ps: The last one is never to give up, too lazy to change, will just look at it, and there will be more later.

Ice Lemon with sweat on his forehead, his breathing was extremely short, his body was pressed against the ejection seat by a terrifying flight overload, he couldn't even speak, his physical strength was rapidly depleted, and his hands clenched the light and sensitive metal joystick, exerting all his strength to evade.

Avoid!

There was only one thought in Binglemon's mind.

9G flight overload is not only the structural bearing limit of the vast majority of third-generation fighters, but also the bearing limit of the body structure of modern pilots and human bodies!

A small number of talented pilots, with the help of advanced anti-load clothing and a variety of anti-overload measures, can continuously implement air combat maneuvers with 9G flight overload without physiological negative phenomena such as black vision and red vision, so as to get rid of the enemy's pursuit and gain attack and occupy positions, grasp the initiative on the battlefield, and win the air battle.

As a first-class pilot in the Air Force, Bing Lemon is one of the few talented types, and the Quzhou base is one of the five air fighters who can withstand 9G flight overloads.

However, this does not do much for missiles with a maximum flight overload of 35G.

The virtual Thunderbolt 8B combat missile, composed of digital signals, has strong performance and agile maneuverability, like a deadly viper, spanning a distance of about 4,000 meters, pulling out an optimal flight trajectory calculated by the seeker, and accurately hitting the J-10A that implements 9G flight overload evasion maneuvers.

The missiles were not absent and not a second late!

Time, freeze the tenth second of the conversation between the iced lemon and the firebird.

"Drop!"

The laser sensor temporarily mounted on the airframe intercepted the data signal and triggered the judgment program, and the J-10A was hit by a group of deadly steel balls released by the missile warhead, and in the extreme flight state, it disintegrated in the air.

In the teardrop-shaped glass cockpit, the onboard avionics display screen flashes in dazzling red, giving a Chinese indication that the landline has been destroyed.

"Poof!" At the same time, the smoke generator mounted on the tail of the aircraft was energized and activated, emitting a thick blue smoke.

Bing Lemon looked at the Chinese prompts given by the avionics screen, his eyes were complicated, and he was a little unwilling in his heart, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, skillfully pulled the rod and stepped on the rudder, and controlled the J-10A to change the large overload maneuver, maintain level flight, and quickly reduce the speed.

The tremendous pressure on the body fades away like a tidal wave.

After being shot down, the electronic jamming of the Red Army Air Police 500 early warning aircraft disappeared, the airborne radar returned to its original performance, and it was equipped with over-the-horizon strike capabilities, and a communication connection was established with the Blue Army Air Police 2000 strategic early warning aircraft.

Bing Lemon glanced back at the chaotic and fierce air battlefield, was silent, controlled the long-accompanied war eagle, naturally turned the nose of the plane, and returned to the Quzhou base 700 kilometers away.

There was no speech, no sound during the whole process,

It's not that I don't want to, and it's not that my mood suffers, but because the dead are not qualified to speak.

He was killed in action, becoming the first pilot to die in the Skyhawk Exercise.

"Our army shot down a J-10A!" In the cabin of the Air Police 500 early warning aircraft, the main radar operator immediately reported the good news.

"No. 2, let's go to support No. 3, I have no missiles and airborne weapons, you still have a Thunderbolt 8B, wait for your plane to occupy the altitude advantage, and cooperate with No. 3 to shoot down the enemy plane and expand the advantage."

Zhou Hai didn't care about the J-10A, which represented the ice lemon, and retreated gloomily, quickly pulled the lever and turned around, facing the central battlefield area, his eyes were like radar to observe the entire air battlefield, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he gave an order: "All planes are stable, support immediately, everyone must cooperate to destroy all enemy planes, No. 3, climb to the right and pull out a high yoyo to change out in the direction of horizontal 270, get out of the battlefield, I will enter the battle, and you will wait for the opportunity to cooperate with No. 2." ”

Support!

Now, the most important thing is to support your teammates.

"Understood."

Wang Zhuyu had a serious face, kept up with the No. 109 L15 Falcon, observed the target data displayed by the airborne radar with both eyes, and climbed with a slight pull rod to occupy a height advantage.

Now, the situation is not optimistic.

The first team, composed of Zhou Hai and Wang Zhuyu, successfully destroyed the J-10A piloted by the Blue Army Binglemon with neat means.

However, due to the infrared decoy shells, the first two waves of attacks were used to consume the opponent's infrared decoy shells, so that all three Thunderbolt 8Bs carried by the body were all shot, and the L15 Falcon was not equipped with a cannon, so it is currently at a point where there are no bullets available.

No. 4 Yi Xue Wu of the second group has been shot down and has to withdraw from the battlefield, and No. 3 Bai Tangfei is facing the pursuit of the second J-10A, and is in a precarious situation.

No. 6 Zhang Jian of his third group was shot down under the cooperation of the blue army's braised pork and spring rolls, leaving only No. 5 Tong Yuan, the situation of this crash course elite is exactly the same as Bai Tangfei, who was chased and beaten by the J-10A manipulated by braised pork, and was almost pressed to the ground and rubbed.

The fourth team, composed of Zhao Yingping and Wu Cheng, can still stabilize the battle situation, but wait for the second and third J-10A of the Blue Army to defeat the third group, and then cooperate with the fourth J-10A of the Blue Army, so that the situation of the battle will change catastrophically.

I have to say that the old flight of the Quzhou base can be called a pervert, and under the suppression of the early warning aircraft, he can still fight two and two, and beat the most elite first squadron of the Shicheng Flying Academy.

Now, the strength of both sides on the battlefield is 6:3.

"Received on the 2nd!"

In the Red Army's encrypted radio channel, the sound of Bai Tangfei's rapid breathing with a sense of relief sounded.

Zhou Hai took out his opponent, which is good news.

To be reasonable, in the face of the pursuit of the J-10A Raptor, he had to flee for his life, which is not pleasant, even if Bai Tangfei has experienced dozens of such experiences.

"Braised pork, spring rolls, and ice lemons were shot down, and the two planes of the Red Army will support them immediately, and they will fight quickly, and they can't let the opponent form an encirclement advantage, I will solve this ...... immediately"

The panting old flying firebird, who had already grasped the initiative on the battlefield, controlled the J-10A to gradually approach the attack position, and at the same time carried out temporary command, suddenly, through the helmet sight of the night vision mode, he found that the L15 Falcon in front of him climbed sharply to make a standard high maneuver posture, and his eyes narrowed: "Huh? This kid turned out to be high and yoyo, a good opportunity. ”

In the case of being pursued, doing a high and leisurely maneuver is tantamount to looking for death.

Pull rods, with precise cuts, face enemy aircraft.

Suddenly, the No. 108 L15 Falcon, which was at the top of the high and leisurely maneuver, suddenly rolled sideways and rolled around, changing horizontally along the 270° course.

"Cunning, it's not Wang Zhuyu, it's Bai Tangfei." Seeing this scene, the firebird cursed secretly, quickly controlled the canard wings, rolled horizontally, and continued to pursue.

"Buzz!"

A loud sound of an aero engine came, and the No. 109 L15 Falcon, bathed in endless silver, seemed to travel through time and space, and swept from the left side at high speed, taking over Bai Tangfei's position.

"No. 2 locks on to the target and launches the missile!"