"Dong Gui received, Dong Gui is about to arrive in the sea area where it is to intercept!" A calm voice sounded on the radio.

Hearing this voice, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Masaki's mind, and a memory suddenly appeared, and he glanced at the time and date, April 1, 2001, at 8:50 a.m.!

It turned out to be today!

I believe that many people born in the 90s and before the 80s remember this day, maybe some people have forgotten it, but a name, but forever left in the history of Huaguo Airlines' security career, this name is Wang Wei!

And today, if history has not changed, it is a historic day for Wang Wei to fly a fighter plane to intercept a US military plane that illegally entered China's airspace!

"Report to the command center, I ask for cover for the cave!" Thinking of this, Masaki said into the radio without hesitation.

"The request is dismissed, speed back," the opinion of the command center came over the radio, how could they let a person who was piloting a fighter plane for the first time go on such a major and dangerous mission, not to mention that Masaki was also a reserve member of the space pilot, in case of an accident, it was unbearable.

"Command center, please think about it again, my position is the closest to the other party, as a Chinese, I have this duty to intercept all enemies who illegally enter my air domain!"

"001, execute the order immediately!Otherwise, it will be dealt with as disobeying military law!" the command center's tone became more and more tough.

There was no way, Masaki gritted his teeth, looked at the sea at the end of the sky not far away, and said a numeric code to the radio: "Dial this code and convey my meaning!"

There seemed to be a silence on the other end of the command center, I didn't understand what Masaki was doing, and after less than a minute of silence, a slightly old and majestic voice suddenly came from the other end of the radio: "Please allow permission, according to the meaning of 001, please quickly go to XXX airspace."

Masaki breathed a sigh of relief, and then according to the coordinates given by the command center, he increased his horsepower and roared away.

Time, minute by minute, at 9:03, under the guidance of the radar of the command center, Zhengji appeared in the predetermined airspace, and then he found that several light spots appeared on the radar of the Jian-8 fighter, and the spirit of Zhengji was shocked, and he understood what those photoelectric lights represented.

The plane accelerates suddenly, and the eagle strikes the sky!

A minute later, four planes appeared in Masaki's line of sight!

Two of the fighters are very familiar with political discipline, and their own one belongs to the same category, belonging to the Jian-8 fighter of China, and in front of them, a large ep3 reconnaissance aircraft is flying in the air, and on its side, an F35 fighter escorts!

Masaki was slightly stunned for a moment, obviously the appearance of these two fighters was beyond his expectations, because in his previous life, the dispute over the South China Sea that he knew, neither China nor the United States disclosed the escort of this F35, and in the version that Masaki knew, it was just a reconnaissance plane of two Chinese fighters to persuade the United States to leave.

The two Jian-8 fighters accelerated to the side of the EP3 reconnaissance aircraft, one plane flew to the left, and the sharp-eyed Masaki could see the pilot wearing a flying mask in the cabin, who was making gestures in the direction of the reconnaissance aircraft, while on the other side, the other Jian-8 fighter was entangled by the escorting F35 fighter!

Suddenly, the F35 made a dangerous maneuver, almost colliding with the J-8 on its side, and then a flexible maneuver, as if playing the J-8, flew above the head of the J-8, although the J-8 desperately wanted to recover the disadvantage, but had to admit that the American F35 fighter was more than one grade ahead of the J-8 in terms of power and maneuverability.

Looking at the scene like a flirtation, Masaki had a sense of humiliation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Masaki drove the J-8 fighter and rushed in that direction.

The appearance of Masaki obviously surprised the other side, and it was not that there were no fighter planes to intercept them in the past, but it is not common for three planes to be dispatched like today.

In fact, not only the other party was surprised, but even the two Jian-8 planes were very strange, the order they received was two to intercept, how could the third one come out?

Now, obviously, this is not the time to dwell on this, because the Jian-8 piloted by Masaki has already flown to the back of the F35 fighter!

Two J-8s, one in front of the other and one behind, formed an encirclement formation, wrapping the F35 in the middle.

"This is China's airspace, please do not operate in our airspace without our permission, please leave quickly", the voice of our pilot was heard in the public frequency of the radio, obviously wanting to drive away the other side without a fight.

Suddenly, there was a shrill electric current sound in the public frequency, followed by an inexplicable voice and arrogant laughter from the opposing pilot.

"We are exercising our right of freedom of navigation, and you have no right to expel you," followed by a burst of English over the radio.

Hearing the other party's answer, Masaki in the cabin frowned, this is obviously a trick.

Obviously, the other side wanted to stay on the side, and the moment he thought about it, the other two Jian-8s had already made a move, and began to fly around the opponent's reconnaissance plane, constantly announcing their sovereignty by radio.

Suddenly, from the perspective of Masaki, there was a surprising scene.

