Yokohama, boiling!

The sound of violent explosions from time to time is enough to make many sleeping Yokohama citizens lie on their balconies with various moods, or stand on the rooftops of buildings, on the streets, etc., looking up at the dark night sky, and the two fighter planes are fighting like performing stunts.

Rolling, climbing, diving, turning ......

The spirit core quickly learned a wealth of combat experience from the F-22A, and with its high intelligence, it quickly learned and used it, and in a few minutes of end-to-end and self-innovation, it had the level of a top aerobatic pilot.

And it has an absolute control advantage, making perfect use of the F-2 fighter configuration of the 3-degree digital wire-by-wire flight control system, which has been chased by the F-22A several times before, and it can only survive by making surprising super overload actions.

Now with a fairly rich experience, as well as an absolute advantage of high overload acceptance and swift control, the F-2 fighters in the night sky began to bite the F-22A.

Throughout the process, the pilots of 16 F-16C/D aircraft were watching.

At first, they thought that the F-22A would win quickly, and the F-2 fighter did not show a high level of flight at first, except for the occasional extreme maneuver with large overloads to avoid shells, and even some very basic flights were very jerky.

However, as time passed, the initiative in combat air combat was gradually taken over by the F-2.

What surprised the audience of the F-16C/D fighter even more was that the pilot of the F-2 fighter was not only too physically fit to withstand the unbearable overload of ordinary people, but also learned things too quickly.

The F-22A just made a maneuver, the F-2 quickly learned, and flew better and more steadily.

In fact, they also missed a point, and the spirit core, which was gradually gaining the upper hand, had actually had several good opportunities to fire, but it didn't fire immediately, because it wanted to pull the battlefield over Tokyo.

Finally got the opportunity to fight with the strongest weapon in the world today, and the spirit core has long wanted to show his strength in front of Wu Feng.

The scientific and technological crystallization of prehistoric civilization can not be compared with the current era of earth science and technology!

The pilot of the F-22A, Major Roddierry, wanted to die, and he knew that he would not stand up for St. Strauss, and let the F-16C/D group together, and everyone would fire a salvo of missiles to pass, even if it was God, it would have to be blown to pieces.

It's good now, I was stubborn, and I actually fell into the opponent's fighting trap.

Just after getting rid of it once, Rodier Rui unexpectedly found through the cockpit that there was not a single missile under the belly of the F-2 fighter, not to mention the auxiliary fuel tank, which was slippery.

The other party made it clear that there were only cannon shells left, but he hated that he still had to play a big name, borrowing the mobile surname of the F-22A, and in front of the F-2 fighter he really perfectly interpreted his ace-level flight level.

can stand out from thousands of U.S. Air Force pilots, and he is fortunate enough to fly the F-22A, but the hateful thing is that the pilot of this F-2 is too fast from a rookie to a master!

Rolling in a row again, the F-22A dodged several shells in an embarrassed manner, Rodierry's sweat had completely wet the flight suit, and to make matters worse, Jerry Ray's voice came from the communication band.

"Blackbird One, what are you playing? Do you know what you're doing? Why not beat it down with a missile! ”

Inside the Yokota base, Jerry Ray had to jump like thunder.

More than a dozen fighters faced an F-2 fighter with little fuel, a clumsy third-generation fighter, whose head was afraid of being caught in the door, and fought with a cannon.

The downing of an F-22A by the AAM-4B has already left him with a headache that he doesn't know how to explain it to the Pentagon and hundreds of millions of American taxpayers afterwards.

Now it is good that the pilots of the F-22A make use of their weaknesses and avoid their strengths, and they have to let the stealth heavy air superiority fighters, which attach importance to "discovering the enemy before the enemy and attacking the enemy first", compete with the third-generation light multi-role fighters for the name of combat mobility.

God, the mobile surname of the F-22A is not strong, the whole world knows that it can't handle the Su-27, although I don't know that the F-2 has a wood and the Su-27 is so bullish, but the third-generation multi-role fighter is a multifaceted surname that emphasizes air combat, just look at how flexible the J-10 in China is.

Looking at the real-time situation on the screen, Jerry Lei, who was full of wealth, knew that the chased F-22A had fallen behind, no matter how he looked at it, whether it was theoretical analysis or assertions.

If it weren't for the F119-PW-100 turbofan engine installed by Hewlett-Packard for the F-22A, which gave the fighter a sufficiently excellent thrust-to-weight ratio, it is estimated that Rodierry would have been blown up into a firebird.

"Disengage, quickly disengage, let the F-16 fleet kill him with missiles, do you understand? Blackbird One! ”

Jerry Lei's voice was getting louder and louder, and Saito, with his hands in front of his chest and an iron face, suddenly felt that at this moment, what did it matter if he lost his position as chief of staff of the Self-Defense Forces?

The Self-Defense Forces were able to teach such good pilots that they were able to single-handedly take on two F-22As, shoot down one, and then gain the upper hand in close combat.

What is it!

This is a symbol of the rise of the empire, and it is a strong proof that the Yamato nation is the best race in the world.

Thinking of the humiliating defeat of World War II, and thinking of the American army still stationed in the empire itself, Admiral Saito Yukiwa, suddenly wanted to meet this heroic pilot, even if he caused too many disasters tonight, but being able to sweep away the prestige of the American imperialism was enough to make Saito Yuwa proud.

