"Boss, we will take revenge, we will definitely take revenge......" Hearing the thunder falcon's low roar full of pain, the mad tiger's whole heart was also extremely painful, and while persuading the thunder falcon, he pulled the lever and rolled towards the thunder falcon and flew towards it, ready to join together.

But just as the mad tiger continued to persuade the Thunder Falcon, the Thunder Falcon suddenly lost the voice of the mad tiger.

As the sky poured into the earth, a Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter jet rushing towards the Thunder Falcon suddenly exploded like a broken glass!

As if in a movie slow-motion motion, countless metal fragments of the airframe frantically flew around, and the Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter jet, loaded with short-range combat missiles and medium-range air-to-air missiles, exploded, causing the detonation of all power-activated missiles.

"Boom!" The sound of explosions that resounded through the sky like a thunderclap was heard all around.

The raging flames burned wildly, the sky covered with raindrops, and the billowing black smoke and the wind reflected each other, like a singing and dancing singer, staging a shocking human tragedy.

This scene, through the blister-shaped glass cockpit cover, entered the eyes of the Thunder Falcon like a projector.

After the violent explosion, an object like silver lightning flashed by at high speed - it was a nightmare enemy, the J-10A canard wing fighter!

"Nope! Tiger, Tiger! Seeing this scene, Lei Falcon's eyes were instantly blood-red, his face was hideous, his muscles were bulging, and his whole person let out a roar full of extreme pain and despair.

Suffering!

Endless pain!

Witnessing his subordinates being devoured by the explosion made Thunder Falcon feel like the world was about to collapse, and in an instant, he was separated from the righteous mad tiger, and witnessed the death of the mad tiger.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

The blood-red eyes stared at the wreckage of the body that fell to the ground like a meteor shower, and the depths of Thunder Falcon's eyes were full of madness and strong killing intent, at this moment he wanted to tear this J-10A canard wing fighter to pieces and devour the pilot piloting the enemy plane alive!

Thunder Falcon was not afraid, he did not retreat, and when he lost his mind, he was like a wounded beast, full of devouring and terrifying aura.

Pushing the throttle valve and clenching the joystick, the Thunder Falcon was subjected to increasing maneuvering overloads, turned off the radio communicator, and mastered the Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter under him, and attacked wildly towards the J-10A canard wing fighter.

"Groan!" The loud and piercing screech of the aviation turbofan engine transmitted at high speed like a wave of water, and the entire Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter was like a sharp sword, unexpectedly keeping up with Luo Hai's rhythm, chasing after it like a maggot on the tarsal bone, trying to find every opportunity to attack.

After destroying the Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter piloted by the Indian pilot Crazy Tiger, the entire J-10A canard fighter was like a tourist, as if walking through the back garden of his own home, not caring at all about the attack launched by the super-performing Thunder Falcon.

"This pilot seems to have a lot of potential. However, it is even more interesting to destroy such an enemy of infinite value. ”

Holding the joystick tightly, controlling the throttle valve and tail aileron, Luo Hai dodged the super-level attack of this Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter, the corners of his mouth curved, and he shook his head lightly and smiled.

After being occupied by anger, he can play at a super level, which in Luo Hai's opinion, Indian pilots with such talent and ability must not stay.

Yes, Fury!

Luo Hai is like a cat teasing a group of mice, killing the rats of the rat swarm unhappily, using the reduction and sacrifice of the number of companions to arouse the anger and fighting spirit of the surviving mice, and then slowly closing the surviving rats to a dead end, making them feel the coming of despair.

Destroy the Wild Tiger and the Mirage 2000 delta fighter he piloted, and now Luo Hai, who does things according to his preferences, successfully angered the last Indian pilot of the Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter.

Faced with the death of a comrade-in-arms, Luo Hai deeply understood that no soldier could endure such a situation.

Anger is inevitable.

It's just that the last Indian pilot who was enraged actually appeared to be in a state of super-level performance, which really made Luo Hai sigh and be surprised.

You must know that there are few people in this world who can be in a state of losing their minds and can still exert their own strength at a super level, and there are almost as few people as Cheng Dù, a national treasure giant panda.

