183: Chapter 183 The Brave Win

"Flying Dragon 1's passive radar was briefly activated during the opponent's first scan. They should already be aware of our presence. Please make a decision as soon as possible. The radar system has re-entered silence mode."

Flying Dragon 1 reported a series of warning messages, and Wang Wei instantly focused his mind.

"Flying Dragon 1, how long until we encounter those eight fighter jets?" Wang Wei asked after a moment of consideration.

"According to the current heading, about 8 minutes."

"Good, help me connect to the AWACS in the rear."

"Yes, Captain Wang Wei."

"Hello, Flying Dragon Squad."

"Hello, this is Flying Dragon Squad, Flying Dragon 1. I am Wang Wei. The island nation has dispatched 8 stealth fighters, likely F-35s, heading directly for our flight airspace."

"F-35? Damn, our radar's detection capability against stealth fighters is quite weak; the radar shows nothing right now. Wait, how do you know? Did the land-based early warning radar contact you directly?"

"That's not important; you'll know later. What I want to say is that our aircraft will soon release strong electromagnetic interference waves, which may damage some radar equipment. Please shut down all reconnaissance radar immediately."

"Don't worry about the JJ-16 formation; we will take care of them. Over." Wang Wei watched the time, his speaking speed involuntarily quickening.

"AWACS received!"

After taking care of the AWACS, Wang Wei arranged for Flying Dragon 1 to contact the JJ-16 squad ahead.

"Well, now I'm playing nanny and bodyguard at the same time," Wang Wei shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"JJ-16 squad on a northeast heading at an altitude of 8000, this is Wang Wei, behind you."

"Wang Wei? Didn't you go to Yanjing? How did you end up flying here?" The captain of the JJ-16 squad asked with some surprise.

"Su Wen, I'll bicker with you later. There's an emergency right now. The island nation has 8 F-35s flying towards you. You will encounter them in about... about 5 minutes."

Wang Wei said after glancing at the "friendly reminder" from Flying Dragon 1 on his screen.

"F-35? Damn it, if I'd known, I should have flown the JJ-20A. I don't know what kind of madness the base is suffering from today, forcing us to fly the JJ-16."

"That's not important. I'll deal with those F-35s when I have a moment. I contacted you to tell you not to turn on your radar. We will be conducting electromagnetic interference across the entire airspace in a moment, don't get caught in the crossfire."

"No, we've kept them off the whole time. The AWACS behind us is watching for us." After Su Wen finished speaking, he felt something was a bit off, but he couldn't put his finger on it for a moment.

"Uh, you couldn't see before, and I'm afraid you'll see even less now."

Wang Wei watched the time as he spoke; he wanted to wait until the right moment to 'turn off the lights.' This was a welcoming gift for the island nation's E-3C and that RC-135W.

"Wang Wei, what you're saying today is a bit jumpy; I can't understand you at all."

"Haha, alright, there are 2 minutes left. I won't keep talking to you. Stay safe. Also, I'll give you a surprise in a moment."

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he cut the connection. He needed to assign tasks to his squad; interference, sneak attacks, and battlefield monitoring were not jobs he could do by himself—he couldn't handle it all.

Inside the command room of the RC-135W at the US base in the island nation, it was a scene of busy activity. Commander David Brown was constantly issuing tasks, and then had to transmit real-time information back to Base Camp. He felt he hadn't been this busy in a long time.

"Pay attention to collecting the electronic signals of the Chinese fighter jets. The island nation's F-35s are about to rendezvous with them. They..."

The next second, the screens in the combat command room almost instantly went black, and then uniformly turned into blue standby screens.

"What's going on?"

"Report, it's possible, it's possible the radar has malfunctioned."

"What do you mean 'possible'? Hurry up and troubleshoot it, restart the system."

"Yes!"

The operator nervously entered commands. Half a minute later, he looked up at David and then shook his head helplessly.

"What the hell, communication, is communication still normal?"

"Report, communication is normal."

David snatched the headset. He needed to contact Base Camp immediately; his intuition told him this was definitely not a simple malfunction.

Koizumi Ichiro and his team finally saw the JJ-16 formation ahead. He gestured to the wingman beside him, and then flew to the side and rear of the JJ-16 formation. He was very cunning; this position allowed him to occupy an active attack position at any time.

"Chinese fighter jets at altitude 8000, 10 o'clock position, please state the intent of your flight."

Koizumi Ichiro had already practiced this sentence in Chinese until he was fluent.

The other side did not reply, which made Koizumi Ichiro a bit angry. He tried to turn his head to look behind, but did not see that 3-aircraft formation.

"Sasaki, it's very strange. Didn't the AWACS say the opponent had 7 fighter jets? There are only four here. Where are the other three? Why didn't the AWACS report their position in time?"

After Koizumi Ichiro finished speaking, he felt a bit uneasy. He tried several times to turn on his active search radar, but in the end, he held back.

"Koizumi Squad, let's keep an eye on this 4-aircraft squad first. I'll contact the AWACS to ask about the situation."

"Okay."

Just as the two finished talking, Wang Wei's voice came through Koizumi's headset.

"That guy named Ichiro, did he come today or not?"

"Brother Wang Wei, this is where you are in the wrong. We are old friends, after all; how can you still not remember my name?"

"Who's friends with you! Cut the crap. I don't want to go back and get beaten by my grandfather. Stop talking nonsense, let's begin."

"Baka, arrogant Chinese, come on."

After Koizumi Ichiro finished speaking, he went straight into a side roll, breaking away from the squad. His squad was already used to him operating this way and continued to maintain their original heading, monitoring the JJ-16 formation.

"Come on? Are all Chinese cowards? Don't even dare to show your face? Our Yamato..."

Before Koizumi Ichiro could finish, he discovered a grey fighter jet beside him. He glanced at it casually, but then his eyes never left that aircraft again. He rubbed his eyes, finding it unbelievable.

"Is this a new type of Chinese fighter jet? How is that possible? Didn't their JJ-20A just enter actual service? How did another new aircraft pop up?"

Just as he was frowning and thinking, the anxious voice of Squad Leader Sasaki suddenly came through his headset.

"Major Koizumi, emergency situation. The AWACS has returned to base. They seem to have been hit by an electronic attack. All warning and search radars have been completely destroyed. Base Camp told us to be careful; it seems the Chinese have set a trap for us."

Koizumi Ichiro took off his headset, then looked at Wang Wei's carrier-based aircraft with a cold gaze. He slowed down, wanting to observe this aircraft first. When he saw the tail and belly of Flying Dragon 1, he was stunned once again.

"Nani, what kind of fighter jet is this? Such a strange design, and this exhaust flame, why is it like this?"

In the instant before he could figure it out, Wang Wei was already behind him, and in the standard position for cannon fire.

"Baka, cunning Chinese."

Koizumi Ichiro began to perform various evasive maneuvers, but even after using afterburners, the falling leaf maneuver, and everything else, he was still tightly latched onto by Wang Wei. Koizumi became a bit nervous, and sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"Forget it, I'm done playing with you. I suddenly feel like I'm comparing IQs with a toddler."

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he accelerated, and Flying Dragon 1 just disappeared little by little before Koizumi's eyes.

"This, this speed, how is it possible??"

After being stunned for a moment, Koizumi Ichiro decisively turned on his search radar. He decided to take a risk; his strong pride was pushing him step by step into the abyss...