"Hawkeye Nineteen, this is the Eagle Formation, we have arrived at the interception airspace." After Zhao Kai called the Eagle Eye No. 19 early warning command plane, he immediately turned on the afterburner, and the powerful wake generated by the jet engine ploughed two straight white water traces on the sea surface, and the roaring fighter suddenly pulled up the nose of the plane, like an angry dragon swimming on the water, and suddenly soared into the blue sky.

"Communication has been restored a little." As the Black Hawk fighters approached the U.S. fleet, the Prowler electronic warfare aircraft reduced the electromagnetic interference, because the electromagnetic interference that was too high would also have a certain impact on their own fighters. This is also a last resort.

"A large number of Chinese fighters were discovered, right in front of us."

"Damn, these Chinese guys are pestering me." Freedom 3 called urgently.

"Oh my God! Missiles, ah! Multiply! Multiply! Multiply! ”

"Hurry up and help me, I'm bitten."

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Communication was restored slightly, and immediately the radio channel of the entire 1st Air Wing was filled with all kinds of sounds, mixed with a lot of dying exclamations.

Major Virgin was a little furious, although he tried his best to compete with those new fighters of the Chinese Air Force that suddenly appeared, but the free formation was entangled by the twelve carrier-based fighters of the Chinese Naval Air Force, and could not break away at all. Moreover, high in the sky, there were constantly Warhawk-3 fighters swooping down towards the Allied aircraft group below, and the air entered a white-hot heat as soon as it began.

Air-to-air missiles are constantly flying in the air, looking for heat sources, and the strong engine roar of the turbofan engine carries the fire that erupts in the air from time to time. It was a feast of killing. It's also an invitation to death.

"FUCK, send those damn Chinese guys to hell with a cannon or AIM-9. We need support, the nearest one! "Major Virgin knew that at this time, what he needed most was support from the Star-Spangled Banner. But he also knew that he had no reinforcements, and that there were a large number of bombers in the back, and they had to be responsible for these bombers.

In the Ryukyu Islands, 300 nautical miles north of Amami, a giant flower of steel blooms on the sparkling sea. This is the long arm of the East China Sea Fleet of the Chinese Navy. The 5th Carrier-based Aircraft Wing carried by the China Empire, the most advanced nuclear-powered aircraft carrier built by the Chinese Empire, is the core of the strike.

Several state-of-the-art provincial air defense cruisers and municipal anti-submarine destroyers, as well as two Imperial-class aircraft carriers, are guarding the Zhonghua, a behemoth steel giant ship with a full load displacement of more than 80,000 tons.

As the No. 1 ship of China's first generation of nuclear-powered aircraft carriers, the Zhonghua launched in the 14th year of Zhongxing is not only a warship in the name of the Chinese Empire, but also one of the symbols of China's strength in the Far East. Since the beginning of the year, it has been incorporated into the East China Sea Fleet. It became the core force of the East China Sea Fleet.

At this time. On the wide diagonal double deck, steam swirls around, and 32 Seahawk-3 carrier-based combat attack planes of the 195th, 194th, and 193rd Combat Attack Squadrons belonging to the 5th Carrier-based Aircraft Wing are on standby for takeoff.

Sturdy hydraulically powered steel arm supports the front of the gas deflector baffle. The Seahawk-3 was tightly restrained by the ejection tractor, and the ejection rod of the front wheel of the fighter was stuck in the ejection slide, like a sharp arrow about to be fired on a taut bowstring.

As the ejection commander bent his knees and made a catapult signal, the Seahawk-3 roared and was ejected from the deck.

The smell of gunpowder on the Yellow Sea has become even stronger, and although the arrival of these 32 Seahawk-3 carrier-based fighter-attack planes has not changed the situation much, it is still a not weak air force.

"Eagle 1, bold, attack, we cover." Twelve Black Hawk fighters stubbornly entangled the Sabres and Japanese Tachibana jet fighters that arrived one after another, thus giving the Eagle formation cover for a duel with Sabre.

