Once there was such a guess, Li Gejian, who was facing a strong enemy, calmed down.

He looked left and right, and confirmed the air situation information through the guò multi-function display, and there was no trace of FSA fighters in the surrounding sky, and it was obvious that the enemy planes had been repelled by the fierce counterattack of the ALSA, and then pulled the control stick slightly, allowing the F-15E to change course and get closer to the white "hurricane" in the clear blue sky.

While getting closer, the young man couldn't help but wonder, how could the ECJA send this strong woman to carry out the mission, did they lack manpower, and could the unstable pilot be allowed to fly the plane?

Listening to the pilot's tone, it was really tougher than ever, and he wanted to see what these guys were going to do now.

In the clear sky, the FSA fleet, which was defeated by ALSA and fled, had no intention of fighting after heavy losses, and several remnants of the black "ghosts" were all lifeless and swooped away with all the afterburner; Suddenly found that the white "hurricane" in the sky was also firing at them, the Liberal pilots were simply terrified, the old European coalition army, which had always favored the Aleppo regime, and there were also one or two air killers in the air force sequence who were accustomed to indiscriminate attacks and had a fiery temper, which had long been rumored among the FSA personnel, and the frightened "ghost" fleet lost a little fighting spirit, and the wolves flew low and approached the dust storm area to wait for an opportunity to escape.

Piloting the radar stealth YF-23 "ghost", the rebel pilots are still very brave in confronting ALSA's F-15 head-on, but they really encountered the fourth-generation "Hurricane" of the combined forces, even if it is just a medium-sized stealth fighter with top-notch performance, the "ghosts" who show off their might do not have the courage to face the battle head-on.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard. But he picked the wrong opponent. The Liberal fighters, who scattered and fled for their lives, soon completely broke away from the combat airspace.

I saw that the Syrians had anointed the soles of their feet. Several light white and blue star livery fighters in the air were still there, and the ALSA command center ordered the front-line pilots not to actively disengage, but also not to take the initiative to open fire, so as to avoid further deterioration of the situation.

However, although this idea was good, the anti-aircraft missiles swarming on the ground did not listen to the greeting at all.

The large group of aircraft in the sky confronted, and the fierce Liberals were beaten to the ground, but the rebel air defense forces on the ground did not suffer any losses, and at this time they were still constantly firing "Aster" and "HAWK" missiles into the sky.

The rebels without an integrated operational command system are completely ignorant of the frightening departure of their own fighters and the arrival of ECJA fighters. The operator can only see the target on the radar display, since the fighters of the Arab League Defense Air Force are still hovering in the air, then what is there to hesitate about, continue to launch missiles like money!

The rebel anti-aircraft missile units, which have never encountered a fighter machine before, are actually worried that opening fire will attract retaliatory bombing by enemy planes, and the rebel anti-aircraft missile units, which often guard the radar vehicles and missile launchers as shrinking turtles, are now extremely active, and the off-road trucks on the positions are busy back and forth, and the "Aster"-15 launchers that have run out of ammunition are evacuating in the sand and dust to occupy their positions, and the new launchers have already completed the parameter correction and line connection on the side, and the large patches of smoke that are accompanied by ignition and the missiles that are dragging smoke trails straight into the sky one after another. The scene was as spectacular as a salvo of rockets.

As a defense of Deir ez-Zor, a surface-to-air missile unit deployed in a fan-shaped pattern in the far suburbs. Now he is shooting wildly at the sky like a drug, and the commander who has been scolded from above can't stop in high spirits. Running out of an ammo base isn't the end:

"TM, reload me now! Drag the missiles out of the cave and get them all in a hurry, and we're going to have a big bounty to take today! ”

"-Clear, understood, sir!"

The frustrated fighters who had completely abandoned the principles of battle and did not leave a trace of rear, seemed to have seen the money flying before their eyes, and they rushed to the trailer like hungry coyotes, intending to launch more missiles to fight the allies in the sky, and as for whether this would lead to severe punishment from their superiors, it was too much to care about at this time.

It's good to be able to live happily for a day in a drunken and dreamy military career, as long as the bounty and banknotes reach the front line of combat before the confinement order, who cares about squandering the little black house for a few days after that?

On the ground, a group of money-hungry Liberals are desperately firing, and the confrontation between the two armies in the sky has added a few layers of threat and murder.

After a strong battle to repel the Syrians, and now they are facing off and chasing uninvited guests flying in the northern skies, the ALSA and ECJA fighters, which have not yet entered a state of complete hostility, have not really opened fire on each other, but a maneuver confrontation and a contest of courage are inevitable.

