Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

The atmosphere in the Anti-Japanese Headquarters was tense and solemn. A signalman came running over, his voice filled with urgency:

"Report!

The air defense force reported that the enemy stealth bomber had broken contact with us and flew north.

Commander Xiao judged that the enemy aircraft might threaten our scientific expedition team."

The hosts were either standing or sitting, but upon hearing the news, all their attention was instantly drawn to the topic.

The hosts looked serious and immediately walked quickly to the huge map.

The light illuminates the map clearly, and various signs and lines are clearly visible.

Their eyes were fixed on the area to the north, their brows furrowed.

On the map, the vast area in the north seemed to hide countless unknown dangers, and the blank area was exactly the direction where the enemy planes disappeared.

Everyone's eyes were filled with worry and thought as they tried to find the enemy plane's intentions and traces from the map, as if they wanted to use their eyes to penetrate the paper and reach the real airspace.

The military host's face was solemn, and his eyes repeatedly scanned the northern area on the map. After thinking for a moment, he decisively ordered:

"Notify the Air Force to launch a formation of J-41 fighter jets to intercept the enemy's Phantom stealth bombers. We absolutely cannot allow them to threaten our scientific expedition team!"

The order was quickly passed down, and the air force base instantly became boiling.

The J-41B fighter jets were neatly lined up on the runway, their fuselages shining with a cool metallic luster in the sun.

The pilots were already on full alert. After hearing the order, they boarded the fighter planes with firm steps.

The roar of the engines was deafening, and fighter planes roared into the blue sky one after another, like a group of eagles with spread wings, rushing towards the northern airspace.

The fighter formation was like a group of sharp falcons, cutting through the sky and arriving at the designated airspace on time.

However, the moment they stepped into this airspace, the harsh reality hit every pilot like a heavy hammer.

The enemy's Ghost stealth bomber, with its amazing stealth performance, seemed to have turned into a ghost in the sky, perfectly blending into the vast sky and disappearing without a trace.

This northern airspace is far away from the coverage of our army's ground radar. It is like a dark ocean without a guardian lighthouse. Without the strong support of the ground radar, the air search operation has become difficult and the difficulty is far beyond everyone's imagination.

The fighter jets circled back and forth in this vast and boundless airspace, like birds that had lost their way but were still exploring.

After a brief thought, the pilots made a risky decision at the same time - to turn on the radar.

You know, in this airspace, there may be Russia's latest fifth-generation stealth fighter put into actual combat - the Ivory Coast Guard, which has extremely advanced performance.

In the competition between stealth fighters, whoever can detect the opponent first will be able to seize the initiative in the brutal air combat.

The party that turns on the radar first is likely to expose itself and put itself in danger.

However, our pilots no longer cared about their own safety.

The airborne radar was running at full capacity, emitting invisible radio waves, trying to find the hidden enemy in the vast sky.

However, even though the radar was running at high speed and the signals it sent were flying across the sky, it was still unable to capture even the slightest trace of the enemy aircraft.

The pilots were concentrating, their eyes fixed on the various data flashing on the instrument panel and the seemingly calm sky outside the window.

Their eyes were filled with determination and focus, and they would not miss any suspicious signs.

Every subtle movement, every change in light, may become a key clue to discovering enemy aircraft.

From time to time, tense and suppressed conversations could be heard from the headphones, breaking the suffocating silence in the cabin.

"No. 01, the search of the surrounding airspace has been fruitless. No trace of enemy aircraft has been found."

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his voice.

"No. 02 received, continue to expand the search area."

There was a hint of unquestionable determination in the calm response.

Despite facing such a huge dilemma, there was no sign of retreat in the pilots' eyes.

They are fully aware that the mission they shoulder is extremely important, and it concerns the safety of the scientific expedition team and the interests of the country.

This sense of mission is like a burning flame, burning in their hearts and giving them the courage to move forward fearlessly.

