In the air, snowflakes flew and fell.

The dull roar of the aero engine filled the sky, and the hot tail flame sprayed from the tail of the aircraft instantly melted the nearby snowflakes, leaving a void that was instantly filled with new snowflakes.

At a cruising speed of nine hundred and fifty kilometers, after half an hour of smooth flight along the predetermined course, the border line has been reached.

Yang Luo gently held the joystick, kept the fuselage stable, pedaled the rudder with his right foot, and the 866 J-7 changed course to the right and flew northeast along the border line.

"What about the sunny day in half an hour? Weather forecasts are really just forecasts, and they can't be trusted. Yang Luo shook his head, looked at the snowflakes that were still fluttering in the air outside the cabin, and sighed.

It seems that the training of the 122nd regiment this morning can only be in vain.

The scope of this blizzard was very wide, and Yang Luo was covered in silver all the way, and even the boundary of the hairy bear across the river was covered in white.

continued to fly along the border line for more than ten minutes, just when Yang Luo was bored.

"Buzz!"

From the northern snowflakes in the air, the roar of the engine was heard, which gradually increased from faint to faint.

A hairy bear fighter flew towards the border line at great speed, dragging a long orange-red tail flame, gracefully crossing an arc, turning left in front of the border line, and smoothly changing out.

Yang Luo's eyes were attracted by the fighter plane from the north, and he recognized this as the Su-27 at a glance, but when his eyes swept over the number, he was stunned, and sighed lightly, "1015?" ”

He will be discovered by the hairy bear, and then send a fighter plane to fly with him, Yang Luo is not surprised at all, after all, it is the world's military body that has always ranked second, and he has no ability at all, and he is called the second in the world.

Yang Luo has also been to the border many times, and every time he can meet Mao Xiong's fighters, Su-27, Su-30, Su-35 and other fighters, and he has communicated with them, but he has never encountered the 1015 he saw for the first time.

Unexpectedly, I ran into this guy today.

Yang Luo smiled slightly, adjusted the radio communication to the communication frequency of the public channel, gave a thumbs up to his left hand, signaled to the other party, slightly pulled the lever and pressed the lever, and controlled the nose to shake up and down, as if a person was nodding.

Yang Luo learned this trick from the Su-27 pilot 1015 opposite.

1015 saw Yang Luo's movements, and he also came again.

"Hello, friend." 1015 broken Chinese sounded in the headset.

Yang Luo nodded lightly and replied, "Hello." ”

“866？ I don't seem to have an impression of your plane, I shouldn't have seen it, and your voice is unfamiliar to me. 1015 said confusedly.

"I've been shelved by the division commander for so many years, what the hell have you seen it?" Yang Luo said in his heart, but he didn't answer the part about the fighter, but said, "We met, more than four months ago, 802 took me to fly Jianjiao-7, and I was in the front cabin. ”

1015 frowned and thought for a while, then laughed and said, "It turned out to be you, rookie, how are you learning to fly?" ”

Yang Luo still frowned, he was really not used to the other party's straightforwardness, and he was not tactful at all, although he knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, he was still uncomfortable.

Maneuvering the fighter plane to turn left, grazing the border line and making another right turn and sharp turn, as long as there is another 10 meters of distance, it will fly over the national border, which can be described as dangerous and dangerous.

Yang Luo's move is quite dangerous, once he crosses the line, it will cause disputes at the least, and at worst, a hairy bear will turn a missile into a bright firework in the air.

The border is sacrosanct.

"1015, what do you think of what you just did?" Yang Luo said with a smile on his face.

"Haha, good, yes, you can get to this point in just over four months, it seems that I can have more opponents again." 1015 laughed.

Yang Luo had already heard Ye Jianlong say that this 1015 was keen on aerial fighting, and listening to the words of 1015 now, it was indeed the case.

"What have you been doing all this time? I've been here many times, and I've met your comrades-in-arms, and I've never seen you. Yang Luo asked, last time I went to fight devils, this time, Yang Luo was very curious.

1015 sighed and said, "I didn't go anywhere, I was caught drinking in the barracks, my superiors locked me up, and I was grounded for more than a month." ”

Is wine that good?

Yang Luo was speechless, saying that he didn't understand, but he really couldn't understand what it was like for people who were addicted to alcohol to live.

"That bastard, who secretly drinks it every day, forbids us to drink it, and I'm mad. Without wine, what is the meaning of life? 1015 said through gritted teeth.

"I sympathize with what happened to you." Yang Luo laughed.

"This is my second duty on the go-around, and I'm going to run into you, I'm so lucky, why don't we have a pilot battle?" 1015 said, his eyes full of hope, hoping that Yang Luo would agree.

"Here we are." Yang Luo was slightly excited in his heart, but his face was unwavering, and he said calmly, "It's okay, but I have to ask my superiors for instructions." ”

Yang Luo had long wanted to know the skills of the woolly bear pilot for a while, but he used to suffer from no chance, but now that the opportunity came, 1015 sent an invitation to himself, and Yang Luo naturally readily agreed.

In the four months since he left the group, Yang Luo has heard many examples of fighting with hairy bear pilots, among which in August, Ye Jianlong had a deed of fighting with hairy bear pilots in the air, but the result was a little bad and he lost.

"Okay, okay, haha, you immediately ask your superiors for instructions, and I will also ask your superiors for instructions and make arrangements." 1015 happily authentic.

Yang Luo cut off the call with 1015, adjusted the frequency to the confidential channel of the tower, and called up, "866 calls the tower, please answer when you receive it, over." ”

"The tower received, 866, please speak, over." Hu Zhongming received Yang Luo's call and immediately responded.

"Tower, the pilot of the hairy bear invited me to fight, please allow the tower, over." Yang Luo said excitedly.

"Did you meet the 1015 of the Feisu-27?" Hu Zhongming asked.

Yang Luo asked strangely, "Hey, head of the regiment, how do you know?" ”

"He's an air combat maniac, and he's invited nine times out of ten." Hu Zhongming smiled, "866, do you have the confidence to beat him up for me?" ”

"Yes." Yang Luo replied loudly, but he was a little empty in his heart, after all, the other party was flying a third-generation fighter, and the performance advantage was too great.

Hu Zhongming said: "I agreed. Still, given that you're a first-time student, there are three things I must remind you of. First, pay attention to the fuel balance; Second, you must follow the route provided by the other party to fly over the border, and you can only fly level, and you cannot have other flight moves; Third, during combat, it is forbidden to use search radar, and only visual attacks are allowed. Do you understand? ”

Although Hu Zhongming couldn't see it, Yang Luo still nodded and said seriously, "I understand." ”

Crossing the territory of other countries, even if the other party agrees, you must fly strictly in accordance with the route provided by the other party.

After getting Hu Zhongming's consent and tuning back to the public channel, Yang Luo signaled to 1015, and then 1015's hearty voice came from his ears, "I've got the route, what about you?" ”

"My superiors agreed." Yang Luo said with a smile.

"Haha, okay, we go to sea at east longitude xxx north latitude xxx, flying at an altitude of five thousand meters, a speed of nine hundred and fifty kilometers per hour, and a course of 100, you must remember that we can only fly level." 1015 happily reported the route arranged by the superior.

"Don't worry, I remember."

"Haha, okay, let's go."

In the fight with 1015, Yang Luo was looking forward to it, taking a deep breath of onboard oxygen, his eyes were blazing, and he controlled the 866 J-7 to fly smoothly.

Two warplanes, traveling together across the border, flew to the predetermined place of going to sea.