Sometimes, what the eye sees is not necessarily true.

With spatial abilities and gold abilities, and AAA+ level body elements, Luo Hai was not worried that he would have illusions or lose his sense of space, and after believing in avionics and instruments, Luo Hai became worried about the four team members.

Although they are all senior pilots with 3,500 flight hours, Luo Hai does not dare to take it lightly, and there is always no mistake in being cautious.

Luo Hai, who held the lever tightly and led the four FC-1 Thunder fighters, watched the sea through the teardrop-shaped glass cockpit canopy, communicating with the four team members in the radio communication channel, checking their situation from time to time.

Now the situation seems to be not bad, the four Pakistani pilots, including Luo Hai himself, with their rich flight experience and strength, undoubtedly believe in the on-board avionics equipment, firmly control the partners under them, and along the route like a sharp sword at high speed towards the sea area where the A456 ice blue freighter is located.

Hit the Indian army hard, let them understand that the South Asian eagle flying in the sky cannot be blasphemed!

"Call the Starlight Squadron, within a radius of 300 kilometers from the target, the weather changes drastically and there is a storm, please pay attention." Holding the control stick tightly, Luo Hai steadily controlled the J-10B canard wing fighter, the ZDK-03 long-range tactical early warning aircraft that entered the combat state, and sent the latest weather conditions and numbers in the target sea area to each high-performance fighter in the Starlight Squadron through the C3I theater chain.

"Starlight Squadron understands, over." After getting the latest weather conditions and numbers in the target sea area, Luo Hai and Sain exchanged views and replied succinctly.

"The storm is coming." Holding the joystick, Luo Hai looked through the drop-shaped glass cockpit cover, quietly staring at the slowly dimming sky in the distance, and the whole person couldn't help but sigh, the storm is coming, and the moment for Indians to tremble is coming!

This is the beautiful and rich Arabian Sea, a place that will shock the world and become the grave of Indians!

A grave engraved with shame!

The storm, the storm is coming, and the Starlight Squadron, which contains hope, will bring death to the enemy and sprinkle hope on the world!

Here, the beautiful and rich Arabian Sea.

The J-10A canard fighter wrapped in silver like a work of art, refracted dazzling light, leading four FC-1 Thunder fighters, a symbol of death, like a sharp knife into the heart of the Indians, and disappeared into the rough sea.

"Groan!" The sharp whistling sound spread around like a wave of water, Luo Hai held the control stick tightly, watched as the time for the first phase of the battle plan to replenish fuel arrived, quickly turned on the radio communicator, and sent a message to the Il-78 strategic tanker:

"Call Albatross, call Albatross, this is Starlight Squadron, request fuel supplies."

Up to now, due to the impact of aerodynamics and the very high density of air at low altitude, the fuel capacity of the four FC-1 Thunder fighters is still about 55% of the fuel on board, and the consumption range is very large.

The J-10A canard fighter is not bad, with its own on-board fuel and high-quality aviation fuel in two auxiliary fuel tanks, which is enough to fully load weapons and return to base without any problems after an attack on the two main warships of the Indian Navy.

However, the FC-1 Thunder fighter with poor endurance, with a drop fuel tank suspended after being fully loaded with weapons, is not enough for the entire FC-1 Thunder fighter to reach a combat radius of 900 kilometers.

In-flight refueling is the most urgent thing for the four FC-1 Thunder fighters.

Otherwise, there would be no highway in this vast sea, so four FC-1 Thunder fighters would make an emergency landing.

The Il-78 strategic refueling aircraft, loaded with 60 tons of high-quality aviation fuel, waited quietly in the scheduled refueling area and waited for the arrival of the Starlight Squadron, and after receiving Luo Hai's message, the entire Il-78 strategic refueling crew quickly replied to Luo Hai and four Pakistani pilots:

"This is an albatross, which has arrived at the scheduled refueling area and is ready to be refueled."

The refueling area is scheduled to be about 500 kilometers away from the target sea area to avoid the entire Il-78 strategic tanker being discovered by the Indian Navy's Talwar-class stealth missile frigate, exposing the rescue plan mission.

"Starlight Squadron is on its way, ready to be refueled." Holding the control stick tightly, after receiving a reply from the crew of the Il-78 strategic tanker, Luo Hai quickly used the guòC3I theater level jù chain system to order the four FC-1 Thunder fighters to climb the altitude, leave the sea and fly towards the sky, enter the predetermined refueling area to receive fuel, and obtain fuel replenishment.

The four FC-1 Thunder fighters ordered by Luo Hai, closely followed by the figure of the entire J-10A canard wing fighter, lifted the nose of the aircraft with a lever, pushed up the throttle valve to obtain enough thrust to climb, and rushed to the predetermined refueling area at the fastest speed to receive fuel and get fuel replenishment.

"Boom!" The thunder that resounded through the sky, emitting an extremely dazzling light, appeared in the entire cloud layer in an instant.

The calm sea rolled violently as if in anger, and the waves rose higher than the other, as if they were about to destroy the whole world.

The waves slowly accumulated terrifying power, and the wind whistled like knives, blowing drops the size of pearls. Patches of dim dark clouds, like black flames, burned on the bottomless sea. The sea catches the lightning and extinguishes them in its own abyss!

Storm, shocking storm is coming!

The sea roared, lightning thundered, and the entire J-10A canard fighter and four FC-1 Thunder fighters, like brave petrels, vibrated their wings and flew proudly in the dangerous storm, shouting like prophets:

Let the storm come harder!

"Buzz!" The roar of the engine spread throughout the sky, and the entire J-10A canard fighter and four FC-1 Thunder fighters pierced the sky like sharp swords, stabbing towards the dark clouds with black pressure and flashing thunder, easily penetrating the dark clouds containing power, and successfully arrived at the predetermined refueling area after crossing dozens of kilometers.

Above the 10,000-meter sky, a behemoth flew slowly along the trajectory, dragging three high-pressure fuel supply hoses, quietly waiting for the attack aircraft group that urgently needed to replenish fuel.

"Call the albatross, this is the great white shark, ready to be oiled." Holding the control stick tightly, Pakistani pilot Ali Cillin turned on the radio communicator and sent a request for fuel supply to the Il-78 strategic tanker.