Chapter Nine, the Little Eagle

The squadron leader of the F-22 watched helplessly as his mischievous team members flew low over the bow of the Luda-class destroyer, shaking his head in resignation. He had also received the plaintext telegram from earlier. Regardless of the circumstances, the Chinese were indeed too arrogant. Japan was merely an anti-submarine fleet created by the United States for the purpose of defending against the Soviet Union; defeating them was nothing to be proud of.

The F-22 squadron leader has successfully locked onto a distant Chinese fighter jet; now he can add another star to his aircraft at any moment, should he choose to do so. Just as he is contemplating whether to take action, the radar screen, which initially displayed the signal of a single aircraft, suddenly transforms into a cluster of signals.

The massive aircraft carrier's bow cleaved deeply through the azure sea, stirring up waves of white foam. As the highest commander of this fleet, Doug McClain could be considered one of the few individuals in the world with immense power

If Clinton had not been so clever for his own good, intervening in the affairs of the Chinese by sending an aircraft carrier, how could he have stepped down due to a mistress while his career was at its peak? ... God knows, countless U.S. presidents have had mistresses, yet only he ... . ... Forget it. Doug McLeod shook his head helplessly at this thought.

Doug McClain cast a disdainful glance at his deputy, then nodded to the radio operator

However, it is certain that this tactic of the Chinese will not work against us. The deputy commander said confidently, "An operational depth of 800 kilometers can thwart any attack from the cunning Chinese. Moreover, we also have the F-22." At this point, the deputy commander's expression was filled with pride

The enormous roar of the aircraft engine once again pulled the thoughts of the commander of the 44th Air Division back to reality. Watching the plane enter the runway, accelerate, and take off, he was overwhelmed by indescribable feelings, whether excitement, tension, pride, or unease

"Let the F-22 squadron go," the deputy commander ordered upon hearing the report.

"Interference?" Doug McLeish repeated this term strangely, as it had long been a common tactic of his own troops. "Is there any way to resolve this?" Doug McLeish continued to inquire.

***

On the surface of the sea, after receiving a response from the Xiaoying-class aircraft carrier, the captain of the Luda-class decisively pressed a red button beside him

"Tell them we are conducting an exercise and to keep their distance, or we will kick their butts." Before Doug McLeod could speak, his deputy preemptively responded again. Doug McLeod knew that as long as this deputy was around, he wouldn't have to worry about coming up with those lying excuses.

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"Xiaoyinghao aircraft carrier, you have entered China's exclusive economic zone, please leave immediately..." the signalman read aloud. "E-3 has already detected it; the telegram was sent by a Luda-class destroyer 40 nautical miles away," the signalman added.

A captain of a large squadron thought of this and suddenly pulled the control lever, leading his squadron to soar to an altitude of 5,000 meters, where two AWACS 2000 aircraft and the J-11 from the third squadron were waiting for him

Indeed, without aerial coordinated operations and a lack of understanding of the enemy's movements, making last-minute changes to the operational plan naturally leads to foreseeable failure, Doug McLean replied calmly

At the same time, aboard the USS Eagle aircraft carrier, all communication and reconnaissance frequencies were filled with annoying noise and static. What was once smooth communication and reconnaissance suddenly became laborious, requiring the signalmen to shout into their microphones just to convey the general content to the other party

Just ten minutes ago, Doug McLean received a notification from the Japanese Ministry of Defense, stating that the joint fleet, primarily composed of Japan's Second Fleet, has been completely annihilated under the saturation attack launched by the Chinese. Accompanying this news was a detailed account of the battle.

Hearing his deputy's words, Doug McLeod showed no interest in interjecting. It seemed that the arms dealer's advertising had thoroughly influenced his deputy. No matter how powerful the F-22 was, it was merely an aircraft. With this thought, Doug McLeod let out a soft sigh

***

"Nian!" Dao Ge, McLeary immediately commanded

Activate the radar, lock onto the target, brothers, if the Chinese dare to move, take them out first. After receiving the report from E-3, the F-22 squadron was the first to activate the radar

Upon hearing the command, a murmur arose among the crowd, as all the soldiers seemed eager to catch a glimpse of the F-22's grandeur. Just as everyone was discussing how the F-22 would teach those yellow-skinned monkeys a lesson, the signalman once again interrupted loudly: "Report, we have received a plaintext telegram. It is from the Chinese."

In the command cabin, the soldiers were enthusiastically engaged in their tasks, and it seemed that a significant portion of them harbored the intention to teach China a lesson. However, unfortunately for them, they would soon be disappointed.

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Through his research, Doug McLean made a surprising discovery: the Chinese still employ their old tactics—small boats attacking large ships. The only changes are that shells and grenades have been replaced with missiles, and patrol boats have been replaced with missile boats. Yet, it is this remarkably simple tactic that has annihilated an entire fleet

At this moment, the commander of the 44th Air Division is standing at the airport, gazing at the fighter jets that are about to take off. For this battle, the military district commander has urgently allocated four new regiments of "New Leopards" to him. Along with the fighter jets that have already been allocated, the aircraft he can command now accounts for a significant portion of the air force's strength. Reflecting on this, the commander of the 44th Air Division feels an inexplicable excitement in his heart

One should not push the Chinese people too hard. Doug McClain gazed at the distant azure sea, contemplating the possible scenarios. The trade volume between China and the United States serves as the best lubricant, capable of smoothing over most frictions. Although the United States consistently raises the alarm about the so-called China threat, if a conflict were to arise with China, it is likely that capitalists and bankers would be the first to oppose it. The trade volume between China and the United States serves as the best lubricant, capable of smoothing over most frictions. Although the United States consistently raises the alarm about the so-called China threat, if a conflict were to arise with China, it is likely that capitalists and bankers would be the first to oppose it.

