Four J-30A's formed a four-plane formation of "Darts" and flew over the Ladakh Mountains, where they took off from the Zhuxia Plateau airfield last night and refueled in the air before flying to the battlefield where the fire was fierce.

A group of commandos was besieged by the Hindustani on a ridge codenamed "Crocodile Tail".

This four-plane formation was not the first wave of air support, strategic bombers, tactical bombers, multi-role fighters, and even attack aircraft and helicopter gunships, and the army sent all the forces at its disposal to carry out support missions.

Today's weather is good, with only a few lead-colored clouds in the sky, and from an altitude of 26,000 meters, the "crocodile tail" is just a small dirt slope.

This time, they targeted checkpoints built by the Hindustani, as well as underground passages. In order to hunt down the commandos hiding in the mountains, the Hindustani set up a large number of checkpoints on the "crocodile tail", with only three or four people per stronghold, to block the mountains.

The Hindustani do not know how, digging underground passages in all directions under the Ladakh Mountains. They transported their troops through these tunnels and avoided the ubiquitous drones of the Zhuxia people.

The commandos identified the location of some tunnels, and this time they brought burrowing bombs to destroy them and thwart the Hindustani plot.

The laser-guided bombs they dropped were the first to hit the checkpoint, blasting the shoddy tents and the Hindustani people operating inside into the sky, opening up space for the commandos to operate.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have paid attention to such low-value targets, and laser-guided bombs cost much more than a couple of broken tents.

The next burrowing bomb was also dropped, and a large chunk of the mountain collapsed, which was supposed to be the target of the hit. One of the ground-penetrating bombs even blew up an ammunition depot built by the Hindustani, triggering a secondary explosion. The explosion of a large number of ammunition caused the entire ridge to shake violently, and the soil was lifted to a height of hundreds of meters, and the smoke was billowing out, which was still very conspicuous even in the high altitude.

"Hah! Looks like I hit a jackpot! ”

Duan Ping'an shouted with some excitement, he was a lieutenant, and he had just joined the flying squadron not long ago, but he didn't expect that he would go out on his first mission and hit the ammunition depot of the Hindustani.

"Calm down, recruit egg, this is just an ammunition depot, a genius two years below you can already kill second-level mutant creatures in air combat, and this is done with the sacrifice of the instructor."

Major Ma Yunlong poured a basin of cold water on Duan Ping'an, who was cocking his tail, in the communication. He is the training instructor in the squadron, and after receiving Duan Ping'an, he is the one who trains these rookie pilots.

Duan Ping'an immediately withered, of course he knew that genius junior girl. The AWACS aircraft located in the rear completely recorded the entire process of the air battle. The mutated creature was almost beyond its level of ferocity, and it could also counter the reconnaissance of the spirit wave. Even with the most advanced air superiority fighter J-37B, Duan Ping'an did not dare to guarantee that he was the opponent of that monster.

And Shen Luoyan was only piloting a multi-role fighter J-30A with an old fuselage and a ground attack, which simply blinded the eyes of a group of ace pilots.

After returning to Zhuxia Zhongzhou, she soon graduated from the Air Force Flying School and was selected for the VF-127 "Eagle Eagle" squadron, which was composed entirely of ace pilots. The current commander of the Air Force is from this squadron, and she has been trained as a descendant.

Air Force pilots are a branch of the military that requires extremely high professional skills, and only a few air force flight schools in the entire Zhuxia can train them. The high tuition fees discourage the vast majority of people, especially fighter pilots, who are almost monopolized by the crown and their collateral lines.

"The 'dart' formation, this is a carrier pigeon, the radar is at six o'clock away from you, twenty kilometers away, there are six UFOs approaching you at high speed."

The airborne early warning aircraft in the rear was suddenly plugged into the communication system, and it was using powerful phased array radar to continuously monitor the entire airspace and coordinate the entire air raid operation.

Ma Yunlong immediately became vigilant, the Hindustani people did not have any air power, could it be that Ameriken intervened in this war?

As a veteran pilot, he had participated in several aerial confrontations between Zhuxia and Ameriken, was provoked by Ameriken pilots, provoked Ameriken pilots, and even piloted fighter jets to sweep the Ameriken aircraft carriers at low altitudes.

He was well aware of the difficulty of the Ameriken pilots, and now they quietly occupied the excellent missile launch position. The thought of this made his nerves tense.

It was just that to his deep surprise, there was no movement from the radar alarm. The electromagnetic waves in the sky were particularly clean, and only the unique radar signal of the AWACS aircraft was intercepted.

Twenty kilometers, this is already within the non-escape zone of active medium-range missiles, and if the fighter pilots following behind turn on the radar to lock on to the target, then they will have to dodge and can only rely on jamming missiles to try their luck.

The solid rocket engine used by the active medium-range missile has a working time of only a dozen seconds, and in the second half of the range, the missile is not powered, can only rely on inertial flight, has limited maneuverability, and has a limited hit rate against agile fighters. But in the area that can be reached by power, with the powerful power of the missile, the fighter can hardly escape the lock with its own maneuver.

"How the hell did these damn Amerikens get so close to a distance of twenty kilometers that they were discovered, and there is no way they can evade the surveillance of AWACS."

Ma Yunlong scolded, he had already decided that the rescuer who was chasing after him was an Ameriken.

"Accelerate! Lower the height! Use ground clutter to break the lock! ”

He commanded from the telecommunications system. The pilots of the four-plane formation, with two fighter jets, are recruits who have only graduated from flight school not long ago. The original intention of the squadron was to allow them to participate in extremely low-risk bombing missions and gain combat experience.

Now that they are suddenly in an aerial battle, they only have a limited number of intra-team confrontation experience, and they are a little panicked when they encounter a real battle. It's a terrible situation.

Bright flames erupted from the engine's vents, and all four fighters turned on afterburner.

At this moment, six powerful spiritual force waves penetrated the airspace and shone on the four fighters. Almost all fighter pilots were psychic powers, and they immediately sensed this cold and evil fluctuation of spiritual power, as if there were clammy and slippery tentacles caressing their backs.

"This is definitely not a fluctuation of human mental power!"