However, such a thing as a fighter will not be sold privately, and the more advanced it is, the greater the restrictions.

Yang Wei was also a little stunned, and his eyes turned to Lin Jian: "Bavino won't be stunned, right?" ”

"This kid ......" Lin Jian, who was standing on the ground, twitched the corners of his mouth.

In the dim sky, the graceful and beautiful dance continues.

A few minutes later, Zhou Hai's calm voice came from the radio channel in the cabin: "General, are you okay?" ”

"I ...... Also, it's fine. ”

In the rear cockpit, Major General Pavino, who was shrouded by the moment of high flight overload, was pressed to the ejection seat like a weak girl, unable to move, gritting his teeth to maintain the pride of the Argentine Air Force, a former jet fighter pilot honor, replied.

The on-board avionics screen shows that the average flight overload is up to 6.8G!

If it weren't for the standard anti-load suit and the on-board comprehensive anti-overload system on his body, which offset the overload of about 3G flight, Bavino would have been completely dizzy.

Rao is so, the flight overload of nearly 4G has also made Bavino extremely uncomfortable, on the verge of physiological limits.

"Alright, General, the warm-up is over, and we're starting to get into our normal rhythm." Zhou Hai's words came out with a hint of relaxation.

"What?"

Bavino was stunned, wondering if the sound coming from his headphones was fake.

Finish your warm-up?

Is this just getting into a normal rhythm?

Great God, what kind of monster is this young Huaxia pilot who is not as old as his own son?

The flight overload of 6.8G is actually just a warm-up exercise?!

In the next second, the blue bird, which danced the battle dance like a woman in a water town, suddenly changed its momentum, and the gentle and picturesque poetry disappeared, becoming violent and ferocious.

"Boom!" A louder roar spread through the sky.

The fighter is still the original fighter, but the momentum and action are diametrically opposed.

Faster, more agile!

This is a prelude to the offensive!

From the Dance of Battle to the Dance of Killing!

The viscous and invisible air flow from the smooth fuselage surface of the Blue Bird at high speed, the convex and specially shaped canard and main wing, tear the air flow, create a pressure difference based on the laws of physics, give the fuselage a high lift, and all the aerodynamic rudder surfaces of the flaperon and vertical tail are exerted to the limit.

The orange-red high-temperature tail flame, like a comet tail in the starry sky, scorched a faint hazy mist.

The Blue Bird, which has suddenly changed its momentum and state, is completely at the limit by giving full play to its top-notch maneuverability among the ranks of third-generation aircraft, and performing stunning combined air combat maneuvers.

"God, is this a real fight?!" The accompanying officer, who wore the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulder, was stunned and couldn't believe what he saw.

Yang Wei became more and more surprised, put down the optical telescope, looked at the members of the Albanian officer not far away, and asked Lin Jian quietly: "Hai Dongqing, Zero's strength seems to have increased a lot. ”

"Hmm." Lin Jian nodded, also a little surprised, it seemed that after the last battle with the F-35, his strength had gone further.

"Sabo, how long can you hold out under his men?"

What do you mean by that? Manor, at least three points...... Well, if I really get into close-quarters combat, I can only hold on for thirty seconds, damn it, did this guy start delving into martial arts when he was pregnant? But I don't think I'll lose to him, it's the world of over-the-horizon air combat. ”

"Do you think a pilot with this kind of close-range combat strength will be an idiot in over-the-horizon air combat?"

"God, what's that?!"

In the dim sky, the blue bird that performed the dance of killing suddenly changed the posture of the fuselage, and after a short period of level flight acceleration, it suddenly raised its proud head, entered the extreme state of high elevation angle, and tilted the angle backward at extreme speed, showing a short tail in front, the nose in the rear flight attitude, and the height of the fuselage was raised high, just like a cobra with very aggressive characteristics coiled up in nature.

Cobra!

This is the Cobra maneuver that once shook the world aviation community!

"It's a cobra?!"

"The J-10 can actually make a cobra maneuver!"

Ground fryer again.

A second later, the blue bird, which was in the state of cobra maneuvering, quickly pressed the nose forward, returned to normal level flight, circled around, turned the nose, and pointed directly at the Huangtianba base.

The posture was steady, and the violent and violent aura on his body receded like a tide, as quiet as a cold pool.

Establish a course, lower the altitude, and get permission to land.

The silver-white blue bird, with an elegant and standard attitude, landed on the main runway of the base, wiping out a wisp of green smoke.

"Cobra with a hand, yes, wait, this kid must have stunned Bavino."

Looking at the FC-20S 'Blue Bird' that was gradually returning, the corners of Lin Jian's mouth twitched, and he quickly opened the tactical tablet, called the medical department of the base, and contacted the aviation doctor.

"Hurry up and call the aviation doctor." Academician Yang Wei's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

At this time, the accompanying officer corps of the Argentine side, who were talking a lot, all closed their mouths and stared at the returning Blue Bird fighter.

Something seemed wrong, and the atmosphere was slightly depressing.

"Buzz!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the blue bird was under the command of the ground staff, and steadily stopped in the designated parking position, the glass cockpit cover was opened, and the ground staff immediately built the boarding ladder.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

The cockpit canopy opened, and Major General Bavino, who was wearing an anti-load suit, turned pale, hurriedly went down the boarding ladder, stood on the ground, and reminded the accompanying officers and Lin Jian and others.

Subsequently, the body bends, and the whole person presents the most ordinary and direct physiological reactions, releasing all the innermost feelings.

"Hoo ......"

Looking at the appearance of their own leaders, all the officers breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, vomiting is just a normal physiological phenomenon.

"It's okay."

Lin Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Zhou Hai, who was slightly helpless in the cockpit in front of him.

"He asked for it, don't blame me."

Zhou Hai, who was sitting upright on the chair, showed an innocent expression, his face was normal, and he didn't react at all.

Tired?

Inexistent.

Vomit?

Too far away.

As for making Bavino like this, it seems innocent, in fact, yes, he did it on purpose.

Roll call to experience comprehensive performance and maneuverability?

Okay, no problem.

The first time he took someone to soar into the sky, and this special request, Zhou Hai must meet it well, otherwise, how can he be worthy of the distinguished guests who come from afar.

No kidding, Argentina is 20,000 kilometers away from China in a straight line, not to mention coming from afar, it has already signed a large arms sales order of 1.5 billion US dollars, and it is a proper VIP guest.

Seeing Zhou Hai shrugging his shoulders and talking in the cockpit, although Lin Jian couldn't hear the words clearly, he had already read the lip language and shook his head helplessly.