With Major General Mohammed's order, the Falcon surface-to-air missile force operated at high speed like a precision machinery. The Sam 2 and Sam 3 air defense missiles deployed on the periphery were raised high with the help of the hydraulic system, and the arrows attacked the enemy plane;

Then the Falcon air defense missile launcher located on the west side of the position, which was unable to maneuver due to damage to the chassis, also raised the full eight-unit missile vertical launch system, while another launcher with intact mobility had already left the core position. Taking advantage of the cover of night, he wandered in the depths of the vast desert and moved according to the opportunity.

At the same time, on the radar position in the center of the core, the yjl-6 low-altitude detection radar, which was originally responsible for the warning, no longer slowly twisted the antenna, but began to rotate at the maximum speed under the drive of the rotating motor. The yjl-10 phased array radar on the other side was also activated at the same time.

Relying on the overall steering gear, he constantly adjusts his position and strives to find the best detection and locking angle. As for the other Iraqi soldiers around him, they are not idle, and they stand temporarily welded and polished metal mirrors around the position;

An Iraqi engineering force was even more clever and skillfully to paste the shiny tin foil onto the metal mirror at the fastest speed. When everything was about to end, hundreds of smoke screen launching projectiles removed from various types of tanks and armored vehicles exploded at the same time.

In an instant, the entire Falcon surface-to-air missile force radar position rose, covering the sky and the sun, covering the clear night sky with an incomprehensible layer of gray. People in it even reached out to see their hands and breathed even more uncomfortable. They could only use the walkie-talkie to contact each other with gas masks.

But even so, the coordinated commander on the surface of the position was not enough, and he kept releasing smoke bombs, smoke launchers and smoke manufacturing devices collected from all over the place, accompanied by the slightly raised sand and dust. In just a few minutes, the originally clearly identifiable radar position disappeared from this world as if it was magically cast.

However, only the invisible radar wave, which is always through the clouds and fog, silently telling that the "Falcon" radar team is normal. All this satisfies the people in the Iraqi air defense command room, and also makes the coalition pilots who are approaching the "Falcon" surface-to-air missile force position and are about to launch an attack ecstatic;

In particular, Lieutenant Colonel Stark, who is the main force of electronic hard killing on the east side, was almost grinning his mouth. As a veteran pilot and commander of the "Wild Weasel" electronic attack team, Stark had never seen such a stupid air defense force. He did not even have the most basic radar avoidance movement of the air defense force. He let a wave of radar beams that were tight like a wave of stimulating and firing wildly. This was tantamount to the "Wild Weasel" electronic warfare attack team. It was like a kilometer of incandescent lamp in the darkness of the sky and the sky. It was difficult not to find the target:

"I really don't know what luck the 2nd Strategic Bomber Wing has stepped on. It's like a shame to be defeated by such an unprofessional air defense force."

Lieutenant Colonel Stark was full of disdain and his words were extremely rampant, while the electronic warfare operator behind him shook his head with a serious face:

"From the current situation, I don't think it was attacked by the Iraqis. Maybe it was killed by aliens, but it just happened to happen in this airspace."

"Haha, this reason is reasonable. After all,... the only opponents of our US Air Force are aliens. Unfortunately, the Iraqis have to take the blame... It's still God's favor, let our third "Wild Weasels" squadron end these poor guys..."

Lieutenant Colonel Stark was annoyed that the electronic warfare operator was unreliable. Instead, he commented enthusiastically. He couldn't think that his generation had grown up watching Star Wars, his mind was full of wonderful science fiction. In addition, the Iraqi air defense forces in front of him did not have any "quality", so he could only be infinitely yy.

However, even so, Lieutenant Colonel Stark was still very alert and did not rush to the depths of Iraq's air defense positions to carry out a strike. Instead, according to the original plan, the shooting elements of the agm-88 "Ham" anti-radiation missile were all installed 70 kilometers away. When the navigation indicator was actually only 60 kilometers away from Iraqi radar, Lieutenant Colonel Stark's eyes flashed with a cold light. While pressing the thumb of the red weapon launch key, he shouted at the airborne radio on his lips:

"Attack, launch!"

In an instant, each F-4g "Wild Weasel" electronic warfare attack aircraft unreservedly dragged the two AGM-88 "Ham" anti-radiation missiles on the hang of long flames. Six F-4g are 12 AGM-88 "Ham" anti-radiation missiles. In an instant, 12 streams of light cut through the sky, and with the roar of death, they roared towards the Iraqi radar position dozens of kilometers away.........

