At this time, the commander of this sneak attack, Edward Valls, really wanted to cry without tears: how did they know that the Mirage 2000 was the weakest when it climbed? How did they seize this opportunity? They were just here to spread their nets, could ...... Could it be that our plan of action has leaked?

The thought of the leak of the plan made Edward Vals break out in a cold sweat on his back.

No matter how suspicious and angry Edward Valls was, and no matter how helplessly he ordered the bombers to change their bombing targets, seeing that the bombers began to lower their altitude and prepare to bomb their anti-aircraft artillery positions, Liu Changgui once again gave a loud order: "The missile guidance radar is turned on! The missile is powered up...... , the missile fires on its own after aiming at the input parameters! The missile fires on its own!"

The radar crews of the anti-aircraft missile positions were already ready, and they were already impatient. Before Liu Changgui's words fell, a beam of radar waves covered the French fighter plane that was close at hand.

"Radar! We're bitten by the radar!" the French pilot was startled, screaming in a panic as he tightened his grip on the joystick, making an instinctive way of evasion, allowing the air to soar.

"Fire!" shouted the commander of an anti-aircraft missile position. The order given by Liu Changgui was to fire on their own, and they naturally would not hesitate when they locked on to the target.

"Whoosh——! a missile was fired out of the missile launch tube, paused slightly, and immediately flew out at the target fighter.

This missile was like a signal, and immediately afterward, missiles were fired from several missile positions in less than a second.

"Whoosh——!

"Whoosh——!

Although the missiles were not yet advanced enough to use computers to assign tasks, the well-trained Tunian officers and men took the initiative to target targets directly opposite their positions, and basically launched them at a ratio of two missiles aimed at one plane, and these missiles all hit the targets at an unparalleled speed.

"Hit!"

"We hit!"

"We hit it too!"

"God! Why are there so many missiles ambushed here!"

"Help——, I ......"

While the French pilots were screaming in shock, the Tunian officers and soldiers were also muttering enthusiastically:

"Hahaha, we hit! Mirage 2000!"

"This is the second bomber we've hit!"

"Captain, we were flying the Super Army Flag just now, right?"

"Oops! How did you hit the wing? Why is it still flying?"

……

Of the twenty-three planes, five were shot down in the first round of anti-aircraft gun fire, and another twelve were killed in two rounds of missile fire, three of which were wounded and had to make a forced landing, and the others either exploded in the air or crashed.

There were several white umbrella flowers fluttering in the air, and the French pilot was hanging below.

In just a few minutes, only six of the 23 fighters were left, and one had already been shot, with smoke coming out of the tail.

The six fighters included two bombers, three Mirage 2000s, and one Super Banner, with the injured being the bomber. The thick-skinned bomber was barely balancing its fuselage.

Here, I have to say that Colonel Edward Vals's skills are still very superb, at that time there were two missiles aimed at the fighter he was piloting, but with his skillful flying skills, with the excellent performance of the fighter, and relying on a little luck, he actually dodged these two missiles, one of which did not know where to fly, and the other missile was swallowed by his wingman, and the wingman instantly turned into a big fireball.

However, Eduard Valls was still pale and sweaty from the two missiles that locked on him, and hurriedly drove the fighter plane to a low altitude and drilled between the two mountains, avoiding not only the missile aiming, but also the anti-aircraft gun.

He escaped safely, but the remaining five fighters lost their command and began to fly around the sky, some rushing back, some scurrying high into the air, and some following the Edward Valls dive.

At this time, the Tunian officers and soldiers on the ground were also a little confused, and they did not know how to aim in the face of the indiscriminate flying fighters, and many rookie birds aimed their missiles at the planes that others had already targeted.

In the midst of the battle, there was a tragic incident of four or even six missiles aimed at one aircraft.

Three planes were hit by the first missile, which was immediately pierced by the second missile, and its fragments were hit by the oncoming missile as it burst into the air......

The reason for this error is that in just a few seconds, the officers and men cannot assign which missile belongs to which one is responsible, that is, it is difficult to see them clearly. Missile units that do not have a computer to divide targets can only rely on the commanders of the missiles in their positions to make their own judgments and aim at them, and the principle to be followed is that the missiles on the left side of the position are responsible for striking the planes on the left, and the missiles on the right side of the position are responsible for striking the planes on the right.

However, even though the Tunian officers and soldiers wasted a lot of missiles, there were only two planes left in the sky, including the Mirage 2000 piloted by Eduard Valls who was hiding. And the other is a super military flag fighter.

At this time, this ultra-military flag fighter that had slipped through the net was speeding up and diving, and it was about to hide behind the mountain, and when many people thought that it would probably not be able to extricate itself and crash if it dived like this, this fighter plane actually drew an arc at a low altitude and hit the command post at an incredible angle against the ridge without hesitation! At the same time, while pressing the button of the only ground-facing weapon equipped on the fuselage -- the aircraft gun -- it swept wildly at the middle position: "Tom! Tom! Tom ......

"Learn from the kamikaze drones of the Japanese in World War II?" Jiang Xinwei was shocked, threw Liu Changgui on his shoulder with his right hand, and dragged another technical officer from China with his left hand and ran wildly into the air-raid shelter!

As Jiang Xinwei's bodyguard, Yu Yuanbei did the same, and also grabbed an officer who was close to him and ran wildly.

When the other officers and men saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned, and then they followed and crawled into the air-raid shelter.

But there were also brave officers and men, who were thrilled by the victory and fearless, and when they saw the enemy planes colliding with them, they unhurriedly maneuvered their anti-aircraft guns, aimed at the roaring fighters, and fired a string of bullets.

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of a former Soviet officer in charge, glanced at Jiang Xinwei and them, and calmly ordered loudly: "Aim and shoot me! Shoot me all the artillery fire!"

He shouted in Russian, full of pride and determination.

Although there were missiles and a few antiaircraft guns that quickly and panicked at the roaring super-flag fighters, it was a pity that because the reaction time was too short, and the missiles could not be hit by shouting, the super-flag fighters were only fatally hit moments before they collided with the position, and exploded into a huge spark in front of the position.

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