After dodging the frontal attack of the M4 missile, Shi Xiaoling knew that the missile would soon be tracked, and he said to Tongjia No. 3: "You are ready, and when the opponent's missile approaches from both sides, fire immediately."

The bronze-armored warrior agreed, and Wang Hengjun, who was in the cabin, was holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, and he had already closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it. Fortunately, he had handcuffed the lockbox containing the nine-yuan customs clearance diagram to his wrist early, and although the wind was raging in the cabin at this time, the lockbox was still hanging on Wang Hengjun's wrist.

A moment later, Shi Xiaoling sensed that the M4 missile was tracking from the side, and hurriedly shouted to the bronze armor warrior: "About thirty degrees on the right side, the electromagnetic cannon is ready to ...... Put ..."

Almost at the same time as Shi Xiaoling's shouting, an M4 missile suddenly emerged from the clouds and rushed towards the flank of Skyhawk-22. Tongjia No. 3 had already been waiting for the battle, and the electromagnetic cannon in his hand flashed white, and once again accurately hit the M4 missile that was flying quickly.

At the same time that the electromagnetic cannon accurately hit the missile, Shi Xiaoling ordered the pilot: "Dive to the lower left, quickly!"

After receiving Shi Xiaoling's order, the pilot did not hesitate to make a downward dive to the left, just enough to easily avoid the shock wave generated by the explosion of the missile and electromagnetic cannon.

So far, they have avoided the M4 missile attack of the enemy plane twice in a row, and the pilot excitedly praised: "Your perception is really amazing! It is actually faster than the reaction of the anti-missile system, and the pilot of the other side must not be able to figure out how we can avoid the attack of the M4 missile twice in a row......

Tongjia No. 3 still said without any emotion: "According to my calculations, the speed of the other party's Skyhawk-15 fighter is not much slower than ours, because we have to constantly avoid the pursuit of the M4 missile, we can't move at full speed, and it is estimated that we will soon be caught up by the enemy plane." Also, we don't have much fuel on our planes, so we won't be able to drag on for long. ”

The pilot hurriedly said, "What should we do? Otherwise, we will have to parachute to escape." ”

The bronze warrior said: "In the current situation, parachuting is even more dangerous, the enemy aircraft has a speed advantage, as long as a burst of machine gun fire, our parachute will be immediately broken into a sieve, in which case even I will be seriously damaged." ”

Wang Hengjun, who was shivering on the seat, was even more anxious, after the continuous dive and lifting of the plane, several parachutes that were originally hanging on the cabin wall had already been blown away by the strong wind, and Wang Hengjun now had no parachute to jump even if he wanted to.

Shi Xiaoling had no doubts about the calculation ability of Tongjia No. 3, and after thinking about it for a while, he already understood that sooner or later he would be hit by enemy planes, even if he parachuted, he would not be spared. What's more, Shi Xiaoling also observed that there seemed to be no parachutes available in the cabin. Just as Shi Xiaoling was thinking hard about countermeasures, the warning in his heart reappeared, and this time it became more and more intense.

Shi Xiaoling's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "It's not good, the other party launched two M4 missiles this time!"

"What ?......"

Except for the fact that Tongjia No. 3 had no mood swings, Wang Hengjun and the pilot couldn't help but be shocked. It was already so difficult to deal with an M4 missile before, and every time it narrowly escaped, and now the other party launched two M4 missiles at once, how can the bronze armor samurai deal with it?

You must know that now the door of the plane is wide open, even the bronze armor No. 3 must have a hand firmly grasp the armrest to fix the body, otherwise it will inevitably be swept out of the plane by strong winds. But in this way, Tongjia-3 can only use one electromagnetic cannon at a time, and it can only deal with one M4 missile.

The cannon could not fire as quickly as a firearm, so it had to wait a little and then fire again, and this moment of waiting was enough for the Skyhawk-22 to be hit by a second missile flying at the same time.

The pilot's face was as dead as ashes, and he shouted at Shi Xiaoling: "No matter what, I will fight to the end!" You give the order, if you have the opportunity to parachute to escape, please remember my name, my name is He Daqing, and I am a special pilot of the First Air Force Division. ”

Shi Xiaoling glanced at the pilot named He Daqing, although He Daqing was wearing a helmet, Shi Xiaoling's sharp eyes could still see that He Daqing was quite bold. He nodded and said calmly: "Don't panic, you and Tongjia No. 3 still have to act strictly according to my orders, these two missiles will arrive soon, we will solve these two missiles first and then find a way." ”

He Daqing was surprised and delighted, Shi Xiaoling's extraterrestrial magic sound was very penetrating, He Daqing could clearly hear that Shi Xiaoling was still quite confident in dealing with two M4 missiles at the same time, he couldn't help but ask: "Can we really deal with two M4 missiles at the same time?"

Shi Xiaoling didn't answer, but unbuckled his seat belt and stood up, like the bronze armor warrior, he firmly grasped the armrest of a seat with one hand, while the other hand carried the Sanyang True Fire. As the two M4 missiles launched by the enemy plane gradually approached, Shi Xiaoling shouted: "Immediately turn around the fuselage and keep moving forward in a straight line at full speed!"