At the same time, the 22nd Wild Weasel Electronic Warfare Attack Plane Squadron on the west side also fired out all 12 AGM-88 Hamm anti-radiation missiles. The twenty-four most advanced anti-radiation missiles in the world arrived instantly from both east and west directions.

After a moment, a sound of ghosts and howlings broke the tranquility of the desert. The rising smoke made the entire night extremely hideous. Lieutenant Colonel Stark began to roar excitedly at his landline, because at the moment when he confirmed that his missile exploded, the originally clearly visible radar wave suddenly stopped.

It is obvious that the agm-88 "Ham" anti-radiation missile launched accurately hit the target, which means that the attack can officially declare victory. However, while celebrating the victory, Lieutenant Colonel Stark did not let go of his tense nerves. After all, pilots who can enter the "wild weasel" are all disciplined and calm-headed.

So after tracking the missile for a distance and confirming that it hit the target, Lieutenant Colonel Stark hovered over 50 kilometers away from Iraq's air defense missile position, because it was outside the firing boundaries of many Iraq's air defense missiles. The reason why Stark is like this is not because he lacks confidence in his attack, but because of the clear provisions in the "Wild Weasel" combat manual:

Whether successful or failure, all "wild weasels" must linger outside the enemy's air defense firepower, unless 100% confirmed that the entire air defense system was completely destroyed...

Because of this, the third "Wild Weasel" squadron commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Stark could only cruise 50 kilometers away, waiting for the moment when the Iraqi air defense position was completely destroyed, then rode a horse and whipped across it to meet with friendly troops on the other side. Therefore, after celebrating and cheering, Stark immediately looked at his watch, for exactly five minutes, so he adjusted the communication channel without saying a word and shouted loudly with the joy of victory:

"'Thunder' I am a 'hungry wolf'. Please believe that God is really with us. Don't let God down and pick the fruits of victory back..."

The coalition ground strike brigade, hovering 62 kilometers north of Iraq's air defense missile position, received a notice from Lieutenant Colonel Stark at the first time. Before that, the 22nd "Wild Weasel" electronic warfare attack aircraft squadron on the west side had already reported the successful attack.

So Colonel McLaurin, as the commander, finally threw away his last concern. With a command, his 8 F-15e fighter bombers and 24 F-16c multi-purpose fighter jets were escorted by British and French fighters, and they rushed towards the Falcon surface-to-air missile forces.

When it was still 50 kilometers away from the Iraqi core position, the 50 AGM-65e "Maverick" air-to-ground missiles mounted by 36 high-performance ground attack fighters suddenly started, and they were divided into two batches, with the gushing flames, and head-on-head-on-head-on-the-air defense positions. In an instant, the Iraqi position exploded one after another, and the flames soared into the sky.

Such a high-intensity missile saturated attack, even the US military, who is known for its firepower, couldn't help but be amazed. While marveling at its terrifying attack power, they all believed that the surface of Iraq's position must be full of parts and flesh and blood, because no one can escape such a powerful saturated attack, even the omnipotent God cannot do...

Colonel McLaurin, the commander of the ground attack brigade, had a proud smile on his face, as if he was a god who came to heaven and earth, and could destroy everything in the world. The missile saturation attack just now is the best example, and the next thing is even simpler. As long as the attack brigade flew over the Iraqi air defense command center and dropped a heavy laser-guided ground-based bomb, the verdict of the "God" on the "mortals" will be completely completed.

So McLaurin began to urge the troops to speed up and prepare to end the unsurprising battle as quickly as possible. The other fighter pilots also thought so. They all rushed towards the Iraqi command center at full speed. Even the British and French fighters responsible for fighting soy sauce were not lonely and were preparing to follow the big brother's butt to catch some oil and water. Therefore, the large formation of more than 40 fighter jets entered the hinterland of the Iraqi air defense position in a blink of an eye.

However, at this moment, several strong radar beams, like a torrent from the Netherworld, hit the US fighter plane that was running first, and immediately triggered the onboard radar alarm. In an instant, the alarm was made, and the red light filled the cabin made the US pilots who were imagining how to open a party to celebrate.

However, before they could figure out what was going on, slender "sharp arrows" suddenly emerged from the faint darkness with dazzling rays. Without waiting for the frightened American pilot to scream, they bit them like a tiger, and then burst into deafening roar:
Chapter completed!