"Oh...... It's my own people. Does that mean we should be more careful, at least not to miss a shot? ”

While speaking, he opened the picture on the computer desktop and looked at it, touched his chin with his hand and groaned for a moment, Li Gejian squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was very interested, and looked at it carefully: what was displayed on the screen was the top-down outline of a Su-27 fighter, and the bright color pattern covered it, which looked quite intense.

"Well,—— no matter how you put it, this livery is indeed conspicuous enough. But now that the battle is getting more and more intense, is it really okay to have such an exaggerated paint? Also, he should always have a calling code, at least to say hello on the public channel? ”

"Oh, of course."

Looking at the computer screen with her partner, Gao Meiyu's tone froze:

"As you can see, this man's calling code is ...... 'Red Dragon'."

"-Hey! It goes well with the paint. ”

I didn't know who the upcoming "domestic agent" was, but I expressed my opinion on this somewhat flamboyant call sign, and the two young men were busy with some things at hand.

When Gao Meiyu, who hurriedly finished dinner and cleaned up the table, washed his hands and came back, at this time the sky had become very gloomy, and the cold wind unique to the desert inland poured in from the window, he gathered the collar of his coat, closed the window and closed the curtains, and after checking that it met the lighting control requirements of the base, he turned on the lamp, sat down and took out a printed information book in the folder of Wen Jiàn. Holding it in his hand and flipping it for a while, he asked coldly:

"Ge Jian, what we saw that day, could it be the fighter plane mentioned in the newspaper?"

"That's it. I'm not so sure. ”

I was reminded of my partner's words. Squinted his eyes and thought about it. Li Gejian shook his head slowly, "And it doesn't make sense logically." - If it's really several stealth fighters, or simply some kind of 'Raptor', Miyu, do you think we can get away with it so easily with just our two F-15s? ”

"Makes sense, but ......"

Even in the past few days, the Fifth Air Wing has fought against FIAF and FSA fighters several times, and it also has two downed Gao Meiyu in his hands. At this time, it was quite rare to show a hint of nervousness; The situation described in the emergency intelligence book, coupled with the mysterious traces of those black and dark planes encountered in the air battle a few days ago, he felt very dangerous when he thought about it, not to mention that according to the intelligence book, the number of these mysterious black fighters has been increasing more and more.

But even so, he shook his head disapprovingly at the conclusion given on paper, that is, to speculate that those fighter models were American F-22 "Raptors".

The American fighter jet, this joke is a bit big, right?

After all, this war in the Middle East. The major powers have always been cautious in their actions, and if the Americans would provide the bullshit Liberal regime with advanced weapons, and that they would be the military's main fighters in active service. The likelihood is essentially zero; So many people in the international community are staring at it, and hot money like a hot potato is not so easy to earn.

Thinking of this, the young man put forward his opinion:

"It's unlikely to be a 'Raptor', maybe something else. The Americans are not stupid, and besides, they have the ability to smuggle F-22s to the Middle East, and by the way, they also have a one-stop training for buyers? ”

"Not necessarily, Miyu!"

Sitting on the chair and leaning back easily, supporting his feet on the edge of the table, posing as a big boss taking a break, Li Gejian disagreed with his partner's opinion, or a little emotion about the current situation:

"In such a land that is not favored by the gods, hey...... And what is impossible? ”

Time is passing, and in several places in the real world, one incident after another related to Long Yun continues.

But of course, Long Yun didn't know anything about these situations; On flight TG615 flying over the South Asian subcontinent, he fell into a deep sleep, driven by a strong sense of combat, he did not enter the strange dream in the sky again, but made a more thorough trajectory jump:

Once again, he had a crossing.

……

The morning sun shines through the glass windows on the spacious bed.

Feeling that his face was slightly itchy from the sun, Long Yun, who woke up in his sleep, was still a little dazed at first, and it took him a long time to slowly realize that there would be no sunlight on flight TG615 flying across the subcontinent at night.

So,—— actually crossed on the flight?

Suddenly aware of this, I wanted to open my eyes, but I still felt very tired, thinking about it anyway, in the parallel world, the last time I finished crossing over, I also slept in bed, Long Yun simply didn't move, and took a nap in place for a while, slowly driving this feeling of sleepiness and fatigue away from his mind.

