Munitions Empire

In fact, what Sun Guang was seeing was no longer the most advanced aircraft carrier of the Great Tang Empire, because the Great Tang Empire was modifying its own aircraft carrier to meet the standards for catapult-launching Flying Shark Fighters.

The Flying Shark Fighter is a super heavy fighter jet, with its own weight close to 30 tons, it's like a flying armored vehicle, naturally massive.

The latest generation of fighter jets from Tang Country, including the Yinglong and Flying Shark, are terrifying existences unimaginable to outsiders, they have already brought the prototype of modern warfare to this world.

A brand new air combat mode and a brand new air-to-ground strike mode, both of which had never appeared in this world before.

Wang Hai can now skillfully operate the Yinglong Fighter, and he can feel the strength of this new type of fighter jet, so he cherishes every flight immensely.

For a veteran pilot like him, the opportunities to work with new-type fighter jets are becoming increasingly rare. Every flight is precious, especially mock combat training.

On the battlefield, pilots of the Great Tang Empire Air Force can hardly find any opponents, so they are even more tense during internal mock combat training.

After all, such mock combat exercises are their only chance to showcase their powerful capabilities. As for fighting those idiot-like enemies, they have no interest at all.

Sitting in his cockpit, Wang Hai was not in a hurry to turn on his radar, which might expose his position and put him at a disadvantage.

For him, this mock combat exercise was actually not that important, but as an examiner, he needed to assess the capabilities of the participating new pilots.

So he had to take it seriously, because if he were defeated by those rookies, he would consider himself an unqualified examiner.

"Instructor 1, Instructor 1, two enemy aircraft are approaching your location, altitude 6000, heading... coordinates..."

"Instructor 1 understood!" Wang Hai replied once, glanced at his altitude, and then began to climb.

8000, 8500... Wang Hai maneuvered his aircraft to keep ascending, this is an energy maneuver tactic, which requires pilots to ensure a certain altitude advantage before engagement.

This way, during the kinetic and potential energy conversion process, they can more or less gain some initiative, and at this altitude, the fighter jet has a better field of vision, and the radar detection range is more extreme.

After receiving some intelligence from the early-warning aircraft, Wang Hai would no longer get any alerts. These were the exercise's requirements; after all, continuously receiving alerts from the early-warning aircraft would be too unfair for the participating rookies.

"According to the calculated heading, they should almost reach the location. The passive radar warning system has no reaction, indicating that the opponent did not use beyond visual range air-to-air missiles... What are they planning? Engaging in a dogfight?" Wang Hai checked the radar warning system on his plane, then adjusted his heading to a more ideal position.

In the next second, he turned on the radar and started looking for targets: just kidding, dogfighting is the last resort, he certainly hopes to resolve the target with long-range air-to-air missiles.

As expected, two blips quickly appeared at the position he judged, the opponent didn't play any psychological tricks but came straight at him, seemingly prepared to use their numerical advantage to offset Wang Hai's initiative.

"Although a bit brash, it's indeed a solution." Wang Hai mentally evaluated the opponent's tactics, then armed the weapons.

The radar had already locked onto the opponent, and almost simultaneously, the two "enemy aircraft" participants began to flee immediately. They separated left and right, accelerating away in two different directions.

The computer would simulate the subsequent missile launch operation, and then the judge would determine whether Wang Hai's attack was effective. Two PL (Thunderbolt) long-range air-to-air missiles "detached" from the wings, rushing toward the horizon.

Even though he couldn't see his own missiles, nor were they displayed on the radar, Wang Hai didn't hesitate a bit, pointing his aircraft's nose towards one of the targets.

The engines roared, the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing. A radar alert sounded in his headphones, evidently, the opponent had also determined Wang Hai's location and began radar illumination on Wang Hai's aircraft.

Radar alerts are graded; a beam illumination means the radar signal isn't strong, only the system prompts, without a sharp auditory warning. But when the opponent's radar keeps illuminating, and the beam gets stronger, suspected of already locking on, the radar alert system will endlessly repeat the warning.

At this moment, the opponent was only illuminating radar and hadn't locked on to Wang Hai, but having the initiative, Wang Hai had already completed the guidance, immediately beginning a sharp angle maneuver, trying to evade the opponent's locking.

Meanwhile, the exercise referee had adjudicated that one participating enemy aircraft had escaped Wang Hai's lock, with one of his missiles missing the target.

However, another missile had successfully locked on the target, shooting down that unfortunate enemy aircraft. The remaining Yinglong pilot was still trying to lock onto Wang Hai, but the actual distance between them was already within ten kilometers.

They could visually see each other's general range now! Looking to his left, Wang Hai didn't spot any suspicious targets in the blue sky over there.

Continuing to circle, Wang Hai's radar alert sound abruptly stopped, indicating that the opponent had abandoned the lock since Wang Hai was executing steep maneuvers, making it increasingly difficult to keep the nose pointed at Wang Hai with the closing distance.

The distance between them was indeed too close, so much so that the radar scanning angle was insufficient, making a lock and attack very difficult. In such circumstances, using infrared combat missiles was undoubtedly a more suitable choice.

"Let's see if you really know the limits of this aircraft!" Wang Hai thought in his head, then pulled the aircraft's control stick, letting his Yinglong gracefully veer towards the direction the opponent had just broken the lock.

Immediately, he saw a black dot in that direction, descending in altitude, seemingly trying to dive into the clouds.

"Oh, so you're trying to be fancy?" Wang Hai was disdainful of this tactic of actively giving up energy, as once the aircraft lost kinetic energy, it would be challenging to regain it.

Newbie pilots often get distracted by their advanced equipment, thinking that sacrificing altitude is an acceptable loss, but unless the opponent's radar's look-down capability is hugely inadequate, giving up altitude is generally not a good choice.

The Yinglong fighter's look-down capability is not poor, rather very strong. Moreover, at this distance, Wang Hai doesn't need the radar to search for targets; he has already started to dive towards the black dot heading into the clouds in the distance.