The battle for third place, the last Golden Helmet, lasted for almost an hour.

The J-16 reversed its previous impatience and adopted a steady and steady tactic, defeating the J-10C of the 4th Division with great difficulty, and pocketed the last golden helmet, without letting the Navy return home.

Of course, Yang Luo, who was in the hangar, didn't know this result for the time being, and he didn't really care who won or lost.

Soon after the J-16 and J-10C returned, Shi Yuan of the 3rd Division appeared on the taxiway with his J-11BG roaring and headed to the runway to prepare for takeoff.

Yang Luo stood in the hangar, squinting towards the J-11BG, and he was surprised to find that all the pylons under the wings and belly of the J-11BG were loaded with close-range combat training bombs, except for an electronic pod.

"Do you want to have a close-quarters dog fight with me? It seems that we really want to go together. ”

Yang Luo couldn't help but smile, and turned his head to look at the 301 J-10C that had been prepared.

The 301 J-10C was quietly parked in the hangar, and all the preparations were completed again, waiting for the master's arrival.

Yang Luo did more than Shi Yuan, he didn't even add an electronic pod, and the 11 external attachment points were all mounted with close-range combat training bullets.

No matter what the outcome of this confrontation is, it will not affect the ownership of the Golden Helmet, and the fight is only for the honor of first place.

Although Yang Luo is not exempt from vulgarity, and he also wants this first false name, compared to the battle and desire for the golden helmet, his pressure is much less.

In addition, Ye Jianlong has his own careful thoughts, and he wants to behave in front of the chief, and he Yang Luo also has such thoughts, but in the previous situation, in order to save his physical strength, he was not allowed to do so.

Now, it is the last confrontation, and he can play his best without any scruples.

And close-range combat is the best reflection of a pilot's flying skills and air combat level.

What Yang Luo didn't expect was that Shi Yuan thought of going with him.

"Boom!"

The J-11BG roared and accelerated its glide on the runway, jumped into the air, and disappeared into the air.

Yang Luo retracted his gaze from afar, turned around and walked towards the 301 J-10C, according to the process, after the inspection and handover, he immediately climbed the boarding ladder and entered the cockpit.

Soon, the order from the tower came, Yang Luo steered the fighter into the runway, and after getting approval, he immediately accelerated and took off.

"Tower, ground radar boot scanning, over."

Entering the air, just after climbing to 5,000 meters to level up, without turning to the airspace far above the Dingxin Field Station, Yang Luo exercised his first strike advantage through the radio channel.

"In such a hurry, what is he doing here?"

In the tower, the commander, Senior Colonel Bai Chaoqun, looked at the 301 J-10C hovering in the air through the window, and couldn't help frowning, very puzzled.

What puzzled him was far more than that, and the location and flight trajectory of the J-11BG that took off first also made him unable to understand.

The J-11BG is too close, only more than 10 kilometers away from the station, which can be regarded as being in the over-the-horizon range, and it is doing circular motion at this distance.

Under normal circumstances, the fighter planes that take off first will try to stay away from the station, and the course will not be regular, making it difficult for others to figure out.

The fighter plane that takes off later will also choose to turn away from Dingxin Station before using the first-mover advantage, in order to prevent the fighter that takes off first from guessing its position and delaying the time when it is discovered.

And now, both fighters violated this normal situation and directly confused Bai Chaoqun.

However, Bai Chaoqun did not delve into it, pressed the puzzle in his heart, looked at the radar screen, and reported: "There is a plane, the location is XXX, XXX, the distance is 11 kilometers, and the course is ......"

"11 km? Interesting. ”

Listening to the location information of the J-11BG reported by Bai Chaoqun in the headset, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Luo's mouth, and he responded: "301 received, over." ”

Rudder steering, lever, active phased array radar on.

In the next second, there was an additional flickering point of light on the radar display, at a distance of about 11 kilometers.

"Come on, look at the two of us, who can come out on top and win this first place?"

Yang Luo was arrogant and drove the 301 J-10C straight in the direction of the J-11BG.

"The confrontation has officially begun."

Since Yang Luo was in such a hurry and used the first move, Bai Chaoqun had no choice but to announce the order to start in advance, and then shut down the communication.

"How did it start so quickly? In such a short time, it's too late to even leave Dingxin Station, right? ”

In the cockpit of the J-11BG, Shi Yuan, who heard the order of the tower, was obviously flustered, and the moment he came back to his senses, he completed the steering operation, pointed the nose at the direction of Dingxin Field Station, and then turned on the active phased array radar.

Well, he didn't even need radar, just with the naked eye, Shi Yuan found a small black dot in the distant air approaching him.

"Just came over, not even maneuvering?"

Looking down at the parameter information on the radar display, Shi Yuan had a moment of doubt, but he reacted before he got on: "Well, it should be when I took off, I saw that I didn't have a medium-range bomb, so I dared to come over so swaggeringly." Moreover, he should have played with the same attention as I did, and didn't have a medium-range bullet, otherwise, he would have figured out how to lock on to me. ”

"Then, come on!"

Shi Yuan raised his head, looked through the cockpit glass and invisible air, looked at the 301 J-10C, which was rapidly enlarged due to high-speed approach, showed a confident smile, and also greeted him.

"Boom!"

With the roar of the aero engines resounding in the sky, the distance between the two fighters quickly shortened.

Ten kilometers.

Nine kilometers.

Eight kilometers.

