Chapter 241: The Enemy Air Force Attacks Again

"Damn it, the Di Guo bastards are here again, and this time they're even more ferocious than the last!" Li Yunlong gritted his teeth.

"It seems they want to settle the score from last time," Zhao Gang analyzed, "Gathering so many fighters this time, they clearly came prepared."

The Frontline Commander-in-Chief quickly issued an order: "Immediately notify the Jian-6 squadron to scramble and intercept! At the same time, all anti-aircraft positions are to enter the highest state of alert!"

Li Mingyuan was at the testing ground supervising the final adjustments for the Missile when he received an urgent call:

"Chief Engineer Li, something terrible has happened! A massive wave of enemy aircraft is approaching, at least eighty F-86 Fighters are closing in on our positions!"

"What?" Li Mingyuan's heart tightened, "It seems Di Guo intends to wipe out our air power in one fell swoop this time."

He quickly ordered: "Continue the Missile test preparations, I am rushing back to headquarters!"

Upon arriving at headquarters, Li Mingyuan saw the dense red markers on the sand table, and the worry in his heart grew even more intense.

The number of enemy aircraft was more than three times that of last time; they were clearly prepared.

The Frontline Commander-in-Chief looked grave: "These Di Guo bastards are truly ruthless. If they break through our defensive line, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Li Mingyuan quickly analyzed the situation:

"Di Guo has learned from their previous lesson and changed their tactics.

The B-29 Bombers have a flight altitude that can reach over 【number missing in source】 meters, exceeding the effective range of our Anti-aircraft Guns, and there are so many of them that even if our Jian-6s intercept some, the remainder will be enough to cause massive destruction."

"Then what should we do?" the Frontline Commander-in-Chief asked nervously.

Li Mingyuan pondered for a moment: "First, let the Jian-6s scramble to intercept and delay them as much as possible.

At the same time, I will return to the testing ground immediately to accelerate the progress of the Feilong-2, striving to complete the first test launch before the enemy aircraft arrive.

If successful, we will put it into actual combat immediately!"

"Good, let's do that!" the Frontline Commander-in-Chief decided decisively, "Chief Engineer Li, everything is entrusted to you!"

Li Mingyuan hurried back to the testing ground, thinking as he walked:

"Di Guo has gone all out this time. If our defense fails, the frontline will face a catastrophic disaster. I must accelerate the testing progress of the Feilong-2, even if it means taking some risks!"

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At the same time, Wang Wei led twelve Jian-6s in an emergency scramble to meet the incoming enemy aircraft formation.

"Damn it, the Di Guo bastards are playing for real this time!" Wang Wei said to his teammates over the radio, "Everyone get ready, this is going to be a tough fight!"

"Captain, there are too many enemy aircraft, how do we fight?" a pilot asked nervously.

"Use our altitude and speed advantage, and adopt the tactic of dispersed assaults to defeat them one by one," Wang Wei replied calmly, "Remember, don't get bogged down in a fight; strike and leave to preserve our strength."

The Jian-6 formation quickly climbed to an altitude of 【number missing in source】 meters, occupying an advantageous position, waiting for the enemy aircraft to enter the attack range.

Soon, the enemy aircraft formation appeared in their field of vision, and the sheer number was shocking.

At least 80 F-86 Fighters were arranged in a multi-layered formation, escorting 20 B-29 Bombers in the center.

"With this posture, the Di Guo bastards must really hate us!" a pilot couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Wei analyzed calmly: "The enemy has clearly learned from the last lesson. Their fighter count is seven times ours, and they have adopted a multi-layered defensive formation to prevent us from breaking through directly to attack the bombers."

He quickly formulated a tactic: "First take out the F-86s on the periphery, consume their effective strength as much as possible, and then consider how to attack the bombers. Attention all squadron members, three-plane groups, cover each other, begin the attack!"

The twelve Jian-6s split into four groups, using their altitude advantage to dive toward the enemy formation from different directions.

The enemy aircraft seemed to have been prepared for the appearance of the Jian-6s and immediately adjusted their formation to intercept. But the speed and altitude advantage of the Jian-6s made it difficult for the enemy aircraft to cope for a moment.

Wang Wei locked onto an F-86 and pressed the launch button without hesitation.

The PL-2 Missile detached from the wing, trailing white smoke as it lunged straight at the target.