In front of the reconnaissance plane, the F35 that it locked on suddenly accelerated sharply, suddenly pressed on top of it, and then overtook it! Then it braked suddenly, and the jet port of the tail almost sprayed air flow at the nose of the Jian-8!

At the same time, the reconnaissance plane, which had been suppressed by the Jian-8 in the rear, suddenly accelerated, and the propeller suddenly hit the tail of the Jian-8! With a piercing stabbing sound, the tail of the Jian-8 was suddenly shattered by four points!

Zhengji's eyes were cold, here he is! It was this blow that destroyed this Jian-8 plane belonging to Wang Wei in his previous life!

J-8 lost his balance and fell downward.

At the same time, Wang Wei in the plane was gritting his teeth and desperately pulling the rudder in an attempt to rescue the downed fighter plane, and he was reluctant to give up this Jian-8 that had accompanied him for thousands of hours! Every plane was a precious treasure of the motherland! Until the last moment, he absolutely could not give up lightly!

And in the other Jian-8, the pilot watched this scene with tears in his eyes.

"Our fighter plane was hit and fell by the other side, Dong Hachi asks for an attack order! Dong Hachi asks for an attack!" The pilot inside the plane shouted this sentence to the radio station almost with tears in his eyes.

"The request is dismissed, continue to follow the other party!" However, an order from the command center came back from the cold radio station.

The pilot gritted his teeth and hammered the rudder unwillingly, and he understood that this was not the weakness of the country, but that it was not yet the time to tear up its face with the United States! A rapidly developing country could not go through another war! It was necessary to grit its teeth and walk on the road of development with difficulty! It would always remember the hatred in the bottom of its heart! Waiting for the day when the motherland would rise!

Suddenly, he saw that the Jian-8 that he joined later suddenly turned the nose of the plane and flew towards the Jian-8 belonging to Wang Wei who fell below!

Zhengji calmly flew towards Wang Wei, and the nose of the plane plunged towards the bottom of the sea of clouds.

And Wang Wei in the fallen Jianba, already sweaty, he has almost fallen into a desperate situation, the plane has fallen into a state of stall tailspin, not controlled by him in the air high-speed rotation and fall, he can no longer see the dashboard, the joystick can not be pushed and pulled at all, the sea is getting closer and closer, representing less and less chance of survival, his hand slowly left the joystick, and his eyes turned to the photo on the side of the cabin wall, in the photo, a beautiful woman and a lovely young child.

"I'm afraid I can't go back, Guoqin, you have to be good, find a good person to marry, child, listen to your mother's words, be a good person who is useful to society", Wang Wei said with tears in his eyes, muttering to himself.

However, at this moment, his plane shook suddenly, and it seemed to miraculously break away from the stall tailspin!

Wang Wei's spirit was suddenly shocked, after thousands of trainings, he instantly regained his sense of direction, seized this last opportunity, and suddenly grabbed the joystick with his hand, and held it up hard!

The J-8 aircraft, which was already dying, miraculously regained its ability to maneuver!

Watching Wang Wei's plane staggering towards the direction of the base, in another Jian-8 plane not far from him, Zhengji slowly let go of his hand, the spiral lines in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he looked at the Jian-8 in the distance and showed a smile.

History, if it changes, it changes.

After ramming Wang Wei's reconnaissance plane, it itself could not retreat, one propeller emitted black smoke, and the power was obviously damaged, and it was immediately forced to land at the airport without the consent of the Chinese side.

Sending away the "wounded" Jianba, Masaki turned around and rushed to the "position!".

Soon I saw another J-8 that was fighting with the opponent's F35, and Masaki joined in without hesitation, and the cannon was locked!

The pilot of the F35 heard the drip sound of the fighter prompting that it was locked, and he was not in a hurry, a stunt maneuver, the fighter climbed upwards violently, as if it was a vertical ninety degrees, and the powerful engine provided sufficient power, and soon threw one of the Jian-8 away.

However, the prompt sound in his plane was still ringing like a succubus, he frowned, looked back, his hand trembled slightly, and a Jian-8, like a ghost, followed his tail closely! The distance between the two fighters was less than ten meters!

Ten meters, which is usually not a short distance, is short in front of a fighter with a speed of 200 meters per second!

At such a distance, no wonder the radar prompts to be locked!

How is it possible! A Jian-8 is a fifth-generation fighter, while the Jian-8 is a third-generation fighter, and the gap between the two fighters is completely wrong! The gap between each generation is like a difference between cloud and mud, and the gap between each generation will take more than ten years to make up, not to mention that the gap between one's own aircraft and the Jian-8 is a two-generation gap, and it will crush the Jian-8 in terms of performance!

It was the first time he had been followed so closely by a third-generation fighter! It had never been him who had piloted the F35 to play with fighters from various countries, but now he was so despised by a Jian-8 plane, which was unbearable.

A feeling of humiliation welled up in my heart!

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