The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength!

This Indian pilot, who operated the MiG-29 medium fighter, won Luo Hai's respect and affirmed his strength.

But even so, Luo Hai will not show mercy.

Respect your opponent and give them the most fierce attack!

"Bang bang bang!"

The 23-mm double-barreled cannon, which was as accurate as a laser, made a scalp-numbing sound, and 23-mm high-speed armor-piercing shells poured out like a torrential rain, skimming at a high speed of 1,600 meters per second along the trajectory.

The MiG-29 medium fighter, which was less than 1,000 meters away from the entire J-10A canard fighter, was swallowed up by a group of 23-mm high-speed armor-piercing shells with its mouth wide open in an instant!

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of continuous impact was heard continuously.

The surface of each high-strength conical warhead forms a shock cone wave, like a sharp blade, and effortlessly submerges into the main body of the MiG-29 medium fighter at a flight speed of 700 kilometers per hour.

The smooth and perfect fuselage with wing-body fusion technology is broken and destroyed in a thousandth of a second, and is covered with metal holes several centimeters in diameter.

The 23-millimeter high-speed armor-piercing projectile, which was as sharp as a sharp blade, sank into the MiG-29 medium fighter and was like a deadly virus entering the human body, frantically wreaking havoc on and destroying expensive fighter parts, easily cutting through wires that transmit energy.

In the high-speed flight state, the fuselage was fatally attacked by the aerial guns, and the entire MiG-29 medium fighter suddenly became a dying old man, and the firmness of the whole aircraft was fatally affected by the aerial guns, and it was completely unable to support the high-speed movement of the whole plane.

In a fatal attack, after the entire MiG-29 medium fighter was violently opened by a group of 23-mm high-speed armor-piercing shells, cracks in the fuselage appeared on the surface of the fuselage as ugly and twisted as earthworms within one hundredth of a second. Like a terrible virus, earthworm-like fuselage cracks spread to the entire fuselage at a speed of thousands of meters per second, forming a shocking spider web structure.

Inside, the parts of the fuselage that make up the internal structure of the entire fighter are stable and solid, and they have suffered a blow of destruction, and on the outside, the entire MiG-29 medium fighter is like a ruined ruin, on the verge of death!

The on-board built-in fuel tank, which has self-closing technology, is simply powerless in the face of a huge tear in the face of a 23-mm high-speed armor-piercing projectile. The high-quality jet fuel stored in the built-in fuel tank on board rushes forward like a flood that opens the floodgates.

The high-quality jet fuel gushes out like a flood is ignited by flashing electric sparks inside the aircraft at the same time as it volatilizes, and the very high-quality jet fuel is about to be launched.

The raging flames spread like a virus, wildly along the circulation route of high-quality aviation fuel, until they reached the built-in fuel tanks on board that stored thousands of kilograms of high-quality aviation fuel, and produced an even more terrible explosion when the entire MiG-29 medium fighter was about to disintegrate in the air!

Thousands of kilograms of high-quality aviation fuel were frantically burned to release energy, and the small space of the built-in fuel tank on board could no longer continue to master the runaway high-quality aviation fuel, and the shocking violent explosion suddenly engulfed the entire MiG-29 medium fighter and the Indian pilot in the blister-shaped glass cockpit in an instant.

"Boom!" A deafening roar of thunder swept around like a raging flood, and before the Indian pilot, who was holding the joystick, could react, the whole person was swallowed by the explosion.

"Are you going to die?" An Indian pilot holding a joystick, looking up at the blue sky through the blistered glass canopy.

In the sight, there was a skeleton burning with hellfire all over its body, it held a magic sword burning with black flames in its hand, the white skeleton exuded the aura of death and depravity, and two soul fires burned in the depths of the two pupils, exuding a penetrating black and red light, it was a creature from hell.

The depraved, evil, and ruined gates of hell slowly opened, and a creature with outstretched hands inside the door let out a roar containing endless pain, and the breath of ruinful miè appeared with it as it opened the gate of hell.

Holding the magic sword burning with black flames in its hand, as the most powerful warrior under the command of the god of death, it looked at the mortal indifferently, and the magic sword in its hand was swung and raised countless times, and fell countless times, taking away the soul of a mortal, adding one fresh soul after another to the hell ruled by the god of death!

God, great God, what a terrible picture?

A demon wielding a magic sword is harvesting the lives of mortals, leaving behind bloody corpses and sending fresh souls to hell to be sacrificed to the most powerful of deaths.

It, or he, will be a disaster for the world, he will write the miracle of war, and he will become a god of war who will never fail.

