"Call the Nest, the Moon Wolf asks to take off."

"Call the Bird's Nest, Blackstar asks to take off."

Zhang Wei and Luo Hai said to the base tower in unison.

The base tower immediately responded: "The bird's nest received, the wind force is level 4, the airspace is good, and the sky is sunny, and it is allowed to take off." ”

"Moon Wolf received, ready to take off." Zhang Wei nodded.

"Black Star received, ready to take off." Luo Hai's eyes froze, and he began to slowly push the throttle valve, increasing the flow of high-quality aviation fuel sent to the combustion chamber of the turbofan engine.

"Buzz!" Holding the joystick, pushing the throttle valve, loosening the brake plate, and stepping on the rudder, Luo Hai and Zhang Wei galloped on the airport runway with the war eagle under them.

The WS-10 turbofan engine emitted a powerful roar, bursting out with a strong thrust of up to 73.5 kN, pushing the J-10B, which weighs more than a dozen tons, to move forward.

The canard wings at the front of the fuselage divert the air, providing more and stronger lift to the entire aircraft.

After taxiing for more than 300 meters, Luo Hai gently pulled up the control stick, and the nose of the entire J-10B was raised, and in just an instant, the entire J-10B fighter left the airport runway and flew into the clear blue sky.

"Blackstar, well done!" After quickly leaving the base runway and flying into the sky, Zhang Wei praised Luo Hai.

Luo Hai smiled at the encrypted radio channel: "Moon wolf, don't praise me. ”

"Alright, let's start training." After coming to the skies, every second counts for a fighter with a very short endurance. After Zhang Wei praised Luo Hai, he began training.

Luo Hai nodded: "Confrontation?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Wei nodded, and the next moment, Zhang Wei, who was holding the joystick, immediately controlled the war eagle under him to move, like a falcon pounced, and swept towards Luo Hai's plane.

Sensing Zhang Wei's movements, Luo Hai suddenly showed a smile on his face, clenched the joystick, and also controlled the war eagle under him to maneuver and rush towards Zhang Wei.

The J-10B under him is what Luo Hai dreams of.

Only it is in line with Luo Hai's own taste.

"Buzz!" The canard wings were fine-tuned, and streams of high-speed air swept through both sides of the wings, and the hard wings were like sharp blades, as if they were about to tear the space apart, making a sharp hissing sound.

The next moment, the two silver-gray J-10Bs rushed straight towards each other as if they were two meteorites about to collide.

Death Hedge! ――

"Boom!" The WS-10 turbofan engine emitted an unbearable sound from the high-temperature flames, and the faces of the two people sitting in the blister-shaped glass cockpit were as calm as the surface of a lake, and their eyes were refracted with light.

In the flash of light, the two J-10Bs were like needles and sharp knives, with a gap of less than 5 meters, and at the moment of convergence, they suddenly made a maneuver against each other.

Twin machine scissor twisting! ――

"That's amazing!" With extremely keen eyesight, he watched the other party turn and rush towards him, and after Luo Hai sighed, he immediately rushed towards the other party again.

The two J-10Bs are like a pair of scissors, and at every moment of convergence, there seems to be a click sound representing death.

"Whew!" Again and again, after the two J-10Bs made more than a dozen twin-plane scissor maneuvers, Zhang Wei once again felt Luo Hai's extraordinaryness and demonic sins.

If Luo Hai, who piloted the L-15 "Falcon", is still a junior high school student, then Luo Hai, who is now driving the J-10B, is definitely a high school student second only to himself.

This feeling is as if the better fighter Luo Hai is, the more terrifying he can exert his strength.

At this moment, the two were already at the same level. The gap is just as high school freshman and sophomore as it is.

After climbing from a height of more than 4,000 meters with scissors to an altitude of more than 8,000 meters, and then doing five or six minutes of high-intensity simulated confrontation training with Luo Hai in succession, Zhang Wei was already physically exhausted at this moment, he did not have Luo Hai's perverted body: "Good boy, I can't do it, you can fly by yourself." ”

"Got it." Luo Hai, whose face was not red or breathless, and his face was still a little excited, responded after hearing Zhang Wei's words, and then took control of the Jian-10 under him, and immediately broke away from the two-plane formation and flew towards the empty blue sky.

"Buzz!" As the thrust given by the WS-10 turbofan engine increased, the silver-gray left and right wings of the J-10B were like a sharp blade flying in the sky at high speed, and the air was cut into two white mist and then closed together.

The whole warhawk, from time to time exudes a fierce and penetrating murderous aura, making one after another aggressive maneuvers, and from time to time like a gentleman, as if holding the wrist of a princess in his hand, gently listening to the melodious dance music, leisurely according to the dance music, dancing the dance belonging to the fighter plane.

Free and easy - soaring above 10,000 meters in the sky, overlooking the whole sky that belongs to it.

"What a monster." Zhang Wei, who was flying smoothly, looked at the J-10B controlled by Luo Hai, and the whole person couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't know if he was lamenting Luo Hai's rapid mastery of fighters, or how Luo Hai made a sky dance that the old pilot couldn't do.

At this moment, Luo Hai unconsciously found that in front of him, a dark blue water appeared, which was the ocean: "Huh? Lao Zhang, I saw the sea. ”

"See? Well, nothing. Zhang Wei heard Luo Hai's words and nodded.

Luo Hai shook his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Maybe Zhang Wei has seen enough of the sea, so he has no interest in the sea. However, Luo Hai, who lives in the inland area, is extremely curious and yearning for the sea.

