Chapter 583: Constantinople
The scythe and red star with flamboyant lines really gave the opponent quite a shock.
The F-16C "Fighting Falcons" stranded in the sky and confronting the Warsaw Pact fighters, the red MiG-29s swaggering by at a distance of several kilometers, and the piercing missiles under the wings made the Turkish pilots unconsciously feel timid. After dealing with the opponent in the north for so long, I have never seen such an exaggerated and terrifying livery, showing everyone that "death is here!" The blood-red pattern seemed to be so bright and dazzling in the morning sun, which made the already frightened "Fighting Falcons" even less of their fighting spirit.
yes, isn't it just for a Russian pilot who parachuted?
Since the Yankees, who vowed to arrest people, were all shrunken turtles, let them serve as cannon fodder under the coordination of a few F-15Es, or under the supervision of the battle, and faced the Warsaw Pact fighters in the sky who were waiting for them to come forward to die, the Turks naturally made a wise decision -- they just patrolled the sky without making any effort, and put on an indifferent appearance of indifference to the ground situation around the strait.
In the face of Russian detachments and helicopters infesting the strait, these "invaders" who infiltrated their territory, the Turks showed a rare silence.
It's a silent silence that means a lot and has a reason for it.
At this moment, under the blue sky they were patrolling, in Constantinople, which not so long ago was part of the European territory of the Republic of Turkey, once named "Istanbul", the crescent moon and white stars were missing from the mottled battlements of the high walls. And the red star battle flag was fluttering like fire.
In this ancient and magnificent city. The Hagia Sophia, which has gone through hardships and changed course, has broken free from the embarrassing identity of the "Ayasophia Museum". The four towering minarets built after the fall were quickly demolished, and the traces of the invaders that had existed for centuries had been wiped out from the inside out; The coat of arms of the Warsaw Pact, with a ribbon of the flags of the member states and a gold star in the center, has been hung high on the grand arch outside the main entrance of the church, bathed in the first rays of sunlight after heavy rain, giving off a brilliant and brilliant sparkle of the road.
After the recovery of Constantinople, the banner of the crescent moon that had been flying for five hundred and forty-three years has been lowered!
Since the fierce battle and heroic fall of the whole city in 1453, time has passed, and the long memories of the Eastern Roman Empire have been traced, and the Slavs and Dacians who have marched forward in the long river of history have once again set foot on this long-lost land. The red flag representing an era was raised; This extraordinary move undoubtedly carries a unique spiritual meaning for the ancient nations that have experienced twists and turns in history.
Turning over the history soaked in blood and fire, more than 500 years are like a flick of a finger, the former Ottoman Empire has long since collapsed, but no one has ever done this in many cases.
Even the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, which commands the entire Western world, does not hesitate to join hands with enemies who once shared the sky in order to contain the East behind the Iron Curtain; It seems that this is the tragedy that has continued the siege of Constantinople for several months, and when the capital is surrounded by the vast empire, the entire Western Catholic world is hesitating and waiting to see the opportunity. Refusing to lend a helping hand to them for the sake of ridiculous internal strife, he watched as the invading army marched on the land of the Empire, holding aloft the White Star and the Crescent Moon. The flag of the Empire, embroidered with a cross, was lowered.
But now, that's no longer important.
What the West does not have, or cannot do, is done by the East!
The red flag waving in the wind is still hunting and fluttering in the magnificent sky on the west bank of the strait; The tense confrontation of force in the sky has also taken on a new twist with the progress of the ground operation.
Witnessing the "Caucasus Reaper" raising their swords in the sky again and again, and giving birth to irrepressible fear and anger in their hearts, under the stern orders of the command center, the Turks still dared to launch a fearless attack on the MiG aircraft group in the sky, or in other words, they directly ran into the blood-colored blade of the "Reaper's" rage.
The Turks, their "Fighting Falcons" rushed up at this?
Ha ha! Well done!
Piloting the MiG-29M fighter to charge ahead, the consciousness snooped at the first time to send a dangerous signal to Long Yun, the MiG, which consumed nearly half of the fuel, just threw away the two auxiliary fuel tanks under the wings, and then rushed into the combat airspace where the "Fighting Falcon" scattered and fled like a violent dragon.
It was completely different from any previous air battle, on the battlefield where the enemy was outnumbered and morale was high, the fatigue caused by yesterday's fierce battle had not completely subsided, but it could not stop Long Yun's fanatical desire to fight happily. Piloting the MiG-29M, which has a significant increase in engine thrust and a higher thrust-to-weight ratio in air combat, with the support of his comrades, he has no scruples to kill everywhere, and with the smart swing of the blood-colored long knife, the sky is filled with the white smoke and terrible roar of the fighters!
In the clear sky, the MiGs painted with the big red sickle totem have gone completely crazy, and every time the cannon spits fire and missile arrows are fired, a large number of brilliant fireworks and debris will explode in the sky; In the face of the furious slaughter of the "Caucasus Grim Reaper", the F-16s, who have completely broken down in their spirits, are in chaos, flying around in a completely unorganized manner, but they cannot find a glimmer of life at all.
As Long Yun continued to rush and kill, the sky above the strait where the swords were facing each other a moment turned into a huge grinding disc that crushed metal and flesh in an instant, and the scythe-wielding Grim Reaper was laughing wildly, and the explosion and fire were the best portrayal of passion!
With the identity of Viktor Rezenov, he killed the "Fighting Falcon" in the sky above the former capital of the Eastern Roman Empire in the parallel world, and I don't know what kind of emotion he was infected by, Long Yun's combat operations have become unprecedentedly furious, leaving no chance for the panicked opponent.
After only a few minutes of fierce air battles, the MiG-29M, which had completed a series of crashes, circled and returned home under the sky, and the empty wing pylons and the wreckage of the "Fighting Falcon" that was still smoking and falling in the sky behind them were silently telling the tragedy and heartiness of the desperate struggle just now. Witnessing the outbreak of Victor's full force, the pilots who escorted and killed him all widened in disbelief, although they had just participated in this crazy fight, but none of them could say how these enemy planes that were already tumbling and falling, or exploding and catching fire on the ground, were killed by him.
This, this guy, he fought too fast! (To be continued......)