Xu Da saw that this was a Japanese F-15J fighter.

The F-15 is the main fighter produced by U and classified as a third-generation fighter according to the original European and American standards, which is used to seize air supremacy in the theater and can also attack ground targets, also known as an air immortal. According to country U, the F-15 has never been shot down by the other side during combat missions. In 1980, the U-country sold the then advanced F-15 fighter jets to Japan and provided the technology to allow them to produce them, and Japan is now equipped with a total of about 200 F-15 fighter jets.

The F-15 has a multi-functional avionics system that includes a head-up display, advanced radar, inertial navigation system, flight instruments, ultra-high frequency communications, tactical navigation system and instrument landing system. It also has a built-in tactical electronic warfare system, friend or foe identifiers, electronic countermeasures, and a central digital computer system.

The F-15 can carry a variety of air-to-air weapons, and the automated weapon system and manual throttle and joystick design allow pilots to effectively engage in air combat by simply using the throttle stem and buttons on the joystick. All settings and visual guidance are displayed on the head-up display.

The F-15 is capable of carrying the AIM-7 Sparrow air-to-air missile, the AIM-9 Sidewinder air-to-air missile, the AIM-120 advanced medium-range air-to-air missile, and an M61A1 Vulcan cannon on the outside of the right air intake.

Xu Da knew that he had encountered a strong enemy, and he felt extremely excited, and said to Zhang Fei excitedly: "Control the call, occupy a favorable position, let's refresh history!" ”

Xu Da said that refreshing history, that is, China's J-20 and Japan's (can also be said to be the F-15 of the U country) have never played each other, and who wins and who loses depends on the aerial combat at this moment.

Zhang Fei said firmly: "Understood!" He concentrated a hundredfold spirit and followed closely behind Xu Da, covering the safety of Xu Da's side and back.

At this time, the Japanese pilot of the F-15J, Kawa Tera, was sitting in the cockpit with good vision, somewhat depressed. Originally, he was out on patrol, but he was flying, and the wingman Ono didn't know where he flew.

Then, I felt a little confused, as if a ghost was directing me to fly fast and speed up! Hasten! Hasten!!

Immediately afterwards, the sky was dark, and in the darkness there was lightning and thunder, and the fire was shining, and the magical electric sparks were filled one by one, smearing the sky as if it were magical, and there were gorgeous and colorful changes. There seemed to be a rumbling sound in my ears, and it was loud and small, and it took a while for a terrible silence. The brain also felt a buzzing sound, and the huge pressure caused the brain pressure to increase rapidly, increase, and swell the head as if it was about to explode. The plane also seems to have lost its direction, one moment east, one moment west.

When his mind cleared up a little, the multi-function pulse Doppler radar showed that there was a war going on below. War, what's going on? Flying a little further down, it was also seen visually, and this was a war being fought in the Western powers, that is, in China. Japan's outdated Type 95 light tank tank was defeated and fled by some people like primitive society, armed with rifles, machine guns, broadswords, and spears. And those Japanese Army, wearing outdated yellow uniforms and holding outdated bayonet-mounted 6.5mm Type 38 rifles, were also fleeing for their lives.

"What's going on? What's going on? Kawa asked himself aloud, but alone, no one answered him.

There was only one ghost commanding him: "Attack, attack, support the land army." Attack the enemy—"

Chuan Yan involuntarily clenched the joystick of his right hand, opened the safety cover, and pressed his thumb on the button, as long as he pressed the electric twist, the "Sparrow" air-to-air missile would roar out to the ground. Even if it is an air-to-air missile, it will also cause heavy casualties on the ground.

Kawa's hand pressed on the electric twist, but he didn't press it, and he vaguely felt that something seemed wrong.

Chuan Wei glanced at the radar, and was secretly taken aback, although nothing was displayed on the radar, but in a vague way, there seemed to be a dark black line crossing. "It's not good-" Just as Chuan Wei screamed in his heart, a reminder appeared on the head-up monitor: "You have been tracked and locked by enemy planes, you have been tracked and locked by enemy planes." ”

Chuan Wei screamed, knowing that it was the last moment, and with a flick of the control stick, the plane climbed high and made a sharp turn.

Just when Kawasaki completed this series of actions, looking at the radar display again, it still seemed that there was a dark black shadow tracking him. The head-up display is still reminding: "You have been tracked and locked by enemy aircraft, you have been tracked and locked by enemy aircraft." ”

Kawa screamed again, and another sharp turn came.

According to Kawasaki's tactical objectives, the F-15J was supposed to be able to find enemy targets with the excellent skills of the F-15J, but nothing was found on the radar display. And the head-up display is still constantly reminding: "You've been locked by enemy planes-"

Chuan Te was already sweating profusely, and in these ten seconds of tossing, Chuan Ter's nerves were already tense to the extreme, and he shouted a little nervously: "Where is the enemy plane, where is the enemy plane, why didn't I see it, why didn't I see it." ”

At this time, Xu Da's right hand was tightly holding the joystick, and his thumb was pressed on the electric torsion, as long as he pressed the electric torsion, a Thunderbolt-8 infrared-guided air-to-air combat missile spitting out tongues of fire would shoot at the enemy plane. In an instant, the F-15 will be smashed to pieces.

However, Xu Da did not press the electric torsion.

