Two fighters appeared over the high seas one after the other, each flying in opposite directions, and needed to distance themselves and hide themselves before the fight.

Below is the endless sea, and the blue and flat sea level cannot hide a single warplane, only the clouds overhead can hide.

Soon after going to sea, there was no trace of snowflakes, and the farther east they flew, the better the weather, and now the place where Yang Luo was located was already sunny and shining, providing a good environment for martial arts.

Yang Luo pulled the rod to accelerate his climb as he moved away, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

In the battle with foreign forces, you can't use search radar, everything can only be found visually, and both sides are for the sake of secrecy.

Although it is said that China has also purchased Su-27 from Mao Xiong to research and equip troops, it can never buy the best performance, just like the J-7 exported in China, which has been castrated.

The specific performance of the Su-27 used by Mao Xiong and what equipment is installed in it are unknown, and they are all secret.

Yang Luo understands very well that the performance of the J-7 is not as good as that of the Su-27, so if you want to defeat the 1015, you must first be discovered and have an advantage, otherwise you will be very passive.

Passing through the clouds, Yang Luo turned around and made a big circle to meet the direction in which the Su-27 left, and his eyes searched around like an eagle's eye for the trace of the Su-27.

It is dangerous to fly in the clouds all the time, because it is almost impossible to see in the clouds, and if you do not turn on the radar, you will not be able to detect each other, and there is a risk that you may collide with the other party.

As a result, visual aerial combat that requires search generally begins at the edge of the clouds, and is the upper edge of the clouds.

"Buzz!"

The turbojet-13F aircraft engine roared violently, and the roar was heard in the sky.

The 866 J-7 sometimes appears above the clouds, sometimes hides in the clouds, passing through the white clouds, looking for the Su-27 hidden in the middle of nowhere.

"Drop!"

The alarm sound like the declaration of death suddenly sounded in the cockpit, rapid and sharp, and the yellow light flashed at a high frequency, which was locked by the radar.

Yang Luo has not yet found the figure of the Su-27, but he has been attacked from an unknown direction.

He only needs to lock himself in a short period of three seconds, and he will fail, so Yang Luo did not dare to slack off, and the pressure rod drill was like a cloud, and at the same time he urgently flew out a few conventional maneuvers to avoid the radar lock.

"Awesome." Yang Luo said solemnly, carefully recalling his operation, and did not reveal any flaws, how did the other party find out?

There is no trace of the Su-27 in front and on the left and right, only the rear is a blind corner of the line of sight, and it cannot be seen, so the Su-27 should have gone around in a big circle to its rear.

Yang Luo understood that he had made a big mistake and did not care about the end.

"I'm still inexperienced." Yang Luo sighed.

Yang Luo doesn't have a lot of experience in aerial combat, especially visual search fighting, and the competition between his comrades is to turn on radar search, otherwise he will directly start without searching.

The reason is that in the current world, if there is really going to be an air battle, with the performance of the current fighters, it is impossible to have a situation where visual search is required, and it is all radar searching for targets and then attacking.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo became more cautious, it is not terrible to make mistakes, but it is terrible not to learn a lesson, and to make mistakes again and again.

"1015, just show me how good you are."

Yang Luo didn't want to escape from the bag, so he chose to drill out of the clouds, trying to find out the traces of the Su-27 after it flew over.

Sure enough, there were traces of planes flying in the clouds on the left, and looking at its flight trajectory, he wanted to go around his rear and attack himself.

Dangerous!

Yang Luo was excited, and the emergency pressure rod drilled into the clouds, and after flying level in the clouds for a certain distance, he immediately turned right with the rudder, and after drilling out of the clouds again, it happened that the Su-27 also appeared.

The two planes were in opposite directions, flying in opposite directions, approaching at high speed.

Offensive.

The best defense is offense.

Two fighters belonging to different camps, carrying a fierce offensive momentum, like a giant sword, pointed at each other.

The two sides approached at a breakneck pace, and the relative distance was shrinking.

Fearless and unstoppable.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was shortened to five kilometers, and they were both maneuvering towards each other, dodging the other's radar lock, and trying to lock the other party and decide the winner.

