Cleanly and neatly dealt with the Frenchman who was delivered to the door, and the pilot immediately turned around and flew eastward.

These reckless guys were fooled by the Americans into trying to put out the fire, and who knew that they were beaten miserably instead of helping, and of course they could not form an encirclement of the "Vympel" task force.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the indiscriminate bombardment of Long Yun, Gamov immediately ordered the teams to disperse and evacuate, leaving only a mess of Brittany manors to the arriving enemy.

As soon as they break away from the front and blend into the common people, these lurkers will immediately return to their normal ordinary life, and if they remain in seclusion for another three or five days, the world war will be over for the French when the rolling iron of the Soviet Union pours into Paris and leads to the Arc de Triomphe.

Sitting on the roaring helicopter, Long Yun of course didn't know anything about what was happening behind him, he only felt that this kind of transportation was really noisy, and the comfort was not as good as his previous MiG-29.

Anyway, now that he's out of the cage, maybe he'll be back in the group soon.

But his Red Thirteen is already strong, and I don't know when he will be equipped with a new plane? Thinking of this, Long Yun smiled easily. As a super ace, does he still need to worry about this, any model in the huge arsenal of the Soviet Union, he is not just picking-

Wait, what's that?

His ears were filled with the sound of the air flow of the propellers and the roar of the engine, and his keen intuition still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking in the direction of the conscious reminder, he still faintly saw a hint of something strange in the dark night with almost no moonlight.

No, it should be said that it is not just to see, but to be guided by intuition to discover something; In the blink of an eye, seeing a hazy black figure pass over the side of the Mi-28 he was riding in at high speed, Long Yun's spirit suddenly became tense.

It's like -- it's a NATO fighter!

Long Yun's worries soon became a reality, and just as he used the throat intercom to alert the pilot, he saw that the flickering black shadow seemed to be circling, and it was obvious that he had discovered their low-flying target.

Hell, how could you run into such an enemy?

A chill passed through Long Yun's heart, he knew very well how bad the situation was now.

You must know that although the helicopter gunship is powerful, it is limited to wantonly ravaging targets on the ground. If it really came across a fixed-wing fighter, the situation would not be more optimistic than the grouse under the eagle's sharp gaze.

Not to mention that when the ground attack was carried out just now, Long Yun had already exhausted the only two air-to-surface missiles on the Mi-28, and now the helicopter is already empty under the short wings, and there is not even a rocket nest, and only 30 mm machine guns can be used. Now there are no decent countermeasures in their hands, which makes both of them can't help but break out in a cold sweat, and the breath of death seems to be surging secretly on their sides.

What should I do?

But the enemy didn't let them think about it, and by this time the fighters in the high places had already completed their circles and entered the dive attack.

The situation was critical, and in the face of such a dangerous situation, the driver in the front row still showed considerable combat qualities, maneuvering the Mi-28 to twist back and forth while accelerating forward.

Unconsciously using the Consciousness Snooping Technique, Long Yun clearly felt that the driver was looking for a favorable terrain that could maneuver with his opponent.

Generally speaking, when a helicopter encounters a fighter, it is looking for death when it increases its altitude; Now they can only glide forward close to the undulating fields, and perhaps be able to play "hide and seek" with enemy planes for a while before being hit, and even slip through the line of fire all the time and into the cover of anti-aircraft fire of the Soviet field forces.

Flying at the treetops at night sounds exciting, but it's actually a dangerous sport. From time to time, the shadows of the trees that passed near the cabin were like terrifying sharp knives, and Long Yun groped for a night vision device to be able to see the sweeping landscape in front of him more clearly.

A flat river? Oh my God, that's a lot of luck.

The southern part of France is also originally a mountainous area, with rolling fields and hills that are good landforms for growing a variety of crops; But this is not the case in the suburbs of Lyon, Long Yun looked around, and what he saw could be said to be all gently undulating farmland, not even a decent hill.

The tactics of flexible dodging and using the terrain to evade high-altitude firepower can be said to be completely useless here.

Seeing such a situation, Long Yun could completely imagine that in the field of vision of the pilots of the enemy planes, the Mi-28 with its blades flying below was as conspicuous as a target plane against the background of the earth.

At this time, the enemy plane had already entered a dive attack, and a faintly visible bright spot approached from the front above, and then a few invisible separations occurred.

Enemy planes fired missiles at them!

The missile being fired at Long Yun was an F-4E of the 15th Air Wing of the United States.

Contrary to Long Yun's speculation, this F-4E did not come on purpose, but a wolf bèi deserter who had just been withdrawn from the front line.

In the previous air battles of the formation, it encountered a large number of Russian fighters that crossed the border, and after the fierce battle, it lost contact with the large force. This lone F-4E fighter was originally smeared with oil on the soles of his feet and fled back to his hometown, who would have thought that he would pick up such a cheap one on the way!

After a low-altitude raid to confirm that it was indeed a Russian helicopter, Lieutenant Locke made an arc in the air, ready to eat the fat goose with the standard head-to-head dive tactics, while shouting at the nervous words in the back seat and quickly silenced him.

"It's a 'rattlesnake' thing! Shut up, there's no need for your nagging here. ”

Isn't it? Those chic and beautiful F-15s and F-16s were all assigned to other wings, and they could only drive this antique, which had been out of the factory for nearly 30 years, to secretly drop air-to-ground ammunition under the terrifying air threat of the Russians.

Sneaking up to the enemy's head all day to lay eggs, what kind of combat career should a pilot have?

Usually Locke complains a lot, but now, the opportunity has finally come!

The pilot's sense of honor was now possessed again, and Locke aimed the nose of the plane at the target, his fingers on the electric door trembling slightly. He wants to take out the opponent in front of him with a crisp attack and prove that he is not a humanoid bomber who can only throw bombs, but an elite pilot who can show his skills in air combat!

Overexcited, Locke's face was almost distorted, as if he was dealing not with a Mi-28 that could barely fight back, but with a whole aviation regiment of Su-27s.

Locking the target on the radar screen, the fire control system just had a prompt, and Locke immediately attacked.

Pressing the button, the fire outside the cockpit made him a little dizzy, and after estimating that the light had faded, he opened his eyes and looked out, but he was a little unbelievable to see the magnesium bombs still burning in the air in front and below, and the faint traces of missile smoke.

There was a fire on the ground not far away, but where was the fireball that should have fallen to the ground?

The dog * mother raised, but it didn't hit!