On the screen in the auditorium, the positions of several fighter jets in the air were accurately displayed, distinguished by red and blue.

The two J-16BGs of the 11th Brigade of the HNA were very close, while the two J-10Cs of the 31st Division were far away.

Ye Jianlong has already come out of the low-altitude penetration, but the distance is still far away, and it is accelerating and climbing closer, and its position is just behind the two J-11BGs.

Locally, one J-11BG is chasing the 301 J-10C they found, while the other is mainly scanning the other J-10C with radar, and from time to time it will attack and assist the long plane to attack.

From the overall perspective of the battlefield, the two J-10Cs of the 31st Division sandwiched the two J-11BGs of the 16th Brigade of the HNA in the middle, forming a "sandwich" pattern.

"Five seconds, as long as five seconds, the Ye Brigade can reach the battlefield. Master, hold on. Zhen Ziyang clenched his fists, cheering Yang Luo on.

It's time for the most thrilling time.

Five seconds is the dividing line.

Yang Luo held on, and when Ye Jianlong entered the battlefield, he would have an absolute advantage, otherwise, the defeat would be decided.

Xue Fei stared at the big screen, his heart was also quite nervous, his hands around his chest were clenched into fists, secretly exerting force, and his face was no longer as light as before.

Others also have their own thoughts, which are vividly expressed on their faces.

The pilots of the Air Force naturally hoped that Yang Luo could hold on and that they could win, after all, this was the only remaining team in the Air Force in the first ranking.

Of course, HNA doesn't want Yang Luo to hold on, and hopes that the 16th Brigade of HNA can win this game, so that the two golden helmets of the double crew will basically fall into the hands of HNA.

In this regard, the Air Force and the Navy are naturally hostile.

Five seconds are fleeting.

Ye Jianlong successfully arrived at the battlefield, Yang Luo held on narrowly, and the battle went to the side that Yang Luo wanted.

"Drop!"

In the cockpit of the two J-11BGs, the radar warning system suddenly worked, and a rapid beep sounded.

With mental arithmetic or unintentional, Ye Jianlong directly locked two J-11BGs at the same time more than ten kilometers away.

The pilot of the long plane, who had been attacking the 301 J-10C, was almost startled when he heard the radar warning, but fortunately, his super psychological quality calmed him down, and he was forced to give up the good situation of the 301 J-10C that was about to lock in front of him, pull the joystick, and urgently evade it.

The long plane was avoided, but the wingman's luck was not so good.

After being locked, the wingman also made an emergency turn, but alas, the sound of the radar alarm kept ringing, no matter how he maneuvered.

Two seconds later, the sound of the radar alarm stopped, replaced by the siren of the approaching missile warning system.

This is an even more dangerous signal.

"I'm locked by a missile."

The wingman shouted loudly in the communication channel, followed by a dive acceleration and a large overload maneuver to drain the missile's energy.

Hearing the voice of the wingman, the long machine felt powerless, and despite his own caution, he still caught the road.

He knew that the opponent's next tactic would definitely be to take advantage of the gap between the wingmen to avoid the missiles, and the two fighters would attack him.

And in the face of the attack of the two J-10Cs, through this period of watching the battle in the auditorium, he did not use a little confidence.

However, a battle is a battle, and as long as he is not shot down, he will continue to fight, and there is no reason to surrender on his own initiative.

As he thought, after Ye Jianlong launched the missile, he immediately ignored the wingman, immediately turned around, aimed at the direction of the long plane, and tried to lock it with the fire control radar while approaching at high speed.

And the first step to get the news from Ye Jianlong, Yang Luo reversed the previous situation of escaping, turned around and counterattacked the J-11BG that attacked him before.

The situation flipped in an instant.

The 16th Brigade of Hainan Airlines is in jeopardy.

The pilot gritted his teeth, pulled the joystick, and kicked the rudder, trying to break out of the front and rear strikes, and then find a chance to fight back.

This is the only chance he has to turn defeat into victory, and he must escape the encirclement first.

Unfortunately, the intermittent radar warning system in the cockpit alerted him that he was still in danger.

Like a ghost, the radar locks on like a shadow, and wherever he goes, the other party follows him, never getting rid of the other party.

The reality is brutal.

Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong didn't give each other more chances to die, and with the strength of the two, under Yang Luo's interference, Ye Jianlong quickly locked the J-11BG, making it impossible to get rid of.

The close-range melee projectile hanging under the wing on the right ignites and fires off the pylon, shooting away at the opponent like an arrow from the string.

"Damn it!"

Hearing the alarm of the approaching missile warning system, the long plane's face was extremely unsightly, he cursed secretly, immediately threw a group of infrared jamming bombs, and then frantically maneuvered with a defense drum.

"302, you keep an eye on him, don't give him a chance to get rid of it, I'll go and kill the other one."

As he spoke, Yang Luo steered the rudder, and the 301 J-10C made a beautiful turn to meet the wingman who had gotten rid of the missile.

The wingman pilot's technique was still two-tricked, Yang Luo couldn't easily lock him completely, and broke free several times, until the long plane on the other side was hit by a missile, Ye Jianlong rushed over to assist, and successfully launched the missile.

This time, the wingman was not so lucky, the jamming bomb did not work, and the maneuver had no effect, so he could only take a solid missile.

One of the big reasons for this is that close-range combat missiles are more difficult to avoid than medium-range interception missiles, and if the jamming missiles are ineffective, there is a high probability that they will be hit.

Two J-11BGs of the 16th Brigade were shot down one after another, and Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong won the confrontation and won the victory.

"The tactics do work, but they are a bit of a frustration."

This is what most pilots think after watching the whole confrontation.

The reason why they think this tactic is weak is because they can't use it, and it doesn't meet the requirements for use.

If you want to use this tactic, you must first give up your advantage to others, expose one of your fighters to the opponent, attract the opponent's attention, and achieve the purpose of hiding another fighter.

This requires that the exposed pilots must have a very high level, at least hold on to the two fighters for a long time, and not let the other side end the battle when they have the advantage.

Otherwise, if the opponent shoots down the exposed fighters, then there is no need to continue in the follow-up, and almost no one can turn defeat into victory under the attack of two fighters with almost the same performance.

The above is the disadvantage of this tactic, and naturally there will be advantages.

The advantage is that after holding on to the disadvantage, it can immediately form a very lethal counterattack, so as to achieve a quick victory, and do not give the opponent a chance to breathe at all.

Yang Luo is very clear about this, and what he wants is its advantages.

As it turned out, he was not wrong in his choice.

In fact, this set of tactics is similar to the tactics that Yang Luo intended to use when he confronted the 2nd Air Division.

The difference is only a matter of when to hide a fighter, how to hide it, and how long to hide it.

Annihilating all enemy planes, Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong won without doubt, but the speed seemed to be too fast.

If it is a normal engagement, biting each other's tails in the air, and teammates covering each other, it will take several minutes, or even longer, to pull for a few minutes, or even longer, and if one side is bent on avoiding the battle and escaping, it is not impossible to run out of fuel.

It's a good thing now, it's only been a minute or two since the official start of the war, and everyone has just entered the state before they can enjoy it, and the winner has already been decided.

It feels like ......

Well, fast gunner.