Yang Luo clenched the joystick and continued to perform various conventional maneuvers, staring at the approaching Su-27, looking for a chance to lock

However, the 1015's flight technology is as good as Yang Luo's, and it can always avoid the radar's lock-on dangerously, without revealing the slightest flaw.

In the end, the two fighters staggered by, and neither could help the other.

Pushing the throttle valve, pulling the rod and pushing the rudder, the first time he staggered, Yang Luo flew out of a sharp upward turn, wanting to gain a height advantage while making a 180-degree U-turn.

However, imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

As soon as the fuselage of the 866 J-7 rotated ninety degrees, and the sharp rise and turn was only halfway done, Yang Luo found that the Su-27 had already turned around and was coming violently.

"Nima, Herbst maneuver." Yang Luo screamed, frightened to death.

To deal with the J-7, use the ultimate move as soon as it comes up, is this good?

Isn't it overkill?

Yang Luo also wanted to use such a big move to turn around as soon as possible, but the performance of the J-7 did not allow it, and there was only one possibility to dare to enter - stall and become a target.

If you want to continue to make a U-turn, you can't do it, you can only run away.

Yang Luo pressed the rod and pedaled the rudder to change his current flight attitude, and then flew out of the drum to maneuver, accelerating to escape and avoid.

Run away.

Constantly running away.

Due to the gap in performance, it was too late to turn around, and he had lost the initiative, so Yang Luo could only keep maneuvering and fleeing to avoid the locking of the Su-27 from behind.

In the past, Yang Luo was beaten by others, forcing others to run away and avoid it, how could he have tasted such a taste, but today he has experienced this kind of helplessness of aggrievedness.

In the face of the Su-27, if you want to regain the initiative, it is even more difficult to use the performance of the J-7, not only a technical problem.

Yang Luo was sweaty, his physical strength was consumed a lot in the overload maneuver, and he wanted to turn the nose of the plane and face the Su-27, but he was always unable to do it, and he was always attacked by the Su-27, and from time to time the alarm sounded in the cockpit, forcing him to have no chance to stop.

In the end, the helpless Yang Luo chose to burrow into the clouds, disappeared from the sight of the Su-27, and completely avoided the attack of the Su-27.

"You can only have a chance to win if you are taken by surprise, and if you enter a normal fight, the chances of winning are slim." Yang Luo pondered.

The gap in technology is not very large, the point is that the gap in the performance of fighters is too large.

Pushing up the throttle valve and gently pulling the lever, Yang Luo carefully drilled out of the clouds, his eyes wide as copper bells, and carefully searched for the trace of the Su-27.

Suddenly, Yang Luo's eyes shrank, and a fighter plane disappeared in a flash at a long distance in front of the right, disappearing into the clouds.

"1015, grab your tail." Yang Luo shouted excitedly.

There is nothing to say, push the throttle, accelerate.

The 866 J-7 roared, like a lightning speed, following the trajectory of the fighter plane.

After Yang Luo followed for a while, the fighter plane in front of the right appeared above the clouds again, revealing its tracks, and it also attacked him in reverse, looming in the clouds.

Hurriedly adjusted the direction of the nose of the plane, pointed at the opponent, locked the fire control radar, and failed to evade it no matter how the opponent maneuvered.

How could he be so tolerant of being locked by himself, and he couldn't avoid it?

Yang Luo was puzzled, with the level of 1015, he shouldn't be able to get rid of it.

Even if 1015 is older than himself and has too much physical exertion, it shouldn't be.

Puzzled, Yang Luo turned on the radio communication system that had been turned off from the beginning of the fight, connected to the public channel, and asked a few questions one after another, "1015, what's the matter with you?" How did flight technology suddenly drop so much? Is there something wrong with your body? ”

The public channel was quiet, and no one answered.

Three seconds was a short time, and it passed in an instant, and Yang Luo completed the locking attack.

Suddenly, Yang Luo, who had just relaxed, noticed that something flashed in front of him, it was not a fighter, it was much smaller, and when he looked at it, Yang Luo was shocked, and two words came out of his mouth.

"Missiles!"