In the parallel world, it was the first time that Long Yun had received an interception mission.

Looking at the few mission prompts, there is no other information except for giving the general direction and model of the target.

Different from the general mode of ground-guided operations, the navigation instructions this time were rather vague, and it seemed that the matter was hasty, and the command asked him to use the airborne radar to discover the target himself.

When a target is found, the above indication is...... Make sure that the interception is successful, and if necessary, it can be shot down.

Such an order made Long Yun hesitate a little.

Since it was a low-flying light passenger plane, this didn't look like a military target, so should it be shot down by fire? However, thinking that this was not the real world after all, Long Yun put aside his distracting thoughts and executed the order, he turned to the southwest course to accelerate his flight, and at the same time turned on the radar downward view mode to search.

At this time, the silver-gray Cessna jet was flying at a low altitude in the mist and rain, taking advantage of the terrain and the rain curtain all the way to the west. Such low-altitude flight can evade the surveillance of ground radars, and it is difficult to be detected by the radar of fighters at long distances.

But I don't know if it was bad luck or fate, a moment later, Long Yun, who happened to be in the near airspace and had just been ordered to rush, intercepted the echo signal on the radar display screen and found that the target was traveling at a low altitude forty kilometers away; He immediately accelerated his approach and lowered his altitude in preparation for the attack.

In the gray and gloomy sky, the MiGs flew away in a thin mist, leaving a fleeting gray-white track.

The display screen in front of Long Yun's eyes showed that the target was still maintaining a speed of 500 kilometers per hour, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly narrowing.

As the distance display fell to within fifteen kilometers, Long Yun looked forward through the misty canopy, but in such weather, of course, he could not see the target with the naked eye. Turning on the pre-power of the missile, Long Yun was ready to follow up and use the R-73 tail to chase the attack, in this kind of rainy day, it is basically impossible to intercept the target and land down, he thinks it is more reliable to shoot down the target directly.

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, making Long Yun stop his movements in surprise.

It feels a little weird, indescribable, unclear; But he clearly felt that somewhere in front of him, something seemed to be diverging and gradually seeping into his thoughts.

This feeling of déjà vu!

Suddenly, there was a thrill all over his body, and Long Yun almost jumped up in the small cockpit; The fighter's posture was a little out of control in an instant, and then it immediately returned to normal.

Piloting the fighter plane to continue to pursue, Long Yun was extremely nervous at this moment: he remembered his first crossing, and in that strange aerial confrontation, a trace of dark and dignified weird feelings were quite similar to the current feelings! Although there seems to be a difference between the two feelings, now Long Yun does not feel irritable and unbearable; But in retrospect, the two feelings were very similar.

What's going on?

Could it be that - it was the same guy last time?

As the pursuit continued, this feeling gradually became stronger, and Long Yun vaguely realized that this was most likely due to the target he was now chasing; But the sudden echo on the radar woke him up, and on the side of the pursuit route, at this time several fighters had already been killed diagonally, and it was estimated that they would soon enter the engagement distance.

If there is no response to the identification of friend or foe, is it an enemy plane?

Long Yun shook his head, that weird feeling was still there, but now he couldn't care about dealing with it.

Breaking free from his confused thoughts, Long Yun immediately concentrated, and he pulled the lever sideways to turn westward, ready to deal with the enemy who was surging in front of him.

……

The NATO fighter formation approaching Longyun is a NATO cruise fighter near the Franco-German border.

When he flew the plane just now, Long Yun didn't know that he had attracted the attention of the distant E-3A early warning aircraft. The battlefield controller did not dare to slack off on this seemingly lone Warsaw Pact fighter, and immediately ordered the cruise fighter to meet the enemy after confirming that it was not a friendly fighter.

With previous experience, after receiving a report on the activities of enemy aircraft, NATO fighters hovering over the theater of operations immediately climbed and accelerated, rapidly approaching the target in the east.

Like sharp shuttles, the three silver-gray fighters continued to accelerate in the sky, sprinting towards the enemy planes coming from the east.

Yes, that was exactly the Federal Republic of Germany JG71 Fighter Wing, three EF38 of the 2000th Squadron. The leading Lieutenant Colonel Erich Rudolph was highly concentrated, using radar to search a large area of airspace ahead; The AWACS aircraft told him that the opponent was a lone Warsaw Pact fighter, and with the sensitive intuition peculiar to a soldier, he felt that it was probably the Russian Yankee he had encountered before.

In the past few days, Rudolph, who has been attacking constantly, has not been distracted by the joy of becoming the number one ace, and he knows the situation in the team better than anyone else. After a series of combat and non-combat attrition, their glorious German division was on the verge of running out of fuel, and now it was not so much a victory as a battle for the dignity of a knight.

What could be more exciting than facing an ace in such a situation?

Rudolph's answer was no.

Now, he rushed forward without distractions, with a decisive mood, to meet his unknown fate.

And in front of him, Long Yun, who was patrolling, also locked onto the oncoming target, and from the distance and echo nature given by the radar, he quickly judged that it should be the old opponent EF2000. After a few days of farewell, Long Yun was not only excited, but also vaguely nervous when he met this kind of powerful fighter again.

Did they come to cover that plane?

Pulling out a gentle slope turn, Long Yun flew in a southwestern direction again, intending to lead the opponents in front of him to the south, and then fight them to the death.

In this way, at an angle of 120 degrees, the tracks of the attacking sides gradually approached, and at a close range of about 30 kilometers, Rudolph ordered the remaining two EF2000s to complete the lock-on, carry out the AIM-7M salvo, and concentrate on accelerating the climb.

Rudolph's imminent disposition of the battle naturally had his considerations. If it is really that Russian ace, medium-range missiles are useless to him at all, and he still has to enter the fighting to have a chance.

Thinking like this, the EF2000 with full afterburner quickly climbed more than a thousand meters above the enemy plane, and at this time he vaguely spotted the figure of the MiG fuselage approaching diagonally below; Under his gaze, only a faint track followed and twisted near the figure, and the trajectory drawn in the air was messy and staggered, but there was no explosion and fire.

Sure enough, the missiles didn't hit! Rudolph's heart froze, and a cold premonition appeared in his consciousness.

This time, they encountered the Russian ace pilot.

That terrible "butcher of warplanes".

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