Chapter 517

Chapter 517: The Impersonation Operation

From the attacking tactics of the enemy, it was clear that the pilots of the two jet fighters were professional fighter pilots. They were no rookies and were quite a tough opponent.

Initially, to eliminate the armed helicopters, the Super Dodo only used its cannon and did not carry any air-to-air missiles, making it very passive in the current battle.

The two silver jet fighters playfully chased after an A-29 Super Dodo propeller fighter. The combat capabilities of both sides were almost not on the same level.

Although the Super Dodo could firmly lock onto the enemy on the radar screen, it was still useless.

Bamiyan was completely sure that the bullets from the Super Dodo’s 12.7 millimeter caliber machine gun would feel like mere tickles to the enemy.

Damn it, the Super Dodo was not an air superiority aircraft after all.

God, grant me an air-to-air missile, even the oldest Sidewinder missile will do!

With a strange noise, the Super Dodo suddenly shook violently.

It had been hit!

Bamiyan’s face changed dramatically as he looked to the left. The wing was almost shredded in half, the aircraft was irreversibly spinning, and flames were bursting out.

The scene outside the cockpit spun wildly, with fire snakes dancing through the air.

“Eject! Eject! Right now!” Bamiyan pulled the ejection seat switch without hesitation. He saw the flash of fire under the wing of a turning jet fighter.

Another air-to-air missile!

The enemy wanted to obliterate them completely.

With a sharp crack, the cockpit canopy exploded outward, instantly swept away by violent airflow, sending Nikola in the back seat flying first, followed closely by Bamiyan in the front.

Boom! Another dazzling fireball blossomed in the sky.

The distance between the two parachutes was over a hundred meters as they gently descended.

In a two-seater aircraft, no matter who pulled the ejection lever first, the rear seat would always eject first, followed by the front seat. The Super Dodo was equipped with a zero-zero ejection seat that was very safe, allowing for safe ejection at zero height and zero speed. The over ten million dollar price tag for Sally was not for nothing.

“You bastards!” an enraged Bamiyan shouted as he floated under the parachute, giving the two boasting jet fighters the middle finger.

Meanwhile, Nikola, who had narrowly escaped, was trembling as if he had died once.

“Should we take them out, Zork?”

“Let them be. As long as we get our bonus, we don’t need to worry about anything else.”

“Just let them go? They’re the enemy. Poor guys, I really want to see what it would be like to blow them up in mid-air.”

“Bell, you’re such a pervert. Be careful, or one day you’ll eject and end up as a target in mid-air yourself. That’s the unspoken rule among aerial knights, an international custom. Anyway, you won’t gain a penny more.”

“Alright, alright! Let’s head back.”

The two J-6s flew two circles above the two parachutes gently descending to the ground, reported their landing point coordinates via satellite phones, and then turned to leave.

“Where the heck did these fighter jets come from?”

Sally’s face turned pale. She had ordered four Super Dodos and now only one remained at Aircraft Number Three.

Nearly forty million dollars’ worth of fighter jets had been obliterated just like that, and the air superiority that had been firmly in their hands was completely lost. How could anyone believe it?

The path of righteousness is always challenged by darkness.

In the future battles, Sally could no longer imagine how to continue fighting. The enemy could recklessly drop bombs directly above her troops and positions, launching missiles and rockets, and even firing machine guns.

Knowing the power of fighter jets, she understood what kind of disaster this meant.

Now it was large-scale warfare, not small skirmishes. The continuous losses taught Sally another lesson: war depended not only on people but also on money.

The atmosphere on the fourteenth floor of the Dragoon group headquarters was oppressive. The anger of the female CEO seemed ready to ignite everyone around her, so everyone moved carefully, speaking in hushed tones even while conversing.

“It’s the J-6! The Dragoon base captured images using the optical satellite.”

The female assistant Janet Adiya put down the phone.

“What?”

Sally’s face grew even darker. The strategy of luring the enemy deep and using space to gradually wear down their forces had turned into a continuous retreat, losing all advantage. No, it should definitely not be like this; this was not the outcome she wanted.

What the hell kind of ridiculous fight was this? It had completely unraveled.

Could it be that the Chinese had also betrayed them?

Suddenly, she felt as if she was trapped in a terrifying situation of being abandoned by everyone.

No, no, no, this cannot be true. Sally shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel this horrible thought.

