With the salvo of "Sparrow" missiles, Lieutenant Colonel Jefferson's spirits were also lifted.

The soldier's instinct told him that the oncoming target in front of him was anything but unusual; But the two batches of missiles in a salvo gave him inexplicable confidence, and now that the Russians' follow-up fighters were also close to the interception line, he ordered the rest of the fighters to prepare to meet the enemy, and he said something in his mouth, raised his hand to caress the cross that hung on his chest.

- Merciful Lord, bless us against these wicked people who do not believe in God.

lowly whispers, I don't know if the so-called God can hear them; But at this time, Long Yun, who was facing and killing head-on, was as fierce as ever, and he would use the "Kirilenko oven" to pick up the "sparrows" to fight back against the pious prayers of the face-to-face!

In the red No. 17 cockpit of high-speed penetration, the cluttered radar screen in front of them is a number of enemy aircraft with obvious echoes, GCI previously told them that these should be American air superiority fighters F-15, but I don't know if they carry electronic countermeasures equipment?

Tilting his head to glance at the jamming pod hanging at the end of the wide wing, the signal sound and indicator light in the cockpit reminded Long Yun that at least three or four enemy planes had locked on to him, and now there must be a flock of "sparrows" flying between us and the enemy.

- Just let the horses come, the more missiles, the better!

Raising his hand on the aluminum toggle switch, Long Yun was in an extremely nervous mood at this time, his eyes were fixed on the dazzling sunlight in front of him, and after distinguishing the faintly prominent traces of missiles, he turned on the jammer.

In the cockpit that accelerated forward and the bumps were violently, Long Yun, who was staring at the direction of the incoming missile and holding the control stick in his hand, almost had the illusion that he could hear the thumping heartbeat in his chest amid the chaotic alarm and the sound of air currents!

Pilots who have not participated in actual combat probably cannot understand the thrill of seeing a missile attack with the naked eye, or the shock of a cold consciousness all over the body.

Unlike many film and television works, the missiles that pilots see in air combat are often just a dark spot in the field of vision; However, the fear brought by this kind of existence, which will grow rapidly and roar with an invitation to death, seems to be able to penetrate the distance of time and space in an instant, making pilots whose brains are blank forget for a moment, and even think of maneuvering to avoid it—many pilots die because of this, or lose on psychological defects that have nothing to do with technology.

Even now, Long Yun, who has excellent eyesight, is staring ahead, the number of missiles in his field of vision is still increasing, and his adrenaline secretion is also soaring. After how many times he has experienced a fierce battle in the air with white blades and blood, the missiles naturally can't frighten him, but like this, he doesn't make any maneuvers and lets the missiles rush up, this kind of panic mixed with excitement is really difficult to describe in words!

Closer, closer!

Invisible electromagnetic radiation filled the sky, Long Yun clenched the joystick with both hands, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart for a moment, thinking about how to deal with these swarm-like missiles when he found that the jammer was ineffective.

If the missile flies straight in, it is too late to turn sideways continuously, so it can only jump sharply and then dive at a large angle; Then turn sideways in reverse and maintain speed, ready to fight the oncoming Americans-

Oh! - Those missiles!

Just when Long Yun was nervous and almost crazy, and was about to enter the dance of death with the missile, he noticed that the trajectory of the missile in the sky had clearly changed!

Under Long Yun's unblinking gaze, the traces of these missiles, which had originally grown straight up and came straight towards the Red Seventeen, now all shifted horizontally in their line of sight; Such a situation should never occur during the normal guided flight of the missile, and there is only one possible explanation.

jammer!

This thing really works!

The nervousness instantly turned to ecstasy, but Long Yun did not relax in the slightest, until he stared at the "Sparrow" missiles in the sky whose thrusters had already burned away from his course, distorted in vain in the sky to consume precious kinetic energy, and finally fell out of control into the infinite black sea below, he was really sure that the interference pod had played a role.

These AIM-7 missiles, which were originally murderous and ferocious, seemed to have turned into timid swimming fish under the effect of the jamming pod, and they avoided Long Yun's red No. 17 Su-27S, and Long Yun, who personally piloted the fighter plane, saw the wonders in the sky, and couldn't help but have an endless desire to fight!

This "Kirilenko oven" is really amazing, it is simply an iron cloth shirt and a bell jar for fighter planes!

Originally, he relied on maneuvering to fight against the "sparrows", and he could calmly enter the fight and beat the NATO boys to cry and call his mother, but now Long Yun, who is completely open, is even more imposing! With a surging battle spirit, he sprinted forward with full strength, while calmly launching the two R-27Ts mounted under the belly intake of the transmitter to clear the field.