The sea has a unique charm that is different from the sky.

"Call Blackstar, call Blackstar, here's the Bird's Nest." At this moment, Luo Hai's helmet sight communicator suddenly heard the words of the base tower.

What's the situation? - A trace of doubt appeared in Luo Hai's heart: "Black Star received." ”

"Blackstar, please report the amount of fuel remaining." The base tower said solemnly and quickly.

Luo Hai immediately replied: "There is still 85% fuel left." ”

"Black Star, the next conversation is classified B3." The base tower said quickly: "Together with the Moon Wolf, immediately fly in the direction of 254 to intercept the two enemy planes of the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force and rescue the elite class students." Enemy aircraft type: F-15J Eagle fighter. ”

Boom! -- The words of the base tower were like a pebble falling into the calm water, causing a circle of ripples and splashes.

"Blackstar received."

Hearing the words 'Japan Air Self-Defense Force', a cold light flashed in Luo Hai's eyes and nodded.

Zhang Wei, who also received the news, whispered to Luo Hai in the communicator: "Black Star, low-altitude raid, keep the radio silent, turn off the radar, let's go." ”

Time is pressing, so they can't afford to hesitate!

"Understood." Luo Hai quickly turned off the radio and on-board radar, and then remained silent. After doing this, Luo Hai and Zhang Wei, who were piloting the J-10B fighters, slowly increased the fuel supply to the combustion chamber of the engine and flew quickly in the direction of 254.

……

"Yamamoto-kun, Heihe-kun, let's think about it, how to play those four Huaxia flight students?" Sitting in the large bubble glass cockpit, Kaneda Mori, who was wearing a helmet sight, said to the pilots of the long plane, Yamamoto Nomu and Kurokawamura.

Kawa Tianye, who was sitting in the back and controlling the radar and attack weapons against the enemy, laughed and said in the encrypted channel: "Haha, Yamamoto-kun, Kurokawa-kun, I guess those little guys will definitely be scared for a while!" ”

"Haha, that's for sure, Kawada-kun." Heihe Village, who was sitting at the back of the long plane, also smiled.

For this flight, Kaneda Mori, Kawadano and Kurokawamura were extremely relaxed, because their opponents were only four Jiao-8 intermediate trainer planes with a maximum speed of 800 kilometers per hour.

To deal with these four Jiao-8 intermediate training aircraft, only four AIM-9S 'Sidewinder' infrared imaging guided short-range air-to-air missiles on the wings are needed.

God, if flying the F-15J 'Eagle' fighter plane, which has been upgraded in the latest avionics and performance in China, cannot solve the problem of the four Huaxia Jiao-8, then their group of pilots will simply wipe their necks.

Relax, as if you were sipping tea while flying on this flight, and you can have some sushi and sashimi if you have nothing to do.

"Yaga! Are you all stupid? When Yamamoto, the pilot of the long plane, heard the words of the three of them at night, he was not as relaxed as the three of them, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

Are your teammates stupid? Although our opponent is the Four Cross Sect Eight, there is enough Huaxia behind them to kill them tens of thousands of times!

Yamamoto Yemu had a gloomy face, glanced at the blue sea as far as the eye could see, and said in a low voice: "Three, please understand, behind them is Huaxia." Keeping in mind our mission, we will test the differences between the enemy's J-11 and the domestically upgraded F-15J Eagle fighters. ”

"Hey!" When the three of them heard Yamamoto Nomu's words, their minds also responded, and they nodded: "Thank you Yamamoto-kun for reminding me!" ”

"It doesn't matter." Yamamoto Nomu replied lightly.

Why don't you die! ――Yamamoto was speechless about his three teammates, and he didn't know what to say.

"Yamamoto-kun, the radar shows that the four sect eights have turned around and are flying towards the territorial waters of China." Kaneda Mori looked at the detection number displayed on the AN/APG-631 Doppler fire control radar and reminded.

Yamamoto Nomu nodded: "Roger, turn off the radar, and keep the radio silent." Turning on the afterburner, maintaining the altitude, we flew over quickly. ”

After quickly turning off the on-board AN/APG-631 Doppler fire control radar, under the guidance of the navigation system, it quickly flew towards the four Jiao-8 aircraft 150 kilometers away.

With the push of the throttle valve with one hand, a stream of high-quality jet fuel with a larger flow rate quickly poured into the combustion chamber of the F100-1H1-200E engine. Yamamoto Nomu clenched the joystick and controlled the latest upgraded F-15J 'Eagle' fighter under him.

With the F100-1H1-200E engine turned on for afterburner, a thrust of up to 105,000 N made the F-15J 'Eagle' fighter faster and higher.

As a wingman, Kaneda Mori turned off the on-board Doppler radar according to Yamamoto Nomaku's order, maintained the altitude, and entered the afterburner thrust state of the engine.

In just an instant, the fuselages of the two F-15J "Eagle" fighters trembled slightly. In the blink of an eye, a white mist that wrapped the entire fuselage like a cocoon appeared, and then quickly passed away like a meteor.

At this moment, the four people sitting in the large bubble glass cockpit only felt as if they had entered another world, and they could not hear any sound, not even the sharp roar of the two F100-1H1-200E engines.

The speed became faster and faster, and the speed of the two F-15J "Eagle" fighters, which were maintained at an altitude of 8,000 meters, soon reached a speed of Mach 2 per hour.