Yang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the blind spot of the ground radar is about 300 meters below.

And Yang Luo can be sure that it should be a mobile radar that has just locked onto himself, and the power is relatively small, if there is a radar station here, unless it can fly below 60 meters, or if it is a stealth fighter, it will not be able to avoid the detection of radar at all.

Because modern ground-based radars are not sensitive to airspace detection below 60 meters due to the curvature of the earth, they can be detected above 60 meters.

At an altitude of more than 200 meters, Yang Luoneng broke away from the lock and entered the detection blind spot, which shows that the ground radar is far away from him, or the ground radar position is arranged in a relatively high position.

Yang Luo did not hesitate at all, glanced at the dashboard, confirmed the current position and course, and cast his eyes on the night sky directly ahead, there was a faint moonlight, and he could still see a little obstacle in front of him.

It's easy to distinguish obstacles at night when there is moonlight, black ones represent obstacles, and on the other hand, water surfaces.

There is a plain below, whether it is farmland or what, Yang Luo doesn't know, he can't tell it, but according to the lights in many sparse buildings, it can be confirmed that this is a small village.

At a height of more than two hundred meters, except for the startled birds, on the plain, Yang Luo didn't have to worry about hitting other obstacles, so he soared his speed, but he didn't dare to exceed the speed of sound.

Because breaking through the speed of sound will produce shock waves, which will cause great harm to the health and property of ordinary people at low altitudes.

As soon as the speed was raised to 900 kilometers per hour, the radar sounded, giving a hint that the target had been detected.

Yang Luo withdrew his gaze and put it on the radar screen, only to see a small white dot flashing at high frequency, and the airborne active phased array radar really detected the target.

It was a target on the ground, 18 kilometers away, in front of the right in the direction of Yang Luo's advance.

Yang Luo was convinced that this was his own fire control radar, and he also strengthened his judgment that it was a mobile radar.

Because the detected location is exactly on a highway, and this highway is in the mountains, the height of the plain is about 100 meters.

The distance is 18 km, which is too far and already beyond range.

The range of the XL-1B air-to-ground training projectile carried by Yang Luo is only 3,000 meters, which cannot be hit at all, and must cross a distance of 15 kilometers.

"Found you."

Yang Luo laughed softly, pedaled the rudder to turn, and swept to the position of the target at high speed, while changing the angle of attack and carefully reducing the altitude.

200 meters!

150 meters!

Speed freeze.

The relative height between each other is 50 meters, even if they rely on visual vision of each other to find themselves, after all, there are three navigation lights on the J-10C, which is a bright pearl in the dark night, but it is difficult for the radar to detect itself, let alone lock it.

The height of 150 meters is already very dangerous, if it is not a plain below, no one dares to fly so low at night, including Yang Luo.

The radar of the ground-based radar position could not detect the trace of the 301 J-10C, but the radar called by the command center could detect it, and all the detected flight data was clearly displayed on the screen.

The commander's eyes widened, looking at the screen nervously, his heart hung in the air, and he didn't dare to gasp, as if the driver at this time was himself.

Yang Luo was not the only pilot who carried out the low-altitude penetration in the assessment at night, but no one made the same choice as Yang Luo.

They all pull up the height after detecting the radar position, sweep from the air at high speed, maneuver to avoid locking and closing the distance at the same time, and then destroy the radar position.

Someone fails, someone succeeds.

Flying at such a low altitude at night, almost all the commanders would give the order to raise the altitude, but for some reason, this commander surprisingly did not make a sound to stop Yang Luo's behavior, although he was very nervous and worried.

"Boom!"

The loud roar of the aero engines resounded over the village, startling both the people who had fallen asleep and those who had not fallen asleep, and they turned on the lights in their rooms, opened their windows and looked up at the sky.

At a speed of 900 kilometers per hour, fly at a low altitude of 150 meters at high speed.

As time passed, the distance quickly closed.

15 km!

10 km!

5 km!

There are still 2 kilometers left, and at the current speed it is only 8 seconds.

The on-board active phased array radar has been locked onto the target, and all attack parameters have been loaded into the processor of the TX-1B low-altitude training missile.

"Goodbye."

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Luo's mouth, and the thumb of his right hand touched the launch button, and he waited for a slight effort.

Suddenly, Yang Luo's eyes contracted, and six indicator lights appeared from the top of the mountain behind the radar position, two of each of the red, green and white, which were the navigation lights of the aircraft.

These are two fighters, just hiding on the other side of the mountain, evading the detection of airborne radar, only at this time to climb up to reveal their tracks, carrying a fierce offensive to pounce on the 301st J-10C at a low altitude.

Yang Luo's conditions are like launching, subconsciously pulling the rod to climb, turning on the afterburner, the canard wing deflection, the flaperon adjustment, the angle of attack increases to improve the lift, and the large elevation angle accelerates the climb.

In air combat, altitude is a factor that can determine victory or defeat.

At this time, Yang Luo's altitude was too low, and he didn't have room to maneuver at all if he didn't pull it up, so he had to gain altitude in the shortest possible time.

"Boom!"

The roar of the single-engine AL-31FN vector aircraft engine on the J-10C became louder and louder, and a long orange-red high-temperature tail flame erupted from the tail vent, like a volcanic eruption.

The fighter plane was roaring upward, and Yang Luo's eyes also fell on the radar screen.

Previously hiding behind a hill, it was undetectable by the on-board active phased array radar, but now it is clearly displayed on the radar screen.

According to the reflection characteristics of the radar wave speed, Yang Luo quickly judged that these were two twin-engine heavy fighters, domestic third-generation fighters.

"Damn, J-11B!" Yang Luo burst into a foul mouth.

The air division is too much, this assessment is too difficult.

If you send two J-10Cs, it's better to accept them, after all, the performance is the same.

What do you mean by arranging two J-11Bs?

It's a rhythm that kills itself.

There is no need to be tough with yourself, the J-11B carries much more fuel than its own J-10C, and it can drag itself to death.

Yang Luo was speechless.

Now Yang Luo has to not only deal with two J-11Bs, but also guard against radar positions from the ground, and the pressure is huge.

If the two J-11Bs can be tough with him, Yang Luo still has the confidence to win, and he is afraid that the other party will play rogue tactics, then the chance will be very slim.

"Drop!"

The radar warning sounded sharply again, and the warning lights flashing yellow warning lights were particularly dazzling in the dimly lit cockpit.

Crisis is coming!

This time, it was locked not only by the fire control radar, but also by two J-11Bs.

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