Diving out of the abyss, thunder under the clouds, and the castle tower town has reached the time of earth-shattering.

In the blood-colored morning glow, suddenly two air cones pierced out, heading towards the airport. These two cone-shaped clouds grew thicker and sharper, gradually forming two full cloud spears. As the surrounding air was compressed and punctured, the light distorted, followed by two sounds, pop! Bang! The sonic boom rang out loud in the sky.

When people came back to their senses, the J-10BM and the F-35B fighter of the head wolf had already flown side by side along the runway, speeding at a gallop, instantly crossing the "getting up baseline" in the center, and then slammed into two shuttles left and right in the distance, and re-approached again.

At this time, the two Sky Riders performed a sonic boom ceremony side by side, announcing the completion of the first stage of the duel.

The slam tilted fuselage sharply and looked up at Bill's F-35B. The first stage of the horizontal scissor duel just now ended with the head wolf shooting first, but the opponent still had the advantage of the backhand. At this moment, Bill's plane was like a blow in the mirror, and the two of them pounced on each other.

In the center of the canopy dome, the head wolf's fighter plane shadow is getting bigger and bigger, and the momentum is menacing. Meng Strike held the plane lightly and continued to accelerate from its edge.

Seeing that the momentum of the bomb was waning, Bill dived sideways, pressing the figure of the bomb on the trajectory of the cannon's calculated projectile impact. If you want to hit a target, you must accurately estimate the amount of advance of the opponent's movement, hit the shell in front of it early, and let the enemy plane "catch" its own shell, so that it is possible to shoot down the target. The artillery aiming computer is able to calculate the delayed landing position of the shell, which is a funnel-shaped estimated trajectory. As long as the enemy plane is pressed into this "funnel", there is no doubt that it will be hit.

At this moment, this funnel-shaped trajectory of the impact point has appeared in Bill's helmet sight, and the J-10BM is gradually falling into this crosshair like a small sparrow.

At this moment, Meng was struck with eyes! I saw him straighten the fuselage and pull the rod again, suddenly soared into the air, and then reversed.

"!" The head wolf scolded angrily. In the blink of an eye, the offense and defense were easy, and he instantly became a target for attack.

In air combat, the best countermeasures are often concocted. Meng Strike just took off and then dived to attack, the action was the same as the attack position of the first round of the head wolf, so the head wolf also saw the opportunity, straightened up the inverted buckle, and followed the exact same flight trajectory as the Meng Strike, and put the Meng Strike into the center of the crosshair trajectory again.

The two went back and forth, grinding each other against each other, winding around a beautiful hyperbolic turbine. This trajectory is a typical rolling scissor maneuver.

If the horizontal scissor action of the first round of the duel is similar to the two-dimensional hyperbola of a plane, the rolling scissors of the second round are the three-dimensional hyperbola of space. This kind of fighting technique tests the basic skills of changing the speed of the aircraft for altitude and altitude for speed. Every judgment, every action, every breath of the pilot must be flawless! If you are not careful, your previous efforts will be wasted.

Speed and altitude are combined into the energy of air combat, and the martial arts in the air are the art of conversion between the two.

However, the energy of air combat will always be consumed as the combat progresses. Meng Strike and Head Wolf were evenly matched for more than ten rounds, and the altitude of the two planes became lower and lower. Each round of confrontation is dismantled, and although they can't hit each other, they are getting closer and closer to the ground.

This is the characteristic of air combat - the battle cannot last forever, either the winner or the loser will be separated, or both sides will fall together, and the jade will be burned.

The aerial duel between Meng Strike and the Head Wolf is as perfect as a textbook, and the grandeur is almost epic

At the end of each turn in the air, both of them have to drop a piece of height. It's time to fight for guts. If it continues like this, sooner or later, it will fall to the ground one after another, but whoever can't bear it first and withdraw from the grappling will immediately become an excellent live target.

The two of them were staggered, and even the treetops on the ground were cut off.

