Super military empire

"Dongyao, Dongyao, pay attention to behind you, wild dogs are catching up!" The pilot of the No.2 Backfire on the side of Dongyao saw the U.S. fighter plane suddenly accelerate and could not help but remind him.

"Don't worry, dogs won't chase us! Be careful, I will fly towards you!" Ding Fei exposed the cannon on his buttocks to the American pilot who provoked him, knowing that the other party would not give up.

He needs to take advantage of this opportunity to make a big turn. The American fighter plane was on his left just now, so he couldn't turn to the American plane holding Dongliang.

Isn't it crazy?

Just let the Americans who died in the war, who were going to die and let the war not go on, look at what is called madness, let them experience the PLA’s fierceness and fear of death, and let them see the iron-blooded and cold-hearted pilots of the Republic. Combat style.

"Vulture, stop him, don't let him run. Let him turn around!" Seeing this Chinese bomber wanted to escape, how could the commander on the aircraft carrier let the Chinese run away like this?

On the watchtower outside, cameras have been set up, just to give a picture of China's backward fighter planes that they use as a strategic deterrent weapon, and then make a good publicity.

"The vulture received it, I won't let him run!" At this time, the vulture was very upset, and began to accelerate towards the backfire of China. While accelerating, he raised the height and wanted to go directly from China. The pilot rushed over the top of his head to frighten the Chinese bomber pilot who dared to poke his ass.

He wanted to tell the Chinese pilots that they were too weak, and even he didn't bother to aim at each other.

As a result, in the sky, the US military aircraft climbed to the sky above Tu-22m, and the radar indicated that it could be locked many times. The pilot did not take any actions and maintained the altitude advantage.

Finally, directly turn on the afterburner, rush to the side of the backfire fighter that is turning, and then quickly lower the height.

"Vulture, what are you doing? The Chinese bomber has turned around and moved towards the hyena, stopping him!"

On the many warship decks and watch towers on the sea, many people stand on the ground and use binoculars to watch their pilots bullying the Chinese rookies in the sky.

However, what disappointed them was that their pilots actually overplayed their heads. When the opposing bomber turned around, they jumped directly to the side of the battle bomb.

"Fool!" Ding Fei smiled and cursed when he saw the U.S. military plane rushing over his head, and then opened the throttle to the maximum, and the nose was pointed at the f/a-18 that was flying along with the two holes and charged. In the past, and at this time, another bomber also completed its turn, puckered its butt against the fighter, and slammed the rear cannon from side to side a few times.

"Hyena, pay attention to avoidance, he rushed towards you!" Above the aircraft carrier bridge, the commander holding a telescope to observe could not help cursing.

Chinese lunatic!

Or a Soviet lunatic?

They don't even know whether these crazy fighter pilots are Chinese or Lao Maozi.

"The Soviet pilot drank before getting on the plane!" This is the thought of many people.

As soon as the hyena was about to suddenly turn to the side, and pounced on his ass to reveal the cannon, he heard the reminder in the communication channel and looked to the side. Suddenly, the ghost burst out, the one being chased by the vulture. The bomber rushed towards him!

"Shoot! Vulture, your prey is coming to me." He cursed, but the action in his hand didn't dare to carry the slightest, and he slammed the joystick toward the front and pushed it down until it was low. When Zhan Hong was about to hit him, he suddenly raised the nose and rushed towards it.

"God! I hit it!"

"Oh my God!"

The U.S. Navy, holding their binoculars and putting their hands on their eyes, all exaggerated at this moment.

In particular, the Chinese bomber was about to hit the tail of the f/a-18 whose nose was rapidly descending, and many people even closed their eyes.

However, seen from below, the Chinese bomber that was about to hit their fighter jet lifted its nose when it was about to hit the last, causing the entire plane to fly upwards diagonally, while the U.S. fighter jet slammed toward the sea. After diving down, the tails of the two fighters were able to collide just a few meters away.

"God bless! The damn Chinese has climbed!"

"It's too dangerous, I almost ran into it."

"Oh my God, pull up, pull up!"

Seeing that my fighter jet disengaged from the downward direction, it didn't actually pull up, and slammed into the battleship on the sea. Watching the lively American soldiers, my heart suddenly raised again.

Especially a frigate in the area below the f/a-18 that was descending at a high speed, the captain who was looking up at the excitement suddenly roared.

Originally, the speed of the formation was not too high. At this time, if a warship weighing thousands of tons wanted to speed up, it would not be so fast at all. The helmsman quickly turned the steering wheel to one side, hoping to avoid the fighters and hit them.

