Although Robert Lee does not know that several "Lancers" are withdrawing at full speed in the southern sky, he also knows very well that it is not fun at all to let Russian fighters penetrate the line of interception of fighter jets.

But no, what if those two "flankers" actually carried some ground munitions and flew to the port to fight those landing ships as fragile as iron boxes?

As a pilot from the "Stennis Strike Squadron", Captain Lee also has some understanding of the current situation in the Black Sea, and with the Russians firmly clamping down on the Turkish Straits, the only remaining NATO ships in the Black Sea are simply extremely valuable; Any unexpected loss will make Ankara's generals furious, and the next large-scale offensive that will inevitably be launched will depend on these unretractable amphibious warships. Now that an all-out offensive is on the way, it would be a complete act of suicide to lose the landing ship, the only means of transporting heavy equipment, and to rely solely on airborne divisions and lightly armed troops to confront the rolling iron flow of the Warsaw Pact.

So he has to do something now, preferably to take his opponent down!

Seeing the out-of-control "Mantis" III stall and fall against the background of the sea of clouds behind him, as if there was some sign of change, Robert Lee barely suppressed the urge to rush down to check whether the wingman was alive or dead, and continued to speed up the pursuit of the enemy in the navy gray livery "Hornet".

As far as the eye could see, the remnants of the white exhaust condensation trail under the dark blue sky in the stratosphere, which was extremely empty without a single cloud, reminded him that the abominable Russian "flankers" had run away while they were too busy to take care of themselves; Glancing at the airspeed numbers on the heads-up display in a bit of a panic, the captain continued to turn on the afterburner to Mach 1.3. While using the AN/APG-73 to try to search for Russian fighters in the sky. The target parameters returned made his eyes widen in surprise.

The distance is thirty kilometers. Speed Mach 1 7, are these Russians driving rockets!

From almost colliding with the wingman just now, to now speeding up and desperately pursuing, it has only been pulled down so far by the opponent in such a short time, in other words, there are no conditions for launching missiles at all, even the "immortal bird" of the F-14 is difficult to hit the Russians flying all the way in front under such conditions; Thinking of this, the captain viciously continued to push the throttle forward vigorously, yelling over the radio:

"'Counter', call 'Counter'! I've lost my wingman's cooperation, and the interception is ineffective! - Damn, I can't catch up with the Russians, repeat. 'Counter'! Send someone else to intercept them immediately, can you hear me! ”

As the captain was hoarse, there was a squeaky noise in the headphones, and the dispatcher's response could be faintly heard:

"'Mantis' One, are you sure you turn on the afterburner? Also, please check that the airbrake is in the correct position—"

"Hell, I'm all over, but I still can't catch up! ――Dog * mother * raised, what kind of thing is this! ”

The two F414 engines were already running wildly with the maximum continuous afterburner they could withstand, but the "Sidewinder" with composite pylons, "slimes" and wingtips, and especially the "Hornet" with the belly center line drop fuel tank, could not accelerate to Mach 1.4 or more.

Something is wrong, and then it turns out that the landline has a fuel tank. The Captain frantically slammed the button away the damn burden, and continued to call over the radio, looking for the dead wingman.

Damn it. If I knew that I was going to come here to play some high-altitude and high-speed pursuit with Ivan, it was better to exchange these "bumblebees" for a few "Tomcats", even if it was a simplified version that the Iranians bought; Now, what could be more unreliable than driving such a thing with a main wing sweep angle of less than thirty degrees to chase the crazy Russian "flanker"!

Robert Lee, who saw his comrades martyred one after another and was eager to kill the enemy but couldn't catch up, was still screaming in the cockpit; And the white No. 20 Su-27S in the sky directly in front of him was completely ignoring the pursuers behind him at this time, dragging the bright blue-blue afterburner tail flame all the way.

Sitting in the Sukhoi fighter plane that still carried five missiles and rode wildly to raid, although he couldn't see the reluctant pursuer from the rearview mirror, the RWR alarm kept suggesting that Long Yun had a radiation source shining on him; He could almost imagine now that the F/A-18E that had almost collided with the wingman just now was following him, clearly trying to catch up with him and kill him; But there was no intention of sparing fuel at all, while keeping in touch with the white No. 19 wingman in the sky ahead, the white No. 20 Su-27S under Long Yun's control had already flown to the theoretical maximum flight speed of the current load, and was able to get rid of the weak pursuers behind him at the top speed of Mach 1.7.

Mach 1.7, that is, the watch speed of about 1,000 knots, this speed is indeed a lot of difficulty for the "Bumblebee", not to mention that the Americans seem to be reluctant to abandon the plug-in, with so many miscellaneous things and want to catch up?

If that kind of straight airfoil fighter can fly Mach 1.7 with a bullet, then maybe pigs can go up trees!

While driving the plane forward, while rambling in reverie, Long Yun also noticed the faint black dots that gradually appeared behind him, and eighty percent of the missiles launched by the opponent flew between the two fighters; Because the engagement distance did not meet the harsh requirements of the tail chase attack at all, these "Slammers" who were chasing in vain lost power and fell into the clouds below after barely approaching for a while, and Long Yun, who witnessed this scene, only thought it was funny.

Hey, if it's a violent model like the F-15 chasing after you, maybe he still has to think about countermeasures, now, this is simply teasing the opponent!

But thinking about it this way, Tong Guò's wingman's report learned that the fleeing "lancers" and the Turkish coastline were already close at hand, and Long Yun still decisively turned off the afterburner and pushed the rod into a small angle dive. Afterburner and the opponent to fight for speed, this kind of thing can't be endless, otherwise the fuel will soon be urgent; And when he was about to chase the American bombers in front of him, and when he was concentrating on using the N001 to illuminate the target, he would not allow any pursuers to appear in the direction of six o'clock.

But now that one is flying, the other is chasing, and flying the Su-27S, which does not have the ability to launch over the shoulder, how can it take out the opponent without delaying any time?

However, this is not difficult for Long Yun, especially since he no longer cares about the use of superpowers, he immediately thought of a way. (To be continued......)

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