Until now, the two squadrons have not been willing to abandon the fuel tanks, and they have to fly back to Pakistan with fuel storage.

After a big turn, Lin Mo's light mirror array came into play again, and he quickly broke away from the Indian peninsula with two squadrons of planes and returned to the sea, even not forgetting to fire rockets and aerial guns at an Indian frigate that had strayed into the course.

The fighter group hit the frigate, the result was not unexpected, the frigate was beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, if it was not for the heavy weapons that did not carry the ship, the frigate would have to sink there on the spot, Rao is so, the guns of the group are mostly straight to the bridge.

May the god of the sea bless the poor ship!

At this time, time is of the essence, and it is necessary to quickly reach the airspace for refueling in the air before the Indian fighter group catches up, and return to Pakistan after being refueled, and under the cover of the local aircraft group, this mission can be considered to be successfully completed.

"Start getting into hypersound!"

Seeing a large area of dense light spots behind him, Lin Mo shrunk his neck.

In this case (the latest chapter of the martial arts Qiankun 81ZW), the fighters of the two squadrons were all filled in, even if they won, it would be a tragic victory, and their operation was loaded with a large number of air-to-ground weapons, which also weakened the ability to respond to the air, and a limited number of SD-10 air-to-air missiles were only a drop in the bucket.

They need speed, faster disengagement.

The FC-20, A-5 and F-16 fleets accelerated at full speed, exploded a sonic boom, and began to return with all their might, pouring out the ammunition ammunition.

"The squadrons 'Azrail' and 'Shishil', the nurse No. 2 and No. 3 are two hundred kilometers ahead and at an altitude of 2,000 meters, and the 'Rogues' squadron, the 'Mihas' squadron and the 'Cobra' squadrons have been lifted into the air, and they have completed refueling in the air and are coming to pick them up, and they are expected to arrive in 10 minutes, and reconfirm the coordinates of the return to Fisher Air Base, 67 degrees east longitude and 24 degrees 5 seconds north latitude."

"Azrail' squadron confirmed!"

"'Lion Heron' squadron confirmed!"

Almost all of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, although the fighters were seriously short of fuel, but fortunately, there were already two fighter squadrons loaded with air-to-air weapons in front of them, and the Indian planes chasing behind were not worried.

"Hi Hi! Brethren!~ I see you!"

The voices of strangers came from the public communication channel, and the airborne light mirror array had already shown that more than a dozen fighters were flying towards them, at a higher altitude, about 12,000 meters, and had begun to dive at a small angle, targeting the Indian aircraft group behind the "Azrail" squadron and the "Lion Heron" squadron.

It should be the A-5 group of the "Rogue squadron", the F-7 group of the "Mihas" squadron, and the F-16 group of the "Cobra" squadron as mentioned by the "Boscat" command center, there are about forty-nine of them, and the wings are fully loaded with air-to-air weapons, almost armed to the teeth.

It is really not an easy task for two Il-"wet nurses" to be able to supply so many sorties of fighters to refuel in the air, and it is estimated that even the flight range will be affected.

"'Horseshoe', you guy, it's all up to you to do the rest."

Someone in the "Lion Heron" squadron recognized each other's voices and greeted them happily.

"Haha, I still want to surprise you, don't worry, we're here to support you!"

"Okay, be careful, we're over!"

Two groups of planes, one at an altitude of 200 meters and the other at an altitude of 12,000 meters, staggered past, and in the rear, only a distance of 30 kilometers, more than 40 Indian fighter planes are rushing towards each other.

"Brethren! The missile locks onto the target, ready to fire!"

Like a salute flower in the sky, Lin Mo raised his head and saw as many as nearly fifty-six long trails pulled out of the sky, rushing straight down, and a fighter jet directly fired at the same time.

Lin Mo turned his head to look at the Indian aircraft group at an altitude of 4,000 meters above sea level behind him, and whispered: "May the dragon god bless you!" Continuing to drive the fighter towards the position of the two Il-78 "Nanny-2" and "Nanny-3", there were still 15 minutes of consumption time left in the fuel tank, and even an air battle could not be maintained.

Almost at the same time, when the Indian aircraft group detected the missile group, the formation became chaotic, such a dense missile salvo was almost destined to be impossible to avoid at all, and many fighters would definitely be shot down, where could they still care about chasing Lin Mo and them, and immediately turned around and ran.

Boom!~

There was a constant explosion in the sky, the sound of a missile when it hit an Indian fighter jet, and the dim night was occasionally lit up by the crimson of the explosion, especially at sea level, which would refract magnificent specks of light.

