F-14 Tomcat pilots in the sky can be said to be very safe, they don't have to worry about otherworldly air in their cockpits. They wore heavy helmet sights, oxygen masks and intercom systems on their faces.

These fighters can fly more than twice the speed of sound when necessary, and not just any demon can catch up.

Therefore, as long as there is an iron-hearted retreat, they are often safe and will not be shot down. Including the F-15 fighters, the pilots of the F-16, the F-18 and the F-14, from the beginning of the war to the present, the number of real casualties is really very small.

"The radar interference is very serious, and I have no way to confirm the target." Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the weapon operator looks at the radar screen, looking for suspicious targets in the sea.

Their fighter radar can only scan the air, after all, the F-14 Tomcat is not a multi-purpose sea attack fighter.

The main means of attacking the sea is generally entrusted to the F/A-18 fighters, and the multi-purpose radars they carry and the light anti-ship missiles they are equipped with are the main means of attacking the sea.

"I bet there are no enemies in the sky anymore." The pilot steered the plane through the clouds, and the two huge engines let out a deafening roar.

In the cockpit, they couldn't actually hear all the sound of the engine, they could only feel the turbulence of the air current, and some of the noise. After all, a good working environment has always been the guarantee that pilots can perform tasks for a long time, so the noise in the cockpit and other problems, the engineers of Ellan Hill have made extensive improvements.

Because of the magic in this world, many details that used to be solved by weight can now be solved with magic, so similar improvements have made Iran Hill's fighter have more powerful performance.

"Long machine! Leader! I saw a strange target on my radar! It was 20 kilometers southwest of us......" The wingman's confirmation voice came from the headset, and the radar weapon operator behind the pilot of the long plane heard it, and involuntarily carefully distinguished his own radar.

"It's really a suspicious spot of light...... It could be a distraction, it could be a big enough dragon! The radar operator took a closer look at the radar screen and said, "This damn electromagnetic radiation...... When can it calm down. ”

"Probably in the next two days!" The pilot turned his course around, and then looked at the somewhat disordered direction gauge: "We must reserve more fuel, otherwise we may miss the aircraft carrier due to electromagnetic interference when we go back." ”

"Formation No. 25 of the 3rd Squadron, go to patrol suspicious targets!" After the pilot pressed the intercom, he gently pushed his joystick and let his fighter fly diagonally towards the target.

The wingman following the F-14 Tomcat also tilted its fuselage almost at the same time, and the two planes gracefully skimmed the clouds one after the other.

"The radar interference is still serious...... It's a waste of time and effort for us to search for targets with our eyes like this. The weapon operator in the back row stared at the clouds that were here and there, and continued to complain.

They could have used radar to accurately find targets, but now because of the electromagnetic interference caused by nuclear bombs, they can only use their own eyes to find the enemy, which is a depressing thing.

If they had been placed below this distance in the past, they would have been able to fire at demonic air targets that could not be seen at all.

"I don't see any targets!" A distance of twenty kilometers is nothing at all for the F-14 fighters, and soon they came to the area where the target could be found. However, there are only a few clouds here, and there are no expected demonic air forces.

The two planes began to descend little by little, until they descended below the clouds, and they did not find the expected goal.

However, they found the surface wreckage of the demon unit attacked by the F/A-18 multi-role fighter on the surface of the sea, and there were some fragments of warships floating on the sea, most of which were broken decks.

Traces of the leaked energy liquid can still be faintly seen, the waves crashing against some small boats, which are empty of demons with no escape, and I think that because of the explosion of fuel, no demons have a chance to climb onto the new equipment that is ready to save lives.

The demonic navy is not without thinking of some ways to save itself, and they also realize that their warships are very fragile and prone to explosions. So they also prepared some escape equipment for their warships, and lifeboats were one of them.

It's a pity that because the explosion was too fast, many times the officers and men of the Demon Navy didn't have time to put down these small lifeboats, and even the people and boats were blown up into the sky.

"It seems that they have not been able to escape the search of the attack aircraft unit...... "The weapon operator in the co-pilot also saw the somewhat bleak sea surface and said with emotion.

"Wait...... There is a reaction on the radar. When the operator retracted his gaze, he inadvertently saw a large target on his radar screen: "It's nearby!" Adjust the height! Adjust the height! ”

Almost subconsciously, the pilot pushed the joystick, and the F-14 Tomcat fighter immediately accelerated and began a dive action.

In the other Tomcat fighter behind this fighter, the pilot pulled his control stick sharply and reminded his long plane loudly: "Demon Dragon! Magic Dragon! It's right behind you! Damn it! ”

"It's diving! It's fast! The co-pilot operator twisted his head to find the black monster chasing after him, but all he could see was a stout black tail flicking and some terrifying dragon armor-covered body parts.

"Sit down!" The driver pushed the afterburner lever, and the push sensation instantly put him on his ejection seat. As he steered his plane to accelerate, he jerked the joystick and quickly rolled the plane to one side.

Sure enough, the moment the F-14 Tomcat fighter staggered its original flight trajectory, the black flames spewed out by the demon dragon behind him ignited the sky where the original F-14 fighter was located.

"Bye-bye!" The pilot, who had dodged the fatal blow, knew that with the speed of the dragon, it would be impossible to perform a second attack. He calmly piloted his plane around a large radius of turn, and then saw the black dragon that had lost its altitude potential energy and spread its flesh wings to climb.

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