The giant panda, a national treasure, is cute and naughty, and everyone will take care of it.

But an enemy pilot whose strength is beyond the level, Luo Hai will not show mercy to his subordinates and take care of him.

Eliminating an Indian pilot of extremely high value, Luo Hai felt very honored and satisfied.

As for saying that the human elite can't be consumed like this, what's the matter with the uncle?

Can you eat this thing?

"Enjoy the last three minutes of your life."

Luo Hai controlled the high-performance airborne Doppler radar, silently watched the situation of the enemy and us in the airspace within a radius of 120 kilometers, and after checking the fuel level and the remaining range of the airframe, Luo Hai sighed full of embarrassment towards the Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter.

Three minutes later, the entire J-10A canard fighter entered the minimum fuel alert value.

As a knight, Luo Hai, with elegance and nobility, left the last three minutes of this Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter.

Life, short and long.

What can you do in three minutes?

If it is the hero of a Hollywood blockbuster, it will take three minutes to save the whole world. If you are a white-collar worker who goes to work early in the morning, you will use these three minutes to quickly solve a breakfast. If it is a playful child, it will take these three minutes to bloom into a three-minute smile.

Three minutes is short for the average person.

Three minutes is a precious short time for a patient who is about to die.

Three minutes is as long as spanning tens of thousands of years for a person who has been driven to the point of life and death.

Different people, different three minutes, Luo Hai gave his precious three minutes to this Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter and the Indian pilot who were driven to a desperate point of life and death.

I have to say that Luo Hai, who calls himself a knight, feels that this is a bit ironic and interesting.

Maybe this is the helplessness of soldiers, right?

Hah, but what's the matter with me?

The arrogant third brother, it's not honest if you don't hurt it.

Luo Hai, who felt a little ironic about himself, naturally accepted this strange feeling in his heart, with an inexplicable smile on his face, clenched the joystick, and the entire J-10A canard wing fighter was like a noble and holy swan, like a toad's Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter, but there was no ability to stick to the entire J-10A canard wing fighter, and even kept up with the flight rhythm very reluctantly.

The average 8G overload maneuver, Luo Hai, who holds the joystick tightly, is as simple as eating and drinking in the face of extremely high loads, but the Thunder Falcon, who wants to keep up with the flight rhythm of the J-10A canard wing fighter, bears the average 8G overload maneuver but is like a flat boat across the turbulent Jinsha River, and the whole person can't even say that it is very reluctant, almost impossible to bear at all.

The average 8G maneuvering overload, if it weren't for a gifted and physically strong pilot, such a terrible maneuvering overload would be enough to rupture the fragile internal organs inside the body of an ordinary pilot and seriously injure him.

Not all pilots regard high maneuverability overload as Luo Hai like eating and drinking, just as not all milk is Trensu.

God, not everyone has Luo Hai's demonic body.

The time to leave like an arrow passed slowly, and when the entire Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter could no longer make a high-overload maneuver and completely deviated from Luo Hai's flight rhythm, Luo Hai gave the entire Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter and the Indian pilot Lei Falcon's time, and it also came to an end.

"That's it, goodbye."

Through the drop-shaped glass cockpit canopy, Luo Hai silently looked at the Indian pilot who was sitting in the cockpit with his chest constantly rising and falling, and after a few seconds of quiet observation, Luo Hai looked at the time and shook his head slightly.

As an air knight with chivalry, Luo Hai chose to give this Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighter and Indian pilot the most dignified death.

Pulling the joystick and rolling at high speed, the J-10A canard wing fighter like a raptor pulled out two long white smoke like silk, accompanied by the pouring rain and howling wind, towards the entire Mirage 2000 delta wing fighter that was driven to a desperate point of life and death, stretching out the most hideous minions!

"Drop!" The target locking sound of the high-performance airborne Doppler radar is heard from the drop-shaped glass cockpit, and the on-board central computer transmits the target number information to the AIM-9L close-range combat missile computer through the airborne weapon port module, and activates the passive infrared seeker with power.