The so-called theoretical range of the "Astra" missile in India is heavily watered, and even if it is launched at 40 kilometers, it may not pose a threat to Chinese volunteer pilots.

The rocket propulsion is only a few seconds, the success is also high overload, the defeat is also high overload, as long as you start to dodge, it is not easy to chase after it.

"Lock on the R-77, I can solve one, and you can do the rest yourself!"

In the first night dog fight, Lin Mo was extremely cautious, lightly snapped the cannon, and several scattered 23mm bullets were fireshot, blowing up one of the closest and most threatening second wave of R-77 air-to-air missiles into a fireball.

The combat range of the R-77 air-to-air missile is only 45 kilometers, and as a member of the over-the-horizon air-to-air missile, the defects in combat stability are very criticized.

"Well done, Dragon Knight!"

"God Sniper!"

"Hera laughs!~~ Ula!~ "Lao Maozi" caviar "excitedly pulled down the oxygen mask and whistled!

The pilots in the channel cheered, and Lin Mo's fighter jets and missiles were also famous, super powerful team.

The remaining three are easy to do, the two F-20s of the ghoul squad directly led away two of them one by one, and after a few sharp evasive maneuvers, they had to give up on themselves and hit the infrared jamming bomb, and the wolf squad used the infrared jamming bomb to detonate the last one.

Almost at the same time, two fireballs exploded among the ten Indian fighter jets, and it was a surprise that two of the three I-7F Sparrow air-to-air missiles launched by the Wild Wolf squad actually worked.

Radar and AWACS aircraft quickly confirmed the results, and the two Mirage-2000s were shot down in a hurry.

When encountering the right missile, the two sides fight for driving skills, and whoever is experienced can win, and it is not that being locked by the missile is equivalent to hanging up the death list.

"The 'Ghoul' team, let's divide six MiG-29s together, and I'll contract two!" Lin Mo said in the channel, "Is there a problem for the 'Wild Wolf' team to deal with the Phantom-2000, three to two?!"

The first victory made the fighters more confident.

'No problem!' Ghoul 'squad received!'

"The 'Wild Wolves' team must give them a good time!"

"Ula!~ Comrade 'Caviar' must let them know that no MiG can be driven by anyone!"

"'Dragon Knight', you stole my lines, today I am a long machine!"

"Who told you to slow down half a beat, poor 'meat dry'!"

"Hahaha"

There was laughter in the channel, and the laughter of the pilots of Pakistan's 1 squad was not weak.

Four F-20s pulled out of formation and almost simultaneously illuminated six MiG-29 fighters in the distance with fire control radar, issuing an air knight duel challenge.

The flight formations of the two sides were completely chaotic, and the sky became a battlefield of their posture, generals against generals, soldiers against soldiers, and small teams against small formations.

There was a roar in the air, points of light flew in all directions, and continuous aerial cannons were endless.

"'Dragon Knight' cover! We're open!" In the night sky, they could only see the tail flame of the fighter and missile, the fuselage signal light, the tracer bullet of the aircraft gun and the glimmer of the instrument panel in the cockpit, the night combat system that they believed in more.

Coo!~

The other F-20 on the side of the "fleshy" emitted a row of light spots, which went straight into the darkness, and Lin Mo had already opened it first.

"You're ahead again!?" "Meat dry" howled, quickly locked on a MiG-29, the other party was very cunning, as soon as he found that he was about to be locked, he swayed left and right, either a sharp turn or a barrel roll, not to let the F-20 lock.

"I'm covering, late my eyesight is better than you.xzsj8.! Be careful, the other side has launched a missile, it's a Sidewinder!" Lin Mo's voice came from the channel.

"Sample! You dare to play tricks on me!" In Lin Mo's eyes, the translucent light mirror array in the cockpit made his vision no different from that of daytime, and he didn't even need night flight and a low-light aiming system, and from the outside, he could only see that Lin Mo's cockpit was just a little brighter, especially in the fierce maneuvering flight, and it was even more impossible to see the existence of the light mirror suspended in the air.

It is destined that there will not be many strange maneuvers in night battles, even if you are not afraid of hitting the mountain, you must be afraid of hitting other fighters, and the air combat area will be very large at once, and the soldiers will fight against the generals, and each will find their own opponent to fight alone.

"I'm to the left, you're to the right! Three! Two! One! Flash!"" "Meat dry" as a long machine began to arrange evasive maneuvers.

"Meat Dry" pulled the control stick sharply, pushed away the fighter, Lin Mo almost pulled the control stick and flew in the other direction, and a missile flew past the position of their formation just now, twisted and twisted a big bend and chased back again.

The Sidewinder air-to-air missiles used by the Indians are a longer-range variant, unlike the F-20, which carries a close-range Sidewinder that is only four or five kilometers away.

