Encouraged by the news of the imminent arrival of reinforcements, the Allied fighters burst into stubborn resistance. In air combat, it is not like a ground battlefield, where you can surrender. When you get to the sky, people don't care if you surrender or not, as long as it is a moving plane, it is a target.

"Devil, I've set my sights on the target, pay attention to cover!" The imp called his wingman with some excitement. Just after a dive attack from the top down, he has achieved a good record. But it was a nimble and unexpected attack on those Allied aircraft groups in the air, and now it was a real air battle.

"Eagle Six understands." The demon replied.

On the air battlefield, each aircraft has its own aircraft code, and the code name is generally sprayed on the fuselage. Sometimes, when contacting, the aircraft code is often used.

After receiving the response, the imp immediately drove the plane to catch up, and the wingman ghost followed him to guard and cover.

The other party also saw the imp catching up, and immediately changed his flight attitude, made several consecutive sharp turns, and then accelerated to the left to escape.

Where can the little ghost allow the prey in his hand to escape, and he also accelerates to catch up.

The distance keeps shrinking, a thousand meters, eight hundred meters......

The pilot of the Mustang fighter who was being targeted by the imp was very anxious, and when he saw the sharply shortened distance, his hands holding the joystick pushed and tilted at a small angle. The nose of the Mustang sank, the fuselage rolled on its side, and it swooped down at a low altitude. Soon disappeared from the eyes of the imp.

"Devil, did you see that guy just now, he was cunning enough." The imp shouted over the radio channel.

"Little ghost, I see it." The wingman shouted hurriedly. "It swoops down suddenly, right in your direction of eight o'clock."

"Keep up. Don't let it run. "The imp is very anxious.

A wingman not far behind the imp swooped down on the Mustang fighter with a roar of tracking. The imp adjusts his posture and enters the hover, ready to support his companions.

Jazz, who had just escaped the enemy's pursuit, was piloting his fighter plane at this time, and he and his wingman were hovering in the air not far away. The actions of the little ghost and the evil ghost made him see the opportunity to make a move.

"Lightning, did you see the eighteenth?" Sir calmly called to the wingman, "He is being pursued by two enemy planes." The eighteenth in his mouth was the Mustang fighter that was being pursued by the imps.

"See."

"Listen, now go down and attack that hovering enemy plane. I'm attacking from behind, you take care to cover me. and maintain a high degree of superiority. He'll probably climb up to dodge my attacks, and you'll take the opportunity to shoot him down. Jazz hurriedly said to Lightning.

"Lightning understands." The lightning answered clearly.

Immediately, two Mustang fighters screamed and pounced from the sky.

Jazz's car made a beautiful arc in the air, cutting into the arc of the imp's circle. And occupied its second hemisphere.

The imp is also keeping an eye on the wingman ghost chasing the target. Suddenly, the anxious voice of the blue fox came: "Eagle Five." Enemy aircraft are spotted directly behind you, twenty miles away! ”

The imp instinctively turned his head and glanced back, even though he didn't see anything. But he reacted quickly. "Bastard!" Cursing fiercely, the plane jumped sharply to the upper right, and then flew backwards to the right.

"This guy is too timid." Sir said contemptuously, "There are still more than a thousand meters." ”

But the seasoned Jazz quickly saw the cleverness of his opponent and wanted to use this maneuver to seize his rear. Not only can you break away from your own pursuit, but you can also avoid being targeted by lightning, and you can also take the initiative.

Jazz is not willing to let the original initiative become passive. With a pull of the joystick, the Mustang fighter hovering high quickly dived down at high speed towards the Imp Eagle V. The distance is drastically reduced.

I saw that Eagle 5 drew a strange parabola and swooped back towards the car that was originally following Jazz. Draw a smooth arc from high altitude towards the Mustang fighter in a lower position and catch up with your opponent.

The blue optical sight locked the original pursuing Mustang fighter, locked onto the target, and the tongue of fire formed by the two bullets killed the Mustang fighter in front.

The two-camera ectopic only happened in a short split second. There may not be the scenery of over-the-horizon combat like in later generations, but the style of close-range combat is incomparable to that of over-the-horizon air combat. Over-the-horizon combat not only tests the driver, but more importantly, the equipment. In close-quarters aerial combat, the driver's skill is even more important.

Although now one side is jet fighters, and the other is propeller aircraft. But in close air combat, the Warhawk-3 jet fighter also cannot fly to subsonic speeds. Therefore, the Mustang is not without a chance against the Warhawk-3.

If the Mustang had a 40% chance of winning against the Hawk-2 Improvement, then the odds of the Hawk-3 would be 20%. There is still a 20% chance, not that there is no hope at all. If you are a skilled and experienced veteran, this two-percent chance can also be mentioned online.

The whistling sound of bullets made Jazz's heart tense, and his heart tightened together as he watched the bullets whizzing past outside the cabin.

