"Chief, why are we doing this job?"

Hu Jialiang asked in disbelief.

Zhao Gang, who was in charge of this conversation, naturally knew that it was difficult for Hu Jialiang, who had been in the combat unit, to accept.

So he patiently explained:

"Xiaohu, although we also had internal battles before."

"But, after all, it's just a confrontation within each unit."

"In terms of professionalism and durability, it is not up to the standard of actual combat."

"The formation of a professional blue army this time is to create a professional imaginary enemy force that can act as a whetstone for each unit."

In fact, the idea of forming a professional blue army has been around for a long time, but it has not been formed for many reasons.

From fighter planes to personnel, there are relatively large difficulties.

It is only in recent years, with the development of the economy, that this idea has the possibility of further becoming a reality.

Hu Jialiang actually doesn't have much opinion on his whereabouts.

It's just that the Blues' reputation was not good before, so they have concerns.

The Blues, for the most part, at this time, were nothing more than the unlucky bastards of the Red Army who beat up according to the script.

"This time, the equipment of the Blues will be on par with the best in the world."

Speaking of this, Zhao Gang threw out a bombshell news in a timely manner.

Hu Jialiang raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and said:

"Including fourth-generation fighters?"

There have been rumors that the design and manufacture of the domestic fourth-generation aircraft has been completed, but it is still being improved and has not been finalized.

Zhao Gang nodded: "Including the fourth-generation fighter against the F22." ”

In fact, the monthly production of fourth-generation aircraft is very low, only two or three aircraft are produced every month.

The main reason is that in many ways, it is still being improved, and mass production has not begun.

"When the time comes, there will be a squadron of fourth-generation aircraft for you to use."

Hu Jialiang was also a little surprised at this time: "So much, it's too bloody." ”

A squadron of twelve fighters.

Hu Jialiang just thought that it would be good to have three or four planes to form a combat team.

"Hmm."

"There is a lot of determination on the top, and originally these fighters were to be equipped with front-line troops."

Zhao Gang also took advantage of this reason and said:

"But considering the equipment of the professional blue army troops, it was decided to give all this batch of fighters to the professional blue army."

Being able to fly on a fourth-generation aircraft and move to the Blues also seems to be a good thing.

Hu Jialiang didn't understand it at this time, but said to Zhao Gang with a smile:

"Thank you, Chief, for giving me this opportunity."

As a good Air Force pilot, it is certainly a great pleasure to be able to fly a state-of-the-art fighter jet.

Zhao Gang naturally knew this truth, so he didn't mind too much.

"It's not just about changing your outfits, it's also about changing your tactics."

"We must simulate our imaginary enemy in all directions."

"You have to be prepared to study hard."

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Gang said with some meaning.

Today's Eagle Sauce has the world's largest air force.

But the Blue Army, which is responsible for simulating his most cutting-edge combat power, is naturally not so easy.

First of all, there is the issue of flight duration.

After the J-10 was replaced, due to the relatively long service life of the turbofan 10 used, the annual flight time became much longer.

However, Air Force pilots generally fly less than 150 hours a year.

According to the general knowledge of pilots in the International Air Force, pilots who want to fly fighter jets well must have at least 120 hours a year.

180 hours is generally a good level.

And the ace pilots, generally after 220 hours.

In the same way that the army sharpshooters are fed with bullets, the aces of the Air Force are also fed with fighter flight time.

Of course, this is all time spent flying on the actual aircraft, and does not include the time spent on the training aircraft and simulator.

Some pilots who claim to have accumulated more than 2,000 hours of flight time are actually adding their time on simulators.

If this is the case, then an air combat ace such as Hu Jialiang will fly two or three times as long as it used to be every year.

'Don't think you're good, there's a lot of great people in the Blues, don't be too high-profile there.'

Zhao Gang said after taking a serious look at Hu Jialiang.

As the winner of the second Golden Helmet individual battle, Hu Jialiang naturally has his own pride.