Now, Gem Valley was no longer absolutely safe and could be targeted by enemy airstrikes at any moment. Even though there was a Chinese military base nearby, their defensive strength was not guaranteed to be infallible.

Even the oldest, previously retired fighter jets were still jet-powered supersonic fighters!

“The latest financial report indicates we only have enough cash flow to last another two weeks, or we’ll have to sell off assets. Due to the state of war, the bank has already refused to grant us loans.”

Janet Adiya whispered in Sally’s ear, keeping it confidential to just the two of them. If this information leaked, the entire organization would fall into panic, leading to potential desertions and traitors.

Initially, everyone saw the economic strength and advanced equipment of the Dragoon group, which unified them in purpose, so morale was absolutely crucial.

“Okay, I understand!” Sally didn’t have a deep frown on her face, but her heart was still troubled. The group’s main business was jewelry mining; as long as there were ores left to sell, funding was not a problem. Yet she feared a serious imbalance between income and expenditure, which could lead to a cash flow crisis. Military wages, arms purchases, medicines, and food all required large amounts of cash to sustain the war expenses in the four northern provinces.

They couldn’t possibly put all that pressure on the Chinese military. They weren’t babysitters; if they lacked even the ability to protect themselves, why would they deserve the support of the Chinese?

“Report! Commander He of the Dragoon base has arrived.”

“Please come in quickly!” Sally’s expression brightened as if she had caught a lifeline. The presence of the highest-ranking officer from the Dragoon military base seemed to relieve a heavy weight from her heart.

The Chinese had not stabbed them in the back.

“CEO Sally! Hello!” As soon as Commander He Jinliang walked in, he got straight to the point: “The two J-6s have nothing to do with us. They should be fighter jets that our country previously supported to other nations and have now been obtained by international forces and sent over. So, please rest assured, CEO Sally, our support for the group remains unchanged."

“Thank you, Commander He, but we have now lost air superiority. We are left with only one Super Dodo and one armed helicopter, which are simply no match for the enemy’s jet fighters.”

What Sally was most concerned about was the purpose of the Chinese’s visit. Did they simply want to indicate their position and continue to observe, refusing to act until the last moment, or were they going to support the Dragoon group?

“Considering the current situation, I believe we are both very clear. We do not wish for you to be at a stalemate with those invaders. The enemy’s deployment of jet fighters has escalated this war, changing its nature entirely. As a result, our original plans must also change. I have submitted a request back home to resolve the threat posed by these two J-6s in the near future.”

Commander He presented a plan developed through discussions with all officers in the unit. The arrival of the fighter jets had made a significant change in the war, exceeding the initial assessments of both sides’ strengths. They believed the Dragoon group’s current capabilities were inadequate to deal with the armed militants equipped with jet fighters.

Air superiority plays a crucial role in modern warfare, with the Americans excelling at it. American soldiers often call for air support, relying on aerial firepower to keep the Iraqi, Yugoslavian, and Afghan Taliban forces at bay.

“Really?” Sally felt an unexpected surge of joy; this was the best news she had received in recent days.

The Chinese were finally stepping in.

Gem Valley was saved!

The four northern provinces were saved!

The Dragoon group was saved!

Commander He smiled and nodded.

What were two J-6s in front of the mighty Chinese military? It was like a mantis trying to stop a cart.

“F-22 ready. ‘Raptor’ is entering launch procedure!”

Lin Mo increased the engine output, skillfully pushing his aircraft onto the runway, and in an instant, he shot up into the sky.

No, he hadn’t made a mistake; this fighter jet, which looked extremely similar to the F-22 Raptor, was definitely not the real deal but a counterfeit.

This was not a genuine F-22 but rather a J-18 in disguise, all part of Lin Mo’s prank.

Lifting off at a high angle, the aircraft quickly pierced through the cloud layer at 5,600 meters.

In a flash, the design of the J-18 was entirely unrecognizable.

The deep gray livery concealed the familiar ‘Eight One’ insignia, completely replaced with the standard F-22 exterior coating, like a homemade product in China dressed up in the appearance of a ‘Raptor.’

The engine’s exhaust had the same dual vector nozzles as the F119-PW-100 engine, belching out almost transparent blue flames that were indistinguishable from the F-22.

For Lin Mo, who possessed two F119-PW-100 vector thrust engines, creating the visual effect of the engine was utterly no challenge.