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It is a highly maneuverable fighter designed with energy maneuvering as the first orientation, and is specially made for hand-to-hand combat. It is the most basic common sense that such fighters must not be allowed to approach themselves. Either take them out with long-range missiles or run away. Once the modified agile F16 approached them, most of the fighters had no chance of survival. Among them, the example of the air battle in the Bekaa Valley is particularly impressive, the third-generation energy fighter under the guidance of the AWACS aircraft completely constituted a carnage in the air, setting a bizarre myth of 82 to o.

The afterglow of the attack swept upward, and the streamlined figure of the F16 was reflected on the transparent cockpit canopy, pitch black, and the light became even more black, red, black and red under the shroud of the fuselage. In particular, the forward-swept stripes of blue and green on the wings give this plane a fantastical and strange atmosphere.

In an instant, a black shadow swept by.

There was a brief blank in Meng Striking's brain, not so much attracted by the strange QF16 fighter, but not knowing which way to attack. The plane hedged head-on without using any means of attack, and there were too many ways to pursue and destroy the other side. Although no fighter in the world dares to underestimate the F16's close-quarters combat capabilities, Mengshi doesn't take it seriously, and he even wants to come up with some new tricks to take down this stupid thing.

The nervous, even worried, eyes just now had already flown away without a trace, and there was a strong excitement and impulse all over his body, he really enjoyed the pleasure of air combat. Tomato Novel Network w-w-w.fqxsw This is the trait of the attack, he will never appear in the official and business circles, fighting for power and money. He won't even rise through the ranks in the army based on his exploits. He belongs to the blue sky, a warrior with iron wings on his shoulders.

In the rearview mirror, the forward-swept QF16 twists the fuselage and circles sharply in the direction of Kara. It seems that the drone was completely remotely controlled by Arnold, and it was trying its best to show Kara the forward streak on her back, which was not the evidence of her hypnotic effect. There's no doubt that killing this thing will bring Kara to her senses.

Tilt the fuselage in the same direction and pull up the height. A vigorous semicircular arc was drawn in the air. The afterburner erupted a long tail flame that slammed the heavy fighter into the air with a loud roar, and then dived towards the QF16 like a bird of prey.

Pus-and-blood clouds mounted on the fuselage, and were pulled out in the high tow with long blood streaks. The manic wind rubbed and rushed on the plane, and the loud noise even reached the cabin. The horizon marking line of the head-up display in front of the Meng Strike was completely overturned, and the whole person seemed to be hanging in an overturned celestial globe. It was the subtle but powerful overload in this direction that made the whole person extremely excited. There is no more enjoyable moment than this. It's like drinking good wine.

The horizon altimeter, which used to scroll vertically, is now rolling sideways like a hula hoop. This means that the entire fighter is maneuvering horizontally with such an exaggerated trajectory.

Shadows appear in the upper eyelids and eyelashes: bite!

Next is the rudder homing and stable tracking. When the operation of w-w'w'.'f'q'x-s'w is completed, QF16 is like a rabbit falling into a trap, and it falls into the center of the aiming line at once, and now it almost does not need to lock on, and the missile can hit the target directly, QF16 is simply on the tip of its nose.

The J-2OASV suddenly stabilized from a rapid turn under the operation of the attack, and its attitude was as smooth as a train stuck on the tracks. The calm and imposing posture makes you feel that there is energy in it. The action was completed so quickly and crisply that the head-up marker shook right of nowhere, pressing on the forward center line of the QF16's fuselage like a nail. Just now, the long funnel-shaped bounce point calculation trajectory was instantly compressed, as if all the power was going to be concentrated at one point.

Just pull the trigger and you can easily take out this drone.

That's when it happened. A thought suddenly flashed through Meng's mind. His eyes blinked slightly, his fingers on the handle shooting button trembled slightly, and he hesitated.

You know, Arnold will never play his cards according to common sense, and his actions can be predicted.

Although Meng Zheng is very confident in his flying skills, and the heavy fourth-generation fighter with a canard layout under his crotch will not lose to the F16, it stands to reason that he shot down this aircraft is simply natural and historically inevitable. But this qiē is also too easy. Could someone have pinched their fingers and deduced that Kara must be hypnotized? Tomato △ novel □ net ○ w-w-w'.'f'q-xsw and deliberately found an F16 and painted forward fluorescent stripes to camouflage, so deliberately tempting Kara, just to harass himself in this stupid way.

Could it be a trap.

But if the QF16 in front of him is shot down, what kind of trap can it be used? It's not a trap, and once it bursts, it will fly out of a net to cover itself, and the idea is too stupid. The unmanned QF16 provoked itself in the hunting area and entered the pursuit position. You can, of course, shoot it down yourself.