Twelve Black Hawk fighters and a large number of sabers circled and rolled in the sea and sky, each trying to lock on to the other, and carry out a successful simulated attack on the 'enemy', killing the opponent's spirit.

The piercing radar warning sound of "Di Di Di" made Zhao Kai a little nervous, and no one would like the feeling of being targeted by the other party. As long as the nose of the opponent's aircraft is aimed at its own tail, such a sound will sound, which is very annoying, because once the dodge is not timely, the opponent's aviation cannon will roar.

"Di Di Di" The sharp alarm howled even faster, damn it, the Yankees' saber is really not easy to deal with. At this time, the air-to-air missiles of Zhao Kai's squadron had all been used, although each missile could kill an enemy plane. But there are too many Allied planes, and now it's at the level of fighting with machine guns.

Zhao Kai pushed the joystick violently and pressed the head of the machine, no matter whether the other party would attack or not, it was chilling to be locked by someone, so at this time, this situation must be avoided.

Accelerate, do rolling, get out of the effective attack of the opponent's cannons and missiles, although the Yankees behind will not necessarily launch missiles, but the Sabre plus AIM-9 is also a threat to the Black Hawk fighters. After all, if you accidentally get bitten by an AIM-9 missile, the Black Hawk fighter will only have the fate of crashing.

If it is a one-on-one situation, the Black Hawk fighter can easily take out the opponent's saber, one against two, against three, against four, and the Black Hawk fighter is also not afraid. But as soon as the number of enemies exceeds a certain number, it is enough to close the gap in quality. At this moment, the Black Hawk fighter is facing such a scenario. The Allied fighters were a certain number higher than the Chinese fighters, and the Allied pilots also seemed to have a good idea, using those propeller planes to entangle the Chinese Warhawk-3, and then use a large number of jet fighters to surround the Chinese Black Hawk fighter force. intends to fight more and fight less to kill China's Black Hawk fighter force.

"Eagle 1, I'm Eagle 4, I'm bitten! Damn it! ”

"Eagle 4, I'm Eagle 3, I'm behind your flank, I'm in a strong position."

"This is Eagle 3, I bite him, I can kill him."

There was a cacophony of shouts in the communication channel, and the entangled Black Hawk and Sabre chased each other, it was a life-and-death air battle. The battlefield is also unusually intense.

“FUCK！” Major Virgin cursed under his breath, and he tried several times to lock onto the Chinese plane in front of him, but he was thrown off by the other party.

"Come on, the invincible Chinese fighter." The major knew that he had met a "very good" Chinese pilot, maybe he was a very good Chinese air force pilot, okay, let you see the power of the American Eagle, the major pushed the throttle stick, and followed the Chinese plane that slid sharply into the low altitude.

Chess met an opponent, and Zhao Kai knew that he had met a difficult opponent. Little did he know that he was met by Major Virgin, the squadron leader of the 27th Fighter Squadron of the U.S. Air Force, nicknamed "The Hammer." It's just that the other party is pestering him behind him, which makes Zhao Kai feel that he has encountered a troublesome opponent.

Pushing the oxygen mask, Zhao Kai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the falling saliva fell into his stomach with a clatter. The high G and large overload maneuver make his stomach hang like a pendulum. Very uncomfortable.

In order to get rid of the saber behind him. Zhao Kai ventured down from a height of 3,000 meters to a low altitude of 100 meters, and the Black Hawk fighter roared at a 15° angle and went straight to the sea, and the undulating sea water appeared more and more clearly in front of him with the thrust of the fighter engine. The blue sea rushed in at a rapid pace.

The surging blue waves in his pupils gradually expanded, as if he was about to kiss himself soon, Zhao Kai gritted his teeth, and the high-speed dive made him feel as if he was about to dissolve in this sea and sky. Damn, fight.

The roaring fighter planes rushed to the surface of the sea like gulls hunting, as if they were about to plunge headlong into the waves.