What can the F-22 do? I am indeed referring to the F-22.

He has just reviewed the operational plan sent by the command center. Although the plan does not seem as novel as using ballistic missiles against aircraft carriers, it is still somewhat surprising. Watching the fighter jets ready for takeoff at the airport, the division commander is once again contemplating the potential scenarios that may arise from this plan

The fighter jets in the sky, under his watchful gaze, adjusted their formations and swiftly flew towards the distance

The Luda-class? Heh. Doug McRae seemed to envision the image of that old-fashioned destroyer, belching thick smoke and moving sluggishly. Such a destroyer, even if they were to approach a little closer, could not pose a threat to the USS Eagle. This military conflict is bound to, and will certainly, return to the negotiation table once again. As for who will take a seat first and why, Doug McRae is still quite curious about that.

Just now, the Minister of Defense personally called, ordering the deployment of two F-22 fighter squadrons that had been hidden in Naha to assist in completing the mission. However, even so, Doug McClain still could not feel happy.

The F-22 pilot seems to feel no remorse for this excessive joke, flying towards the distant group of Chinese fighter jets in the world's most expensive combat aircraft

The captain of the first squadron watched as the aircraft from the second squadron took off first, shaking his head in helpless laughter. He was not the only one feeling frustrated; was it worth getting so angry? If he were truly angry, he would have probably died of rage long ago. A few days ago, while searching for information online, he inadvertently stumbled upon a website called "Illusion." There, several enthusiasts were passionately discussing how powerful the F-22 is, ultimately concluding that one F-22 could take down ten J-10s. For heaven's sake, did they not consider how many missiles the F-22 actually has? In a moment of anger, he engaged them in a debate on hetushu.com, but to his surprise, within just two or three minutes, he was overwhelmed by a barrage of data from these guys, making it seem as if they had designed the F-22 themselves. He had always known that the enthusiasts from Beijing were formidable, and this time he finally experienced it firsthand. Although he felt indignant, he could not out-argue them, and he also could not reveal any secrets, so the resentment in the captain's heart remained unexpressed until now.

"Report, interference source emission point detected, 50 nautical miles ahead, a Luda-class destroyer. The anti-radiation missile has been mounted, and the aircraft is ready for takeoff at any time. Please provide instructions." Soon, the communications officer's question received a response

"All frequency bands? Then what do they use for communication themselves?" Doug McLeod asked in surprise upon hearing the communications officer's response

Japan has repeatedly urged the United States to fulfill the provisions of the Japan-U.S. Defense Agreement by sending troops to assist Japan. Moreover, the deputy commander had already ordered the fleet to set sail before his arrival. However, even with these actions, it was still a bit too late

Doug McClain's feet did not touch Japanese soil; he was directly taken aboard the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier. As the commander of the Enterprise strike group, this was the first time he did not personally issue the order to deploy

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"Report—! E-3 has relayed information that approximately three battalions and two hundred fighter jets have been dispatched by the Chinese side, currently located four hundred and forty nautical miles away. E-3 requests the deployment of fighter jets." The communications officer looked at the screen in front of him and reported fluently

"What has happened to us?" Doug McLeod asked with a serious expression upon witnessing such a scene

The F-22 above Dalian seemed to play joyfully like a large cat, and after its playful antics, it maliciously pressed the throttle at an altitude of less than one kilometer. In an instant, it broke the sound barrier, causing a sonic boom that startled several Chinese soldiers watching the spectacle on the deck, prompting them to quickly cover their ears

"I don't know, maybe it's the phone?" the communications officer shrugged in response. "However, it's quite strange that our E-3's AN/A and the LQ99D (the effective power of the U.S. AN/ALQ99D and AN/ALQ99E jammers reaches 10 kilowatts, capable of effectively jamming all maritime radars operating in the 30 megahertz to 18 gigahertz frequency range and at distances of 200 to 300 kilometers, including early warning, altitude measurement, guidance, surveillance, artillery targeting, and missile guidance) can only jam within the 30 megahertz to 18 gigahertz frequency range and at distances of 200 to 300 kilometers, which is already the limit of its capacity. How did the Chinese manage to transport such large equipment onto their early warning aircraft?"

At the same time, upon receiving the predetermined signal, all Chinese fighter pilots simultaneously pressed down on the supersonic afterburner pedal

"Haha, the Chinese are still using the old tactics in battle. Moreover, the mistakes made by the Japanese in this fight are simply too numerous," said the deputy commander, smiling as he looked at the detailed report.

"I apologize, sir, we have just encountered a blockage interference," the communications officer replied helplessly, removing his headset upon hearing Doug McLeod's inquiry

Oh, perhaps it is their letter of surrender?" the deputy commander interjected with a smile. The crowd erupted in another round of laughter

The captain of the Second Squadron is currently feeling quite frustrated. Just now, he encountered the First Squadron of Flight 10, and those fellows seemed genuinely surprised that their J-8 Squadron was participating in the battle. They first circled around their aircraft several times, and then shook their heads with a sigh, saying: "Old Eight wants to catch a glimpse of the aircraft carrier; he probably needs to carry three fuel tanks."

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The words of that group from the first squad nearly made him explode with anger. What’s wrong with J-8? J-8 is not even a plane. When you were not yet born, number 10 and number 11, wasn’t it all thanks to me, Old Eight, holding the fort? So, as soon as number 10 comes out, do I become a second-class aircraft? The second squadron leader thought of this and, in a fit of anger, pressed down on the accelerator, leading the way to break formation and descend to sea level.

Currently, there is still nothing. The other party seems to have interfered with all frequency bands from 0.5 to 40 gigahertz. We are trying to increase power to counteract this. The communications officer shook his head helplessly