Chapter 767: The Troubled Turks

Inside the cockpit of three T-129 “Turkish Mongooses,” the alarm of the fire control radar suddenly went off.

The ELTl56-05 radar warning system and the RALM laser warning system both lit up with blinding red lights.

Before the main pilot and co-pilot could react, the helicopter was struck as if by a freight train, completely losing its balance and spiraling wildly.

Just as the body began to roll, a massive red fireball erupted from within, engulfing the entire helicopter. Countless fragments rained down like hail, accompanied by smoke and flames, while the remaining ammunition exploded in the air.

The ground firepower from above the valley was swiftly annihilated.

“Fire Eye” knew this was the aerial support they had called for; it was indeed sharp and effective. In less than one round, the three Turkish T-129 attack helicopters were blown apart midair.

This destruction stemmed from the power of an electromagnetic railgun twelve kilometers away, with a firing rate of 7 Mach ensuring that any projectile Lin Mo used would have terrifying lethality.

"The three ‘Turkish Mongooses’ have been taken out. You need to move out of the valley quickly; Turkish reinforcements are arriving. Be cautious of the ground troops; I’ll help you clear some of them out. Start accepting ground reconnaissance data sharing now."

Lin Mo’s voice reached Fire Eye and the other members of the fourth squad. His attack efficiency was terrifyingly high; they hadn’t even seen a shadow before everything was over.

The X-8 “Monstrous” variable wings fighter jet, equipped with reconnaissance and warning functional modules, transmitted the captured ground reconnaissance data to all fourth squad members. Every soldier from the Turkish Special Operations Brigade was marked, making even their camouflage efforts futile.

This battle increasingly resembled a game.

A small black dot appeared in the line of sight of a soldier from the Turkish Third Special Operations Brigade.

A fighter jet? No sound?

“An aircraft is approaching!”

The soldier shouted, and many turned to pay attention.

"Just one! Where did it come from?”

“Probably Incirlik; it’s closing in on us in supersonic mode!”

Only in supersonic mode could one see a small black dot moving quickly, far ahead of its sound, creating that eerie silence. In a surprise attack, this meant instant unpredictability; only when the fighter flew overhead would the ground troops hear the roar of its engines.

“Black paint? Has anyone seen that before?”

Someone raised binoculars, noting it wasn’t the common silver-gray or yellow-green camouflage. He had never seen such a mysterious paint scheme, devoid of any reflection and shrouded in mystery.

It was like a woman concealed under an Islamic veil, with none able to discern the face beneath.

Could it be their own air force? So fast, most people were still stunned.

“Enemy attack! Take cover!”

“It’s not our plane; hide quickly!”

“Enemy attack! Be alert to air defense!”

Some quick-thinking individuals immediately became vigilant, diving into nearby ditches or any hiding spots.

It’s better to be safe than sorry; their actions were undeniably correct.

“Have you spotted it?”

The Turks reacted surprisingly quickly, prompting Lin Mo to glance at those soldiers in admiration.

For those with the ability to detect and destroy, possessing advanced fighter jets that could cruise at 5 Mach, once the aircraft appeared within visual range, the enemy had already entered the attack radius of all weapons, including the cannon.

The X-8 “Monstrous” was not equipped with conventional large-caliber cannons. Instead, it utilized electromagnetic railguns as its main weapon, drawing power from the gold giant dragon to ensure nearly limitless energy supply, fully guaranteeing this weapon system’s operation.

Due to the lack of propellant requirements, Lin Mo could use any metal that met the caliber for the electromagnetic shells without hesitation. This was very easy for him to process and allowed for quick ammunition switching.

The avoidance tactics of the Turkish Special Operations Brigade were really of no use; against the astonishing fire rate of the electromagnetic shells, hiding had no significance. Even if they ducked into a ditch, a single high-explosive warhead tossed in would unleash a 360-degree shockwave powerful enough to leave them half-dead.

Hiding behind a boulder was even simpler. A tungsten-core armor-piercing round would create a small hole on the rock’s surface, while the other side would spray out a macabre splash of blood and flesh.

However, Lin Mo hesitated to use his powerful anti-ground attack weapons. The Dragon Knight once again allowed the Turks to understand what it meant to face a cannon sniper.

Fireballs erupted on the ground as the soldiers of the Turkish Special Operations Brigade let out blood-curdling screams. When they realized that even hiding could not protect them from high-explosive cannon ammunition coming from tricky angles, they all rushed out of their hiding spots, firing into the sky without concern.