However, as an advanced bomber, the Phantom stealth bomber has an extremely ingenious stealth design despite its large fuselage size.

The detection distance of our army's advanced J-41 fighter jets is also limited to within 150 kilometers, which undoubtedly adds great difficulty to the search operation.

Time passed by minute by minute in the tense search. After 20 minutes, every pilot felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

The fighter planes were still circling in the sky, but the hateful enemy planes were still nowhere to be seen.

You know, the speed of the Ghost bomber is close to Mach 1, and it can fly about 600 kilometers in half an hour.

If the enemy aircraft cannot be discovered and driven out of this airspace as soon as possible, the scientific expedition team will be in danger!

The news that the enemy planes were not found was quickly and accurately transmitted to the Anti-Japanese Headquarters.

The atmosphere at the headquarters instantly became solemn, and everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.

The chief host had a solemn expression on his face as he paced back and forth in the office, the cigarette in his hand burning and extinguishing, and then burning and extinguishing again.

Finally, he put out his cigarette, his eyes revealing a hint of determination:

"Ask Li Yunlong and see if he has any ideas."

Afterwards, the military host and the chief host quickly came to the secret room.

The lights in the secret room were dim, and it was so quiet that only the hurried footsteps of two people could be heard.

The military host walked to the confidential communication equipment, took a deep breath, and pressed the confidential communication button himself.

"Li Yunlong, I'm the military host."

The voice echoed in the secret room, carrying a hint of tension and anticipation.

"Report, Li Yunlong is on standby at any time, please give your orders!"

In the distant command vehicle, Li Yunlong quickly lowered the signal shielding curtain and soundproofing board and answered loudly and firmly.

The space inside the car is not big, and lights from various devices are flashing. Li Yunlong's figure looks particularly resolute under the lights.

The military host, not bothering with small talk, quickly and concisely detailed the difficulties facing the Air Force, his tone tinged with anxiety:

“What’s your idea?

Could you please exchange some ground radar equipment to see if you can find the enemy's Wraith fighters?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Yunlong frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

A moment later, his voice came through the airwaves:

“Host, I’m afraid it’s too late.

Even if I moved quickly, even if I could get the radar working within half an hour, it would probably be too late.

The enemy's Ghost bombers are too fast, and we don't have much time left."

The military host couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, his heart filled with helplessness and worry:

"Then we can only look forward to the performance of the Air Force pilots?"

"That's not necessarily true. There are other ways to detect enemy aircraft as quickly as possible. However..."

Li Yunlong's voice paused, and he seemed a little hesitant.

"Then hurry up and say it!"

The military host urged eagerly, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Host, the J-41 fighter's radar can detect stealth targets like the Phantom at a range of no more than 150 kilometers, but our early warning aircraft can reach 500 kilometers.

If the early warning aircraft that have already taken off are mobilized and a dragnet search is conducted to the west, the probability of discovering enemy aircraft will be greatly increased.

At the same time, the J-41 formation can fly to Zhongning before discovering enemy aircraft. Our ultimate goal is to protect the scientific expedition team.

However, our army's early warning aircraft has weak stealth capabilities, and when the high-power radar is turned on, it will become an obvious target in the air.

If you are bitten by the Omanrek fighter, you will be in great danger!"

Li Yunlong finished speaking in one breath, with a hint of heaviness in his tone.

When the military host heard the method proposed by Li Yunlong, although he was well aware of the risks involved, he had no better choice at the moment.

He quickly reported the plan to his superiors, who, after a brief consideration, decisively ordered the dispatch of an early warning aircraft formation to carry out the search mission.

The three early warning aircraft were like "big eyes" in the sky, breaking through the clouds and flying resolutely towards the designated airspace.

The crew members of the early warning aircraft were well aware of the danger of this mission. They knew that they were like lighthouses in the dark, and once they turned on the radar, they would likely become targets of the enemy.

