Chapter 190: We Want to Win Too!
"Can we really win?"
"No. 07, the opponent is too strong."
"To be honest, I don't know what the point of this fight is."
However, in the special encrypted communication channel of the Russian side, there was no uniform roar, and there was no classic Ula, but the confusion and questioning of a comrade-in-arms were heard.
"What are you talking about?! We are proud eagles, we are the elite of the army, how can we give up on ourselves?! Hearing the words of his comrades-in-arms, the Russian student was stunned and roared with some anger.
Inside the on-board radio channel, a comrade-in-arms sighed: "We have lost twice in a row. ”
"That No. 17, it's like a real pilot, and I'm facing him, it's like I'm facing Instructor Salavic."
"Yes, he's like a seasoned Saravic instructor, and I even thought he was a pilot who had just retired from the battlefield."
"What are you afraid of? We have 12 fighters, the other side only has eight, and there are two people who don't know how to fly. ”
"Haven't you figured it out yet? Number 17 is too strong, he fights us like a cat playing with mice! ”
"Calm down, everyone, calm down." A Russian student spoke out to stop the quarrel.
"Everyone, calm me down, no matter how strong No. 17 is, he is only one person!" At this time, the unbearable golden eagle stood up and comforted everyone: "Now is the critical moment, not the time to quarrel, cheer up." ”
As these words fell, the dedicated encrypted communication channel fell into an eerie silence, with only the faint sound of breathing.
After a long time, one of the students sighed leisurely: "We also want to win......"
The words are full of reluctance and despair.
victory
Who doesn't crave something of infinite allure?
Soldiers, but also the most eager for victory!
"Okay, it's almost 10 kilometers away, and we have hopes of winning." The Russian trainees who first spoke out to stop everyone from arguing reminded them.
The golden eagle said in a deep voice: "Everyone, get ready for battle!" ”
The rules of air combat in multi-aircraft formations have changed slightly, that is, the two sides are spaced twenty kilometers apart and engage in a circular airspace with a radius of ten kilometers.
No way, this is 20 beginner six, not one or two.
Due north, after flying ten kilometers away, the twelve Primordial Sixes turned around and continued to climb altitude, preparing to search for the enemy.
Height advantage!
After two rounds of almost actual competition, the Russian student team finally clearly realized how important the knowledge taught by the teacher in this theory class is.
Climb!
Keep climbing!
In addition to the Russian fleet that is trying to climb, the base is composed of 8 Chujiao-6 planes, which are also in a state of climbing, with elegant posture and neat team.
But there is one thing that is different, and that is the direction of climbing.
Overhead, the scorching sun in the southwest is releasing a steady stream of dazzling light, surrounded by white clouds of different shapes.
"Call 03, 17 is out of formation."
After climbing to an altitude of 3,500 meters, Zhou Hai did not hesitate to break away from the combat formation and fly alone along the northeast direction at high speed.
Li Guanfeng, who served as the supreme commander of the aircraft group, maintained the maximum fuselage angle of attack with the lever, and gave an order: "03 understand, 17 pay attention to reporting their own situation and position in real time, each aircraft maintain climbing, maintain the route from southwest to northeast, and pay attention to searching for the enemy." ”
"06 understood."
"12 understood."
"15 understood."
In your own encrypted communication channel, a uniform answer is heard.
"17 understood." Zhou Hai pushed the throttle valve with his left hand, flew forward at high speed, and reported.
Time passes slowly, the sky, 3650 meters, speed 200 kilometers per hour.
No. 17 Chujiao VI, painted in army green, maintained a horizontal flight attitude, Zhou Hai's face was cold, and his keen eyes searched the surroundings through the cockpit glass.
"Found you." Soon, Zhou Hai was in the airspace about 8 kilometers away from the north to the south, and found that the basic combat unit of the two-plane formation was used to form the Russian aircraft group.
The number was slightly reduced, 10 aircraft.
"Call 03, call 03, our plane found a group of enemy planes, about 8 kilometers in azimuth, at an altitude of 4,500 meters, 10 enemy planes, and 2 enemy planes whose whereabouts are unknown, ready to carry out decoy tactics."
After Zhou Hai discovered the Russian plane, he turned on the on-board radio communicator, called the command plane, operated it skillfully with both hands, decisively changed course, and did not hide his tracks.
Hasten!
Hasten!
Hasten!
Tear the air and fly at high speed.
As a bait, it must play the role of bait, like a firefly in the dark night, shining and dazzling.
For the Russian fleet, there is nothing more attractive than the two white numbers 17.
17!
Glaring 17!
"03 Understood, good luck." On the airborne radio, Li Guanfeng's calm voice sounded.
After obtaining the information of the target group through Zhou Hai's reconnaissance, Li Guanfeng immediately issued an order to continue climbing.
The combat formation composed of seven aircraft on its own side continued to climb up from a height of 4,500 meters, and the dazzling brilliance sprinkled on the seven Junior Sect Six, as if they were covered with a layer of golden light holy clothes.
"Boom!"
The throttle valve was pushed to the maximum, and the Piston-6 engine entered full power operation, putting out 285 hp of power, and the speed of the No. 17 Chujiao 6 gradually increased.
At this time, the two Russian Chujiao-6 that disappeared swept out of the clouds at high speed, and the propellers tore through the thin cloud structure.
"Enemy aircraft spotted!"
"Enemy aircraft spotted!"
"Location, height, quantity." Hearing the information transmitted by the two reconnaissance planes, the golden eagle, who kept a cool head, perked up and shouted loudly.
Look around with both eyes and observe the airspace.
The Russian trainees who were on reconnaissance duty immediately replied: "The direction is due south, our aircraft group is directly ahead, the distance is 6 kilometers, the visual altitude is 3,800 meters, the number is one, etc., this enemy plane seems to be the No. 17 of the Chinese!" ”
As the two sides gradually approached, the Russian students could clearly see the white numbers painted on the head of the sixth machine of the first lesson.
Number 17!
The golden eagle was stunned for a moment, his eyes cast into the slightly lower airspace in front of him, and he suddenly found that the first teacher of the single machine ushered in the sixth year, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his mind thought at high speed: "No. 17?!" Just himself? ”
"It's the 17th?"
"Is it just him?"
In the encrypted communication channel dedicated to the Russian side, the voices of the people sounded.
"Yes, that's right, I'm sure it's just him." The Russian cadet who conducted the reconnaissance replied.
At first, he comforted the Russian students who stopped everyone from arguing, analyzed rationally, and hit the nail on the head: "This is a decoy tactic, trying to seduce us, we can't be fooled." ”