High above the Ghost Waters!
A lunatic! That was the squadron leader's only thought. The encounter had just scared him into a cold sweat!
At speeds like these, human reflexes could no longer react to anything within visual range, yet the other aircraft had just passed him at practically zero distance! Even the turbulence and shock wave had made his fighter shake noticeably.
It was easy to imagine that the slightest deviation would have sent the two aircraft colliding like planets in a cosmic catastrophe!
"I can't see it! The enemy fighter has optical stealth! It should be the Airborne Ghost! Small airframe, speed exceeding Mach 5. Preliminary assessment: an unmanned aircraft!
"Everyone, cover me! I'll take the lead! Wait until it engages and slows down before attacking with missiles!
"While you're covering me, keep an eye on our surroundings. According to our intelligence, there should be two of them!" The squadron leader rattled off his orders while banking his fighter steeply, turning around to pursue Nie Yun.
"Yes, sir!" came the replies over the comms.
Of course, engaging it depended on whether the enemy wanted to fight them. Manned fighters could never match the speed of an unmanned fighter like this. The F-35A's maximum design speed was only Mach 1.6!
If the enemy was determined to flee, the four of them would never catch it!
At that moment, the squadron leader also had two questions nagging at him.
Wasn't the enemy aircraft radar-stealthy? Why could his radar detect it?
And his own fighter was radar-stealthy too, so how had the enemy known his flight path so precisely and charged straight at him? Surely that couldn't have been a coincidence?
The four F-35As pursued Nie Yun in a diamond combat formation, with the squadron leader's aircraft at the front.
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