In the dark night, a fleet of aircraft flew against the sea. The propellers stirred the air, and the buzzing sounded murderous intent. This fleet of twelve ‘super toucans’ was close to Cuba from the west. Their route was to enter the land from Batanova Bay and attack Havana, the old nest of the Aurora Legion.

Leading the team to lead the plane, the commander in charge of the operation looked at the inertial navigation map on the airborne avionics, and after confirming that he was about to arrive at his destination, he broke the radio silence, "The team went to bomb the Havana refinery, Team B went to destroy the port, and the team followed me to the Capitol to shout Captain Hugo Legion to get up."

Hahaha..., a burst of laughter rang out from the radio of the attack fleet. They quickly divided into three, and as they passed through Batanova Bay, they rushed towards their different targets.

These ‘super toucans’ all carry photoelectric pods and precision-guided bombs. Once the ground target is locked by them, they will inevitably be destroyed.

"Sir, can I have a drink when I go back?" someone asked on the radio.

The commander of the team leader sneered a few times, "If you can kill Victor Hugo, I can let you drink enough. I can also provide you with ten women so that you can't get into bed every day."

There was another burst of laughter on the radio. These pilots were all old birds. They had a thousand experience in driving and were extremely powerful in combat. Just as they were laughing, several red dots suddenly appeared on the dark ground, and followed several missiles.

"Reduce the altitude and release interference." The commander of the leader was very calm. He responded correctly the moment he discovered the situation. More than a dozen propeller fighters were originally flying at an altitude of 100 meters, but immediately slid down and dodged after encountering an attack.

Faced with the ultra-low-altitude fighter jets, the attack window for individual air defense missiles on the ground was too high. Moreover, the missiles launched did not seem to be very advanced, and the guide head was easily deceived by infrared bait.

The opponent's air defense silenced the entire fleet, but their morale increased greatly when they avoided it without any danger. Adrenaline stimulated these pilots to fight in a more focused and excited state.

It took only 20 or 30 kilometers from Batanova Bay to Havana, and it took less than ten minutes to fly over the ‘Super Toucan’. The avionics LCD screen of the fighter aircraft showed the terrain of the photoelectric pod scanning, and the leading commander quickly found the Capitol, which was the center of the Aurora Legion.

The Super Toucan, who was in charge of the attack, carried two B-39 guided bombs, and one of the team's fighters began to aim with the photoelectric pod. After the laser was locked, the weapon operator in the back seat lightly buckled the button, and the body slammed and threw a bomb down.

Just as the guided bomb left the plane, a tongue of flame suddenly rushed down from the sky. A type of air-to-air missile flew in the darkness and hit the carrier aircraft that threw the bomb in an instant. The bomb that lost the guide immediately rushed forward like a fool.

Suddenly, fireworks exploded in the night sky, and a "Super Toucan" with the "Aurora" military logo was printed in the light and shadow. This fighter of the same model flew extremely fiercely, constantly maneuvering at an angle and twisting in the sky, which was very flexible.

"Don't panic, there are not many opponents." The commander of the attacking fleet ordered the team members to continue the attack mission, while he himself ordered the weapon operator to throw away the bombs he carried with him to reduce the burden, and said calmly on the radio: "I'll deal with this manic and restless guy."

The performance of the two hostile "Super Toucans" is exactly the same. Whoever wins depends on the quality of the pilot. The commander of the fleet who led the team this time has absolute confidence in his abilities. He is an air combat instructor with thousands of flight experience.

"Our opponent is interesting." The incoming commander turned around the fuselage and turned to find the opponent who attacked just now. He soon found that his enemy's skills were not delicate enough, his movements were violent and rough, and he looked like a rookie. "The pilot in front responded very quickly."

The air combat in the dark all depends on photoelectric pods and radars. The incoming commander saw the frigid fighter plane almost hit the ground several times, but it could always correct its course in a rough manner at the last moment.

The purpose of the incoming commander was to drive out the troubled air defense fighter so that his subordinates could launch a safe attack on the ground. However, the opponent who had just achieved the results continued to kill him without fear of death. A further air-to-air missile flew out from afar and killed another.

A string of bullets from the incoming commander rubbed the body of the fighter jet that was not afraid of death. With just a little error, the team had a ground-attack fighter jet left. This time it did not dare to play around anymore, and quickly threw away the bombs on the ground, instead killing the opponent who was entangled with it first.

The pilots on the two incoming fighter jets had extremely strong air combat skills, but during the continuous rear-end collision and locking, they found that their opponent's ability was obviously improving rapidly. At the beginning, the opponent was still flying recklessly, but soon used several consecutive deception movements to turn to the back of their butts.

The roar of the propeller constantly resounded throughout the Havana night sky, and thousands of citizens were hiding in the city where light control was already in place.

Occasionally, someone leans into the night sky from the buildings they are hiding, and you will find that fire chains pass by the sky from time to time. It is a string of large-caliber machine gun bullets firing violently.

The battle continues, and the situation is even more heartbreaking. The people in the city are eager to end the battle soon, but who won after it ends?

The engines that were rising and falling were roaring back and forth in the sky. Suddenly, a spark exploded again in the sky, followed by a broken body falling to the ground with hot flames, exploding countless fire points.

The falling body hit a city building, and the wreckage fell from the dilapidated walls, making a stunning sound. Seeing this scene, hundreds of people suddenly appeared near the building, and they squeezed out from their doors or windows to look at the sky and then the ground.

"Put the fire and save people, don't be dazed." Someone shouted loudly in the house and took the initiative to run out with a bucket of water. The city of quasi-military management has strict discipline. One person leads the way, and hundreds of young and strong followers, and buckets of water splashed onto the still burning body.

The flames of the body were quickly extinguished, the broken skeletons and skins were surrounded by people, and even the burnt corpse in the cabin was carried out. Next...

A weak voice among the onlookers asked, "Is it our pilot?"

"Looking at the aircraft model is the 'Super Toucan' equipped by our Air Force. This aircraft is relatively fuel-efficient, has a large number, and is easy to maintain. It is the most suitable fighter at present." Someone explained.

"Oh my God, it's really our plane that was shot down? So who else will protect us in the future?" Someone judged from the fighter model that his own people were killed.

But soon someone shouted loudly: "Don't worry, it's not our plane. Our plane is not painted like this. This is the invader's plane, and its model is just the same as ours."

No one believed this at the beginning, but when the wreckage of the tail of the machine was spliced ​​together, the conclusion was really not painted by the Aurora Legion Air Force. The news instantly attracted the sound of thunder and thunder, and the people who were nervous all night began to scream wildly.

“Our Air Force defends our airspace.”

"Hahaha..., the Air Force guy is good."
Chapter completed!