I abandon all thought of the lure now, and instantly choose to fight. I will not present my tail to these fanatics, and run like a scared child! I flip the toggle for my jammer, and smile into my oxygen mask as the tone falters. Jammed.
I have the edge, until he burns through. Now, we are about fifty miles apart and I see them on my HUD, a single dashed line, enemy.
I slew the TD box and try to lock but cannot. I too am being jammed. But my RP-29 is more powerful. I will burn through first.
I try again, and at 48 nautical miles I lock the enemy lead.
At 2000 meters, I am too low to fire the R-27, however. I must risk it and close — if I override the computer and launch, the R-27 will not have the energy to close target at this altitude.
At thirty miles the Mirage locks me again, and just as he does I get the “NP” launch authorization! Take this, my bearded friend!
The R-27TE/AA-10D screams off the rail…
…followed by its R-27RE/AA-10C partner, as fast as I can select it.
Now, the dance begins.
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