The PL-12 has a maximum range of 70 kilometers, but Lin Mo's sprint quickly narrowed the distance between the two fighters to the point of falling kilometers, and the missile that hit it with Mach 4 will leave a profound lesson for the other side.

On the outside of the projection cloth is displayed is a full map display, the position and maneuver status of the two fighters are fully displayed on it, on the left side of the screen screen, a few small images clearly show the picture in the two simulation cabins and the reference materials such as the body data, so that the audience outside the simulator can grasp the status of the two fighters.

"It's locked, it's really amazing" The means of the number are too ruthless to give k points of face, and sure enough, it is the first to strike strongly, and the second to suffer. ”

"No. 2 maneuver quickly, maneuver quickly, dive accelerate, scatter infrared jamming bombs, disengage, attack envelope of the number."

Lin Mo's sudden attack method amazed the audience, fierce, decisive, and did not hesitate to grasp the sudden opportunity, and the sharpness of the means made the people of Group A realize that this time their team leader might be kicked to the iron plate.

But in the end, it is not necessarily known who will die of the deer.

"Good job!"

In addition to the surprise at the beginning, Wang Yan Xuejun also replied in the communication channel in a relaxed tone.

He didn't panic at all, but quickly began to shake the joystick sharply, and the body swayed Hoover in the sky, while scattering a dazzling red and dazzling infrared interference projectile.

A dense barrage of jamming bombs was laid in the sky to intercept the incoming Xiao-2 medium-range air-to-air missiles.

However, this is not the completion of all evasion operations, Wang Xuejun, who is familiar with the performance of domestic missiles, did not forget to turn on the electronic jamming simulation, PS Xiao2 can be guided through the radar, as long as the nose of Lin Mo is still aimed at him, it means that the missile still has the possibility of hitting him, and the corresponding interference is necessary.

Just like a chess opponent, Wang Xuejun's operation and response were error-free.

"You can't hit me, you can't hit me!"

Wang Xuejun was in the shaky cockpit while resisting the high load, while chanting incantations continuously, the radar showed that the distance of the 12 missiles was very close, and even when he turned his head, he could see that the tail of the cabin cover display showed a slender white smoke from far and near.

Although the people watching the battle outside could hear the voices of the pilots in the simulated cabin, no one laughed because Wang Xuejun kept repeating "You can't hit me" to himself.

It's not funny.

The layman looks at the lively insider's doorway, Wang Yan Xuejun's performance can be regarded as a self-psychological suggestion to force himself to calm down, calm is the first key to saving his life, if he messes up, he will only die faster.

Wang Xuejun's J-small chain is also extremely fast, and it has also entered supersonic speed, and in the dive acceleration, it even exceeded the design maximum speed, reaching Mach X.

Each additional second of delay means that a missile launched over visual range has a lower probability of hitting by one point.

And at the same time of evasion, Wang Yan Xuejun didn't plan to be beaten just by fighting, so he quietly turned around and aimed at Lin Mo's landline.

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A fireball suddenly appeared in the sky, quickly amplified, and Wang Xuejun, who was detonated at a height of less than 5 kilometers away from Jianyi, let out a cheer, ending the high overload evasion maneuver that consumed extremely physical energy.

The shock wave from the missile's volley explosion hit the fuselage and caused a slight shaking.

The dense infrared jamming bombs still played a role after all.

He decisively twisted the nose of the machine and rushed towards Lin Mo head-on, the speed in his hand locked on the other party without hesitation, and also returned a PS one, 2.

Although he lost the opportunity, with his rich experience, Wang Xuejun successfully got rid of the threat of incoming missiles and directly fought back.

"Sure enough, it's a good means"

Lin Mo did not turn sideways to dodge, and flew head-on, causing the fighters of both sides to close the distance at an alarming speed, especially the missile launched by Wang Xuejun, which caused a shrill alarm to sound in Lin Mo's cockpit.

"You still don't avoid it? You're about to enter the no-escape zone. Wang Xuejun sneered and reminded the other party who seemed to be a little unresponsive, and after a while, he finally couldn't help laughing: "Ha, you went in and said you lost."

Facing the danger of facing missiles head-on, almost everyone knows it, especially since missiles still have an inescapable distance, once they are trapped, it means that the missile's hit rate will reach more than 90 percent, or even 100 percent.

"Not necessarily!"

Lin Mo saw the rapidly approaching missile, took a deep breath, and suddenly pressed the cannon launch button.

A barrage of flashes of light spread out, and within the center of the gun, because it was impossible for the body to remain absolutely stable, the trajectory appeared irregular, as if a swarm of flies were swarming away.

