At the airport, the Japanese navy planes took off one after another.
The planes of the Japanese Navy Air Force were Type 96 fighter jets, which were only equipped to the Japanese Navy and Army Air Force in 1936.
This plane was more advanced than the one that Chairman Chang Kaishen had bought. However, compared to Ye Fan's Epic Novice Gift Bag's next-powered aircraft carrier, the difference was unimaginable.
Ye Fan stood in the command module of the aircraft carrier and looked at the dense red dots on the radar. His heart was still calm.
Ye Fan knew that the aircraft on the next-powered aircraft carrier belonged to the third generation according to the generation.
The Japanese planes were propeller-driven planes, which were several orders of magnitude inferior to the aircraft carriers.
"The radar shows that the Japanese planes are less than 30 nautical miles away from us!”
Listening to the report of the radar soldier, Ye Fan picked up the phone on the command desk.
"Immediately dispatch 10 aircraft to take off with air-to-air missiles! Also, don't add bombs, add two more auxiliary fuel tanks!”
The soldiers in the hangar received the order and got busy.
The maintenance technicians carrying maintenance tools checked and repaired every carrier aircraft that was sent out of the warehouse. They urged the ground crew to hang air-to-air missiles and install a box of cannon ammunition chains on the machine guns.
After the ground crew removed the heavy bomb, they attached two auxiliary fuel tanks to the fighter jet.
Ye Fan slowly walked to the deck of the aircraft carrier. After the ground crew saluted, they began to get busy again.
In less than ten minutes, the preparations for take-off were completed.
The ground crew flag holding two starting flags pointed horizontally into the distance.
The pilot made a hand gesture, accelerated, and flew toward the launch position.
Whoosh ~
The first carrier aircraft launched into the air. The moment it left the deck, it began a 60-degree climb.
Ye Fan held his pocket watch and looked at the time. It took two minutes for a carrier aircraft to start and take off.
The ten aircraft were all safely lifted off in twenty minutes.
"All combat units, turn on the airborne radar!”
Under the command of the formation leader, the ten aircraft turned on their radars at the same time.
The red dots on the radar were the Japanese fighter jets.
The Japanese fighter jets were not equipped with radars yet. It would take at least three years before the Japanese army would be equipped with radars.
Ten pilots piloted the F14 carrier aircraft skillfully and quickly flew towards the Japanese aircraft formation.
"Distance, seven nautical miles ~"
A pilot reported the situation to the other pilots through the airborne radio according to the distance of the red dot on the radar.
The captain locked onto a fighter jet and pressed the red button. An air-to-air missile with a long tail flew towards the Japanese fighter jet.
The Japanese pilots were using the airborne radio to report the situation to each other.
"No enemies detected with the naked eye, over!”
The captain of the Japanese flight formation adjusted the knob and switched to the flight formation channel.
"Continue moving forward. I'll first contact the Pagoda Chief.”
Captain, adjust the knob.
Squeak ~~~
The airborne radio also showed signs of signal loss and noise.
"Baka, what happened?"
The excited pilot quickly adjusted the dial and switched back to the formation channel.
"Everyone, can you hear me?"
Squeak ~~~
There was a cacophony of noise.
There were a total of 30 Japanese Type 96 fighter jets, and all the airborne radio stations were out of order.
On the aircraft carrier, the electronic jammer was constantly operating. The signal of the radio used by the Japanese was all jammed.
The 30 fighter jets were like headless flies in an instant. They were in chaos.
Hu ~
An air-to-air missile streaked across the horizon.
"Baka, what is that?"
A Japanese fighter pilot saw a flaming missile flying over. Before he could turn the plane around, he was hit by the missile.
Hong ~
A fireball spread in the air, mixed with thick black smoke. The fighter jet shattered into pieces in the explosion.
The burning debris fell into the sea.
The other fighter pilots were shocked and immediately came back to their senses.
When the airborne radio failed, the Japanese pilots used the plane to close the distance and communicate with each other.
The captain of the aircraft formation kept gesturing for them to be on guard.
Another Japanese pilot gestured that he had not discovered the enemy.
The pilots of the remaining 29 fighter jets felt their hearts in their throats. They didn't see any fighter jets or ships within their visual range. They only saw the battleships of their navy firing at Song Hu's position.
From the horizon, three more air-to-air missiles with long flaming tails flew over.
The captain of the Japanese team kept gesturing, indicating that there were unknown weapons ahead.
The 29 fighter jets instantly dispersed and evaded the incoming missiles.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three fighter jets that were locked onto, one turned sideways, one pulled up, and one dived down. However, it was useless. The missile followed the turn and hit the bottom of the plane.
Three fireballs rose into the sky, and the fragments of the plane flew everywhere, hitting the shells of the nearby planes.
The captain of the Japanese flying formation shivered and felt like he was about to collapse.
He operated the fighter jet with one hand and gestured with the other. Where did the cannonball that could turn come from?
The other pilots kept gesturing. I don't know. I've never seen such a cannonball before!
At this moment, the Japanese pilot had never seen a missile before, so he treated the missile as a cannonball that could turn.
The Japanese who were communicating with hand gestures were all staring ahead in fear, afraid that the cannonballs would turn and continue to fly over.
On the aircraft carrier, Ye Fan connected to the captain of the carrier aircraft formation through the electrical device in the command module.
"Formation leader, the radar shows that there are 30 Japanese fighter jets. I order you to destroy 29 of them and let one go!”
The team leader frowned and immediately adjusted the radio channel to connect to the radio stations of the surrounding aircraft.
"Commander's order, take out 29 fighter jets and release one!”
"Roger, over!"
The pilots piloted the fighter jets and remained out of sight of the Japanese pilots. They then locked onto them and fired air-to-air missiles.
In less than half an hour, the 29 fighter jets had all turned into pieces and fell into the sea. There was only one fighter jet left. The Japanese pilot gasped and flew the fighter jet towards the airport. He was so nervous that he forgot that he was a pilot.
After landing at the airport, the Japanese pilot sat in the plane. He did not dare to get off the plane for a long time. His face was ashen, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably as he held the control stick.
The commander of the control tower narrowed his eyes and looked at the lone fighter jet at the airport.
"What happened? Why hasn't the pilot come down yet?"
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