"Boom!" The F-86 exploded in the air, turning into a fireball.

"The Captain shot one down!" the teammates cheered.

Immediately after, other Jian-6s also launched missiles one after another, and five more F-86s were shot down.

The enemy formation began to disperse, attempting to avoid the Jian-6s' attacks, but the diving speed and firepower advantage of the Jian-6s left them struggling to respond.

"Again!" Wang Wei shouted, leading the formation in another diving attack; the 30mm cannons spat tongues of fire, riddling several enemy aircraft with holes.

Within just a few minutes, the enemy had already lost over a dozen aircraft, but their numerical advantage began to manifest.

More and more F-86s swarmed in, attempting to split and surround the Jian-6 formation.

"Watch out, they are attempting a pincer tactic!" Wang Wei warned his teammates, "Maintain formation, don't get separated!"

But there were too many enemy aircraft, surging in from all directions like a Swarm.

Although the Jian-6 had superior performance, it could not deal with so many enemy aircraft at once.

"Captain, at nine o'clock, a large group of enemy aircraft is approaching!" the deputy captain reported urgently.

"There are also some at three o'clock, at least twenty!" another pilot shouted.

Wang Wei realized the situation was bad: "They want to use human-wave tactics to exhaust our ammunition and fuel! Everyone pay attention, maintain the altitude advantage, do not descend easily!"

But the enemy commander seemed to have been prepared, ordering some F-86s to sacrifice themselves, forcibly climbing to entangle with the Jian-6s and create encirclement opportunities for their comrades below.

These F-86 pilots knew that they had almost no chance of winning against the Jian-6s at high altitude, yet they still charged up without hesitation, showing astonishing determination.

"Number Six is being surrounded, need support!" a frantic cry for help came over the radio.

"Number Eight is also being entangled by three enemy aircraft!"

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse; the Jian-6 formation, which had previously held the advantage, began to fall into a passive state. The numerical superiority of the enemy aircraft was suffocating them.

Wang Wei gritted his teeth: "The Di Guo bastards are going all out this time, even throwing their lives away just to hold us back!"

While evading the enemy's attacks, he tried to organize the formation, but the enemy's pincer tactic was extremely effective, and the Jian-6 formation was forced to disperse.

"Captain, we've been split into three groups, we can't support each other!" the deputy captain reported anxiously.

Wang Wei saw that he and two teammates were surrounded by over a dozen F-86s, and their situation was extremely dangerous.

Although they had shot down many enemy aircraft, their remaining ammunition was running low, while the enemy aircraft seemed endless.

"These lunatics!" Wang Wei cursed fiercely, "They want to trade lives for results!"

Over the radio, a teammate's voice was filled with anxiety: "Lao Wang, we're surrounded!! What do we do now?"

Wang Wei took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

If they were shot down, the front line would lose its most important air power, and the Di Guo B-29 Bomber would drive straight in, bringing catastrophic disaster.

"Attention everyone, stay calm, conserve ammunition, and only engage targets you are sure of," he ordered in a deep voice, "We must hold out until reinforcements arrive!"

But he knew clearly in his heart that the only possible "reinforcements" now were that new weapon Li Mingyuan was testing—the Flying Dragon-2 surface-to-air Missile.

"Chief Engineer Li, you must be fast..." Wang Wei prayed silently in his heart while slamming the throttle forward.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse; the J-6 formation, which had originally held the advantage, was being suppressed by the enemy aircraft's human-wave tactics.

Wang Wei and his two teammates were surrounded by over a dozen F-86s, and every attempt to break out was met by more enemy planes swarming in.

"How much fuel is left?" Wang Wei asked, panting heavily.

"Less than 30%, Captain!" Xiao Zhang replied urgently, his voice laced with tension.

"What about ammunition?"

"One-third of the autocannon rounds remain, and the Missiles are all gone!" Lao Li's voice was equally anxious.

Wang Wei scanned his surroundings quickly; at least twelve F-86s were constantly tightening the encirclement, several of which were clearly flown by ace pilots with agile maneuvers and seasoned tactics.

Most eye-catching was an F-86 with a shark-mouth pattern painted on its fuselage; the pilot's skill was clearly superior, directing the other enemy planes to form a web of death.

"Damn it, these sons of bitches really aren't afraid of death!" Wang Wei cursed fiercely, his mind rapidly calculating the possibility of a breakout.