For some time, no one knew where the plane ended up, but one thing was certain, and that was, "it was definitely not shot down."

This sentence came from the official spokesman of the corner tower, and this statement was also regarded as the final conclusion of this incident.

It may be months before the truth comes out, but by then, I'm afraid no one will care about the truth.

On the sea, the USS Reagan aircraft carrier group remobilized after completing another replenishment, and after returning to the Guam Naval Base for resupply, it re-maneuvered westward to the Miyako Strait area.

Obviously, the alarm has not been lifted and there is no sign of easing the situation, but both sides seem to have tacitly begun to adjust their own strategies, the original layout has been disrupted, and the center of gravity of the confrontation has gradually shifted further south.

Inside the bridge command room.

Luan Yijun looked at the chart, frowned, and said with his mouth analyzed:

"The other party hasn't given up yet, but the plan should have been fully adjusted."

"Judging by the current situation, it seems that they want to use the special administrative regions in the wartime state to take over the situation in fact."

"This is indeed a bit disgusting, the three aircraft carriers are hiding behind them, and there is no intention of confrontation head-on at all, the purpose is to keep the shipping route open, and rely on logistics and supplies to make up a quagmire of war."

"Those politicians are really mentally retarded, can't they see that people are treating themselves as outcasts?"

"If we continue to implement this strategy, we won't be able to take it down, and only they will benefit the most."

"A good hand to play a scoundrel, how to move in the future, I have a little no idea."

Hearing his words, Cao Gangchuan couldn't help frowning.

After a moment's thought, he replied:

"According to the current situation, the superiors will definitely make adjustments to the overall strategy in a short period of time."

"We're going to be transferred out of Chiwei Island soon, and when the coast guard takes over, our mission will change."

"At that time, the confrontation area will remain in the Miyako Strait area, but that kind of confrontation is really purely a 'confrontation'."

"The real winner is still on the strait."

"Now it depends on how the island is chosen—this thing is actually a bit funny, the major trend between the two great powers is actually determined by the South Island sandwiched in the middle."

Luan Yijun nodded slowly and replied:

"Yes, the essence of this confrontation is actually to consume the 'expectations' of the South Island towards the Western world, and if it is not able to fight before it is consumed, it will be impossible to fight."

"I hope Gu Kuanmin understands something - he is a speculator, and his kung fu is still good when he sees the wind and steers."

Speaking of this, Luan Yijun suddenly laughed.

"I guess they're running out of expectations. Most of the leaders over there are bad and bad, but not stupid. ”

"In the current world, it is clear who can lead the direction of the future."

Cao Gangchuan hummed approvingly, and said with emotion:

"It's like a dream, it seems that not a few years ago, the lighthouse was still the light of mankind, and even within ourselves, there are many people who think so."

"We always talk about learning from their strengths, absorbing their good points, and there have even been discussions about integrating more deeply into the so-called 'order' they have established."

"Isn't that sad?"

"-—— but now it's completely different, and our doubts about ourselves have basically been eliminated."

"Now what we are worried about is not that we will not be recognized, but that other people are blind and will not be able to catch this train."

"Honestly, whatever they do."

"The people of the world are in harmony."

Luan Yijun interrupted Cao Gangchuan's words and continued:

"One day, we will go out into the world."

"We can't choose to leave them behind completely, so we have to assimilate them."

"Well, that's right."

The two stopped talking, and in the distance, the patrol ship that had just finished its mission in the south was getting closer.

The pure white livery makes it look a little out of place for this fleet, but if you look at its size, it blends perfectly into the environment.

Soon, the captain of the patrol ship boarded the Liaoning and prepared for the handover of the follow-up work.

As soon as he boarded the overtime, the captain Li Wan excitedly greeted Luan Yijun and Cao Gangchuan, and said with a smile:

"Two leaders, thanks to you, I can be regarded as a person who has been on an aircraft carrier!"

How do you sound like this? Welcome, welcome to see how we are doing! ”

"That's definitely not true, the Reagan has forced you away, and this time the team has made a great contribution!"

"You may not know that you are at sea, but before I came out, I heard that the commendation for you was about to be concluded. You just wait and see, maybe this time, you will get a collective second-class merit! ”

Hearing Li Wan's words, Luan Yijun and Cao Gangchuan's faces showed knowing smiles at the same time.

To be honest, in peacetime, although it is not easy to get a collective second-class merit, it is not too difficult.

According to the information they have in their own hands, this commendation must be more than just second-class merit.

However, in front of Li Wan, saying this kind of thing was somewhat of a show-off, so the two closed their mouths tacitly, and only verbally echoed a few words, "It is the credit of soldiers and scientific researchers."

After some greetings, the handover of the two teams officially began.

Luan Yijun handed over the latest measured sea state data to Li Wan and explained the precautions during the patrol, and the specific tasks of the patrol fleet were subject to the mission briefing it received.

"The overall situation is like this, and at present, it is unlikely that there will be new developments on the part of the island countries."

"In addition, the East China Sea Fleet will send ships to carry out routine patrols in the future, and we will also keep an eye on the movement trajectory of the US aircraft carrier, and will respond as soon as there is any abnormal movement."

"However, you still have to pay attention to safety, and in case of accidents, don't fight hard."

"The Air Force will always be on patrol, even if we are too late, just wait for their support."

"Rest assured, rest assured."

Li Wan patted his chest and said:

"Don't say whether Lao Mei has the courage to come, even if they have the courage to come, we don't have a reason to let them go back easily."

"The guns on our ship are not vegetarians, and they can fight if they are in a hurry."