Without the assistance of the light mirror technique, Lin Mo's aerial gun shooting was invisibly weakened by thirty percent, which made him and Wang Xuejun almost on the same running line, but each increased his chances of victory with his own unique skills.

Boom

Whether it's inside or outside the simulated cabin, almost everyone's eyes are going to pop out.

Luck, pure luck, this thing must have a leg with the goddess of luck, otherwise such a small section can be hit by a missile head-on, and the aircraft cannon hits the missile, which is a probability that only exists in legends.

Everyone thought they had seen a miracle.

Lin Mo's hand feeling was obviously not weakened much without the assistance of the light mirror technique, and the first time he used the aircraft cannon to hit the missile without the light mirror technique, luck or strength, only he knew.

"I know, I know, the boss is the best, the last time I went on a mission, the boss did this, it's not a coincidence, this is the boss's trick, it's amazing, long live the boss!"

"Tabby Cat" Meng Yi danced and cheered for Lin Mo's outstanding performance, as if he had done it himself, almost getting carried away.

"Sizzle, this, hehe, hehe, it's really hidden deep enough, it's really unexpected, and the ending is really hard to say."

Originally, I thought that the number was a tie with the No. 2 at most, and this No. 2 was a little hanging, but now it seems that this No. 2 is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

To have such a unique ability of one-handed artillery, and to say that no matter if it is placed in any domestic aviation unit, even if it is placed in the air force of any country in the world, and hidden like a treasure, it will definitely be able to enjoy the best treatment and be used as a secret weapon that will never be used until a critical moment.

In order to ensure the hit rate of the PS medium-range air-to-air missiles launched, Wang Xuejun exposed himself to the opponent's trajectory within a second or two of continuous guidance and locked on to Lin Mo, and the artillery bullets that did not hit the missiles came head-on towards Wang Xuejun's fighter like a torrential rain.

One or two seconds, in the master's move, a second of mistake is enough to determine the victory or defeat, not to mention this kind of high-level fighter pilots, under the nervous collapse of both sides, as long as there is an opportunity, it is impossible to be missed.

At this time, no matter which direction you turn, a larger cross-section of the fuselage will be exposed, and even if the minimum defensive cross-section is maintained, even a large cross-section of a missile can be hit, let alone a fighter.

The word fluke does not exist in the pilot's dictionary, but Wang Xuejun can only stubbornly push the joystick and continue to dive.

His decision was correct, the crackling sound of a few raindrops hitting the window glass, and the abnormal sense of maneuvering and vibration, Wang Xuejun's heart sank on the spot.

Bullet in the body!

The simulator not only completely simulated the near-real earth-shaking maneuvering overload, but also perfectly simulated the damage response of a bullet, and when you look out of the cabin, most of the bullet holes are smoking.

A corner of the projection screen outside the simulator shows the damage of Wang Xuejun's car, with a striking red dot showing the bullet point of the three-dimensional body structure drawing, the body was shot 2 times, and the wing was shot 4 times, nearly half of which were automatically closed after a while of white smoke for temporary repair, but some positions were not in a second, still emitting green smoke.

Quickly checked the damage, although Wang Xuejun's face was ugly, but he was still extremely calm, since he could come here to select astronauts, his psychological quality had to be first-class, only some unimportant and infrequently used functions were damaged, in addition, the body was temporarily repaired because of the sealing gel, and the body still had a hard time.

Wang Xuejun, who was beaten on the head and lost his arrogance, gritted his teeth, turned the nose of the plane and drew a sharp scissor line maneuver trajectory, enveloping Lin Mo's Jianyi into the flight trajectory.

For Wang Yan Xuejun's scissor cut, it seemed that he wanted to cut off his own maneuver route, and took the opportunity to give himself a chiller, Lin Moyi was bold, and used the cat glaze maneuver as the opening maneuver of hand-to-hand combat, and directly put himself and the other party completely into danger.

This is a duel, not a game.

Perhaps an ingenious cat maneuver could completely restrain the scissor maneuver tactics, but Lin Mo was facing a young veteran who had been in contact with fighter jets since he had been in contact with fighter jets, had completed his first flight at the age of his mouth, and had more than one flight experience per year.

Young veteran? How awkward it sounds.

However, his parents are the best flight instructors, the best personal training instructors, and have the most perfect learning resources.

In the face of Lin Mo's unbelievable maneuver tactics, Wang Xuejun had completely included the other party in a list of respectable and formidable opponents, and he had realized that this code name ranking was not an excuse for Major General Sun to explain that it had nothing to do with the strength ranking.

Now it seems that the opponent has a lot of experience in on-the-spot response, has a very good air combat imagination, and has an excellent talent for air hearing, and seems to be a veteran of a hundred battles, and his every move is full of terrifying attack wisdom.

(To be continued)