Chapter 418: All Killed
If this happened on the opposite coast, it could be considered a routine patrol, but the deputy squadron leader of the Black Flying Squirrel knew very well that the P-2V's route was more than 300km away from the other coast!

If the other party hadn't deliberately looked for an opportunity to attack me, I would have written the character "Zhou" in my surname backwards!

But then I thought, those on the P-2V are all my brothers in arms, so as for the fighter unit, what does it have to do with me?
He quickly replied to P-2V: "Return at full speed, return at full speed! I will contact the combat unit immediately and send a plane to pick you up."

Needless to say, the P-2V had already reached its maximum speed.

Even though this thing's cruising speed is only around 300, its top speed can still reach over 500 kilometers per hour.

There is no time to worry about escaping. Even if the fuel is burned out, it is better to parachute out of the dangerous airspace than to be shot down.

The RB-57D that was shot down by a missile a few years ago had only one pilot. The pilot parachuted successfully, but the action was carried out separately.

How can one person split up and act separately? The answer is the Russians' S-75 missile fragments. Although they are big, black and thick, they are really strong and powerful. They cut the RB-57D pilot in half in mid-air, and it took our search and rescue personnel a lot of effort to get them back together.

For the P-2V, the radar on the opposing ship continued to track it, and it seemed that electronic interference did not have much effect. The only thing that could help it at this time was the skills of its own senior flying general Sun Yuanliang.

run!
The P-2V engine throttle was pushed to the maximum and both jet engines were turned on. It can be said that the aircraft was flying at full speed.

The engine of the P-2V is very interesting. In addition to the propeller main engine, it can also mount two jet engines on the rack for short-range takeoff, rapid acceleration and other purposes.

The plane was shaking violently amid the roar of its engine. All the people on board looked nervous. Although they did not see the enemy's fighter jets, the warship that was continuously tracking and shining at them dozens of kilometers away made their nerves tense.

There must be an airplane, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the other party continued to track and illuminate it. The sky was also getting light, which made the P-2V's magic weapon for survival - the night - useless.

Fortunately, the distance was still far, and low-altitude flying happened to be the P-2V's forte. As long as the opponent could not track it and could not guide its fighter jets into combat, its chances of escaping were still great.

The P-2V, which had just begun to descend, dropped to an altitude of 50 meters. The electronic warfare officer on duty reported: "The enemy ship's radar signal has disappeared."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Home is here! If you can't keep up, you can run away.

The sea surface is not like the mountainous area. In the mountainous area, you cannot fly at high speed at low altitude, but you can on the sea surface.

Feeling the P-2V's low and fast flying posture, everyone temporarily put their minds at ease.

At this moment, a sharp voice came from the tail lookout.

"Enemy planes! Two!"

The P-2V was originally equipped with weapons, with machine guns on the nose, back, and tail, and more than eight hanging points under the wings for hanging things, including a pair of quite interesting jet engines, which were originally the basis of a patrol aircraft.

However, it is estimated that the Citigroup was afraid that the other side would take risks, so when providing the aircraft, the weapons were removed, so the machine gunner was transferred to become a lookout. During the P-2V crosstalk, there was no record of the use of weapons.

At this time, the lookout at the tail of the plane saw a beautiful fighter plane flashing silver light in the dim light of the early morning. Like an eagle swooping down on its prey, it broke through the clouds and swooped straight towards them. In the distance, higher up, another silver swallow broke through the clouds and soared high.

He quickly uttered the same shrill cry as before.

The P-2V crew was in a state of panic, their heads were buzzing, their hair was standing on end, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they quickly controlled the aircraft to make an evasive maneuver. All the crew members fell to the ground with the maneuver.

They knew very well that under the current conditions, if the enemy's fighter jets caught up with them, it would be like a widow with a dead son - there would be no hope.

It was daybreak, and there was no complex mountain terrain. It was a patrol plane versus a fighter plane. Moreover, the opposing pilot was the kind of hero who could fight one against four and use machine guns against missiles, and even shoot down two of his own fighter planes. The only thing he could rely on, low-altitude maneuvering flight, was already 80% effective in this situation.

The P-2V pilot didn't even have time to think too much and started to maneuver subconsciously.

It must be said that the flight crew of the P-2V are absolutely elites with excellent skills, otherwise they would not have been able to successfully escape after multiple encounters with our fighter jets at low altitude and in darkness. The low-speed and low-altitude maneuverability of the P-2V is indeed very good, which is the forte of straight-wing, low-speed aircraft.

But when he saw the P-2V rising with its head tilted upward, he wanted to leave his original position.

At this time, Wuyi 01 had already put it into the sight at the upper rear.

Thanks to the accurate guidance of the electronic reconnaissance ship, the two Wuyi planes that were approaching the enemy at high speed from above the clouds on the side and rear were not discovered before they broke out of the clouds. Even after they broke out of the clouds, the enemy did not react until they got close to the enemy planes.

The sky was hazy at this time, and the remaining half of the night was not only a protective color for the enemy, but also an invisibility cloak for our war eagle.

