"Whew! Call! The wingman who had just staggered his position to climb was not polite, and two Sidewinder close-quarters combat missiles burst out from the outermost multi-pylon under the F-14 fighter's fuselage, and with a dazzling tail, they rushed towards the huge target.

Because of the presence of helmet sights, the two missiles drew a graceful arc in the sky, and then aimed at the black behemoth that had lost its speed.

But that demon dragon is obviously also experienced in combat, although it has no speed, it has taken advantage of its physical flexibility.

I saw it twist its huge head, aim it in the direction of the missile, open its bloody mouth, and spew out powerful black flames.

It's also a new chance for the dragons to break free from missile lock-on—their flames can induce infrared-guided combat missiles to disable, and they may also destroy incoming missiles to protect themselves.

It's just that this tactic requires skill, and at the same time, it doesn't work every time, so it doesn't form a large-scale reversal on the battlefield.

"Whew!" The black flames in the sky rolled and spread, and it looked very spectacular. The two combat missiles were drowned in flames and disappeared in an instant.

In the next instant, a Sidewinder combat missile exploded in the black flames, making the black flames instantly have a more hideous fiery red.

The other Sidewinder missile also exploded in advance, and only part of the shrapnel penetrated the magic defense barrier in front of the demon dragon and embedded in the heavy armor of the demon dragon.

The slightly injured giant demon dragon screamed, flapped its wings and clumsily rushed towards the wingman who was turning and continuing to attack not far away.

But behind it, the pilot of the long plane, who had already accelerated away, had already used his helmet sight to lock on to this huge monster that looked like two ordinary demon dragons.

"Cards!" Picking up the missile launch button on his joystick, the self-test before the missile launch has also been completed by the computer, and the green indicator light on the helmet sight of the pilot of the long plane has begun to flash.

The locked spot of light was set on the huge black body, and the pilot subconsciously pressed the attack button to fire.

"Whew!" A Sidewinder close-quarters combat missile broke away from its pylon, spewed a dazzling tail flame, and rushed towards the demon dragon with a trail of white smoke.

"Whew!" After a pause of less than a second, the second missile also broke free from the missile pylons under the fuselage and rushed towards the target.

Two white trails of smoke flew towards the target one after the other, like lightning exploding in the sky. The demon dragon was invincible with two fists and four hands, and was hit by these two missiles behind him.

In the distance, on the deck of an inconspicuous demon warship, Aresia looked up at this unique aerial battle.

She was very impressed by the mechanical beauty of the Ellen Hill Air Force. The kind of picture that every acceleration is accompanied by thunder (engine afterburner noise), and every turn is like thunder, is the feeling she likes.

"Your Majesty, do you want us to make a move...... "A demon general pressed the long sword at his waist and asked with some reluctance.

In his opinion, if several demon generals shot together and shot down these two damn human fighters, it could still be done.

"No, I don't." Aresia waved her hand, "That will only provoke more enemies." They have a very efficient means of communication between them, and the enemy will instantly judge our combat strength, and then let the more difficult enemy come to us. ”

"But if that dragon is shot down...... They're coming to attack us, too......" Another demon general whispered, "Whether we make a move or not, they'll kill us." ”

"Then wait for them to come and kill them." Aresia smiled: "Anyway, this ship sinks, and it's not impossible for us to fly back." ”

She looked up at the demonic dragon that had been blown up by the missile, falling from the sky, and said, "These planes are not the same as the planes that attacked our fleet before, so I bet they won't attack us." ”

Above the sky, the long plane that watched the dragon fall still did not relax its vigilance, and after circling in the sky, the F-14 fighter jet fired a combat missile at the demon dragon that had only the strength to struggle.

The missile exploded at close range, forming countless pieces of shrapnel that nearly shredded one of the dragon's wings.

Finally it could not hold it anymore, and it fell rapidly, screaming and falling into the sea, stirring up a huge column of water.

"Confirm that the target has been shot down! Confirm that the target has been shot down. "The wingmen are a little bit taller and they have a better view. They confirmed that the dragon had been shot down, and whether the target was dead or not was up to them was something they could figure out.

This is not on land, watching the dragon fall to its stomach can completely confirm that the target is destroyed. Dragons that fall into the sea are not usually killed immediately - of course, they do not live long, and soon they will drown, after all, they are not sea creatures.

"See that demon battleship over there?" After confirming that the dragon had been shot down, the wingman asked again through the intercom.

"See...... A fish that slipped through the net. The pilot of the long plane replied as he climbed altitude.

"Are we going to attack?" The wingman's eager voice came.

"Strafing with a machine gun? No kidding. I don't want to risk a fighter jet worth more than 30 million gold coins. The pilot shook his head.

"If the other side has a magic attack and injures the fighter, we will write a report of dozens of pages......" The radar operator was also reluctant to take the risk: "We can fire a few air-to-air missiles at it, but the sea surface clutter is very large, and the AIM-120 may not hit the target." ”

"What if there is a demon high commander on that ship?" The wingman asked with some reluctance.

"Well, if there was a demon king inside, what do you think we would have done in the past? The Demon King would compliment us on our courage and let us go, pat our wings and compliment: 'Young man, your plane is so handsome!' ’。 The pilot of the long plane joked: "Go back, send the coordinates of this ship to the wing command, and see if they are willing to line up another batch of planes to attack......

"Hahahaha!" The wingman's pilot laughed along. He also knew that if the Demon King made a move, even if there were a few demon generals, they would not bargain for the two planes.

The roar of engines echoed between the sea and the sky, and the two fighters circled around the sky before disappearing into the distant clouds.

On the deck, Aresia, who watched the two planes disappear into the sky, retracted her gaze: "Their planes are so handsome!" ”

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