No one can stand in his way, neither now nor in the future!

The Indian pilot looked at this scene in his sight, his whole body trembled violently like a drug addict, and his eyes showed a look of horror in the depths of his eyes -- Huaxia, who had received the help of the devil, was slowly rising, brandishing the long sword in his hand, setting off a storm of bloody storms, creating a peaceful world for future generations, and letting their children live a carefree life.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the Indian pilot did not understand why he saw the demon, let alone why Huaxia would be helped by the demon, and he did not understand that an extremely powerful dragon would wield its minions and destroy the enemies that stood in its way.

Powerful!

Unbeatably powerful!

No one can stop his progress, as if Huaxia, who has formed an alliance with hell, is moving towards strength with the most powerful generals under the command of the god of death, and even towards the vast and mysterious cosmic starry sky together!

Yes, there is nothing more fascinating and mysterious than the universe.

The rise of a nation, the belief of a nation, no country and no nation can stop China from becoming strong and preventing China from moving towards the sea of stars.

"You are looking at the dense sparkling stars on a clear summer night, and you have an unattainable disappointment. Are we really so pathetic? No, never! We must conquer the universe! Suddenly, the Indian pilot suddenly remembered the words of Qian Xuesen, the father of Huaxia Aerospace, and his eyes once again shone with deep fear:

"When we were still on the earth, the Chinese people went to the universe!"

You are looking at the dense twinkling stars on a clear summer night, and there is an unattainable disappointment.

Are we really so pathetic?

No, never!

We must conquer the universe!

Endless metal shards contaminated with high-quality jet fuel burned wildly, followed by the wreckage of the body that emitted billowing black smoke and flames, like a brilliant and colorful intoxicating meteor shower, piercing the sky and pouring towards the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.

When the Indian pilot, who was holding the control stick, flashed one scene after another in his mind, he was deeply frightened of Huaxia, and he was engulfed in the deadly flames that opened his bloody mouth, and his whole person disappeared into the whole world in a blink of an eye.

No one knows what he thought before he died, not even Luo Hai, who destroyed the MiG-29 medium fighter.

"We're back, Blackstar!" Just after Luo Hai destroyed the entire MiG-29 medium fighter with thunder, the excited voices of Hassan and Skolo were heard in the radio encrypted communication channel, and the high-performance airborne Doppler radar showed that the two J-10A canard fighters were rushing towards the battlefield at high speed.

The rise of a nation will be inherited by the younger generation, and the two flight cadets, Hassan and Skolo, successfully passed the test of the tragic battlefield and were not knocked down by the Mika medium-range air-to-air missiles that locked on like a rainstorm.

This is the rise of a nation, this is the rise of a nation, blood and fighting accompany Pakistan, and war urges Pakistan to rise and become strong.

The security of the country's airspace will be carried by this group of young lads.

At the moment, there are no flight cadets Hassan and Skorlo, only pilots Hassan and Skorlo, two real pilots who have stood the test of war!

The lever rolled sideways to avoid the wreckage of the entire MiG-29 medium fighter, and the entire J-10A canard fighter raised its nose like a sharp sword and flew towards the sky to climb altitude.

"Very good, pilot, poisonous spider, hummingbird." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Luo Hai replied with satisfaction: "You are now assessed through the guò, and I will give you a full score when you graduate." Now, pilots, poisonous spiders, hummingbirds, fade your immaturity and use the last enemy plane to vindicate your name. ”

At the end of the words containing passion and emotion, Luo Hai clearly heard the increasingly rapid breathing of Hassan and Scollow, and the two of them who were extremely excited burst into tears at this time, and they only felt that the blood on their bodies was boiling.

"Poisonous spiders, hummingbirds, for the sake of the ace pilots, fight!" Gripping the joystick, Luo Hai swept towards the other four Mirage 2000 delta wing fighters, and at the same time sent out the deepest cry in his heart towards Scollow and Hassan.

Blood, ignited at this moment!

Blood, like a volcano!

Enough, enough with this phrase, ace pilots, for ace pilots, fight, kids!

Your Motherland needs you!

You selflessly dedicate your youth, and it is because of you that the territorial airspace of the motherland can be guaranteed!

"For the ace pilots!"

"For the ace pilots!"

Holding the joystick tightly, Hassan and Skolo, who had been tested by war, their faces flushed and bruised, and the blood on their bodies continued to boil, and after the two let out a cry from the deepest part of their hearts, they launched the deadliest attack on the four Mirage 2000 delta-wing fighters.

Ace pilot, what an honor?