However, he is not the only fierce man in the Air Force.

"Are there any other characters that are more powerful?"

Hu Jialiang asked with some curiosity, not knowing if he would be able to meet some old friends at that time.

"Old Ray?"

"Or Xiao Song?"

In the first Golden Helmet, Lei Gang drove the J-10 S and left a deep impression on him.

In the third session, the young Song Changming made his eyes dark.

Lei Gang and Song Changming, who were far away in a foreign country, sneezed together.

"They have other tasks at the moment, but they will be transferred later." Zhao Gang said.

"However, Bai Xuejun, who led the team to win the team's golden helmet before, has been confirmed to be transferred."

Individual battles can only be regarded as icing on the cake in the Golden Helmet competition.

The real highlight is actually the team competition.

Only in the team competition can the level of each team be truly reflected.

The battle group led by Bai Xuejun is the leader in the team competition.

So far, they have won the team competition twice in a total of four Golden Helmets.

Bai Xuejun's air combat tactics are elusive, and they often fall into their trap before you know it.

"Bai Xuejun, this dog thing, are you going too?"

Hu Jialiang was really surprised at this time.

Because Bai Xuejun often uses some tactics, he generally does not have any good words in other people's evaluations.

After all, the heart of playing tactics is dirty.

"Watch the words!" Zhao Gang said with some seriousness.

"Are their old troops willing to let him go?" Hu Jialiang didn't pay much attention to Zhao Gang's words, and then asked.

"You are ready to prepare, report to the new unit next week."

Zhao Gang didn't want to say anything more to this guy at this time, so he sent him away directly.

——

"How many troops are this month?"

Hu Jialiang pushed the pilot's sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked Bai Xuejun beside him a little arrogantly.

"Sixth."

Bai Xuejun, who kept writing something on the battle record in his hand, replied without raising his head.

"Welcome back!"

Hu Jialiang greeted the pilots who were already leaving.

Of course, there was only one voice in response to him, the quintessence of the country and the middle fingers.

"Chief, it's not fair!"

In the director's department on the other side, a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows is venting his dissatisfaction.

Su Shangwu looked him up and down and said:

"Will the enemy negotiate fairness with you?"

"Will the war negotiate fairness with you?"

"If you want to be fair, don't come here!"

"There is only the most real battlefield here!"

The middle-aged man suddenly became honest, obviously knowing that he actually had no confidence.

Before I came, I actually made it clear that this is the most real battlefield.

And they have to face the fighter pilots of the highest level of the simulated Eagle Sauce Air Force.

However, even so, they underestimated the level of the Blues.

"Chief, we can't even see them the whole time, how can we fight?!"

The middle-aged man was also a little aggrieved.

In the battle just now, they didn't even feel the shadow of the Blues.

Just under the opponent's over-the-horizon missiles, they were destroyed one by one.

It's as if the enemy will become invisible, and it won't be detected at all.

"That's what you're going to be facing."

At this time, Su Shangwu stood up from his chair and said:

"According to our information, Eagle Sauce's stealth fourth-generation fighter has completed research and development work and is about to enter active service."

"The existing third-generation aircraft, in the face of stealth fighters, is likely to be like this."

"As for how to deal with it, it's up to you to figure it out."

The middle-aged man was a little unwilling: "Chief, don't we have a fourth-generation machine?" ”

"If the fighters were at the same level, we wouldn't necessarily lose!"

Obviously, he is not willing to accept that his defeat is due to his own problems, but believes that his opponent's equipment is too advanced.

This is not the first time that Su Shangwu has encountered an air combat commander who thought so after the war.

So he smiled and said:

"Give you a chance, how about they drive the J-10 to fight with you?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, nodded and said, "This time, we will definitely not lose like this!" ”

Su Shangwu has encountered such a situation several times during this time, so he is used to it.

Three days later, a confrontation began.

"Ah, there is one who is unwilling to die."

In the preparatory meeting before the start of the confrontation, Hu Jialiang said helplessly:

"Why, they can't accept the fact that they compare their own dishes?!"

