Locke's missile, of course, missed.

An AIM-9 with a very launch timing and combat objectives can shoot down the fighter that Long Yun is riding?

That's a complete idiot's dream.

Just now, when he found that the enemy plane had signs of launching missiles, Long Yun judged from the distance and attack mode that it was an infrared-guided AIM-9, and at the same time, he also knew that the pilot of the fighter was still a novice in fighting helicopters.

I don't know which third-rate military school taught him to fight helicopters like this?

Of course, it may be that this guy does not carry a radar-guided AIM-7, but he just rushes up and attacks head-on with infrared missiles, which is really a bit mentally retarded.

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Yun, who took over the control of the airframe, seized the opportunity and first released a set of infrared jamming bombs, and then suddenly pulled the nose of the aircraft to perform a sharp lateral translation. Carefully controlling the elevation angle of the fuselage of the Mi-28, the part of the engine jet with the most obvious infrared characteristics of the whole aircraft has been covered by the wide fuselage short wings, and the AIM-9, which rushed in recklessly, was really not so intelligent, and rushed directly to the center of the jamming barrage.

With a dull loud bang, Long Yun felt a slight impact, and the fragments from the missile warhead barely touched the helicopter's body, and most importantly, the rotors were still intact.

Circumvention success!

Thrilling to avoid the attack, Long Yun did not hesitate at all, such a gamble cannot be done again and again, he must immediately counterattack!

Quickly switching the auto-aiming cannon to manual mode and adjusting the rate of fire to the highest 900 rounds per minute, Long Yun relied on his instinct to unleash a long tongue of fire when the Mi-28 had just regained its stable stance.

As the long string of shells flew off the muzzle, the helicopter trembled with the violent recoil of the Type 2A42 cannon, and Long Yun, who did not have any auxiliary aiming equipment, could only rely on his judgment and subconscious.

Although the 2A42 is quite good among the artillery used in helicopters, and the theoretical range is enough to attack low-altitude targets below two thousand meters, the actual use is another matter.

The fire control system, which is specially designed for ground attack, cannot track high-speed air targets, and the lack of aiming measures of the cannon can be said to be difficult when used to attack fixed-wing aircraft; Unless it's an opponent who comes from the opposite or leaves in a straight line - and now Long Yun is facing exactly such a situation.

Continuing to shoot, Long Yun fired seventy or eighty shells in one go, almost all the high-explosive fragmentation shells in the magazine, and the intermittent tracer light drew a slightly messy ballistic distribution in the air, opening a sparse but invulnerable web of death in the air.

Lieutenant Locke, who had just become angry, was still immersed in the chagrin of losing the attack, and he was still hesitant to try his luck with another dive.

Perhaps, that Russian plane was not just fish on the chopping block as he imagined?

"Lo, Locke! - Look, it's amazing! ”

At this time, the hoarse howl sounded again in the back seat, and Spencer, an idiot from Kansas, was really annoying!

Just as he was about to shut up quickly, Locke also saw the tongue of fire rising from behind him, and he was stunned for a moment.

That's- what is it?

In Long Yun's sight, the F-4, which was rapidly pulling up, seemed to have finally discovered the traces of tracer in the air, and began to clumsily twist the body to try to avoid it; But he knew very well that the hapless pilot would probably not have imagined that the number of warheads that would be silently plundered in the dark would only be greater.

That's natural, because not every shell is coated with tracer!

The sound of explosions close at hand outside the cabin sounded intensively, and Lieutenant Locke's heart suddenly welled up with an irrepressible cold chill.

This damn helicopter, this big fat goose, it will fire back! Oh my God, this explosion - it should have ejected right away! The lieutenant was so frightened that he reached out and pulled the ejection handle on the seat, but he was horrified and did not feel any ejection.

- Damn! This damn two-seater, he can't move if the back seat doesn't eject first!

"Hell! - Spencer, catapult! We—We're going to be finished! ”

No matter how much he shouted at the top of his voice, there was no reaction in the back seat; Turning his head with great effort, Lieutenant Locke was horrified to see that Operator Spencer's head had been shattered and killed instantly, blood splattering everywhere on the shattered windshield.

What a hell of a life! If you don't die sooner or later, you're going to kill me.

Not to be overwhelmed, the violent explosion and the instantaneous explosion of fireballs ended his thinking forever.

……

In the dim night sky, the ghostly Mi-28 flew at high speed to the east.

Piloting the almost intact Mi-28, Long Yun skillfully flew forward close to the ground, checking from time to time whether their flight path was consistent with the intended route.

After the thrilling encounter just now, their current position has deviated a little from the course, and if they accidentally fly out of the pre-demarcated air corridor, they are likely to encounter a misfire from the anti-aircraft fire of the vigilant Soviet front-line troops.

Keeping a high degree of vigilance, Long Yun's mood was very relaxed, and he even hummed a little tune.

Isn't it? Destroying fighter planes with helicopter gunships is completely unavoidable.

Almost slumped in the front seat, the driver from the "Vympel" squad was still thinking back to the short encounter he had just experienced.

The wonderful battle process was repeated several times in his mind, and he still didn't understand what means the air force ace in the back, Captain Rezenov, used to beat down the plane that almost killed them.

As an old fritter of the "Vympel" unit, he himself is not a full-time helicopter pilot, but he still sincerely admits that the ace pilot behind him is much more skilled in driving the Mi-28 than himself.

If he was only surprised and appreciative of Long Yun's excellent performance when he had just taken off and returned home, then after experiencing the terrifying journey on the death line, the pilot's admiration for this Captain Rezenov had become full of the kind of worship and admiration that a soldier had for the god of war.

It turned out that when he was training in the team, even the instructor thought that he was a good hand at flying a helicopter; But what he saw and heard today, he knew that these killers of the Air Force were not ambiguous at all even flying helicopters.

It's just- it's amazing!

The pilot couldn't help but continue to think that if they had such aces in their army aviation, they would have driven all those French into the English Channel long ago.

No!

It is not an illusion that there really is a group of such air killers who will overthrow the United States in three months.