"It's now."

Yang Luo's eyes froze, he took a deep breath, and quickly pulled the rod and pushed the rudder to push the throttle valve.

The 301 J-10C, which was flying at high speed, quickly responded, changed its flight attitude, and climbed to the upper right at high speed.

One is to avoid being easily locked by the other party; The second is to occupy a high degree of advantage.

Yang Luo then controlled the fighter to make a rolling maneuver, consumed some energy, seized the attack position, and attacked the J-11BG at a lower altitude.

The whole process is as smooth as flowing water, the sense of attack is very strong, and the offensive is extremely fierce.

"Huh? It turned out to be trying to seize the attack position, and it happened to avoid my lock, so strong air combat awareness. ”

Seeing the maneuver of the 301 J-10C, Shi Yuan, who had just wanted to lock with his helmet sight, squinted his eyes, sighed secretly, pulled the rod and pedaled the rudder, and the fuselage was deflected.

Although he knew that Yang Luo was very strong, if he wasn't strong, he wouldn't be able to go to the current ultimate battle, but as for what Yang Luo's level was and how strong it was, after all, he had no personal experience and couldn't make an accurate judgment.

In the previous two-plane confrontation, Yang Luo was basically in a defensive state, and he and his teammates were shot down before they could appreciate Yang Luo's attack.

Therefore, he can only judge from the perspective of a bystander, from the confrontation between Yang Luo and others, and he does not have a very intuitive feeling.

With just that maneuver, Shi Yuan felt the fierceness of Yang Luo's attack, but he did not show his timidity, but instead stimulated the desire to win that he had never felt before.

In this kind of close-range combat without tactics and relying only on flying skills and combat awareness, as the top air combat elite of the 3rd Air Division, he was not afraid, and he was confident enough to defeat his opponent and finally win.

"Boom!"

When the 301 J-10C tried to seize the attack position, the roar of the two WS-10 nest fan engines became louder and louder, like thunder.

The entire J-11BG reacted quickly and quickly, made a sharp turn to the right, climbed up, took a favorable position, and tried to counterattack.

However, in Shi Yuan's perspective, he found that the movements of the 301 J-10C, which had just occupied the attack position, seemed to have slowed down, and he made a mistake and did not thoroughly use the excellent maneuverability of the J-10 series fighters by using the canard wing layout.

This is an extremely low-level mistake, and a fatal one.

"How could he make such a low-level mistake?"

Shi Yuan, who was suffering from a high overload and was breathing a lot of oxygen on board, suddenly had doubts in his heart, and he was not excited to find out the other party's mistake, but the vigilance in his heart increased a little.

However, he didn't want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime and fleeting opportunity to attack, and quickly locked on with his helmet sights, ready to fire his weapon.

In an instant, the on-board active phased array radar of the 301 J-10C intercepted the locked signal and immediately issued an alarm.

"Drop!"

In the cockpit of the 301 J-10C, the alarm of the radar warning system sounded, which was rapid and sharp.

Yang Luo's face was calm and not panicked, this was expected, so it was not unexpected.

Tie rod, rudder.

The fuselage of the 301 J-10C rolled sideways, and while turning sharply to the left, it avoided locking with a roll.

The 301 J-10C, which seems to have made a mistake and is easy to lock, is like a dexterous swift, easily escaping the lock from Shi Yuan.

However, there is much more to it than that.

After evading the lock, the J-11BG is exactly on the irradiation surface of the 301 J-10C's fire control radar, and the helmet aiming system of the TK-10C flight helmet also encircles the J-11BG in it.

J-11BG, double-locked.

Err?

There is no such thing as good or bad.

This was the trap that Yang Luo set for Shi Yuan.

"Traps, traps."

Seeing that the 301 J-10C made a sharp turn to the right and rolled sideways, and after easily escaping, the nose of the aircraft was aimed at him, Shi Yuan immediately realized the danger.

But, late.

"Drop!"

In the cockpit of the J-11BG, a rapid alarm sounded from the radar warning system.

"Damn, it's locked, I'm still careless."

Listening to the hurried prompt in his ears, Shi Yuan was annoyed.

Even though he raised his vigilance, he still fell in love with Yang Luo's way.

Before he had time to think about it, Shi Yuan's right hand quickly pulled the lever to the right, and his right foot kicked hard to the end, following the previous inertia, and quickly pulled out a sharp turn on the right side, trying to avoid the lock.

However, the alarm of the radar warning system has not stopped, and it is still ringing.

This means that Shi Yuan's sharp maneuver just now did not achieve the expected effect.

"It's over, it looks like this point is going to be lost."

Shi Yuan was pessimistically aware of this consequence.

More than a second has passed, and he has not yet evaded it, and for a master, it only takes two seconds at most to complete the launch of the missile.

Sure enough, when Shi Yuan pulled the rod and pedaled the rudder, preparing to make a sharp turn and climb maneuver, the alarm of the missile approaching warning system sounded.

"The distance is only 4 kilometers, and it is still coming from my left front, and I don't know his technology to evade missiles, so it is basically impossible to maneuver to evade them, and I can only see if the jamming bomb can work wonderfully."

Shi Yuan's eyes were full of solemnity, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his mind was spinning at high speed, but he couldn't think of any way, so he could only hope for interference bombs.

Avoiding missiles with speeds up to Mach 3 at close range, especially in this almost opposite flight situation, any large overload maneuver will not help.