When he heard it was Su-24, Jonathan's face suddenly turned black. You should know that it was a fighter bomber from the main Soviet Union. When performing sea missions, he often penetrated at ultra-low altitude to avoid enemy radar detection, and then used his anti-ship missile or anti-radiation missile (also called radar missile) to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Because of this, when this model officially entered service in the Soviet aviation sequence, the "NATO" led by the United States did not use a slightly humiliating word as before, but used the very fearful neutral word "fener" as the title of Su-24.

This shows how threat this type of Soviet fighter bomber poses great threat to the United States.

So after knowing that it was Su-24, Jonathan knew that his Antrim was played with by the Soviets, and he even made you have no temper at all.

This can be seen from the astonished expression of the radar operator not far away that the two coordinates of the an/sps-49(v) on their ship have no effect on others.

There is no way, who can make people specialize in playing with ultra-low altitude radar?

If the Perry class could also completely defeat the Soviet super-low-altitude killing god, then this type of ship would not be a second-tier battleship and would have long become the second only to an aircraft carrier.

So Jonathan wisely did not find a place for his old face, but urged the helmsman beside him: "Add to full speed and leave this damn sea quickly."

Joseph Needham, who was standing by, couldn't help frowning when he heard this: "Would we notify the Egyptian Navy and look at the direction of the Soviet planes, and are heading towards them."

"Leave this sea area first. Before that, I don't want any extraneous situations to happen. I have been humiliated by the Soviets once. Will there be a second time?"

Jonathan's face was a little ferocious, obviously he was very concerned about Su-24's expression just now without knowing it. Joseph Needham was frightened by Jonathan's expression and knew that he was talking too much, so he nodded quickly: "Yes, sir, I'll give orders now!"

So the Antrim, which had just dropped to economic speed, increased its maximum speed again and ran towards Taranto, Italy, as if it was running.

...

"Cowardly American!"

The Su-24mr, numbered 2247, which had just skipped past the Antrim, actually did not go far, but turned a corner on the skyline. When it was discovered that the Antrim was accelerating and fleeing, the driver Major Popov sneered disdainfully.

Captain Andre, the co-pilot on the side, looked at the detection equipment in front of him and nodded with satisfaction: "It is not a bad thing to be timid. At least their radar beam signals are very real, at least they are much more reliable than the false signals that numb people when they used to exercise."

"I hope the Egyptians' new ships can also allow us to collect real signal data like stupid Americans!" Popov's disdain was even stronger.

"I believe the Chinese are not as good as the Americans in this regard." Andre expressed his opinion.

"So we should let those idiots from the Pacific Fleet come to the Mediterranean to see it. Don't know how to eat and wait for death all day long, worrying about it." Popov said very domineering, but his dissatisfaction was revealed.

As the aviation force belonging to the Soviet Mediterranean squadron, because it often needs to face the Sixth Fleet of the United States, the troops sent by the Soviet Union are all the elite among the elite.

Take Popov and Andre as an example. They are both highly qualified pilots. They not only have excellent flying skills, but also have received training from aviation professional colleges. They can be regarded as compound talents with both experience and knowledge.

If it is placed in other troops, it is not only ace, but at least it is the absolute main force. However, in the Mediterranean Squadron Aviation, they can only be quasi-front pilots who drive reconnaissance aircraft, which is a bit worse than the main pilots who drive fighters.

But this is enough to make the two of them proud, such as the Soviet Pacific Fleet mentioned by Popov. They were despised without any pressure when they despise them.

And the reasons are quite good.

Because the Soviet Pacific Fleet was actually frightened by the gimmick of China's dedicated air defense ships, they could not get what they wanted from China.

So I heard that the same type of "Kashul" was going to conduct a sea trial in Egypt, so I passed the Soviet Navy headquarters and hoped that the Mediterranean squadron, which belongs to the Black Sea Fleet, would help collect data signals from the relevant electronic equipment of "Kashul" so that the Pacific Fleet could analyze and formulate corresponding response measures.

If we were to collect signals from American warships, Popov and Andre probably rushed forward without saying a word. After all, the Soviet Union's opponent was the United States. It was not only the pleasure of the Soviet Mediterranean squadron, but also the place where their contributions were gathered.

But to deal with an Egyptian warship built by China, not only did it work for nothing, but it was also a bit of a loss when it was reported.

The Egyptian warships were so circling around, and they were frightened by other pilots that they often made British and American warships so scared that they were not on the same level as the same level as they were, and they didn't even have the qualifications to brag in a tavern.

How could Popov and Andre be willing to perform this mission? So when they met a US warship, they came to beat the rabbit. On one hand, they vented their dissatisfaction and on the other hand, they also had to prove their strength.

After returning to the base, my colleagues asked, "How are you doing Egyptian warships?"

They also threw the detected Antrim electronic device signal on the face and gave a counterattack slap in the face, which was much better than being pressed on the ground and rubbed.

"Discover the target, heading 247, speed 15!"

Just as the two were bored and chatting, a bright spot of light suddenly flashed out of the radar screen in front of Andre. Andre quickly moved a few switches, and soon the computer on the reconnaissance type Su-24mr obtained the corresponding target parameters.

Popov glanced at the radar next to him and nodded: "I understand!"

After saying that, he pushed the joystick in his hand down, Su-24mr suddenly fell rapidly, then straightened, and then began to speed up against the sea surface.

...

For some reason, Selkar was a little uneasy since the US escort warship left, so he hurriedly ended the sea trial and commanded the "Kashul" to start returning.

Logically, this should have made him feel relieved, but his heart was getting stronger and stronger, which made him have to do it several weeks in the prayer room before he felt relieved.

However, just as he was about to inquire about the ship's condition during the next week, the Egyptian sailor in charge of looking out suddenly exclaimed: "Sir, plane!"
Chapter completed!