At the beginning, the enemy plane, which did not make any violent maneuvers, was like a target and was firmly locked in the sight of Wuyi 01.

Seeing the enemy plane's movements, as if trying to maneuver to escape, the pilot of Wuyi 01 had already pressed the red machine gun firing button.

Three fire dragons shot out from the nose and wing roots of Wuyi 01 and headed straight for the P-2V.

The P-2V's maneuvering still worked, and only a few of the three red lines hit it. But this is not good news, because the cannon on the nose of our fighter is the famous 37mm cannon.

This gun was originally used to deal with bombers. It has huge recoil and a curved trajectory. Even for the safety of the carrier aircraft, it cannot be fired continuously for a long time.

But for the enemy, there is one thing that is very fatal about this thing.

Don’t worry about whether it is a pee-pee trajectory, just ask you whether 37mm is thick or big!
Even the bombers and fighters couldn't handle it, let alone the patrol aircraft P-2V.

As luck would have it, a 37mm shell hit the P-2V's left propeller engine, and two or three 23mm shells fell on its fuselage and tail.

Thick smoke immediately billowed from the P-2V, and several people on board were killed or injured when 23mm shells rammed into the cabin.

After Wuyi 01 withdrew from the attack, he didn't have time to check whether he had achieved any results before he heard the excited voice of Wuyi 02, who was watching from a high place and providing cover: "Hit it! Hit it!"

Wuyi 01 turned half a circle in the air, lowered its nose, and saw that the P-2V's left engine was emitting thick smoke and was still struggling to fly over the sea.

He immediately gave Wuyi 02 an order: "Follow me, let's attack again."

The enemy was already trailing thick smoke and fire, so there was no need for Wuyi 02 to watch from a high altitude to prevent the enemy from escaping. The two of them could enter the attack route together and take turns launching attacks.

Now that we're here, how can we not fire a few shots?
At this time, the P-2V's left engine, fuselage, and tail were all hit. The 37mm shell that hit the left engine directly knocked out all the power of the left engine. The fuselage was fine, and several people were killed or injured. However, the tail was hit, which reduced the maneuverability of the P-2V again.

Not to mention violent maneuvers, even the slightest movement could cause it to fall apart.

At this time, the P-2V was like a steadily flying target aircraft, dragging thick smoke and flames, making it extremely conspicuous in the air.

The pilot of the P-2V was shouting frantically on the radio.

"My plane was attacked by two enemy planes. The engine and fuselage were hit in many places. Please rescue quickly! Rescue quickly!"

In fact, everyone knew that at this time, the possibility of them escaping back was slim, but they still held on to a glimmer of hope and desperately sought help.

Behind and above the P-2V, two fighters, with 01 as the leader and 02 as the rear, entered the attack route one after another and took turns launching the final attack on the P-2V.

Two silver swallows were seen flying in the sky, several fire dragons were dancing, and flames were bursting out from the fuselage of the P-2V, followed by explosions.

Inside the P-2V, screams were heard everywhere. Most of the crew members and electronic warfare enemy operatives on board were killed or wounded. Several enemies were twisting their bodies desperately, struggling to take off their clothes. Their clothes were ablaze with flames, like maggots attached to their bones, viciously devouring their flesh.

But more people were lying in a mess, silently.

The P-2V pilot was still shouting desperately: "Under attack! Under attack! Down!"

Maybe he meant to say "falling", but he couldn't even finish the sentence.

The enemy who had been shivering in the violently shaking plane was finally relieved and no longer had to worry.

The P-2V could not hold out under the repeated attacks of two agile fighter jets and exploded in mid-air!

A large amount of debris fell towards the sea with billowing smoke and flames.

Wuyi 01 turned on the radio with an excited smile and reported to the command center and the electronic reconnaissance ship.

"The enemy plane was shot down. Repeat. The enemy plane was shot down. It disintegrated in the air. There is no sign of survival."

At the command center, a group of command personnel heard this and slapped the table: "Well done!"

The enemy plane exploded and all the enemies were killed!
This allowed our commanders and fighters at all levels, who had been troubled by P-2V crosstalk for a long time, to breathe a sigh of relief!
On the electronic reconnaissance ship, all the officers and soldiers cheered. It can be said that today's battle was entirely initiated by them. Without this electronic reconnaissance ship, the P-2V would still escape back home today.

Although not a single shot was fired during the entire process, they deeply felt that in this battle, they, who seemed silent, made the loudest voice!

The comrades on the escort boat also received the notification. Only then did they know that in the air dozens of kilometers away, we shot down an enemy reconnaissance plane that had been harassing us for a long time and killed several enemies.

The source of all this is the boat next to them that seems harmless.

This made the officers and soldiers of the escort boats who participated in the escort feel extremely proud. We also participated in this battle in a special way.

At the Black Flying Squirrel Squadron base, the deputy captain listened to the sudden stop of the sound on the radio, and then thought about the screams and explosions that were faintly heard from the radio just now. He dropped the microphone and sat down dejectedly.

(End of this chapter)