Bai Xuejun is now the tactical commander of the Blue Army, specializing in the development of air combat tactics.

"Stop whining, it's not that easy to fight them."

"Didn't you almost get knocked down last time?!"

Listening to Hu Jialiang's ridicule, Bai Xuejun said with some seriousness.

From the outside, Bai Xuejun is a serious and righteous person.

In old movies, they are all images of decent actors.

I can't see at all that in the process of fighting, all kinds of dirty routines will be used.

"Last time it was an accident!"

Speaking of the last confrontation, it poked at Hu Jialiang's weakness.

In that confrontation, Hu Jialiang relied on his good skills and directly entered the center of the enemy's formation.

I was almost made of dumplings.

If it weren't for it, Bai Xuejun made a gesture of attacking from the periphery and scattered the enemy's formation.

Hu Jialiang may have to contribute his first shot down record.

"No matter what kind of enemy you face, you can't take it lightly!"

Bai Xuejun emphasized again after arranging the battle this time.

Except for Hu Jialiang, who had some thorns, most of the people present were actually quite serious.

Twelve J-10S fighters slowly drove out of the hangar.

The intervals between the fighters, all very short.

After one fighter took off, the second followed.

When the fleet led by Bai Xuejun had all taken off, the middle-aged man, who was the challenger, had just taken off four fighters.

Although this is not a complete representation of a fighter, it can be seen from this aspect alone that there is a major gap between the two sides in terms of piloting technology and confrontation concepts.

"Plan No. 3, prepare for the attack!"

After entering the sky, Bai Xuejun seemed to be a different person than when he was on the ground.

When he was on the ground, although he was more serious, he still had a sense of gentleness.

In the sky, it only gives people a cold feeling.

But everyone is used to his state.

They began to adjust their formations in accordance with the previous No. 3 plan.

Although according to the exercise plan, Bai Xuejun is the one who is being challenged, and they should be defended.

But Bai Xuejun didn't have such a concept at all, but launched an attack on the challenger troops.

Actually, it's also quite understandable.

Bai Xuejun knew very well that when they took off, they were able to gain a lot of time advantage.

If they can seize this time difference, they will be able to partially suppress their fighters at the airfield, or gain space superiority.

The engine of the warhawk roars!

Bai Xuejun didn't all launch a surprise attack from a high altitude.

There was also a combat group that made a surprise attack from a low altitude towards the Challenger airfield.

The commander of this combat group is Hu Jialiang, who has the strongest single-man combat quality in the entire Blue Army.

He is the only one who can take everyone to carry out ultra-low-altitude raids in mountainous areas.

This is a very high requirement for the pilot's flight literacy and psychology.

After all, if you are not careful, you risk hitting the mountain.

Belonging is dancing on the tip of a knife.

"Approaching the target airfield, ready for battle!"

With the afterburner turned on, the speed of the fighter quickly crossed the speed of sound.

Because of the tactics determined in advance, the fighter piloted by Hu Jialiang carried four air-to-ground missiles when it took off, instead of all of them.

This was due to the fact that before the war, it was determined that he would carry out such a plan.

The challengers didn't know that the Grim Reaper from the horizon was less than eighty kilometers away from them!

Although during the period of Hu Jialiang's raid, three more fighters completed takeoff.

But still five fighters, above the ground.

The ruthless low-altitude missile, detached from the payload, although started its own solid-fuel rocket engine.

At a speed like thunder, it struck towards the top of the airport runway.

The airfield's air defense radar finally spotted the missile when it was ten kilometers away.

But at this time, it was no longer to help.

The fighters who remained on the ground, their fate was already sealed.

Less than three minutes later, under the judgment of the director's department.

The runway of the airfield was badly damaged, and five fighters on the ground were scrapped.

Bai Xuejun, as soon as he made a move, gave a big gift to the other side.

However, the battle continues, and there will be many nightmares left for them.

(End of chapter)