Luan Yijun shook his head and did not speak.

He knew that Li Wan's proud speech was actually just to make himself feel at ease.

If you really want to fight, these patrol boats can last a few minutes? ——

However, there is one thing that needs not be doubted.

That is, all the patrol ships rushing to this sea area are ready for Xu Guo.

"Let's hope everything goes well"

"It's going to go well!"

Li Wan replied firmly.

A few days later.

Jay Lun flew at an altitude of 7,000 meters and carried out routine patrols and training missions for the day.

His right hand clenched the joystick, and even in level flight, he didn't dare to slack off.

Of course, this is not because the training subjects are too difficult for him, but because the psychological shadow left on him by the previous two missiles is too great.

——

It was the first time he had confronted war so closely, and before that, he felt that the narrative of "war" was either a cold war manual or a deliberately concocted propaganda story that could not be distinguished from the false.

For a long time, his impression of the so-called war was actually one-sided.

He thought that he would only need to press a few buttons and flick a few joysticks to accomplish his entire mission as a pilot as he did in training.

But clearly, this is not the case.

When the enemy's trace appeared on the radar, the first thing he felt was not the excitement of approaching the enemy, but the fear of death.

No matter how weak the other party is, so what?

You can still be hit by a missile and then disintegrate with your own fighter in the Pacific Ocean, with no room for escape.

What's more, the other party is not weak at all.

This, from the reaction of the superiors, is enough to speculate.

In front of their own side, they sent missiles into their own control area, and the superiors chose not to immediately retaliate and provoke back, but to retreat and adjust the mission plan.

Isn't that telling the story?

They were scared.

Jay let out a long sigh, slowly lowered his height, and reached out to remove the stuffy breathing mask.

"It's been a quiet day, Patrick, how are you doing?"

A moment later, Patrick's answer came over the radio:

"It's quiet, it's just our own people."

"The other party won't react so quickly, their aircraft carrier fleet is still on the side of Akawei Island."

"The next week or two, we can all spend it as a vacation."

Hearing Patrick's words, Jaylen couldn't help but laugh.

Such a holiday?

High-intensity training every day, the level 2 + FQ state that has never been canceled, and the atmosphere of battle that is constantly rendered

If this can also be called a holiday, then the life I used to live is probably really a heavenly day.

"So, are we really going to stay here for a long time? Has the wind changed in the South Island? ”

Jaylen asked.

"It hasn't changed, it's just that the strategy has changed."

"You know very well that we no longer have the ability to suppress the opponent by relying solely on frontal confrontation, so what we have to do is nothing more than a side attack."

"After we make a detour to the back of the South Island, that's the real protracted battle."

"How long will it last?"

"Who knows? Maybe three months, maybe half a year. It depends on the condition of that legendary weapon. ”

"No conclusion yet?"

"No, that's their biggest killer feature, it's very difficult to get information, prepare to go back, your training is over."

"Roger, ready to return."

Jay Lun sent a signal to the tower to return home, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed a flickering point of light on the radar screen.

He immediately shifted his gaze to the screen, but when he looked again, the point of light was gone.

Jaylen's heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately turned on the radio and asked Patrick:

"Do you see something on the radar?"

"Something? What is it? ”

Patrick's tone was a little confused.

"I saw a point of light flashing, about 100 kilometers away from us, to the northwest."

"But it only appeared for less than a second, and then disappeared immediately."

"It's normal."

Patrick's tone was lighthearted.

"It's just an occasional clutter jam, which is a common occurrence in radar systems."

Hearing Patrick's words, Jaylen couldn't help frowning.

That's a very good reason, but it doesn't always seem right.

He stared at the radar screen, and at that moment, the point of light reappeared.

"It's coming! That's him! ”

And this time, Patrick also noticed the signal of the light spot.

But his tone remained calm.

"Take it easy, Jay. The radar system did not give an alarm, the signal strength was too weak, and this was definitely clutter. ”

"Also, you said it was in the northwest, but at the moment it is in the northeast, and we have no signs of electromagnetic interference."

"Don't think about it, let's go back as planned."

"At such a close distance, it's better to think of it as an alien spaceship -—— UFO than an enemy, you know?"

Jalen's hand gripped the throttle lever tightly, and he didn't let go of Patrick's comfort.

His vigilance turned out to be meaningful.

Because just a dozen seconds later, just after he had completed his return turn, in his sight, a pure black, strangely shaped flying machine, dragging blue firelight, flew by at unimaginable high speed.

This is definitely not your own aircraft.

There is no such thing on board an aircraft carrier.

Before he had time to think about it, Jay immediately pushed the throttle, and the push back feeling brought by the afterburner slammed him onto the back of the seat, and the speed of this FA-18 instantly increased to more than Mach 1.5.

But the figure of the flying machine is getting farther and farther away.

Jaylen put on his breathing mask, and he felt like the blood in his body had stopped flowing.

"The fire control radar can't lock, Patrick, datalink!"

Jaylen shouted.

In less than 5 seconds, the aircraft had completely flown out of visual distance.

And the AWACS aircraft in the air barely caught its shadow at this time.

"Can't lock, it's fast!"

"The height is rising, Jay, pull up!"

"Height 9000, still rising."

"11,000, the speed has reached Mach 4."

"15,000 speed Mach 6 we lost."

Patrick's voice trembled a little.

And Jay in FA-18 was once again soaked in cold sweat.

What is that.

He stared blankly at the empty sky in front of him.

At this moment, the cognition of "flight" that he had built up for more than ten years had been completely broken.

(End of chapter)