At this moment, the air is completely chaotic.

The remaining seven invading enemy planes, seeing that another black flying spider had been shot down, were finally enraged and fired first again.

Suddenly, a violent pop/explosion sound was heard again!

Han Zijian frowned and saw that our 010 fighter had been hit by a missile, dragging black smoke and rushing to the sea.

"010!010! Skydive Now!"

Han Zijian shouted loudly while pressing the launch button and firing two bullets in unison.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The two black flying spiders have been blasted by the Hanzi Sword.

"Call the base!010 was shot and fell into the sea, and it is in urgent need of search and rescue!"

After a sharp rise, letting go of the two flames in front of him, Han Zijian urgently called the base.

"Base received! Rescue force has departed!"

Seeing that the umbrella flowers of his comrades-in-arms had bloomed, Han Zijian breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth with hatred, quickly locked on the other two, and was biting the black flying spider of our army's 011, and launched it decisively.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Two more enemy aircraft disintegrated in the air.

011, which had no time to dodge, had been bitten by a missile fired by the enemy before he died, and then disappeared into the flames.

Han Zijian yelled anxiously again: "011!011!Are you still there?"

"Report 009, I'm still here, there's a fire in the cabin, the engine has stopped working, the tail has been badly damaged, the bouncing system has been damaged, I can't return, goodbye!

Our 011 also dragged the flames headlong into the sea.

Raising his hand in salute, a trace of salty hot liquid immediately blurred Hanzijian's vision and flowed into his mouth.

At this time, in the chaotic air, there were flame-red lines of fire, and the infrared combat missiles launched by the enemy and us at close range drew strange circles of light in the air.

Every fighter is desperately doing dive pull-up, barrel rolling, S maneuvering, Yinmaiman big turn, Frolov**...

While attacking each other, the enemy and our fighters did not forget to try their best to dodge and find new fighters.

At this moment, a dance of life and death is staged in the air.

These beautiful dances in the sky are testing everyone's fighting spirit and releasing everyone's madness.

Every fighter, every new twist, must be taken by surprise.

Every new hover, every new dive, every sharp climb must break through the boldest brain holes.

If your opponent guesses the next move, then you will have to face death.

No, you can't keep dwelling on this.

Hanzijian, who was already difficult to find the enemy's flaws, was in a hurry again.

No longer hesitating, Hanzi Jian directly turned on the afterburner, he rushed out of the battle circle, entered the dive with a side roll, and made a gesture that wanted to escape from a low altitude.

Sure enough, the remaining three Black Flying Spiders, who just wanted to find Hanzi Sword for revenge, immediately chased after this fierce head wolf.

Han Zijian grinned, but the smile disappeared immediately.

"You're locked in by a dense pack!"

"You're locked in by a dense pack!"

The voice system of the Owl began to alarm again.

"Missiles are coming!"

"Missiles are coming!"

"Missiles are coming!"

Han Zijian turned the nose of the plane, and he looked back.

The three missiles lined up were already flying in hot pursuit.

Our generals in the sky immediately gained insight into 009's motives.

Naturally, comrades will not miss such a good opportunity.

This time, it was three missiles that were in a hurry, and the three black flying spiders who were eager for revenge and only cared about biting the Hanzi Sword had been wiped out.

The remaining black flying spider, this time it didn't dare to fight, it immediately rushed into a thick cloud and fled.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!"

In everyone's ears, the voice of Comrade General came again.

But our Hanzi Sword hasn't gotten rid of those three very nasty missiles!

He was in the air, making sharp turns, sharp turns, sharp turns.

Climbing, descending, climbing again, descending sharply.

Making these ugly shapes is currently the only way for Hanzi Jian to continue to live.

The three tongues of fire that bit him also danced vigorously with him, and the terrible trajectory, like three fire dragons, chased and coiled in the air.

The rapid push of his back pressed Hanzijian tightly on the seat, and his leather flight suit was also tightened to the maximum limit.

After a few seconds of diving, he seemed to have lost all his weight, like an invisible evil hand, eager to take out all the parts of his stomach and throw them into the sea to feed the fish.