Just now, the F-15J dived to the ground, and Xu Da had already seen it. If he dares to launch missiles at the ground, then it is dead.

However, it did not fire missiles and did not fire cannons at the ground.

Xu Da also has many mysteries that cannot be solved, how could the F-15, which was only equipped with Japan in 1980, enter the war in 1937? What's going on, isn't it playing through too? As long as it doesn't fire the first shot, I, for the time being, won't fire the first shot.

China's current military strength is no longer the same as it was then, but China's benevolence has long been deeply embedded in everyone's blood.

Chuan Zhen knew that he was finished, and he was tracked and locked by the enemy plane three times, and as long as the enemy plane's thumb moved, he would be crushed. But why didn't the enemy planes launch missiles? It's weird......

Anyway, it was already a dead plane, and Chuan Wei simply gave up unnecessary resistance, and his brain reflected: If this is Chinese soil, then why didn't he feel it about China's first-tier air defense? Whether it will be able to avoid the missile strike of the first layer is unknown.

If war breaks out, why is it that only one of its own planes attacks China, and the other groups? Japan's air force is far weaker than China's air force, and when it is not ready for war, it blindly starts a war.

It's not good, Chuan Zhen is also a crossing fan, and suddenly thought of a question, did I cross over? If you really cross over, if you want to survive, the only way to survive is to quickly escape to your home base.

So, Kawa angrily shouted to the base: "Request to return, request to return-"

However, a ghostly voice was still directing him: "Attack the Chinese army, attack the Chinese army." ”

"Fuck—" Kawa also burst into foul language, "If it weren't for the mercy of others, I would have been finished a long time ago." Also attack, attack a fart, attack your mother! Lao Tzu quit and returned-"

Chuan slowly increased the throttle and flew quickly towards his home base.

Xu Da's right hand tightly held the control mark, and his thumb pressed on the missile launch button, "protecting" the F-15J fighter to fly in the direction of Japan.

There was a solemn sù on the Tuxiao River position.

Although the security forces and militia groups suffered relatively heavy losses, and although they scared away some irresolute elements, they won a great victory. The Japanese, who didn't even dare to fight Han Fuyu, were beaten by these Fan Zhuxian's miscellaneous security forces and militia groups, lost their armor, and did not even snatch back the dead bodies.

The current victory, it is said that he should be happy, but Fan Zhuxian can't be happy.

The position is full of the remains of hundreds of security regiment and militia fighters and dozens of corpses of little devils, and the front of the position is full of tattered steel of Japanese tanks, and several tanks are still burning, but most of the tanks are almost blown up, and the broken parts and broken steel plates are almost everywhere, and there are dozens of devils' bodies in between, some of which have been burned beyond recognition, and some have been hit by bullets and have several holes in their bodies.

In order to boost morale, Fan Zhuxian shouted loudly: "Brothers, we should be happy, there is nothing great about the little devils." Yesterday we were defeated in Nanzhen Village, and today we are defeated again. ”

Fan Zhuxian smiled, stroked his long beard, looked at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers in front of the position, and forced a happy nod.

Qi Zixiu, the commander of the third battalion of the security guard, also howled loudly with joy, he came to Fan Zhuxian and said loudly: "Commander Fan, if you want to win this battle, you have to rely on the planes of the national army. Look at that plane, it's big, it's fast, what are the Japanese, the plane is small, it's slow, and finally a fast one comes, and the plane of the national army is scared away at once. In particular, there is one on board the planes of the national army...... What kind of play is that, there's still fire on the tail, running so fast......"

Yin Zhaoli said: "It was a small plane that flew down from that big plane, and it smashed the Japanese plane in one fell swoop. It's good, it's a pity...... Those two little planes. I don't know if those two drivers ran out, it's a pity anyway......"

To say, Xu Yushan is still a little knowledgeable, shook his head and said, "No, why do I feel like a smoking cannonball." How can this shell smoke? Strange, strange, really weird? ”

Han Xing thought it was weird and funny, and returned the plane of the national army, the national army was a ball! Han Fuyu ran away, Jinan was lost, where did the plane of the national army come from. However, these words cannot be said to them, and if they are spoken, they must think that they are nervous again.

Fan Zhuxian nodded, and then said the key sentence: "Who summoned the plane of the national army?" Then, those sharp eyes looked at Han Xing with a smile.

This sentence reminds everyone. It is this Han Xing who is Han Fuyu's nephew, and only Han Fuyu can mobilize the Air Force, who is it if it is not this Han Xing who summoned the Air Force?

"It seems that Secretary Han can still do personal things!" Yin Zhaoli first praised Han Xing.

Nima, Han Xing felt very distressed, it turned out that he was not a personnel officer!

"If anyone says bad things about Secretary Han again, whoever says Secretary Han will not do it, then it will not work, I will be anxious with him, get promoted and make a fortune, and I will count on Secretary Han in the future!" Qi Zixiu said.

Nima, this is more uncomfortable than scolding yourself, it turns out that you are counting on your promotion and making a fortune, how can you count on yourself, you must be counting on Han Fuyu!

"So, what are we going to do! I can't spare him! Xu Yushan encouraged everyone with bad intentions. He just wanted to use this kind of activity to stimulate and raise everyone's morale.

"Up-" Everyone shouted and shouted, and they rushed up, lifting Han Xing high and throwing him upward.