章 48: Arrow Pointing into the Sky
編集者: Atlas Studios
After the explosion, the big truck full of supplies was gone, leaving only a fifteen-meter pit on the ground with smoke billowing inside, and all nearby cars were toppled and torn apart. This bomb alone destroyed nearly half of the vehicles in the camp. As for the casualties, the pieces of their bodies littered the ground after the blast wave swept through and threw them tens of meters away.
The remaining militants were still resisting stubbornly, using AKs, M16s, and all kinds of guns to fight back, looking like a multinational arms shop. The special forces outside the camp did not seem to be in a hurry to invade. Two squads used machine guns to sweep across the camp. Others did not rush to suppress the firepower but instead encircled the area tightly. There seemed to be snipers in the periphery shooting from time to time.
The high-speed, mobile Chengdu J-10 trampled over this group of poor militants as its cannon swept the ground where the militants were from time to time.
Thick smoke erupted from the ground, covering the spot where a weapon fired. Lin Mo felt a warning in his mind as the J-10's defense radar issued a loud siren. A small light spot was quickly flying toward Lin Mo's J-10, and the airborne combat computer immediately indicated the type of weapon that was incoming.
The Strela-2M portable air defense missile, also known as the Sa-7b, had a speed of 500 meters/second, a range of 4,200 meters, and a flight altitude of 2,300 meters. It was equipped with an infrared tracker and had the function of identifying friend or foe. Russian work. Who knew how many firearms had found its way out when the Soviet Union disintegrated.
Lin Mo did not hesitate to push the J-10's speed to the maximum and once again tore the sound barrier to flee into the distance. The powerful vector engine quickly adjusted the flight direction of the jet fighter. There were a few famous sayings in this world that Lin Mo remembered very well: A temporary lapse in judgment results in a major defeat, and to fail miserably in a very easy task. If he was accidentally hit, then he would not get any merits but would be punished when he returned.
Lin Mo would not allow any mishaps to happen to his new mount. He accelerated and made a roll-over maneuver. No matter how strange it was, it was not good to be bitten by an air defense missile.
Fortunately, with the technical level of the Strela-2M, it could not catch up to the J-10, which was known as a fourth-generation multirole fighter. After ten seconds, Lin Mo's J-10 threw the Strela-2M air defense missile off its tail, and it exploded into a dazzling firework in the air.
Lin Mo was slightly angry. The J-10 turned back and relied on its advantage in speed to shoot at the enemy camp. On the ground, there was nothing that could resist the 23mm caliber cannon, and the fierce firepower raged, easily destroying everything.
At this time, another bright green laser illuminated the militant camp, indicating the attack position for Lin Mo. He locked on and confirmed, and threw out the remaining laser-guided bomb. As a multirole fighter, throwing bombs was a compulsory course. Who said that the Chengdu J-10 could not be used as a bomber. A fireball made in the same way soared in the camp, along with the huge explosion.
This time, the whole world really went quiet, except for the loud roar of the J-10 as it looked for targets at ultra-low altitude. There was not even a single gunshot.
At this time, the special forces soldiers wearing black combat uniforms outside the camp of the militants moved and carefully covered each other as they entered. From time to time, they put bullets into the heads of these militants. From what Lin Mo guessed, the militants must have done something really terrible to cause the special forces soldiers to need to eliminate them all.
Fortunately, Muha McGee escaped the encirclement of the ground troops outside the camp by faking death and fled the battlefield after untold hardships. He wiped out the residual blood on his face while gasping for breath, but he was still hugging his metal suitcase as he glanced at the jet fighter with the blue-red tail flame in the sky. He cursed and limped into the barren desert.
He vowed to take revenge. He would find those 'agents', squeeze a fortune out of them, and look for an opportunity to make a comeback.
Lin Mo circled at an altitude of ten thousand meters above the camp while remaining alert. Suddenly, he heard a voice from the headset: "Calling Gold Coin, mission complete. Allowed to return!"
"Gold Coin copy!" Lin Mo pushed the control stick to adjust the attitude to one hundred meters, circled around the camp, and shook the wings, seemingly waving goodbye. The special forces soldiers on the ground saw the action of the J-10, which had provided them with strong fire support, and all waved back to it.
Without the J-10's strong firepower attacks and containment maneuvers, this operation would have inevitably had casualties. Judging from the results on the battlefield, the impact points of the cannon actually had the accuracy of a sniper, which was simply unheard of.
Who on earth was this? The combat personnel of the ground attack force were full of curiosity while clearing the scene.
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A few days after returning to the base, Lin Mo saw on TV that in Northwest China, the Northwest Military Region and the Kazakhstan military had a joint military exercise.
"Exercise again?!" Lin Mo felt that his mission that day was being wiped out by the so-called exercise on TV. The time and place were definitely not a coincidence. From his, he inferred that the exercises that happened before were probably simply military operations under the guise of exercises, and the aftermath was taken care of seamlessly.
