Chapter 391： persian hell

Chakhbahar, an important seaport in the Mokran region of southeastern Iran.

On the high mountain north of the port, stands this large radar station. The antenna array is constantly rotating, radiating countless radar waves into the sky.

This is a long-range early warning radar position in southeastern Iran, which is responsible for the air early warning mission in southern and western Iran, and now, the task of this radar station is even more important.

Wandering out in the Arabian Sea, there are three American carriers! Nimitz, Independence and Kitty Hawk, these three aircraft carriers have more than 200 fighter jets, and the number has exceeded the Iranian Air Force!

If the Americans attacked from the sea, this would be the location of the first American fighter jets to be found!

The radar stood. Several Revolutionary Guard soldiers were on duty nervously. They watched the operation of the radar operator and held the steel gun in their hands.

The Revolutionary Guard has now begun to expand, especially the technicians, who have been incorporated into the Revolutionary Guard in large numbers. However, in order to prevent problems with the technicians, it needs to be supervised by staunch Revolutionary Guard soldiers.

Okar, the squad leader of the Revolutionary Guards here, has been here for a few hours. It's dark outside.

"It seems that the Yankees won't be here today, you guys continue to be on duty." As Okar said, he opened the door of the radar station.

Going back to rest for a while, Omar's eyes were a little red.

Just as he walked a dozen steps forward along the road built by the stones, Okar felt that something was wrong. In the distance, why was there a rumbling roar?

In the dark night sky, nothing can be seen, only the sound is getting closer.

Rubbing his eyes, Okar suddenly felt a violent flash in front of him, making him unable to see anything for the time being, but he was thinking sharply in his mind, no, it's a gunship!

Two AH-1 armed helicopters flying from ultra-low altitude in Pakistan fired TOW anti-tank missiles towards this side. The huge long-range warning radar did not find the helicopters flying from the mountains at all!

"Boom!" The fire flashed, and in the explosion of the TOW missile, the long-range warning radar here was blown into the sky, and the logo of Madeinamerica also flew.

"Boom, boom!" Several anti-tank missiles flew past, and the entire radar station was in flames.

"Da da, da da." Okar picked up his rifle and fired frantically at the two helicopters. Unfortunately, his behavior as a car did not last long, and the rockets that came in front of him shot him. The surroundings were all levelled.

These two armed helicopters fired the first shot of America's revenge against Iran!

Just after Iran has been stubborn and missed the last time of the US ultimatum, the US finally couldn't hold back its anger, and the military strike code-named Persian Hell officially started!

On the Arabian Sea, a busy, brightly lit aircraft carrier deck, people dressed in various costumes are busy back and forth, the deck steam is swirling, and the fighter jets are ejected into the sky!

Revenge, revenge!

F-14 fighters, carrying Phoenix missiles, embarked on the journey. This time, they will compete with their own fighters. The Iranian Tomcat fighters are different from those of the United States except for the IFF. The rest are the same!

The A-7 followed, with its mouth wide open, also ejected from the aircraft carrier. The wings on both sides were covered with heavy bombs. Although the appearance of this aircraft was ugly, this aircraft could hang six tons. Ammunition, launch an attack on a target more than a thousand meters away, this is a powerful ground attack aircraft!

Their goals are factories, power stations, and military bases in Iran. The first round of strikes is to destroy the war potential of the Iranians!

The huge navy and air force of the United States are weapons for foreign hegemony! Now, the retaliatory counterattack against Iran can knock Iran into a daze at once!

At the same time, the Karachi base took off a large number of attack aircraft and fighter jets to participate in the battle together.

Two E-2s and one E-3 take command of the entire attack fleet.

Turn **** Iran into hell! Hit these nasty guys hard!

Central Iran, Isfahan, Khatami base.

Sharp sirens echoed over the entire base, and the American fleet had entered Iran's airspace! As Iran's most combat-effective air base, the Khatami base responded quickly.

Just as the rest of the fighter planes were hanging bombs in an orderly manner, and when they were refueling, the two fighter planes on standby had already begun to roll off the runway.

Major Mojitaba Zangenich, one of the first pilots to fly the Tomcat fighter jet, glanced to the side, and his wingman Reza Attasi was also ready to take off.

When the revolution broke out in Iran, the pilots of the old army were not trusted, and many of them were quarantined and reviewed, but now, with the pressure from the United States, Iran has to restore its military combat effectiveness as soon as possible, so, Except for the commander of the 8th Wing of the Iranian Air Force, General Apdul Hussain Mino Saifir, who is temporarily under control, the rest of the people have now been released.

However, their family members are closely guarded in Tehran. If they defect on the plane, the family members will be executed.

Now, no matter what their attitude towards the government is, in short, since the Americans have come to invade, they can only fight back bravely!

The TF30 engine at the rear, emitting fiery flames, propelled the two huge Tomcats, continuously accelerating on the runway, and then gently pulled the operating lever back, and the fighter took off into the air.

With the wings swept back to the end, the two Tomcat fighter jets flew quickly towards the southern sky, where the US fighter jets invaded!

The radar operator at the back has turned on the radar at this time, and used the powerful AWG-9 radar to scan the airspace ahead.

Soon, several bright spots appeared on the screen, and the IFF did not echo.

"Found the target, the distance is 180, the speed is 700, and it is ready to be turned into lock." The radar operator in the rear cabin said, and quickly operated in his hand.

Just then, a large area of ​​snowflakes appeared on the screen.

"Being strongly interfered, prepare to start anti-interference measures." At this time, the radar officer in the rear cabin was already a little puzzled.

"The jamming continues, we can't lock on to the target!" shouted the radar officer.

Damn it! Major Mojitaba-Zangenich understood that this batch of fighter jets imported from the United States must have been manipulated by the Americans! Therefore, it is impossible for us to target Americans at all!

"Di, di." At this moment, the sound of the radar warning receiver came from the headset. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: