Rumbling artillery fire rang out incessantly, and one plane after another fell from the sky. They had already turned into a sea of burning fire before they fell, and the captain who had been roaring and leading the team towards the Mi people just now also turned into a pile of debris and fell.

He hit one of the opposing planes before he died, but was then shot down by the opposing ace pilot. The aircraft battle formation of the Mi people is really strong, and there is almost no gap in their cooperation, and it is impossible for the Fuso people to break them up or divide them and then annihilate them.

First of all, the foundation of this qiē is to be able to get close to the other side or cross the blockade of the other side first. But in the face of the fierce birds of prey, the Fuso people are just interpreting the word loyalty with their own lives.

They are staging a war of backward technology against modern technology in the most tragic way, and they are using backward training to fight against the attacks of aces. The Fuso people have reached the extreme, and they have already paid the painful experience of sacrificing a hundred planes to shoot down six enemy planes in this short battle.

The losses of the two sides were as high as 18 to one, but the people of the United States were not satisfied. They flew Raptor fighters even more frantically, shuttling through the formation of the Fuso.

With their fast flight ability and their own piloting skills, they are almost in full swing when they pass the Fuso, and all the weapons on the Raptor are exerted to the extreme effect, they are no longer satisfied with long-range attacks, but want to hit their opponents at close range.

Qiao Ben stood next to his new Humvee, smoking a cigarette leisurely, looking at the air battle in the sky like the end of the world, and laughed proudly: "Sakamura's strength is also over, I really can't underestimate the strength of the rice people, they are prepared, Sakamura is going to suffer a big loss this time." ”

The adjutant also smiled slightly: "The Air Self-Defense Force under General Sakamura is a second-rate unit, and the real aces are probably all staying in their barracks now, right?" Their general is a man of indecisiveness, and it is not yet known whether to join the war or wait for peace. There are also ace troops in other places who are still in a wait-and-see state, and it is really a joke to let the second-rate troops and the ace of the Mi people face off. ”

"That's what makes the emperor so powerful." Qiao Ben laughed proudly: "He had already planned this day, so he threatened those generals with his assassination force in advance, and no one wanted to die unexplained, so those generals chose a compromise between life and death." Haha, the emperor is really ruthless. ”

The adjutant nodded: "It's ruthless enough, but this is war, either you die or I live, and no means are excessive." I think that after this defeat, General Sakamura will probably regret that he did not capture the hearts of those air force generals. ”

"That's wrong, it's not that old bastard from Sakamura, it's a Chinese person." Qiao Ben's eyes lit up, like a man-eating beast: "To put it bluntly, this war is an indirect confrontation between Huaxia and the United States, whether it is the emperor or Prime Minister Tadayu, they are just a pawn in this struggle." As for you and me, we're just people looking for profit. ”

The two of them smiled heartily, they both came here to pursue higher rights. Gambling on the glory of a lifetime and even gambling on life, it seems that this gamble is the right bet.

"Immediately order the troops to move forward quickly, without any further delay. Taking advantage of the other party's weak morale, he will defeat them in one go, and if he gives Sakamura a relief, he will be a poisonous snake. I know this man too well, and he will burst out with terrifying power at any moment. Qiao Ben's face revealed indifference, and when he talked about Sakamura, he couldn't stop trembling.

"Yes, I'll go and convey it to the other two divisions immediately!" The adjutant hurried away, and Joe sat triumphantly in his Humvee.

The troops were rapidly advancing towards D-Jing, and he had already seen the enemy's troops in front of him. The armies and the panic of their opponents spread through the air like a plague. Qiao Ben was full of joy, he would soon be able to sit in the highest position in the entire Fusang military world.

Rumble! Rumble! Just when Qiao Ben was happy and triumphant, suddenly the sky was red with a brighter firelight. Qiao Benmeng raised his head, and the scene of horror echoed in his mind like lightning.

One missile after another shot out of nowhere, accurately hitting the Raptor fighters shuttling in the Fuso fleet, and many of the ace pilots of the United States did not react at all, and there were still missiles attacking them on the ground.

It wasn't until the signal that the missile locked on them sounded that many people wondered if it was a delusion. Because according to intelligence, they have destroyed all the missile launch bases around D-Jing, and now they only need to destroy these Fuso planes in the air, where would they care about an attack by anti-aircraft missiles.

It's just that they don't care, and they completely ruin them after a few tenths of a second. The precision strikes at close range left the Raptors with nowhere to escape, although they were already the fastest fighters and could easily destroy their counterparts.

But in the face of precision anti-aircraft missiles, they are a joke. Covered in a cold sweat, Jack weaves his way through enemy planes looking for where to launch missiles.

"Hurry up and report to me, where the hell is attacking us? Do you still have anti-aircraft missile bases that have not been destroyed? Jack yelled angrily, this fatal mistake would not be allowed to happen.

But no one was responding to him, and in the face of the double blow of heaven and earth, even the ace pilots were in a hurry when they faced it at first. Coupled with the fact that one after another of their comrades' planes were shot down, the Mi King pilots were already a little wrong. They even wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, because the enemy had already begun to fight back.

In the headquarters on the outskirts of D-Beijing, Nighthawk stood in front of the large satellite screen and watched the wolf phase of the United States plane. One moment they were the masters of the sky, but now they are like lambs to the slaughter.

He turned around, chuckled and said to Sakamura, who was sitting on the side and smoking: "General, how is it, our Huaxia missile mobile launcher is still very effective, right?" ”

Sakamura took a puff of his cigarette and blew out smoke rings. smiled and said: "I've always been calm, and I've been paying attention to you since those bastards bombed the missile base." If you don't have any worries, then the war is still going on your track. I believe you young man, you are good. ”

Nighthawk laughed: "General Sakamura really thinks highly of me, it's just that I have a special understanding of the thinking of the people of the rice country." They believe in themselves too much, and after believing too much, they are anesthetizing their own consciousness. To put it bluntly, if you rely too much on technology, you will ignore some of the most subtle ways. ”

"If I'm right, the air force that was sacrificed was the bait to lure those ace pilots, right? You're terrible, but you're a good general, and if it were me, you'd do the same. Sakamura said quietly, there was some silence in the headquarters, and all the generals were looking at these two people.

Nighthawk's face was solemn, and he nodded slightly: "General Sakamura is right, those people are indeed the bait for sacrifice. However, if you want to annihilate the ace flight team of the United States, it is simply impossible not to pay the price. If we are weak, we are likely to lose not air supremacy, but the whole battle. As an individual, I am sorry for the soldiers who sacrificed their lives. But as a commander, I can only wave them vigorously to send them to their deaths. ”

"Yes, yes, you are indeed a great general." Sakamura applauded vigorously and stood up with a smile: "Then the next step is to eliminate those rebels on the ground, right?" ”

Nighthawk smiled slightly: "The most powerful general, it's still you." ”

More than half of the fighters in the air have been shot down, and there are now less than 20 of the more than 60 planes left. Jack had given up on fighting, and he was shouting for his companions to get out of this hell quickly.

"Yes, it's hell here. He had called on the aircraft carriers to launch Tomahawk cruise missiles to save them, but the fleet commander very decisively vetoed his request. It's very simple, because the aircraft carrier is within the range of the opponent's missiles, and no one wants to be really saber-rattling before the war expands.

Politicians are always so bad, they think there is a way out in the end, but they put the fighters in the most dangerous places and leave them to fend for themselves.

Jack had already made up his mind that he would never call Jack again if he didn't beat up the commander who had abandoned them when he returned. Even if it was court-martialed for this matter, he did not regret it.

"Everyone retreat now, we can't stand it. Evacuate in battle formation at full speed. Jack gave the order to retreat loudly.

Although there are less than fifty Fuso fighters in the sky, which is not much better than them, the death threats on the ground have always plagued these ace pilots.

They had already discovered that it was a mobile missile that attacked them from time to time, but these mobile launchers were so difficult to catch that they often moved immediately after launching a missile. By the time the pilots of the United States, who had thrown off the Fuso plane in the sky, came to look for them again, they might have been a few kilometers away.

Moreover, there are surprisingly many ground launchers, and Jack even wonders if the entire Huaxia mobile missile launchers have come here. Otherwise, how could there be skyrocketing missiles everywhere?

They could no longer stay in this hell where they could die at any moment, and the Grim Reaper could no longer wield a scythe above their heads. They are God's people, and they will overcome death.

If the birds of prey wanted to escape, they could not be stopped by Fuso's planes and ground-based missile launchers. The pilots of the United States almost used the strength of milk to fly the plane.

But they had just fled the battlefield, but they were horrified to find that on the way they were about to escape, an overwhelming number of planes were rushing towards them.

The cockpit was full of alarms, and they were locked by at least ten planes.