But they did not retreat at all. With determination and resoluteness in their eyes, they threw themselves into this dangerous mission without hesitation.

Under the tense and focused operation of the early warning aircraft crew, the high-power radar was turned on and powerful radio waves spread out in all directions.

Time passed minute by minute, and every member stared at the screen, not missing any slight signal fluctuation.

The operator's eyes were fixed on the radar screen. After a long and anxious search, six vaguely suspicious targets finally appeared on the screen.

The target flickered like a mysterious ghost, appearing and disappearing in the green light and shadow of the radar screen.

After careful identification, the commanders were initially shocked, but then excited, and finally confirmed that it was the enemy's Ghost stealth bomber that had been hiding its whereabouts and appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

This discovery made the AWACS commander very excited. He quickly tapped the console in front of him with his hands, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, and quickly passed this key information to the J-41 pilots who had been circling in the air for a long time:

"Target detected, bearing 315, distance 415 kilometers, target confirmed to be a Russian Manrek-Bito Ghost stealth bomber!"

The sound was transmitted clearly into the headphones of every J-41 pilot through radio waves.

The J-41 pilots were cheered up the moment they heard the news.

Their originally tense nerves were instantly ignited, and a determined light burst out in their eyes.

Just as they were preparing to skillfully adjust their course and bravely pounce on the target, a new and worrying discovery came from the early warning aircraft.

The AWACS radar operator's voice was filled with a hint of nervousness that was difficult to conceal, although he tried his best to control his emotions and sound as calm as possible:

"Attention, several more unidentified fighter jets have been spotted approaching at high speed. They appear to be the new Russian Manrek 'Iver Group Spit' fighter jets!"

Sure enough, within the detection range of the early warning aircraft radar, the Russian Manrek's "Aif Group Spit" fighter was waiting for an opportunity like a ghost not far away.

These fighters, like our fighters, are fifth-generation fighters. Relying on their advanced passive detection systems, they keenly discovered our early warning aircraft with high-power radars turned on.

At this moment, they were like sharks that smelled blood. They were agile and swift, flying quickly towards the early warning aircraft. The sharp whistling sounds cut through the sky, trying to launch a fatal attack on the early warning aircraft.

Fortunately, the enemy's air-to-air missiles had a limited range, with an effective range of less than 50 kilometers. This key information gave our army a temporary shot of reassurance, leaving us with precious time to respond.

At this moment, a difficult decision is placed before our air force pilots.

If they chose to protect the AWACS, they would have to give up the perfect opportunity to chase the Phantom bombers. Those ghostly "Phantom" bombers would continue to threaten the safety of the scientific expedition team.

However, if the Ghost bomber is shot down first, the early warning aircraft will likely be attacked by the Ivor Group's vomit without any protection. The lives of the crew members on board will be in danger and they may turn into a ball of fire in the sky at any time.

If you take care of both sides, the strength of both sides may not be enough.

A brief silence enveloped the communication channel. Everyone was weighing the pros and cons, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

At this moment, the captain's calm and firm voice came from the headset, and that voice seemed to carry an unquestionable power:

“Attention all units, remain calm.

No. 02 and I headed towards the AWACS to intercept Aiful Group;

Others continued to move towards the ghost bomber target, trying to shoot it down in the shortest time possible!

This is a tough battle, we must not retreat, we must complete the mission!"

"understand!"

The pilots responded in unison, their voices filled with fearless courage and firm determination, as if they were ready to break through the clouds and dispel the numerous crises before them.

Although they knew that the mission of protecting the AWACS would inevitably involve facing enemy fighters and missiles, which was undoubtedly very dangerous;

The Ghost Bomber has no anti-aircraft weapons, so the mission of chasing the Ghost Bomber is relatively safer.

However, at this critical moment, there was no time to argue about who would face the danger. The team members had to obey orders unconditionally. This was a tradition that had been deeply engraved in their bones since they joined the Air Force, and it was the mission and responsibility of the soldiers.