The people on the ground held their breath because they knew in their hearts that the next round would be a winner, or they would all be meteors falling to the ground.

Seeing that the head wolf between the two beasts rose into the air and then buckled, it was another round of fighting and dismantling.

The head wolf who was diving again in the air looked up, and the attack had just begun to twist the fuselage and prepare to pull it up, but the altitude was too low at the moment! The gravel ravines on the ground are exquisite! Bill grinned and laughed, "The winner is decided!" He just waited to see Meng slam and burn himself.

In an instant, the J-10BM that was hit lightly touched the ground, and suddenly, like divine power, the plane rose from the ground again like a goshawk in the hollow, soaring upward, and soared over the F-35B of the head wolf Bill.

"Oh,!" The head wolf scolded. He'd obviously seen the trick of the Ground Attack - the ground effect increased and jumped, and now he actually let this guy have the upper hand. He actually took two tricks for the same trick, and he was angry at the moment.

There was no time for the wolf to howl now, and it was his turn to straighten up.

However, Lady Luck no longer favors Bill.

The F-35B of the head wolf Bill weighs more than 20 tons of oil at the moment, and the J-10BM that was attacked is only more than 15 tons. Just now he could leap with a dragonfly, but Bill's plane couldn't.

The F-35B immediately fell straight down like a black bear into a stream, unable to be saved.

Meng Zhu flipped over, and saw the head wolf's plane crashing towards the ground, and there was no possibility of pulling it up. Then he makes a reverse break S maneuver to climb, which is the winner's final move. Among them, the letter "S" of broken S represents the meaning of "scissors", and the meaning of breaking S maneuver is to break away from scissors maneuvering.

Just as he was climbing up, something strange happened, the explosion of his head wolf falling to the ground did not come, and only the rumble of his own engine was behind him.

Meng Feng looked back curiously, and the scene behind him amazed him, and he couldn't help but boast: "Good! Attaboy! ”

Low, the F-35B fighter of the head wolf Bill did not fall to the ground and was intact.

Indeed, it should have been estimated as Meng's attack, and this ground efficiency increase alone would not be able to support the F-35B dive. The head wolf was not ambiguous, he switched to vertical take-off and landing mode at this moment, opened the vertical lift fan and lowered the nozzle between rolls, so as to increase the lift to lift the plane and avoid falling to the ground.

However, the F-35B's lift system is not designed for combat. Although the head wolf saved his plane by doing so, the plane lost control. The Lightning II fighter was like a curling stone, drifting horizontally forward in a computer-maintained hovering posture, and was about to capsize.

If there were ordinary people sitting in the cockpit of this F-35B, I am afraid that he would have passed out at this moment. But the head wolf pressed the plane to judge the attitude and direction, and gradually controlled the plane. By the time the plane was completely stable, he had already moved to the surface of the sea, less than 20 meters high.

The head wolf took a deep breath and looked up, and Meng Zheng was hovering over him with a J-10BM. Bill couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Good dog, he didn't sneak attack while I was out of control, but he was a hero." ”

At this moment, Meng Struck seemed to be suddenly attracted by something, turned around and flew in the direction of the airport tower on the north side.

"What's going on?" The head wolf felt a little strange. He has restored the attitude control of the plane, and the duel can continue. And the posture of the attack does not look like meeting the enemy, the speed is not hurried, the movement is not hurried, as if he has seen something.

Bill couldn't figure it out, but one thing was certain: the duel wasn't over yet! He looked around, calculating the next trajectory of the attack.

At this time, he was outside the cliff northeast of the airport, above the sea. There are no roads, no harbors, and the terrain is dangerous, and almost no one comes. Bill, the head wolf, had never flown to this place himself, and he was quite fresh to the sights.

What caught his eye was a huge artificial culvert in the center of the cliff, which was pitch black.

"What the hell is this place?" Bill looked at the deep hole, like a whirlpool in a rock, the circumference was vast and bottomless, and his F-35B fighter jet could even easily fly into it.

