It's a pity that I can't say it.

"According to what the top student said, if you search and train at the same time, and fight whenever you encounter someone, it won't be a problem."

Everyone looked at each other speechless, then Captain Korninov made his decision.

"Okay, that's it. If you have no objections, this is the training plan for the next week. We will also advance closer to the front line. Please be prepared."

The resolution was passed, and everyone yawned and filed out. Since I had to serve as a sentry at night, I stayed in the cafeteria to wait for my shift to change. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that I kind of liked the feeling of being a mercenary.

But I always feel that something is missing and I can't remember it, which is very annoying.

"Didi didi"

My PCP suddenly rang. I pulled it out and took a look. I saw what I was thinking. The number showed that the other party was the mercenaries who had just parted ways. By the way, didn’t I let these guys take two days off to wait for instructions? Why 48

He didn't even have time to live alone and started causing trouble.

"Hello, sir, this is the Vyborg Shooting Unit. Your Majesty Hugo..."

"Good job. You're itchy, aren't you? Didn't I tell you not to call me casually? Believe it or not, I will go over there tonight and beat you to death."

Before these idiots could finish talking nonsense, I threatened them fiercely.

Hugo, who originally wanted to show his sense of humor, was so frightened by me that he quickly screamed:

"Captain, of course I have something to do. On behalf of everyone, I would like to ask when you are free and if you can lead us on an attack?"

I almost died of anger.

"Attack, your brain is broken, you have no fuel and ammunition, what can you do to attack? Can you carry a pack of explosives to blow up the bunker?"

As a result, Hugo screamed excitedly on the other end:

"We have everything. We have all the missiles, bombs and rockets we need. We have so much fuel that we can't even use it up. We even paid our basic salary for half a year. Captain, which target do you think we should pursue?"

"Yes, holy shit, where did it come from?!"

I was shocked. Even if these guys could dig oil on the spot, they couldn't dig out ammunition from the ground.

This mystery is actually not difficult to solve.

"Where else could it come from? Of course it was supported by the Allied Forces."
Chapter completed!