Even if it's a trap, it's impossible to care about it with a struck character. He's a guy who likes to jump into traps and bite the net open, and turn the hell upside down.

What worries him in his heart is not the trap, but the fear that Kara will fall into the trap for her own reasons. is such a big man, horizontal and vertical is just this life. But Arnold's target was not himself. Miss Osterria, he still remembers that experience vividly. Arnold had no scruples at all, and made the innocent Alyssie the way she was later, which makes people feel extremely sad to think about.

Now. If Arnold wanted to hurt Kara with his own hands, he would have to be torn to pieces. But why wait until it's irreparable, what's the point of killing that madman.

He looked at the F14 next to him, and Kara was there, and he would never watch her get hurt.

Be sure to bring Carla back! The thought was pressed in her mind: as long as the triggering conditions of the hypnotic state were eliminated, she would be awakened. Tomato Novel Network ▽○w-w-w'.-f'q-x-s-w'.-c'o-m Time cannot be delayed for a moment, and every second that passes will cause damage to her. Smash this QF16! Break it now!

The funnel-shaped marker of the cannon aiming was elongated again. Although the QF16 does not have a driver, it is aware of the danger and is trying to get out of it, and it is about to escape the aiming area of the head-up display.

Indecision has never been one's character.

Between the lightning and flint, Meng struck the button to shoot the motor gun.

In the blink of an eye, the left bomb bay cover was suddenly lifted, and three arc rails sent out the single-barreled 3O mm caliber cannon pod, and the artillery parts were fed and operated, followed by a dazzling light like lightning bursting out, and the shells were spouted in the flames.

In the middle of a few rounds, the cannon pods were retracted into the side bomb bays, and the hatches closed as if there were nothing.

The air froze for almost half a quarter.

It's like a knife maker puts the knife back into its sheath immediately after it comes out, and no one knows what happened.

Explosions were heard.

At such a short distance, the 3O shells smashed into the right wing and rear section of the QF16 in front of them, like a flaming meteor, or more like a burning flame ray. Suddenly, the plane seemed to be chiseled open by dozens of hammers at the same time in an instant, the skin turned over large holes, the truss structure was damaged and curled, the pipelines were broken, and all the cracks were burned red. Before he could see clearly, the right wing was suddenly torn away by the strong wind, and disintegrated like a rag in a storm. The fuselage, which had lost its right wing, began to sway and fall, sinking headlong into a blood-colored cloud.

In the cracks in the clouds, a few wisps of black smoke floated up. There were no brilliant explosions, no roars, no applause or cheers.

Is that the end of it, will Kara be sober soon?

Could this be the end of the Vespa Combat Team?

Something was wrong with the blows.

He resumed his level flight, again approaching Kara's F14 fighter. The plane's optical sighting system was also aimed at her cockpit again, zooming in on Kara's image in front of her.

When he saw Kara's face, he suddenly felt the blood rushing to his heart. In front of him, Kara had indeed regained her original form, but it was the pain expressed by this familiar face that pierced her heart even more. If someone else's soul occupies her body, she can still find a way to disperse it; But now, she clearly projected a hateful gaze at Meng with her own will.

"You, you killed her!"

The voice was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the air and pierce his eardrums like an ice hammer.

Her face grew paler and paler, her eyes quickly became lifeless, and her bright pupils rolled upwards to reveal the color of death. "Well, yes, it's also my best time."

With that, Kara seemed to faint, her head flung to the side weakly, and the heavy composite helmet seemed to tear her neck off.

The huge F14 fighter jet also seemed to have suddenly lost its life, and its lifeless body fell from the sky like a suddenly dead eagle.

The Tomcat fighter with its main wings fully folded fell into a cloud of blood, stirred up a red mist, and disappeared from view.

Meng Bang gritted his teeth, and his heart was full of "Damn!" Damn it! Cursing. Now that Kara's hypnosis seems to have been lifted, the best evidence of this is her everyday expression. But she seemed to have woken up from a big dream, and her consciousness was still trapped in the dream; I woke up suddenly, and I still had the marks of a nightmare in my mind.

"How could such a thing happen?"

He twisted the nose of the plane and maneuvered the J-2O to rush into the dense black-red clouds, and began to plan how to get Kara back.

While thinking about it, the nose of the plane sank into the clouds, and the side was immediately surrounded by pus-like clouds.

At this moment, several black shadows suddenly flashed from behind Meng Zheng, following from a distance, and the outline could not be seen clearly. He steadied his breath, and Arnold finally showed his cards.