It was as if a sharp table knife pierced the golden roast duck, and the red No. 17 Su-27S, painted with a big red five-pointed star, was killed in front of the NATO fighter plane that was caught off guard at once!

The ruthless crushing of technical cheating, coupled with the terrifying rush to kill, the most important thing is the bright red and dazzling No. 17 on the fuselage, as well as the neatly dense shootdown logo; The first glimpse of these terrifying death totems was a glimpse of them, and it seemed that the God that Jefferson believed in had not completely abandoned him, but had issued a clear warning with a subconscious chill.

- the "flanker" killed out of thin air;

- Bright Red Tactic No. XVII;

- Deadly play, suffocating momentum.

The conclusion couldn't be more obvious, so who else?

Jesus Christ, really the blood-scythe-carrying Battleplane Butcher, Mad Ivan, Death Combine!

- No, this can't be, where did the two batches of missiles just run away, how could this Russian madman ...... Oh my God, he opened fire in such a violent side turn, and the missiles flew in the sky, it was simply ......

Holding the consciousness of entering the fight, but all the rhythm was disrupted by the sudden appearance of the dragon cloud, Kamenev and other fighters who followed behind had also carried out missile salvos, and the 39th Squadron of the 30th Air Wing led by Jefferson encountered two completely different air threats almost at the same time, and the Americans, who had little combat experience, immediately fell into complete chaos.

In the chaotic sky, Long Yun's heart is like a mirror at this time; Quickly judging the most threatening target in his mind, he seized the opportunity in the first high-speed raid, fired an R-73 in a sharp sideways turn to destroy an F-15 trying to circle and intercept him, and then immediately maintained a high speed and disengaged in the direction of twelve o'clock, so that the opponent in the over-the-horizon missile threat could not make any effective pursuit.

Assault, then surprise attack, and quick departure after success, Long Yun, the sharpest knife of the Red Air Force, stabbed the Americans in the stomach at once, turning the over-the-horizon missile battle of the original battleship decisive battle into a life-and-death aerial brawl.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Americans were scurrying around to avoid missiles, Long Yun drove the Red Seventeen, which got rid of the R-27 and was lighter, and repeatedly rushed and killed in the sky, and the stout and powerful R-73 was simply a death invitation letter under his control, and in less than two minutes before and after, Long Yun, who had run out of missiles, had already cut down three F-15s again, and the Americans' air defense line had collapsed!

Almost suddenly, in the face of an extremely unfavorable situation, looking around in horror in the swaying and fleeing warplane, Lieutenant Colonel Jefferson was horrified to find that the sky was already full of black smoke and flames mixed with the violent maneuvering track.

The wingman Michael, the poor Missouri lad, who had entered the fight only two minutes earlier, was already in a spiral, and would soon be buried in the dark blue waves of the Black Sea; At this time, their own fighters, which were still running in the sky and completely out of order, were attacked by a wave of over-the-horizon attacks by the Russians, and the AA-10 "Poplar" missiles like a meteor shower in the sky just now were like splashing water, and they were reduced several at once!

In the face of such a horrific war scene, Jefferson's heart trembled uncontrollably.

As a professional soldier who had also been on the battlefields of the Middle East, Lieutenant Colonel Jefferson also saw this as a great opportunity as a pilot before experiencing this unprecedented fierce battle between East and West. But now, although the operation in hand has not stopped, his mood has fallen to the bottom, and his already not very strong will to fight is about to collapse.

Hell alive, hell alive!

That terrible Russian "flanker", the people inside are simply devils......

Jefferson, who was dripping in cold sweat and blurred vision, had also shaken his devotion to God at this time, and he already had a rather terrible premonition that most of their squadron of fighters would be buried at the hands of that terrible madman today. But the crackling sound on the radio, like lightning in the night sky, made the lieutenant colonel, who was almost drowning in fear, grasp the last straw:

"Trout II, Trout II, pay attention to your seven o'clock direction, and now leave the airspace of engagement and disengage! Repeat, immediately leave the airspace of 0392 and disengage! Complete! ”

“…… Roger that! Call the lookout and disengage now! Complete! ”

With the command from the rear, the 39th Fighter Squadron in the sky, led by Jefferson and on the verge of being pierced and beaten, received the order to retreat, so they immediately abandoned the precarious interception line and fled to the southern land under the surveillance of the AWACS aircraft.

In the clear blue sky, against the background of messy white clouds, there are remnants of unprecedented and tragic fighting; The originally calm sky over the Black Sea suddenly turned into a Shura field where fighter planes exploded in the air and missiles came and went without a trace, and Kamenev and the others, who had already killed the red-eyed, of course could not let the enemy escape, and the fighting between the enemy and us became even more tragic!