When his consciousness gradually recovered, he remembered that he still had something to do, and stretched his waist to get up and continue working, but the soft touch of his arm made Long Yun suddenly remember that he was not sleeping alone in bed last night; Tilting his head, he saw Valentina curled up in the messy thin quilt, revealing a piece of white round thighs in front of him, although he had seen it many times, Long Yun's face was still a little hot, he climbed out of bed to put on his clothes, and then tidied up the quilt and covered the heart-pounding limbs.

Unlike the usual situation of getting up, seeing that it was still early, and Valia hadn't gone to get breakfast yet, Long Yun, who decided to go to the restaurant to eat, poured himself a glass of water and rested on the chair in the living room for a while.

The so-called "rest for a while" does not refer to Viktor Rezenov's strong body, but to his own spiritual consciousness; It's been a long time since the last time he crossed over, and he really has to think hard about it now, so that he can recall all the previous events and experiences, and then decide on the next course of action.

Well, speaking of recent events, in addition to continuing the fierce war in the Caucasus, it seems that the guy nicknamed "Shark" should pay attention.

After pondering on the chair for a while, he basically clarified what he was going to do next, and Long Yun, who had completely entered the "Rezenov state", stretched his body, and now he suddenly thought, like himself, crossing for a while and returning to reality for a while, is it equivalent to extending the lifespan of two different lives, that is, there are two different lives that are connected with each other, but they are both complete?

If so, it seems like a good thing; If both identities can live to the age of antiquity or more, then wouldn't he live to be more than 140 years old, which can already break the world record.

Thinking so wildly, hearing the sound of Valentina getting up in the bedroom, Long Yun whispered hello to the house, and threw aside all these messy thoughts just now. Yes, this is an unreliable nonsense, and you can live to be seventy or eighty years old: the war in the Middle East in the real world is not talked about for the time being, Viktor Rezenov in the parallel world, according to the current situation of a world war, I am afraid that it will take every effort to survive until the end of the war!

And not to mention, when will such a strange all-out war come to an end......

With this in mind, a brief exchange with Valentina who got up in bed was a few words, and after the two washed up, they walked hand in hand to the restaurant like a pair of real lovers, greeting their comrades along the way, or stopping to chat a few words. Holding such a beautiful girl around the base early in the morning would definitely be jealous of ordinary people, but for Victor's actions, everyone had no idea of criticism.

Yes, is it okay for Viktor Rezenov, who has an incredible record of destroying the "Caucasian Reaper" of a NATO fighter squadron every week on average?

While walking, while feeling the thinking activities of his comrades-in-arms, of course Long Yun did not have the slightest idea of self-respect, he had the heart to let go of the hand holding Valentina, but remembered the Chunchun teaching of this beautiful woman that "must cooperate with work", so he continued to walk forward like this, while instructing the girl beside him:

"Alright, Valya, we'll write the report in the morning."

After finishing the relaxed breakfast time, in the garrison barracks at nine o'clock in the morning, Long Yun, who had temporarily rested for a day and had no mission, sat leisurely on the chair, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, he picked up a small piece of snack on the plate with his fingers and threw it into his mouth, and then continued to narrate at length:

“…… Well, confirm that at 10:40 a.m., after encountering and penetrating the interception line of F-15 fighters belonging to the Eighth Wing of the United States Air Force, and destroying all enemy aircraft,—— the number is also written, a total of five F-15Cs or F-15Ds were destroyed; When piloting the fighter plane to meet the enemy in the direction of 100 meters, he visually spotted the 'Shark' at a distance of about 10 kilometers, and at that time the enemy was approaching head-on at a speed of 700 kilometers, and the enemy plane was at an altitude of 6,500 meters, well, a little higher than my altitude at that time.

After discovering the enemy plane, I first entered the double ring circled confrontation, but soon found that the 'shark' hovering ability was considerable, and then took the initiative to change out and try to break away from the direction 80, during which I dodged a missile attack; however, there were still some F-16s in the nearby airspace at that time, and it was impossible to identify the wing to which the enemy plane belonged in the confusion, so I could only take the opportunity - uh, it was indeed an attempt to attack by the way, and I also shot down a few, and then relied on repeated large overload maneuvers and the 'shark' that pursued the 'shark' confrontation, inducing it to frequent violent maneuvers and consumption of body. After about a few minutes, the enemy and the enemy disengaged, and the 'Shark' may return to the ship due to a shortage of fuel, and some of the following situations need not be repeated.

- Well, so be it, Valya? (To be continued......)