Chekurov is not a mediocre talent like Captain Andrei before, but an excellent pilot with tens of thousands of hours of flying experience, although there is still a gap compared to Pugachev and other top Soviet pilots, but his skillful flying skills and air combat ability, looking at the Soviet naval aviation, it is also an outstanding leader;

In particular, the mastery of the MiG-23 combat is even more breathtaking; you must know that the MiG-23 fighter is a variable-sweep wing fighter, but due to the backwardness of the Soviet Union in the field of electronic information and software, the adjustment of its sweep angle cannot be as accurate as the American F-14 and F-111 can be achieved by using computers and flight control software, and can only rely on the pilot's personal skills to complete this series of complex technical actions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because of this, many MiG-23 fighter pilots have not been able to master the skills of accurately adjusting the angle throughout their lives, especially in the ever-changing air combat, and they have no time to take care of this complex action, but Captain Chekurov can do it, not only can it be done, but also very quickly, even in the air combat confrontation, he will rely on his calm judgment and skillful skills to adjust the angle of the rear wing just right.

Therefore, in several internal aviation exercises of the Soviet army, it was often able to achieve unexpected results, so as to win the final victory, for this reason, the Soviet pilots who fought with him gave him a nickname, called "Magic Hand", which is to describe his dazzling set of operating methods in the air.

It stands to reason that such skilled pilots should be reused by the Soviet army, but the defeated Soviet army does not care who is strong in technology and who is weak, they value more in comparison to the background of this person and how many rubles (Soviet currency) they can stuff them.

Although Captain Chekurov was outstanding in flying skills, he was very dull in this kind of human sophistication, and in this way, he, an excellent pilot who seemed to be born to fly, was completely forgotten by his superiors in the front-line aviation units, and even if he was stationed abroad, his situation did not completely improve, and he could only lead his own fleet to stick to the airfield.

If it weren't for Andrei's lack of strength, and Chekurov had just taken off to prepare to cruise the Cam Ranh Bay base, the commander of the Soviet aviation in Cam Ranh Bay would not have chosen him to fill the gap that Andrei had withdrawn.

In the face of the downing of the Su-24MP electronic warfare plane, Andrei's fleet was injured and fled back to the base, and the only one who could meet the sudden arrival of the Chinese naval aviation was the Chekurov fleet, and this was his long-awaited opportunity to fight in real combat, and it was also a good opportunity for him to prove his worth to the world, because of this, no matter how fierce the Chinese aviation force was, the blood of the fighting nation flowing in his body was boiling at this moment, because he wanted to use Chinese fighters and blood to reshape his position in the Soviet aviation force........

"The enemy plane is less than 80 kilometers away from you, in the direction of 8 o'clock, at an altitude of 3,000 meters........"

Just as Captain Chekurov was groaning, the air situation report of the missile frigate "Alert" came from the earphones, and Captain Chekurov nodded after stopping and replied:

"Roger, understood!"

A few seconds later, two vague small bright spots appeared on the simple radar display, and seeing the two Chinese fighters approaching with swagger, Captain Chekurov smiled coldly, a touch of contempt flashed on his face, and then he said to Lieutenant Rukov of the second squad with an airborne intercom:

"See, Comrade Lieutenant, the flies in front are about to hit each other!"

"I saw it!" Lieutenant Rukov replied with mockery, "Look at their maneuvering trajectory, it looks like they are preparing to use the clouds to launch a surprise attack on us!"

"That's right, presumably this is how the Su-24 was killed by them, but it's a pity that they forgot a maxim!"

"What aphorism?"

"If you have used the first trick, you must not use it the second time, unless they are complete idiots!"

"Haha~~" Hearing this, Rukov laughed loudly: "That's right, that's right, Comrade Captain, what you said is really right, the approaching Chinese are absolutely idiots, and it is really difficult for Chinese technicians to make such a fighter that can fly more than a thousand kilometers, but unfortunately, the people used are too stupid, I think even those guys in the Middle East are much smarter than these Chinese!"

"Well....... But it's a pity!"

Captain Chekurov nodded slightly, and then the corners of his thin mouth curved into a strange arc, and under the sunlight, there was indescribable indifference and coldness:

"Otherwise, let's give them a lesson and let them know what a textbook air combat mode is!"

"Of course, just use ....... Just use ........ Let's use the same set that brutalized Andrey's fleet last time!"

"Is there anything better besides that set?"

