In the sky above the 88th theater, there is an F5 Tiger fighter with the same wingman flying one after the other. The long plane in front of it was painted with bells and whistles, and the fuselage was painted with naked women and playing cards and the like—this was Bofu's F5 fighter. The wingman in the back is painted with desert yellow stripes, and the number on it is clearly visible. Both aircraft carry two Sidewinder missiles and drop fuel tanks under their bellies, which is a typical front-line patrol equipment.

As mercenaries with their own weapons, it is naturally their freedom to paint the plane, but if the weapon is provided by the merchant, then it can only be painted according to the employer's requirements....... Bofu's fighter is one of the most fancy planes in Base 88. "It's another quiet day...... Speaking of which, I've been here for almost a month, and I haven't seen a single battle in a single battle. Bo Fu said this over the radio to his wingman.

"Isn't that good, I wish I had spent three years like this and then went home. "The wingman assigned to Bofu on this day is none other than Asuka Shin. This guy's flying skills are simply that of a passenger plane pilot, and he habitually moves smoothly and without making big maneuvers - it is estimated that it is enough as a missile launch platform. Just as the two were talking, Bo Fu suddenly ordered: "Okay, stop talking nonsense." We started to climb, there was a situation. ”

Within his diffuse three-dimensional sensing range, three foreign objects had broken in more than forty kilometers away. The F5's radar did not detect it at all, presumably because the other party broke through at a height of more than 200 meters above the surface. The orientation of the three targets directly pointed to the 88th base, and as a patrol crew, Bo Fu naturally had to transmit the detected targets back as soon as possible. Then an interception is initiated. After radioing the position and altitude of enemy aircraft to the base. Bo Fu climbed with Asuka Zhen. Use the clouds to cover your body - honestly, if you do get within range of the opponent's radar, it's useless. Twenty kilometers away, Bo Fu had already seen the enemy plane in the low sky, he shook his wings to indicate the target for Asuka Zhen, and then quickly turned upside down and flew straight down.

During the flight, Bofu began to warm up the missiles - there were only two Sidewinder missiles in total, and as infrared combat missiles they had very limited range. Asuka behind him scrambled to make moves trying to follow Bo Fu, but the poor maneuvering made him fall behind a lot. "After all, this kid can only fly Boeing airliners......." Bo Fu sighed. Then the drop tanks were abandoned. Asuka was still moving slowly, the plane's maneuvering was a mess, and he didn't abandon the fuel tank—probably because he forgot it because of nervousness.

The three planes on the other side were also recognizable - at least the MiG-21 could be identified by Bo Fu's vision, and these three planes also seemed to have spotted Bo Fu's fighters. They were typical triangular formations, and it was supposed that the wingman behind had spotted the Pygisman that had swooped down from the zenith. Almost immediately, the three planes came to a flower, and except for the lead plane, which did not change the direction of flight, the other two wingmen quickly pulled away from side to side. "Why?, are you going to use the long plane as bait?" Birfu muttered, and then he looked behind him—it was empty....... poor bird really didn't know where it had flown to.

The G-force from the high-speed dive pressed Bo Fu to his seat, and the plane was unable to launch missiles in this state. The reckless Bo Fu also lowered the throttle and steered the fighter to reduce his speed and level it out - which made his current position exactly 1,600 meters in the center of the three enemy planes. Bo Fu stared at the front of him, one thousand and one hundred meters below him. At the same time, the enemy's long plane, which is eleven kilometers away, is ready to bite the guy's six points.

The other party suddenly began to climb. While quickly closing the distance with Bo Fu, the speed also decreased significantly, and the two wingmen had already completed the roll at this time, just one left and one right behind Bo Fu, eight kilometers away. The three planes fired missiles almost simultaneously - Bo Fu locked all two Sidewinders under his wings in one fell swoop, and the enemy commander in front of him shot out....... and the two opposing wingmen behind him did the same thing - except that they each fired an AA2. At this time, the two enemy planes had already approached a very close place that was only four kilometers away from Bo Fu's F5, and Bo Fu could already see clearly the appearance of the rapidly climbing enemy plane in front of him, "Is it also a mercenary....... it's just a MiG-21, what are you painting like a great white shark?"

But it's no longer a question of the other party's liveries - while the other wingman is laughing at the low-level aesthetic of the rebel mercenary pilot, the problem now is that if he turns his head to look, he can see the shiny missile on a wild trajectory ready to make a close encounter with his fighter. The super spatial sensing ability can't help Bo Fu directly detonate the opponent's missiles in the air, if this world is not so tight--two missiles are a bird! Even a nuclear warhead is only air! But now Bo Fu can only curse in various languages, and then frantically pull the joystick - and be careful not to accidentally pull out the pole.......

With a series of maneuvers that would have disintegrated the F5, a light fighter, in an effort to get rid of the AA2 missiles that were getting closer and closer, Bo Fu could have said that if it weren't for his physical strength far exceeding that of mortals, he would have gone black and let his plane free fall by now. But now he couldn't get rid of the damn missile behind him with this maneuver that made him sweat coldly, and it was estimated that in a few seconds, if it was still like this, Bo Fu would soon become destitute......

Bo Fu cursed loudly and began to dive, flying close to the ground with a terrifying reaction speed - only fifty meters from the surface, even lower than part of the sand dunes....... the sand dunes that reflected the sunlight in the sun radiated heat, and the export type of AA2 was the monkey version according to the tradition of Lao Maozi, and the ability to resist interference was weakened to a certain extent, so the tracking trajectory went a little wrong. Bo Fu looked at the two missiles that were thrown farther and farther away, and breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, and it was only at this time that he could take a moment to see the fate of the guy who was locked by the two rattlesnakes above. Just as the two missiles behind him exploded at the end of their range, Bo Fu also saw the fate of the guy above his head - the tail was obviously damaged, and half of the fuselage was pitch black and smoking, and it was unknown whether he could fly back, but it was definitely true that he couldn't launch an attack.

But there is also trouble, the two wingmen MiG-21 have pounced, and it is estimated that the second round of missiles will be launched soon, and at this time the Bofu is already at a low altitude, and the maneuverability is greatly limited, and the MiG-21 occupies the advantage of altitude and speed.......

At this time, an F5 suddenly appeared in the sky, and after launching two missiles, it was directly inserted between the two MiGs in a daze. "Damn, this thing didn't lock on!" The two missiles fell under a parabolic line in free fall.......... and right in front of Bo Fu's eyes, Asuka Zhen, a rookie, was easily locked onto and shot down - at the cost of one more missile for each party.

Fortunately, this guy parachuted in time, "Now your dream of going home for three years is shattered......" Bo Fu took this opportunity to quickly pull up, and opened fire while rolling over, and under Bo Fu's ability to sense and predict three-dimensional space, the 20 mm shell hit one of the MiG-21s. Two smoking MiG-21s, escorted by a MiG that had also run out of missiles, left the battlefield and began to return - the mercenaries of the last plane were reluctant to risk fighting Bo Fu, just for the money... It's not worth it.

Bo Fu flew over Asuka Mako, who had fallen to the ground, and shook his wings to indicate that he would summon rescue and then continue the patrol mission. "Today's battle is estimated to be basically no loss or profit with subsidies, but unfortunately the bonus for injuring the opponent is relatively low......" (to be continued......