Wei Anyang, squadron leader of a fighter squadron on the flagship Ocean Ship in South Africa.

Although several generations of Huaxia's aircraft carriers have served in the Navy, it has not been long since the Huaxia Navy began to have aircraft carriers.

Forty-year-old Wei Anyang was one of the first Chinese pilots to board the aircraft carrier.

This has always been his pride, because it represents the recognition of his flying skills by his motherland.

He has taken off and landed hundreds of times on the Ocean and his own fighters, and every time he rushes out of the aircraft carrier and flies back to the aircraft carrier, the longing look of the ground crew looking at his fighter plane is what he likes to see the most.

A few days ago, they received an order that there might be a war, and they have been adjusting their routines very well.

Everything was normal today, so he and his team were resting in the dormitory.

Everyone chatted with each other, each doing their own thing.

Suddenly, the battleship's alarm bell sounded, and the horns were full of enemy attacks, and they immediately put down what they were doing, ran to the hangar, and boarded their fighters.

To tell the truth, this is the first time he has actually piloted a weapon equipped with real guns and ammunition to fly into the sky, and as soon as he flies out at this time, he is facing the enemy.

His palms were sweating a little. The squadron was quiet.

The team members, who usually giggle every time they go out on a mission, did not speak at this time.

Soon, their squadron was pulled to the deck by a trailer after confirming that it was ready.

The process that used to be the same as usual is a little slow today.

Because of the ** that fell around from time to time, fortunately, before their fighters flew off the deck, the Ocean was under heavy cover and had not been bombed by the planes.

As soon as Wei Anyang piloted the fighter plane, he was full of Dongying's fighters.

Before their squadron could adjust its familiar flight attitude, one fighter was damaged and had no choice but to fall towards the sea.

At this time, it is too late to say words of concern to each other, because everyone's situation is the same.

He pressed the fire button in his hand, and the target in his eye, a spark flashed in the tail wing, and then exploded into a ball of flames before it could hit the surface of the sea.

In this life, for the first time in his life, he killed an enemy on the battlefield and destroyed an enemy fighter, he lost the tension just now, and his blood began to boil!

It is not a loss to shoot down one plane, but it is a profit to shoot down two beams!

Some of the driving skills he had just lost due to nervousness were back.

His fighter jets, shuttling between warships and planes, shot down fighters from time to time.

He fought this battle, and the battle was full of joy, but when he came back to his senses, he found that he was the only one left in his squadron.

He could only pray that his team members would fall to the surface safe and sound, and that they would be able to wait for the fleet search and rescue force to search and rescue.

Glancing at the fleet group below, there were only sixteen warships left.

In the sky, there were very few fighters on his side, and just as he was feeling a little sad about his imminent martyrdom, the communication on the fighter plane received a retreat order from the flagship.

He knew that it was for them to flee for their lives. Because of the battleship below, it is impossible to escape at all!

The only dozens of their own fighters left in the sky immediately flew into the distance.

He didn't stop long, after all, no one wanted to die if he could live, and he drove the fighter plane to escape from the battle circle.

But he immediately noticed that behind him, a squadron of enemy fighters had caught up.

The other comrades-in-arms didn't have this treatment, only he did, and he didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

He knew in his heart that he must have been too flamboyant just now, and he had already been targeted by the other party.

If you find out that the other party has such a powerful pilot, you will definitely not let the other party retreat.

He did not fall in love with the battle, and with his superb flying skills, he broke through the encirclement.

But the direction in which it flew was the opposite of that of his comrades, which was the gap that Dongying's squadron deliberately exposed to him.

However, there was no turning back at this time, and he took away the fighters of one squadron of the other party, which was just to share some pressure for the fleet and his carrier-based comrades.

So he kept control of the plane and flew south at top speed.

Fighters in the back, from time to time fired at him.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, and the high-intensity work along the way made his attention begin to be distracted.

And in this case, the mental distraction means that you may be hit and then forced to parachute, or fall to your death.

He bit his tongue a few times in the middle to improve his concentration, and he was able to dodge a few attacks.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and it was he who bit his tongue.

He felt some pain on the tip of his tongue, and his mind was distracted for a moment, and at this moment, his fighter plane was hit, and the fighter plane was uncontrollably loaded towards a small island in front of him.

Speaking of which, he didn't pay attention to it just too far, and it was really strange to see the island up close at this time.

The vegetation on the island was burned to the ground! He couldn't help but cry out in his heart: How would he survive on this island in the future, and how could he wait for rescue?!

Is this the heavens going to kill me, and I have to die?!

Regardless of whether you can survive or not, if you stay on the plane, you will definitely die, and skydiving is the most urgent thing now.

So he pressed the ejection, but fortunately the ejection equipment was not broken, he successfully ejected out of the plane, and the parachute opened normally.

He was in the air and saw his flaming fighter plane crashing into a towering stone pillar in the middle of the island.

The sound of rumbling was heard far and wide.

There is really no space here! And without the cover of warships, those Dongying planes seem to hate him very much.

Obviously, he flew over, but he turned around and flew back again! This is not to kill him, and he will never give up!

Five planes, one strafing, he didn't know whether he should congratulate himself on his good luck, or if he should feel that his luck was really bad to the extreme.

He was not hit physically, but his parachute was beaten into a hornet's nest.

He was still a little suspicious that the group of Dongying devil pilots did this on purpose, in order to make him die even worse.

Without the parachute, the speed of his fall suddenly accelerated, and it seemed that in less than ten seconds, he would hit the island and become a lump of rotten meat.

The thought of imminent death terrified him.

No one is not afraid of death, and if someone says that he is not afraid of death, then he must not have experienced the feeling of crazy temptation on the verge of death.

"Ahhhhh!!!!h

He cried out in horror, and the sound was heard far away. It's unimaginable that a big man's voice can be so sharp.

As for his name, it doesn't matter, no one can save him anyway, at least that's what he thinks.

However, things were so unexpected, and a voice that sounded like the best he had ever heard in his life sounded next to him: "Don't scream, I'll throw you down if you call me again." ”

He immediately stopped shouting, as if he had hit a ghost, and turned his head in a daze to look in the direction where the sound came from, and a boy in a white tracksuit stood next to him.

His already confused head almost crashed! Wasn't he in the air?! Could it be that he was hallucinating?!

He looked down and saw that he was frozen in the air, not falling.

"What's going on?!Am I dreaming?!"

"What's going on?!Huaxia and Dongying are at war?!"

Yang Hao didn't answer his fool-like question, and slapped him on the back with a palm, calming his mind.

The emergence of this scene has to start from the beginning.

Yang Hao slowly ran the exercises, and after a few laps, it had already taken several hours.

He was about to quit his cultivation state and familiarize himself with his spells and martial arts.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound directly woke him up from his cultivation state.

He opened his eyes and saw that not far from him, there was a flaming plane.

There were a few planes in the air, whizzing by, and it seemed that they had shot them down.

"The fighter plane of the Dongying Kingdom?!" Yang Hao's eyesight was so good, he saw the other party's logo at a glance.

It's just that those planes flew over and flew back, and it turned out that there was a parachute in the air, and those planes fired at the parachute.

When Yang Hao looked at it, he saw the red five-star symbol on the parachute.

Huaxia! These are the people of Huaxia. Yang Hao's mind turned sharply, and he knew that the plane that fell was Huaxia's plane.

Seeing the parachute pierced by the planes, the pilot closed his eyes in despair and allowed himself to fall from the sky.

In this case, how could he not make a move, so there was a scene at this time.