They hadn’t prepared any anti-aircraft weapons; their light arms were not even capable of scratching the surface of the “Monstrous” variable wings fighter jet.

A detachment from the fourth squad, led by the variable wings fighter jet, quickly broke the encirclement that was about to form, disappearing into the vast Turkish mountains like a small pebble tossed into the sea, creating only a small ripple before vanishing completely.

“That damned fighter jet has appeared again! Where the hell is it coming from? Why is there no reaction on the radar?”

“Reporting, two ‘Terminators’ have been shot down! We’ve already lost four ‘Mongooses’! Oh my God, six? How is that possible?”

“What is happening? Are they declaring war on us? Order the ‘Caspian’ F-16 squadron to engage; we must find it. Damn it, send a message to the Americans that an unidentified high-speed stealth fighter has suddenly appeared over our territory.”

“What? The Chinese? Bastard, is your IQ this low? If it were the Russians, I might believe it a bit more.”

While Lin Mo was effortlessly dismantling the Turkish search efforts, the Turkish military fell into a frenzy. Not only were their air attack forces being knocked down one after another, but their ground troops were also experiencing a brutal and inhumane massacre.

A black swept-back wings fighter jet burst onto the scene from who knows where, and no country or organization had stepped forward to take responsibility for it.

Some informed Turkish media seemed to pick up on some hints. The military and government were doing everything possible to suppress the news; anyone could imagine the disastrous impact if this were to be exposed.

As Lin Mo wreaked havoc on the Turks, he showed no mercy. Even the “Night” headquarters had not anticipated his aggressiveness would exceed expectations, having to remind Lin Mo several times to cease fire to avoid inflicting even greater casualties on the Turkish military.

The unspoken rule remained; for now, China had enough excuses, but crossing the line meant a declaration of war. If war did break out, Turkey would likely suffer a tragic fate, which was something they wanted to avoid, knowing well what they were getting into.

Though the Turks had their suspicions, they refused to believe it was the Chinese at play, and the Kurdish forces rejoiced at having such strong support.

After Squadron Leader Zhang Zhenyu’s team reached the Kurdish stronghold first, other squads also managed to gather without incident under Lin Mo’s cover.

The Turks were almost sure that a black high-performance stealth fighter was roaming their territory. To regain control, they had to deploy warning aircraft and borrow American military satellites to repeatedly scan their own and neighboring countries.

They came up with a self-righteous "smart" plan to scan any location suspected of being an airport for verification.

For jet fighters, a runway longer than 1,000 meters was necessary; it was easier to find suitable runways than to find the fighter jet itself, plus the targets would be larger.

The Turks probably never imagined that the mysterious fighter jet that kept giving them a hard time could adapt to various terrains and had vertical takeoff and landing capabilities. It could hide in the shadows of the mountains or beneath cliffs, making it hard for reconnaissance aircraft to detect the "Monstrous."

Moreover, each time Lin Mo launched an attack, he fully utilized the complex terrain of the Turkish mountains, engaging in thrilling low-altitude high-speed flying through the winding valleys, reappearing suddenly in places the Turkish military had never considered.

Such an approach was difficult for even optical satellites to trace back to where Lin Mo’s fighter jet emerged, as the naturally dense visual obstacles formed by the mountainous terrain also posed challenges for the satellite’s optical lenses.

Without using missiles or rocket bombs, just one round after another, Lin Mo’s precise electromagnetic shells were enough to leave the Turks suffering. Meanwhile, the Kurdish forces’ morale soared as they continued to launch attacks, putting Turkey into a state of panic.

The operations of the East Turkestan forces were also shared with the Kurds by the Chinese, leaving the Turkish government to reap what it had sown.

It wasn’t until the Chinese military broke through the Turkish air defense net once more, reaching the Kurdish mountain stronghold to deliver supplies and evacuate the wounded, that the black stealth fighter finally disappeared from the view of the Turks.

The tech-savvy blonde girl couldn’t possibly sit in Lin Mo’s deadly "Monstrous" fighter jet cockpit, so she boarded a transport helicopter with the powered armor pilot and others to return home.

To prevent any unforeseen events along the way, Lin Mo’s fighter jet also took on a role as a escort, guiding the transport helicopter into Armenian territory before speeding back home.

When the X-8 “Monstrous” variable wings fighter jet crossed the border line again with an active identification signal, it marked the fifteenth day since Lin Mo entered Turkey.