Pakistan's three support squadrons and India's aircraft immediately rushed face to face, firing missiles and artillery at each other, and the entire formation was thrown into chaos, and the airspace on the battlefield quickly became extremely large.

Hindustan Aeronautics Ltd. was razed to the ground, and although there were other airlines barely maintaining production, it was enough to severely affect the air power of the Indians in the short term, and the Indian military's top brass had given a death order in the pursuit of India's fighter fleet.

From an altitude of 15,000 meters to the sea, almost everywhere you can see the scene of fighter planes chasing and biting each other, and the scene of continuous fire from aircraft guns, from time to time fighter planes being hit or being blown up by volleys, and when various debris falls on the sea surface, the water splashes one after another, just like boiling a soup pot.

"The 'Wolf' squad refueled first, followed by the 'Lion Heron' squadron, and the 'Knight' squad and 'Ghoul' squad last."

Taking advantage of the gap between the reinforcements and the Indian aircraft group, the "Azrail" squadron and the "Shigret" squadron quickly approached the two Il-78 air tankers, this time was their weakest time, and even only needed to use missiles, even if they could not hit, several of them would inevitably be planted in the sea because of the fuel exhaustion.

The three A-5 fighters with only air-to-air missiles left took the lead in catching up with one of the Il-78 air tankers because of the small capacity of the fuel tank, and slowly approached the umbrella funnel on the tailpipes of the three strips.

"'Wild Wolf' team, watch out for two missiles coming at you!"

Not long after the "Wild Wolf" team got on the fuel pipeline of the Il-78, Lin Mo discovered two air-to-air missiles with unusual flight trajectories from the onboard optical mirror array.

Damn, three A-5 strike planes were hanging behind the I-78's butt strands, and it was when they couldn't move, and these two missiles, whether they hit the A-5 or the Il-78, were definitely a major blow to the "Azrail" squadron.

"Can't hide, 'Nighthawk' and 'Caviar' we'll get out!"

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Mo doesn't believe that the A-5 has the ability to intercept air-to-air missiles, this is really a joke, such a backward model, that is, ground attack and low-altitude interception, is still a good match, against missiles, basically the best live target.

Therefore, Pakistan's domestic A-5 fighter aircraft group is basically facing a replacement environment, that is, Chinese pilots are very familiar with this type of aircraft, and they play it very well, so they are still put in the "Azrail" squadron.

Two A-5 fighters, barely fueled, broke away from the Il-78 air tanker, and only had time to turn around to see two small points of light swoop down at an astonishing high speed.

"Ulla"

Two fireballs exploded almost at the same time!

"Uh!~Bastard!" "Dry meat" was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, and "Nighthawk" and "Caviar" actually used their own bodies to intercept two air-to-air missiles.

There really can't be helped, if the missile hits the Il-78 air tanker, then the fighters of the "Azrail" squadron are very likely to fall into the sea because they have not had time to refuel.

Another Il-78 can not shoulder the fuel replenishment of so many fighters, and the time does not allow, this long-range secret bombing mission, itself is after accurate and careful calculations, every step of the link is not allowed to have a trace of error, the Pakistani side has not done such a high risk of work before, of course, from the current results, the benefits are also amazingly high.

"Two fools!" Lin Mo knocked on the cockpit wall, and the two A-5 fighters were directly reimbursed.

It's still a step too late, otherwise he can still try to intercept it with aerial guns.

Two FC-20s of the "Knights" squad roared around the fireballs and smoke after the explosion, and spotted the whereabouts of two umbrella flowers.

"Hey! Take a good bath and be careful not to let the sharks eat you. Lin Mo smiled, these two guys were quite clever, and they actually ejected in advance.

"'Dragon Knight', 'Meat Dry', we're fine!"

"Don't steal my canned caviar, especially the 'Dragon Knight', until I return, I warn you!"

The aviation helmet has close-range radio equipment, covering a range of about one kilometer, if it is not so comprehensive and thoughtful, the cost of an aviation tactical helmet will not be less than 50,000 yuan.

Lin Mo's eyes were sharp, and with the light mirror technique, he could see that the two people under the parachute were waving their hands, it seemed that their safety was not in question for the time being, and he hoped that the sea search team could arrive as soon as possible.

Lin Mo's FC-20 circled the parachute and dropped several red line jamming bombs as flares to illuminate the sea surface below the parachute (81ZW).

The Il-78 "Nanny 2", which was refueling the "Wild Wolf" team, seemed to be a little unpleasant, and the refueling hose in the middle was stained with a little spark from the exploding fireball, and the highly volatile fighter fuel quickly ignited the fuel delivery hose.

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