"Damn! Bite me!"

Lin Mo's angry scolding came from the channel.

Lin Mo kindly reminded the "meat dry" to avoid it, but the Sidewinder missile chased after him, you said that this is not angry.

Supersonic propulsion! The F-20 let out a sprint roar.

Although the Sidewinder air-to-air missile has a speed of Mach 2.5, which is only Mach 0.5 faster than the supersonic speed of the F-20, it is not easy to chase Linmo in a short time.

The tail flame of the F-20 exploded violently, and the fuselage broke through the sonic boom, directly facing the formation of two Mirage 2000s that were already very close, and the trajectory of the aerial guns came straight towards Lin Mo, intercepting his maneuvering direction.

There is no shelter in the sky, and any situation (the latest chapter of the martial arts 81zw) can happen.

"Be careful, be careful!~ Scatter jamming!"

"Meat Dry" found that Lin Mo's fighter plane had fallen into a desperate situation of blocking the enemy in front and missiles behind, and he quickly pulled up a big bend in the air and prepared to support.

"No problem! No problem! A little closer, a little closer!" Lin Mo's F-20 shuttled extremely flexibly in the oncoming barrage, swaying left and right, constantly rolling and maneuvering, at this time there was no classic signature fighting tricks, but all relied on various small actions that could not be called to evade.

Incomparably magical, incomparably thrilling, the crazy small high-speed maneuver dodged one bullet after another, and the Sidewinder missiles that were chasing after them had already begun to enter a straight line sprint.

Formation battles often have the threat of fighting to save Zhao, but the victory or defeat is often a breath, even if the old fighter is against the most advanced fighter, both sides have the ability to kill with one blow. With a large-caliber cannon hitting the body, even a tank car can't resist such a method.

In the face of the fighter that had been bitten by the Sidewinder missile, the Indian pilot was reluctant to waste more missiles, but was happy to fire a number of aerial guns to replenish the guns, waiting for Lin Mo's fighter to be smashed into a ball of fireworks.

"Didi!~"

The radar screen sounded a locking sound, and it fell on Lin Mo's ears like a fairy music, and the F-20 is a fierce model that can be attacked as long as it is locked in any state.

Fun, fun! Asanmen!

"I can't bear the child's wolf! I can't bear to exchange myself for a trump card!"

Lin Mo quickly tapped the launch button, and the two rattlesnakes under the left and right wings flew out directly, and almost at the same time, the aircraft guns under Lin Mo's belly fired continuously, scattering infrared jamming bombs like pearls behind him.

Such a complex operation was completed in an instant, and the ghost-like blind operation was completely Lin Mo's familiarity with the console as deep as his bones.

nevt!

Almost less than two thousand meters of space, the other side could not react at all, the fighter that could not hit the sudden artillery made them hurriedly dodge, originally thought that it was just a supplement to the opponent's deathbed, but did not expect that the other party ignored the missiles behind and directly hit their muzzle.

At this moment, it was too late to turn and maneuver, and the two MiG-29s that had just turned out of the fuselage were hit by the I-9 Sidewinder air-to-air missiles, one left and one right, and the left and right bows.

Boom!

Two huge fireballs erupted in the sky, and a black shadow burst out of the cracks in the exploding fireballs.

The crackle of the debris impact sounded softly, and then an explosion sounded behind him, and the infrared jamming bomb and two large fireworks directly stunned the guidance system of the Sidewinder missile that was trailing the Indian side, and was almost detonated at a distance of 200 meters behind Lin Mo, and the shock wave of the explosion was weakly thrown behind the F-20 tail flame.

The poor Indian Sidewinder air-to-air missile, the infrared guidance device could not tell whether such a huge explosive fireball was the tail flame of a jet engine, and it hit its head and exploded directly.

"Whew!~~~~~~~~"

Lin Mo's ears heard a cheer like a wolf howl of "fleshy meat", "One shot and two shots!~Well done!~"

The number of MiG fighters has not become an advantage at all, and in a heads-up situation (the latest chapter of the armed forces 81ZW), who will the F-20 be afraid of?

"Let's go help the 'Ghoul' squad and hope they're alive!"

Lin Mo's light mirror technique, which was faster than the efficiency of radar, quickly locked on to the "Ghoul" team that was still fighting, and the four F-20 "export version of the Raptors" K were panicked by the remaining four MiG-29s, and the results can be imagined.

Just now, the formation of the two squads was divided, and four of the six MiG-29s actually chased the "ghoul" squad, four to two, and their pressure can be imagined.

"Found them! Hold on, brethren!" "Meat Dry" followed closely by Lin Mo's fighter, and the airborne radar scanned the entire airspace, and the battle situation reports of the "Saber-toothed Tiger" kept coming from his ears.