Jerry Ray yelled on the sidelines, but he didn't want to think that if the F-22A could really easily get rid of the F-2 that was chasing after him, then Roddierry would have done it a long time ago.

Sweating profusely, Rodierry's nerves tensed to the extreme, his brain was running rapidly, and he kept controlling the F-22A to make one dodge after another, but no matter how he flew, the F-2 stuck like a kraft candy.

The F-22A does have the advantage of having enough engine thrust to speed up quickly after extreme maneuvers, but for some reason, the pilot of the F-2 fighter can always accurately calculate where Roddier will fly in the next moment.

As a result, the F-2 fighter does not have the advantage of speed, but it can always fire a few shells at critical times, forcing the F-22A not to rush to escape in a straight line, or to rush there, and have to make a new round of maneuvers quickly.

As a result, naturally, under the pressure of F-2 fighters, the entangled airspace has quietly shifted to the skies over Tokyo.

"Master, master, do you see that? Haha, you always say that the F-22A of the US imperialism is quite good, you see, I will let it make a spin! ”

The voice of the spirit core was like a child, full of joy, Wu Feng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, raised his eyes and looked out, as the spirit core said, it fired a few shells, and the F-22A really rolled and dodged dexterously.

This is not air combat!

This has become a game in which the spirit core personally controls the F-2 fighter and teases the F-22A, but this game does not last long, and the spirit core's sigh is heard.

"I'm wiping it, I'm running out of oil!"

The voice of the spirit core was very funny, making Wu Feng suddenly feel like a child, playing with the remote control car for too long and causing the battery to run out.

"Then why don't you chop up the raptor quickly!"

Wu Feng did not know that there was a full squadron of F-16C/D in the surrounding airspace, and they were looking for an opportunity to launch missiles to take out the F-2 fighters at any time.

There is no need for them to fire either, there is not much fuel left for the F-2 fighters, and it is only a matter of time before they crash.

In the F-22A flight cockpit, because of the continuous heavy load maneuvering, Rodierry's mental state and physical fitness have been unprecedentedly reduced, and just now he did another cobra maneuver, but unfortunately the F-2 fighter did not take the bait.

He couldn't understand why the pilot of the F-2 fighter was so good, and his body was still so strong after tossing for most of the night.

But he, really can't.

Countless sweat secreted from his pores, his anti-load suit was already soaked as if he had just been picked up from the water, and he had already suffered from severe flight fatigue, his mind began to have difficulty concentrating, his vision became very blurry, and he couldn't see some of the data in the flight aiming helmet clearly.

"Eagle's Nest, I can't hold on, the fuel is out, I can't get rid of the tail chase, I ...... I want to abandon my plane and skydive! ”

Major Rodderray asked for instructions from Yokota with difficulty, but Jerry Ray didn't think so.

"Blackbird One, if you can't hold it, you have to hold it, change to level flight, directly open afterburner, and let the F-2 chase you, so that the F-16 group missiles can fire a salvo!"

"Blackbird One understands!"

Rodderry gritted his teeth, and after a roll cut to get rid of another round of F-2 shells, he slammed the throttle to the end, and then he reached out and pulled the ejection tab without thinking.

In the next second, the cockpit glass cover blew up.

Under the powerful ejection of the rocket, the exhausted Rodierry almost fainted on the ejection seat, but the powerful ejection overload made him unconscious on the spot.

The F-22A soon entered the realm of a straight line sprint, and the spirit core didn't understand why the F-22A, who had a lot of fun just now, didn't play with him, but seeing that the fuel bottomed out, it could only make the JM61A1 cannon spray fireworks.

More than 10 shells soon completely exploded the F-22A's F119-PW-100 turbofan engine vector tail nozzle, and in the night sky, the expensive Raptor fighter turned into a brilliant firework, incomparably gorgeous.

Before the spirit core could appreciate his masterpiece, a hurried alarm came.

The F-16C/D group, which had long been impatient to attack, exploded this time in an unprecedented way, with 32 missiles fired in one go, which was really a missile phalanx over Tokyo, more like a meteor shower piercing the night sky.

The spirit core can't care so much, so it's time to escape.

But before it left, it did a big thing.

That is, the location information of Chiyoda District, where the Diet and the Prime Minister's Office were gathered, was loaded into the flight control system computer of the fighter jet, so that the F-2 fighter jet, which was already running out of fuel, went straight away.

Soon, all the intelligent nanorobots condensed and formed under the belly of the F-2 fighter, and the spirit core immediately transformed into a small unpowered glider, leaving the F-2 fighter at high speed and entering a controllable gliding attitude, and headed towards the hotel where Wu Feng was staying quite accurately.

And the F-2 fighter jet, which has lost its control, obviously will not be able to escape the washing of the missile rain this time.

As soon as the fighter plane flew over Chiyoda City, the AIM-120 missiles, which were too deep and heavy, turned into fierce flames and countless shrapnel, completely enveloping the F-2 fighters.

Even so, many more missiles came to explode one after another.

At night, these expensive missiles unhesitatingly set up brilliant fireworks in the night sky of Tokyo, and the political axe building, the Diet building, and the prime minister's official residence below the explosion were damaged.

Countless fireballs, fragments, and broken parts of fighter planes turned into a super "hail" rain, like brooms, smashing into buildings, grass, roads, etc. on the ground, and even piercing the plaster flag flying in front of the Capitol building......

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