Okay, pull it up, just when he was about to kiss the sea, Zhao Kaicai pulled the joystick sharply, under the effect of the telex system, the fighter lifted the nose lightly, and suddenly changed from the dive state, and the Black Hawk fighter with the nose raised was about to plunge into the sea, swaying up, straight into the blue sky, the jet engine blew huge ripples on the sea, the water mist dispersed, and the fighter plane rushed to the sky above the splashing water mist.

The white wake pulled a beautiful U-shape over the sea and sky, and under the powerful engine thrust, the Black Hawk fighter quickly pierced into the clouds.

“FUCK！ This can be avoided. "Watching the Black Hawk fighter fight for his life, using the dangerous way of high-speed dive and low-altitude pulling to get rid of himself and the other six or seven Sabres around him, Major Virgin could be sure that he had met the ace pilot of the Chinese Air Force. Less than 100 meters in height, and in the vast sea, this opponent is not bad, well, play with you. The major pulled up the nose of the plane, changed the dive, and followed the Black Hawk fighter from a low altitude. The other sabers around him followed behind the Virgin, and once again they chased after him in formation.

At this time, this sea area has become a battlefield full of gunpowder, a large number of Allied planes and Chinese planes are entangled to death, the two sides are constantly locking on each other, firing cannons and missiles, and the flower of death blooms in the sky. Although there were many planes that dodged the opponent's attack, every time they saw the opponent's nose aimed at them, it was enough to make the pilots of both sides shudder, because it meant that they had already walked on the road to death.

Unlike the confrontation between the Warhawk-3 in the high altitude and the Allied propeller fighters of various types, the confrontation between the more than 300 Sabre fighters belonging to the 1st Fighter Wing, the more than 200 Orange Blossom fighters of a jet fighter wing of the Japanese Army Air Force, and the more than 100 Black Hawk fighters of the 7th Division Combat Aviation Regiment of China was even more intense.

The fighters of the two sides were entangled in the middle and low altitudes below 3,000 meters, and the contest between the two sides appeared to be a "lethal move"; because there were no missiles, the advantage of the Black Hawk fighters in "firing before the enemy and shooting down the enemy first" was discarded, and the two sides were entangled with each other, constantly locking each other with machine guns and blocking the way for the other side to dodge. At this time, there is no need for close-range melee shells, and using cannons to attack each other is enough to kill each other.

The rustling of electricity in the communication channel could not hide the rough shouts and slightly panicked cries of the excellent pilots of the two countries. The U.S. had a sufficient numerical advantage, while the Black Hawk fighters were highly maneuverable, and both sides were interested in keeping the other from approaching the battlefield of a major air battle. It can be regarded as a tacit mutual containment!

The U.S. 1st Air Wing naturally hopes to quickly solve the hundreds of Black Hawk fighters in front of them, and the Black Hawk wants to drag the other party so that the third-generation fighters above can take out the Allied propeller fighters with peace of mind.

The two sides seemed to have suddenly reached a stalemate, and at this time, a large number of Allied bomber troops appeared in the sky above the battlefield. Naturally, these bombers could not participate in air combat, but the operation still had to continue. can only helplessly sail to China, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front, these bombers have no choice.

And the Allied pilots who were angry didn't care about those bombers at all, watching the planes of their comrades being destroyed one by one, everyone was already red-eyed, and no one would think of escorting the bombers at all. Besides, the enemy in front of him is a living military medal and honor, and he will take care of those bombers.

When waves of bombers passed over the battlefield, many of the Allied fighters who were originally escorting the bomber formation participated in the big air battle. I don't care what those bombers around me think.

Of course, the protagonist of the Allied operation this time, the bomber crossed over his head, and the Chinese pilots naturally saw it, but they didn't have the idea of bothering at all. Their mission is to stop the opposing fighter force. As for those bombers, they don't need to shoot at all. (To be continued......)