Pilot He Daqing couldn't believe his ears, since he knew that the other party had two M4 missiles attacking, Shi Xiaoling actually ordered the plane to turn the fuselage to meet it at full speed, and it was still moving in a straight line, what is this not suicide?

However, at this time, He Daqing had already formed a condition for Shi Xiaoling's order to launch, although he was quite surprised in his heart, he still subconsciously immediately executed Shi Xiaoling's order, quickly turned the fuselage of the Skyhawk-22, and increased the speed to the top speed, and flew forward in a straight line.

Shi Xiaoling's spiritual sense had already firmly locked on the two M4 missiles that were approaching, and he said to the bronze armored warrior in front of him: "Pay attention, you deal with the missiles on the left side of the forty degrees, and the missiles on the right side will be handed over to me." Preparation...... Launch ......"

Although facing extreme danger, Bronze Armor No. 3 did not panic in the slightest, maybe he didn't know what panic was. After hearing Shi Xiaoling's clear command, the bronze-armored warrior firmly grasped a handrail on the cabin with his right hand, and the electromagnetic cannon in his left hand leaned out of the cabin and steadily pulled the trigger in the direction of forty degrees to the left.

At the same time, Shi Xiaoling and the bronze armor warrior stood side by side, firmly grasping a handrail in the cabin with his left hand, and pouring the Sanyang True Fire into the Fire God Fist with his right hand, and punched out an M4 missile that came from the right.

"Boom, boom......"

Under the powerful infusion of the Sanyang True Fire, the Fire God Fist instantly stimulated a large amount of nameless power between heaven and earth, and the powerful and incomparable fist power accurately bombarded the M4 missile attacking on the right side like a bombshell, and the two huge energy bursts detonated, making a terrifying loud noise.

At the same time, the electromagnetic cannon in the hand of Tongjia No. 3 also accurately hit an M4 missile on the left, under the huge blasting sound and energy impact, the Skyhawk-22 did not retreat but advanced, breaking through the blasting giant Lang of the two missiles at the highest speed, and flew straight towards the Skyhawk-15 fighter not far away.

The two Yellow Shirts on the Skyhawk-15 had long known that the number of Sidewinder air-to-air missiles carried on the Skyhawk-22 was small, and after determining that the Skyhawk-22 had entered the range of the M4 missile, they were determined that they would soon be able to shoot down the opponent by relying on the strong performance of the M4 missile, but who knew that the two M4 missiles sent out in a row were still accurately intercepted by the opponent.

However, as the distance between the two sides gradually approached, the two yellow shirts on the Skyhawk-15 were still full of confidence, although they did not know how the Skyhawk-22 intercepted the two M4 missiles, but they had already seen that the Skywinder missiles on the Skyhawk-22 were not on the sidewinder, and it was estimated that it was the end of the crossbow, so they sent out two M4 missiles at one time, hoping to give the Skyhawk-22 a fatal blow.

But to the surprise of the two yellow shirts, the Skyhawk-22 not only did not speed up and flee this time, but turned around to meet it, and what was even more incredible was that as the distance between the two sides approached, they had faintly seen that two people on the Skyhawk-22 seemed to be using some kind of manual weapon to accurately intercept and detonate the two M4 missiles.

The two Yellow Shirts on the Skyhawk-15 couldn't believe their eyes, it was really appalling that someone could use some kind of manual weapon to destroy the most powerful short-range missile in succession, and what surprised them even more was that the Skyhawk-22 was flying in a straight line towards their Skyhawk-15 at breakneck speed, and it looked like it was going to die with them.

The yellow-shirted pilot on the Skyhawk-15 scolded angrily: "Is the pilot of this plane crazy or something? Do you think that rushing over like this can kill us together?"

The co-pilot beside him said: "The closer the distance, the higher the accuracy of our M4 missiles, and the less time the other side has to successfully intercept." The other party must be dazed, and it is simply self-defeating to use hand-to-hand combat against us!"

The pilot asked: "How many missiles do we have left?"

The co-pilot next to the yellowshirt replied, "We have two M4 missiles and one Sidewinder missile left." ”

The Yellow Shirt pilot ordered: "Shoot the Sidewinder missile first, and then launch the two M4 missiles at the same time, pay attention to control the time, and try to let the three missiles hit the target at the same time." Now that the two sides are so close that they can almost see each other with the naked eye, I don't believe they can dodge the simultaneous attack of three missiles. ”

After the co-pilot pressed the launch button of the three missiles, the pilot of the Yellow Shirt Army immediately pulled up the fuselage sharply and flew the Skyhawk-15 fighter to an altitude of 20,000 meters, apparently trying to temporarily widen the distance between him and the Skyhawk-22 fighter.

Since the distance between the two sides was relatively close, the anti-missile system of the Skyhawk-22 reacted to the Sidewinder missile fired by the Yellow Shirt Army at the first time, and the pilot He Daqing exclaimed:

"Oh no! The other side actually has a Sidewinder missile! Although this missile is not as fast as the M4 missile, it is more accurate and difficult to deal with. The anti-missile system shows that the missile has locked the target on our tail, and the view of the two of you is obscured by the tail of the aircraft, so it will be difficult to make an accurate interception. ”