However, no matter how hard Han Zijian tried and dodged, those three missiles were getting closer and closer to him.

"Yikes!"

After roaring, pulling the lever suddenly, and completing several sets of difficult movements, Hanzi Jian suddenly felt blood loss in his brain, and he immediately felt that his eyes were black, as if he was hanging in the air.

At this moment, the Owl Fighter, with him spinning rapidly in the air, the smoke that has not yet disappeared, on the tips of its wings, rolled up one psychedelic vortex after another.

However, all this has been to no avail.

Suddenly, the fire flashed!

Two thunderbolts exploded in Hanzijian's ears.

He was finally bitten twice by a ferocious missile!

Frightened, he hurriedly pressed the pole, and the Thunder Eagle fighter suddenly descended a few hundred meters under the control of Hanzi Sword.

But it's still useless...

"Boom!"

There was another flash of fire, and Hanzijian was bitten again.

Immediately, the huge thunder mixed with infrasonic waves had already shook his internal organs and made his seven orifices red.

Our brave Thunder Eagle-26 really can't hold it this time.

It disintegrated in an instant in that series of piercing metal tearing sounds.

At the moment when the fuselage disintegrated and was about to lose consciousness in pain, Han Zijian tried his best, he suddenly pulled the ejection ring between his legs, and then bounced himself out.

In the sky above the battlefield filled with gunpowder, Xiaomei, who witnessed the whole process, was so anxious that she hit Eddie's cold head:

"You, you, you bastard! Why didn't you help him? Why did you let him get shot three times in a row?"

Still hovering in the air, Eddie, like watching a play, was beaten and smiled and said:

"He needs a catastrophe, if he doesn't pull this super combat hero off the altar, he won't have a chance to take him away in the future!"

"Later?"

Princess Xin'er held her cheeks in her hand, he looked at Eddie and asked quietly.

"Yes, yes, in the future, even if I force him to take him away today, he will not cooperate, and after he has completed the mission and fate on this ball, I will pick him up again," Eddie replied unhurriedly.

"No, we've come here with a lot of hard work, and we need him so badly!" Xiaomei was so anxious this time that she stomped her feet.

"Complex Earth, Complex Earthling, goodbye!"

Ignoring the strong reluctance of several girls, Eddie began to move slowly.

After sighing heavily, he looked down helplessly and said:

"Do you just care whether he lives or dies, let him dye the sea red, and wait for the shark to be dismantled?"

"Your Royal Highness, please rest assured, he owes you a debt that has not been paid off, and no fish dares to eat him. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Eddie turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the vast sky...

......

A week later, the Supreme Commander of the Southern Theater of Operations in the Middle East, received a mysterious phone call:

"That 'backstabber', did you wake up?"

Comrade General looked at Han Zijian, who was wrapped in gauze like a mummy on the hospital bed, and was still unconscious, and said in distress:

"Old leader, don't expose your scars again, such a big dispute, for the prosperity and strength of the motherland, we must refrain from forbearance, he is the maker at the forefront of the incident, this pot can only be carried by him. ”

"Then I want to know, what are you going to do with him?"

"When he recovers his health, he will be sent back to his hometown when he is stripped of his military uniform," shook his head helplessly, and Comrade General took Han Zijian's cold hand and put it on his face.

"Haha, paper tiger, after all, it is still a paper tiger, after we beat out eight of the most advanced fighters, we are not so scared that we withdrew the aircraft/carrier, but after this battle, the national prestige is greatly boosted, and the people's hearts are happy!"

"It's just that we have wronged our great hero, and from now on we can only let him be a civilian, go back to serve his mother and fulfill his filial piety, and marry a stupid girl to live," Comrade General said sadly.

"Okay, don't be sad, in this way, you can give me this 'perpetrator' who makes the enemy hate him and makes the people happy. ”

After thinking about it with red eyes, Comrade General finally mustered up the courage and said sincerely: "Then you must promise that you will treat our great heroes well in the future!"

On the phone, there was another hearty laugh:

A police helicopter, a medical expert group, two boxes of two pots, and his order will land above your head in two hours, remember, this person, is a national secret for the time being!"