"Don't be nervous, just like you would in a game, turn on the weapon system. Liu Dong's eyes flashed with excitement, and he was a little nervous, although he couldn't fly this advanced fighter, he could still have a good time.

Compared with Liu Dong, Zhang Yu was not nervous, he was also excited, you must know that the plane is one of the most expensive weapons, he heard the old man in the Grim Reaper training camp say that just high-quality aviation kerosene is expensive to death, and it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars at a time, which is a typical burning of money.

Actually driving tens of millions of things to fight today, it really made him appreciate the power of human high-level weapons.

"Da Da Da!" In a moment, the on-board machine gun of the aircraft catching up behind opened fire, and the thick aviation shells were quickly pushed out of the breech and rushed towards the F-22 with a roar.

The air battle officially began.

"Dodge, climb, attack, use the speed of your plane to get rid of the opponent's lock......" Liu Dong, who also heard the whistling of the cannon, gushed endlessly, but even Zhang Yu, with super high comprehension, could not achieve a full understanding in a moment and a half.

The shells whizzed and slashed, making a few holes in the plane, which made Zhang Yu frightened, and at the same time, the adrenaline hormones were secreted wildly, and he felt that his body's sensitivity had strengthened a lot.

They must be dealt with immediately, Zhang Yu glanced at the oil gauge and found that there was indeed not much oil on it, and he secretly made up his mind.

"Killing intent on the first floor, second floor!" Entering the second layer of killing intent in a row, Zhang Yu found that the speed of the plane had slowed down a lot, and he was overjoyed to operate, when suddenly the alarm sounded, and an air-to-air missile roared in, and Zhang Yu's face changed suddenly.

The bishop gave the final order, if Zhang Yu's plane could not be stopped, shoot it down on the spot! Even if it was to blow up the fragments of the Star of Soras, they would not fall into the hands of the Huaxia.

Zhang Yu was furious, he actually dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, he gently moved the control stick, and the plane immediately came to a 720-degree roller, and the missile narrowly crossed the wing of the plane and quickly disappeared into the clouds.

"FUCK!" Seeing that the missile didn't hit Zhang Yu, Kashlov's eyes were red, and he couldn't think of hitting anyone so closely, what kind of joke.

He found that when Zhang Yu began to dodge, his movements were clumsy and jerky, and he thought he had encountered a rookie. But the 720-degree drum just now was extremely crisp and neat, like a veteran.

"Haha, Kashlov, your luck has returned, and you can't hit it so closely. Plevo laughed.

Hearing Plevor's sarcasm, Kashlov was furious, and his movements were like flowing water, quickly locking on to Zhang Yu's plane and pressing the launch button fiercely. The missile whistled out again, instantly crossed the distance with Zhang Yu, and appeared behind the F-22's butt.

"Hit, hit!" Kashlov roared like a red-eyed gambler.

As if knowing the missile behind the buttocks, Zhang Yu made a cobra maneuver dangerously, and the nose of the plane rose in an instant, and the overload reached 8 G, which was embarrassing to avoid the missile.

Liu Dong and the others in the Grim Reaper training camp couldn't help but hold their hearts when they saw the speed on the computer, and felt that Zhang Yu was dancing on the tip of the knife at this time, which was extremely exciting.

"!" Even Liu Dong, who usually doesn't speak foul language, took a foul word, which was too thrilling, but he was excited in a moment, Zhang Yu definitely has the physique to be an ace pilot, there is no continuous overload of, and he is energetic to report data.

"Martial arts instructor, could it be that all of you from the Grim Reaper Training Camp are such elites?" asked Liu Dong humbly and slightly flatteringly, he considered whether to get pilots here to train and train.

"Ahem, it seems...... It seems to be ......" The old face of the martial arts instructor turned red for the first time, and he stammered.

"Look, there's another missile coming. Suddenly, one of the monitors shouted. Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and the martial arts instructor breathed a sigh of relief.

Dodging a missile again, Kashlov almost died of shame.

"Madan, you have the ability to come!" Kashlov roared angrily when he heard the laughter in the headphones.

"Haha, I'll come, I'll come. Plover said with a smile.

"Why don't you fight back?" Liu Dong was anxious, and hurriedly took the headphones and shouted loudly.

"Isn't it good to practice flying skills?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but say, he found that his flying skills have increased experience, and they have risen very fast, and he can no longer be familiar with several basic rule-avoiding movements, and he can also comprehend one or two special high-tech movements.

"Hmm!" Liu Dong was so disgusted by Zhang Yu's words that he almost fainted, and the people next to him also looked at each other after hearing it, not knowing what to say.

"Fight back!" Liu Dong slapped the table and roared angrily.

"Okay!" Zhang Yu touched his nose, feeling that this person had a very big temper, he fought back, what did he do with such a loud voice.

He hurriedly turned on the weapon system, and the indicators of the locked weapon system turned green, and Zhang Yu quickly turned the plane, his hand was like a phantom, and he locked on the nearest plane, and his proficiency was no less than that of the soldiers of the United States who had been driving for a few years.

Fortunately, Liu Dong didn't see it, and if he saw it, he would definitely be surprised. The plane was eager to try and locked on Zhang Yu, and the alarm sounded in the cabin of the two people at the same time.

"Yo ho, the rookie is powerful, brother looks like I am the only one who has this merit today. Prevor said with a smile, he didn't stop his hand, pressed the missile launch button, only to feel the plane vibrate slightly, and the missile whizzed away with a long tail.

Zhang Yu's eyes burst into light, he gently moved the joystick, and the plane made a cobra maneuver, the nose of the plane was facing the enemy, and then pressed the launch button.

Boom! A violent explosion sounded, and what stunned everyone was that two missiles collided with each other, exploding in a ball of fire in the air.

What is the probability of colliding together!

As the two planes approached, Plover sneered, his most powerful thing was hand-to-hand dogfighting, in the camp hand-to-hand dogfighting, he said that no one dared to call him first.

Self-confidence is played, and the five skeletons on his plane represent the destruction of five fighters, and he is worthy of being an ace pilot.

Compared with the flying elite, he is indeed very powerful, but Zhang Yu is a cultivator, his physical fitness is extremely good, continuous overload is not a problem, and he is even more comfortable operating the plane.

The two of them have their own advantages, they both have the belief that they will win, the planes are several kilometers away in an instant, and the two tacitly aim at each other and press the motor cannon button.

During World War II, countless pilots were tragically strangled in the air, and I don't know how many pilots died in the sky, and Plevor's grandfather was one of those years, and he told Plevor many stories about flying.

The battle record is the badge of the pilot, then the victory of the dog fight is the glory of the pilot, just like the ancient knight battle, the brave wins when they meet on the narrow road.

"Bang bang bang!" Countless chains of light flashed in mid-air, and the two fighters flew up and down like two butterflies.

Kashlov next to him couldn't intervene at all, so he had to hover in the distance and wait for the opportunity.

Close dog fighting is not so easy, in addition to the need for superb operation skills, but also need to be excellent physical fitness, dog fighting continuous maneuvering overload can make people black, if continuous maneuvering can easily make people faint.

Plevor was very confident in his physical fitness and technique, but after a few minutes of self-confidence, he felt extremely strained.

Look at the enemy plane, as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, first the left and right rollers, and then a cobra maneuver.

Knowing that the plane was overloaded with 8G, he now feels dizzy and his hands are shaking, and he knows that this is a phenomenon of insufficient blood supply to the brain. The plane in front of him turned faster and at a more tricky angle.

It's a pervert, Plover is going to cry!