Limited by his clearance level, he could not get information that satisfied him, but Lin Mo still found some clues in a corner of the internet.
Not long ago, a certain top-class hotel in Xinjiang had unidentified militants rushing in and shooting machine guns from room to room, causing a massacre that resulted in dozens dead and hundreds injured. Although the news was blocked by the government, combined with the special mission this time, Lin Mo realized that the government had not taken it lying down and retaliated ruthlessly, doing it in consideration for social stability.
Du du du!~
"Brother Lin! Brother Lin!" Lin Mo was attentively reading an aircraft mechanical manual when someone knocked on the door.
Lin Mo put the book down, stood up, and opened the door of the single dormitory apartment. Outside the door was a thin, dark-skinned, bald warrior. The badge on the training uniform was a squad commander.
"Hao Dali! It's you! What's the matter? Come in first!" Lin Mo stepped away and pulled the shorter thin warrior into the apartment. Hao Dali was from a rural area of Henan, and he and Lin Mo were on good speaking terms. Hao Dali was a veteran on the base who struggled hard to rise through the ranks and had a lot of experience.
At the end of last year, he transferred from a volunteer soldier into a formal professional soldier. His salary had improved by a bit, and the money he sent home to his parents also increased.
"Brother Lin! You're still doing research?" Seeing the two-meter-long large square table in Lin Mo's room that was full of all kinds of things, Hao Dali widened his eyes. The specially-customized square table was only a tabletop with four legs and no drawers. Rubber table mats covered the entire tabletop, on which were a military laptop, several books stacked together, and a number of strange things.
It was impossible for pilots to fly in the sky every day. In order to ensure a good physical and mental state, they had ample spare time. Lin Mo's special hobby was not a secret on the base.
"Yeah! Since I'm idle, I play around with this to pass the time!" Lin Mo glanced at the tabletop and became lost in thought. He could not help but say, "Uh! Just messing around!"
A miniature dragon-shaped Gold Coin was still openly studying the electronic components on the table, oblivious to the fact that a stranger was here.
Now, besides occasionally picking up some metal blocks as snacks for Gold Coin, Lin Mo had another task—finding discarded electronic components that no one wanted for it to study. Gold Coin was also very interested. Every day, it disassembled all kinds of electronic components enthusiastically, and Lin Mo also got a lot of boxes to hold the electronic components such as resistors, capacitors, and integrated circuits that it removed.
Gold Coin, in the form of a miniature Metal-Attribute Giant Dragon that was around one foot tall, was completely absorbed in studying the electronic components and did not even notice that there was a stranger in the room.
Bad, Lin Mo thought as he quickly turned to block Gold Coin and pinched Gold Coin's tail stealthily. But matter how fast he moved, he could not move faster than Hao Dali's gaze. This volunteer from the old Shanxi area also saw the Metal-Attribute Giant Dragon and grinned in surprise. "Hey, Brother Lin, what is this? What an exquisite work!"
The shiny, silver, all-metallic dragon attracted Hao Dali's eyes like a magnet.
As for Lin Mo, his reckless action of pinching Gold Coin's tail was unceremoniously returned by it whipping its tail against his hand, causing red swelling. Lin Mo could not help but hiss and silently curse it for being ungrateful.
"Hehe! It's a toy, just an electronic toy!" Lin Mo's face was stiff, and he simply stepped back and let Hao Dali have a good look at it.
Lin Mo had not expected that Gold Coin, known as a natural master of weapons, had an astonishing talent for learning the electronics of this world. In less than a week, it could make a simple circuit. Moreover, coupled with its inherent sensitivity toward metals, the conduction currents were relatively sensitive. It indulged in researching all day long, forgetting that it was a member of the so-called 'Dragon of Slaughter'.
"Oh!" Hao Dali was just curious about it. Maybe it was the dim lights, but he did not realize that this thing that looked like a Western mythological dragon was a real living creature and thought it was really an electronic toy that could move.
There were indeed many such toys in this world, and Hao Dali was not surprised. After looking at Gold Coin up and down a few times, he remembered that he had official business and quickly said, "Base Commander Ma wants to see you in his office after dinner at 7 for new instructions."
This was an order. Unlike ordinary messages, Lin Mo could not refuse a military order.
The rarely seen Commander Ma, who had a strict rank difference and was the base's highest officer, was looking for him. Lin Mo's eyes turned. "Okay, I know. I will go on time." Then he lowered his voice. "Dali, can you tell me if it's a good or a bad thing?!" He was just released from confinement for a few days, and Lin Mo was a little scared. Who liked to be locked in a small dark room.
Lin Mo was just a normal fighter jet pilot, but the leader called him. Could he have made another big mistake?
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