However, Bill, the head wolf, always felt that the hole was attracting him, as if something was looking at him. Bill could even feel that there was a green and blue eye in the cave, staring at him. Bill hovered vertically and turned the nose around, considering whether to identify friend or foe or if he was just too sensitive.

At this moment, a lot of gravel and fine sand blew out of the hole, as if a smoke ring was suddenly spewing out.

Seeing this heart-wrenching sight, Bill became excited: "Why, did someone fart in it?" As he spoke, he mockingly fiddled with the fire control radar for active scanning.

It doesn't matter if the radar doesn't move, as soon as the scanning starts, Bill's own infrared warning receiver responds, and then a sharp and piercing female voice system alarm sound suddenly sounded in the cockpit, and the plane was locked!

Suddenly, a wire bundle shot out of the culvert. Although the wavelength of this bundle is outside the visible range and cannot be detected by the naked eye, the head wolf can feel the air burning and the light distorting along the way.

Before Bill could react, he heard a bang outside the cabin, and the front side of the fuselage collapsed. Immediately after that, there was a stabbing in the cockpit, the power of the whole machine was cut off, and the roar of the engine also calmed down. The entire fighter was suddenly taken away from its soul and fell from the sky as if it were dead in an instant.

Meanwhile, Bill the head wolf has pulled the ejection seat tab. This is the physical instinct of an ace pilot - the only condition to become an ace is to survive from the battlefield.

Boosted by a seat escape rocket, Bill, the head wolf, is ejected from the cockpit of the plane. Then the seat fell off, and the umbrella was pulled out of the main umbrella, and he was hoisted and slowly descended.

Bill looked at him, and his steel-bodied war horse did not make a sound, like a corpse that had lost its soul, smashed from the air, rushed to the surface of the sea, and was smashed to pieces.

He raised his head again, his eyes wide open, and stared vigilantly at the flood vent of the Wisdom Tunnel, no matter what kind of monster the enemy was, he would not give him time to remember the warhorse.

Inadvertently, another beam shot out, short and fast, sharp and sharp.

"Ahh He turned his head to see that his entire right arm had been severed by the invisible beam, falling from his body and falling, making a small splash on the sea beneath his feet. The muscles in the broken right arm were scorched, and the cracks in the flight suit were hot and scorching. Fortunately, the flight suit was fireproof, otherwise he would have turned into a burning man by now.

Bill the head wolf tensed, and he sensed danger. As a pilot, you can make up for it by being lucky because your opponent may also be a rookie; However, you have to be good at skydiving, and nothing is left to chance in the process.

Ignoring the pain of losing his right arm, Bill skillfully drew his serrated umbrella knife with his left hand, flicking and slashing the parachute line, and then the man fell from the sky.

Sure enough, several more strands were instantly pierced in the cave, cutting the main umbrella floating in the air into countless thin strips.

Bill flapped his hands and feet back and forth to maintain his body position, and then the top of his foot went numb and plunged into the sea with a pop. There were blisters and foam in front of me, and I couldn't see anything. The wound on his right shoulder was washed by the seawater, like a steel brush scraping his bones, and the pain was so painful that Bill almost fainted. He kicked his legs hard out of the sea, then leaned on his left arm to reach the shore.

As he struggled to swim in pain, he suddenly felt the heat rushing and tumbling in the sky, the screaming was deafening, and then the rubble fell.

At this moment, a large amount of dust and smoke suddenly erupted from the Jinghui tunnel, covering the sky and the sea. In the midst of the turbulent dust, a huge figure poked out.

To Bill, the silhouette of the shadow resembles a wolf's head and pointed jaws. Bill had this monster in his memory, and he was suddenly seized by fear at this moment, his heart rate was disorganized, his breath was short, he was shivering, and a bone-chilling cold was rapidly eating away at his body.

Bill's teeth chattered, and his lower lip twitched: "This, it...... Really, whooping ghosts! ”

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