"Hell!" Jazz was in a state of extreme panic and nervousness. He desperately pulled the lever back and slammed the direction pedal.

But seeing a piercing roar from the Mustang fighter, it suddenly raised its nose and rushed towards the sky above the right. The inclined fuselage went through the barrage as hard as possible.

Several bullets hit the wing of the Mustang fighter, lifting some of the skin on the wing. The aviation machine gun inside was damaged, and aviation fuel was sprayed from the wings, and smoke was still emitting.

Jazz also has no choice, he knows very well that according to the performance shown by the previous Chinese jet fighters, once he is targeted, he will not be able to completely dodge the opponent's attack. It's better to die and live later.

Lightning in the back saw that Jazz was hit, "Falk Squid!" With a curse, he quickly accelerated, and swooped down towards the imp's car.

The imp who was chasing the enemy plane just now is now being chased. Unable to take into account the target that was hit by several shots, the various aerodynamic control surfaces of the aircraft were operated. Roll, sideways, climb, dive, circle.

But how the little ghost maneuvers, the lightning-operated fighter is closely following behind. If it weren't for the fact that the little ghost didn't want to give up the damaged fighter, he would have quickly thrown off the lightning fighter behind him.

Jazz is a veteran with rich combat experience, and he also has experience in fighting Chinese fighters, and his wingman lightning is naturally not bad. In addition, Lightning saw that Jazz was hit, and he was even more furious, and he looked like he would not give up.

In desperation, the little ghost had no choice but to call for help: "The little ghost called the evil ghost, I was targeted by a lightning plane, you hurry up and solve the injured mustang." As soon as the words fell, he accelerated, turned, and climbed in one go, directly detached from the pursuit of lightning.

"Eagle Six understands." The demon replied quickly. And abandon the pursuit of the opponent, climb high into the air, and enter from behind the Jazz's fighters.

Jazz, who had escaped by luck and was doing his best to maneuver the plane at a low altitude. Suddenly, I heard a shrill whistling sound behind my head, and my scalp suddenly felt a little numb. He didn't have to turn his head to look at it at all, he could guess that it was definitely the Chinese fighter plane chasing after him.

"Falk squid, don't even let go of the injured." Secretly scolded, tried his best to control the somewhat disobedient fighter, and pulled the joystick to the highest climb. He didn't dare to go any further, for fear that if he went down, he would come into close contact with the earth directly.

Several machine guns rang out again, the sounds of the gunners that belonged to the Warhawk-3. When Jazz's fighter entered the optical sight, the demon did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

The bullet flickered past Jazz's eyes, getting closer. Even though the Jazz had broken the joystick and the pedal steering board was about to break. But the wing, which was already injured, simply could not allow the plane to turn flexibly under normal conditions as usual.

"Ahh With the screams of the jazz, the Mustang fighter plunged into the two bullets with its nose on its back, and in just a moment, the fighter plane turned into a ball of fire. The debris of the plane, mixed with the scraps of Jazz's body, fell to the ground.

"Oh no!" The lightning in the sky just saw the moment when Jazz was destroyed, and immediately let out a roar of grief and indignation.

The matter is not over, where will the imp who escaped the pursuit of lightning let go of lightning.

The tail spewed out thick flames, hissing and breaking through the sound barrier, emitting a terrible sonic burst, crawling at high speed. When the imp's fighter returned to the battlefield where it had just been fought, it had already appeared on the head of Lightning.

The nose of the plane was shut, and there was no need to accelerate, and with the kinetic energy that had just broken through the speed of sound, it rushed towards the lightning car at high speed. The optical sight aimed at the front fuselage of the lightning fighter in front of him, and in front of the fuselage that quickly stabbed down, two tongues of fire erupted.

The lightning that was still in grief and anger didn't have time to react, although his name was Lightning, but under the speed of the jet fighter, he didn't even have time to think, so he plunged headlong into the tongue of fire. Stepping into the footsteps of jazz.

Ten minutes later, when there were less than twenty Allied fighters left, a large group of fighters flew in the eastern sky. This is the reinforcement of those 150 warplanes of the Allies. In this airspace, fierce air battles broke out again.

As soon as the Allied reinforcements saw it, only about 20 of the original more than 200 fighters remained, and the Chinese fighters did not seem to have decreased much. Stimulated by the belief of avenging their comrades-in-arms, as soon as the two sides came into contact, they fell into a white-hot state.

On the other side, more than a hundred Allied warplanes crossed the air battlefield and headed straight for Jask. Part of it and seven Chinese warships on the sea formed an air defense battle formation to fight an air-sea battle. The other part went straight to the airfield, but was blocked by anti-aircraft fire from the ground.

Air-to-air engagements, air-sea engagements, air-ground engagements. In less than an hour, Jask was caught in the middle of a fierce firefight. (To be continued.) )