Different from an aerial contest in which they kept flying in formation and squeezed each other's tracks, the small-scale fighter competition that took place at an altitude of about 5,000 meters was a different form, and two light white "Hurricanes" one in front of the other were flying straight in the clear sky, and there was also a blue arrow painted "Attack Eagle" next to them.

"Alright, ECJA pilot, why don't you leave the no-fly zone in a hurry? -- Go home, your mother is telling you to come home for dinner. ”

“……！”

Hearing the almost nonsense call in the headset, Sara Lopez, who was driving the landline all the way to the level, was simply smoking, but couldn't think of a powerful response words; The two fighters flying almost in parallel were less than a hundred meters apart from each other, and the temperamental Miss Qianjin could only turn her head and glare at the "attack eagle" painted with blue arrows, as if she wanted to ignite the fighter directly with her gaze.

Damn, that nasty ghost who is full of nonsense and has no seriousness at all, what is he talking about, does he think that the air confrontation on the line of life and death is not a casual game?

"You, have you made enough trouble, I'm going to shut down the public communication channel!"

"Ah, hehe, why?"

Just joined forces with his comrades to expel the FSA's "ghost" fleet, Li Gejian is actually in a very good mood now, but it is really difficult for him to have the same good impression of the guys in ECJA, and now he heard such a crying and laughing threat from the helpless female man in the channel, he tapped his finger on the monitor, thinking that this girl would really close the channel without authorization?

"Let me think, well, 'When carrying out a mission, you must keep the public communication channels open,' and I remember that in the Combine Forces' rules of operations, right?

Well, well, no kidding!

Seriously, since you also fired at the Liberal fighter just now, and simply shot down a 'ghost', "Speaking of this, Li Gejian couldn't help but secretly admire, before he pounced on the back of several fighters, and witnessed a missile shot out of an arrow chasing and killing YF-23, and hit it directly, the young man of ALSA recognized that it was a "meteor", it is not easy to accurately use over-the-horizon missiles to kill the enemy in combat combat, and the skills of strong women are still undoubted, "Since we are all fighting with the FSA, also shot down the Liberal fighters, is it even a comrade-in-arms in the same trench? ”

"- Who, who is your comrade-in-arms!"

"Hey, Sarah, who are you arguing with? Is it the ALSA pilot in the fighter plane next to him? ”

Just now he was arguing with the F-15E who was flying with him, but there was an inquiry from Lieutenant Colonel Raul Alvarez in the headset, who was responsible for protecting the safety of Miss Qianjin, who had been flying with the 22+07 fighter, although it was unlikely that ALSA would take the initiative to fire now, but it had to be guarded, the lieutenant colonel stared nervously at the "Attack Eagle" that approached, and also noticed that the F-15E painted with blue arrows also had at least one air-to-air missile.

After seeing the fighter plane's livery and the pattern on the delta wing that seemed to be Chinese characters, Alvarez quickly remembered that this F-15E, with its eye-catching livery, was an ECJA, or an old enemy of their squadron, and had been photographed more than once before.

Realizing that this time it was the skilled F-15E "Attack Eagle" that appeared in front of him, and the lieutenant colonel naturally persuaded Sara Lopez not to be rash, he knew more or less that the hot-tempered daughter had quarreled with the ALSA pilot, and seemed to be more passive about the mission because of this.

Ah, speaking of missions, today they are fighting the Syrians again, not to mention anything else, and they can't run away from the confinement after they go back!

The thought of following Sara Lopez to the headquarters to be criticized after returning home, and perhaps the terrible scene of Miss Qianjin going crazy on the spot and scolding all the people present, the depressed Lieutenant Colonel couldn't help but sigh, he could only use the RWR warning prompt to turn sideways with the 22+07 "wingman", far away from a stout anti-aircraft missile that flew straight to the front, but began to feel a trace of imperceptible fatigue in his heart.

Speaking of which...... This kind of chaotic patrol mission, even if he himself, how can it not feel boring and almost meaningless?

The lieutenant colonel who followed the plane was still secretly worried, in the clear blue sky next to the No. 22+16 fighter plane, in the "Hurricane" and "Attack Eagle" that kept a distance of only a few tens of meters, the debate between young people continued, although one of them had no hope of winning at all:

"Nonsense, who's going to be your wingman!

You think your F-15 is so powerful, but in my opinion it is obviously far worse than the 'Hurricane'! ”

"Really? Tell me what's wrong. ”

"Isn't that obvious? - You, you poor talker, my patience has a limit! (To be continued......)