The power was increased to the maximum in an instant. However, it is impossible for a steel warship of thousands of tons to be completed quickly in just a few seconds.

"Turn the rudder, turn the rudder! Maximum speed!" The captain ordered frantically, this came too suddenly.

Their rapid steering also caused a panic on the destroyer nearby.

Such a result is simply not what the Fleet Command can think of.

"Hyena, lift it up!" The plane that saw the hyena didn't lift up at all, and the vulture didn't bother to look for the bomber to clean it up.

The hyena is hard to tell. At this time, his joystick has been pulled to the extreme, but the speed was too fast just now, and the fighter could not be pulled up quickly.

"Idiot, let go of the accelerator and stop afterburning!" Seeing this, the vulture knew what was going on.

The hyena, sweating on his head, quickly released the accelerator, and the flame behind the fighter engine suddenly disappeared.

"The eagle's nest, the eagle's nest, the engine is malfunctioning! Help! Help!" The hyena at this time was completely panicked.

"Shut up! Pull up, keep the airplane, re-ignite, or you will crash!" Seeing the hyena's height is getting lower and lower, it has fallen to a thousand meters, but the nose has been pulled up, and The horizontal plane takes the nose as the origin and forms an angle of 30 degrees.

That is to say, it has risen by sixty degrees. As long as the power problem is solved, the current dilemma can be solved.

As an excellent U.S. carrier-based pilot, even if he is a rookie and can fly on board, there is no problem with his psychological quality.

After a brief panic, after hearing the command of the lead plane, he quickly calmed down and reached out and pressed the engine ignition button.

In addition, the hand that had been holding the joystick did not dare to relax. Although the fighter was about to enter level flight, the number on the altimeter was falling crazily, so he did not dare to relax.

"Shot, what is the pilot doing?" The people who saw this situation on the front frigate, the people who just got up because the battleship quickly turned and fell, some have begun to close their eyes and pray for God to save them.

"Continue to fire! Pay attention to fuel, you still have seven seconds!"

The hyena did not give up and pressed the ignition button.

"Boom!" The engine finally sprayed out flames, and the speed of the powered aircraft was controlled, and it rushed forward.

"Pull up! Pull up!"

"Shoot!" Seeing the mast of the warship ahead, the hyena suddenly became uncomfortable again.

I could only suddenly lift the joystick again and increase the throttle, and the plane instantly rushed out towards it diagonally.

"Boom!" As the fighter plane was turning, the left wing tip scraped off the antenna above the frigate mast. The antenna suddenly fell to one side, while the fighter plane swayed and raised its height.

The shaking f/a-18 struggled to control its flight attitude and flew towards the center of the fleet. At this time, an aircraft had just taken off from the carrier deck, and the other two fighters were preparing to take off.

"Shoot!"

The carrier commander yelled.

The pilots on the aircraft carrier and the ground crew can only be ordered to vacate a runway quickly, otherwise the fighter plane will have to fall into the sea.

"Nima, under such circumstances, their plane can actually fly? Dongliang, do you think this grandson is too lucky?" Ding Fei witnessed the situation with his own eyes.

In fact, he still hadn't recovered in his mind, because the fighter plane climbed upwards, making the nose upward, so that he could see the situation of the American fighter plane that he frightened by turning his head sideways.

"Dongyao, this is our luck. If that grandson falls into the sea or hits a warship and explodes, we will definitely be killed!" The pilot of Dongyao said with a panting voice, "Let's return!"

"Did you record the scene just now?"

"My nose just pointed at them, the command center has seen it." Dong Liang said with a wry smile, this kind of game is really too dangerous, "We are bombers, not fighters, let's leave this to the lunatics... "

"Can't go, their fighters are blocking our way back..." Ding Fei saw the two fighters flying over at high speed, and the American fighter that entangled with him at first came behind them, obviously. It is to prevent them from returning.

"Ask the command headquarters, whether to penetrate the defense!" Although we know that the US military is only intercepting them, at this time, the situation is obviously about to lose control.

"We should ask the fighter jets to escort, and the nurse is ready to cheer us up at any time, we are hungry..." Ding Fei glanced at the fuel gauge. The penetration and evasion during such a short period of time caused them to consume a lot of fuel.

"The eagle's nest, the eagle's nest, the hyena's left wing is faulty, request to land!" The fighter plane whose wings hit the frigate antenna staggeredly lowered its height...