Captain Chekurov pursed his lips playfully, and then controlled the plane to shake his wings, Lieutenant Rukov's team located in the diagonal rear understood, controlled the plane to accelerate sharply, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than 20 kilometers ahead, Captain Chekurov saw that the position had been completed, and the curvature on his face finally turned into decisive killing intent, and muttered disdainfully:

"Chinese counterparts, let me show you what is the real ambush tactic!"

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"Two groups of high-speed moving targets at low altitudes have been discovered! The first group of targets is about 57.6 kilometers away from our formation, at one and a half o'clock in the direction, and at an altitude of 2,300 meters! The second group is two o'clock in the direction, a little farther away, and the altitude is also 2,300 meters, and the model is the MiG-23!"

At the same time when the Soviet MiG-23 fleet completed the ambush formation, the two J-9 fighters of the Chinese Naval Aviation, which were approaching it at high speed, also received accurate orientation information from the "air finger".

"The Soviets are really good at giving full play to their superior forces, but I didn't expect that in such a situation, they would have to fight an ambush battle to lure the enemy deep!"

"That's how the 'empty finger' is judged!" Wang Xuan nodded: "So let's be more careful, don't fall into the enemy's trap!"

"Trap? hum ........"

Xu Yuanchao snorted coldly, the hand holding the joystick loosened slightly, and the sharp eyes hidden under the flight mask flashed coldly, and said playfully:

"I just don't know if the circle they drew can stop us from stabbing hard!"

"Lao Xu, do you mean to say that if he comes as many ways as he wants, I will only go all the way?"

"It's better to cut off one of their fingers than to hurt their ten fingers, don't they want to wrap our back cheeks? Then let's just kick their back crotch, and give him a cut off first!"

After speaking, Xu Yuanchao shouted into the intercom: "Dive, attack!"

Before the words fell, I saw Xu Yuanchao move the joystick downward, the nose of the J-9 probed down, the wingman followed, and the two fighters were like goshawks pounced on the rabbit, and swooped towards the first group of MiG-23 squads, and at the same time, the two high-performance airborne pulse Doppler radars suddenly turned on, and the aggressive radar wave pierced the hurried clouds and hit the fuselage of the MiG-23 that was speeding forward.......

"Toot ~~T ~ ~ T ~~"

The violent red light was not satisfied with Lieutenant Rukov's cabin, and the piercing radar warning sound was ringing in his ears, Rukov did not expect the attack of the Chinese aviation to be so rapid and direct, and he couldn't help but put away the previous ridicule, and shouted with some horror:

"I'm radar-locked........"

"Quickly move away, quickly!"

Captain Chekurov's instructions were also not dragging his feet, after all, the slightest hesitation in the electric air battle was the tragedy of the plane crash and the death of people, Captain Chekurov knew, Lieutenant Rukov also understood, and before Captain Chekurov finished speaking, Lieutenant Rukov pulled the control stick sharply, led the wingman to turn at a small angle in the air, and then did a few 9G overload rolls, and after escaping from the radar irradiation area, he fled towards the west in a hurry, Captain Chekurov received the news that Lieutenant Rukov successfully got rid of the radar irradiation and went west as planned, and a smile appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help but mutter:

"The meat to the mouth, as long as it is a dog, it will not be lost so easily, not to mention that it is such a fierce and good dog as the Chinese Air Force, as long as you chase it, I am a hunter....... Hum........ Well, what........ How....... How is that possible?"

Captain Chekurov's sinister smile was still gradually stretching on his face, and the radar alarm on the left side of the cabin suddenly flashed red, and the abrupt and piercing "Toot ~~" alarm sound was like a sharp thorn, and the beating heart in the chest was inserted from the ear hole, making it suddenly accelerate under the pain, and at the same time, it also made a touch of shock and horror write all over Captain Chekurov's already miserable face:

"Maneuver!

Captain Chekurov almost subconsciously said these two words, as an excellent pilot, his reaction is not unpleasant, but no matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than the medium-range air-to-air missiles that broke through the air, because just after Lieutenant Rukov led the first group to the west, Xu Yuanchao did not chase the fleeing enemy as the Soviets thought,

Instead, the sword did not move until the second group of the main attack fleet of Captain Chekurov in the rear, and at the moment when the radar read the direction of the target, the two PL-10 medium-range air-to-air missiles under the wing were all shot out, and the two J-9 missiles were four medium-range bombs, and the distance of 30 kilometers was just a matter of a snap of a finger in front of the missiles with several times the speed of sound......... (To be continued.) )