What is "b-52s"

Usage examples of "b-52s".

We've spent megabucks on the B-1, on the Avionics Modernization Program on the FB-111, on the Offensive Avionics System for the B-52s to carry cruise missiles-and an unmodified vacuum-tube B-52 that entered the service when I did almost thirty years ago wins the Fairchild Trophy.

They assumed that the Megafortress was equipped similarly to regular B-52s, which of course had very good radar, but weren’t outfitted as a mini-AWACS.

While the AGM-84 (Block 1D) missile had been developed by the Navy, B-52s had actually carried the tried-and-true antiship missile for more than a decade.

The B-52s, the assault aircraft of choice because of their fuel capacity, were armed with twenty-four Harpoon medium-range antiship missiles apiece, making them formidable threats against the carrier fleet.

But the Arkhangel was not about to let the B-52s anywhere near the fleet.

The B-52s could count on enough fighter protection only to break through the first wave of Su-27s from the Arkhangel.

The B-52s obeyed the very last verbal wamings received and turned around right at the two-hundred-mile point.

But the scraps of information the B-52s collected did not alter the basic fact: it was going to be a nightmare, if not an impossibility, trying to get close to the Soviet fleet.

The interference pattern on his radar scope, the telltale sign of the enemy fighter's radar transmissions intermingling with the B-52s radar, disappeared and then hardened into a solid white dot on the upper-right corner of the ten-inch scope.

Jamieson decided--since the big B-52s carried only a cramped, uncomfortable, smelly "honey bucket" instead of a real chemical toilet on board, some crew members got accustomed to flying very long missions without using it.

The guys who dropped the bombs from their trusty B-52s didn't have to hear the screams of mothers whose children had just been reduced to jelly-covered guts, and I didn't even have to hear anyone say hello.

I tell myself I'm just a kid, the same age as the kids who crewed those B-52s I sometimes think about, that kids are allowed to be dumb.

The Bomb and Novelty Shop doesn't try to ply me with flaming Lamborghinis, or B-52s, or Wargasms, or whatever they call 'em.