Mr. Peng stood up again, his face no longer had the same calmness as before.
Two planes on the other side had appeared, but they just didn't come in, which made his net last a little long.
What made him even more worried was whether the other party would notice anything and let their preparations be wasted.
If the goal cannot be achieved, then what is the endurance of the first two times?
joke?
Mr. Peng took two steps, looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the command center, took a deep breath, and walked to the communications office, "Take me the Guangdong Mansion."
The communications officer immediately made a phone call and handed over the microphone to Mr. Peng in a short while.
"Han Tornado, it's me."
"Old Peng is good."
"No, I'm very bad now. Tell me what's going on over there?"
Han Tornado on the other end of the phone chilled, and he quickly explained, "Mr. Peng, we strictly follow the plan and implement the necessary defense strategies. Nothing else has taken action..."
Han Xuanfeng was talking when he suddenly saw the chief of staff beside him running over with a phone cover, his face filled with joy.
"Mr. Peng, please wait a little longer!"
Han Zoomfeng quickly turned his head, "What's wrong?"
"Here, this stupidity is finally here!"
"Damn it, I was scared and thought I wasn't here."
Han Xuanfeng took a deep breath, then immediately turned his head and said to the microphone, "Mr. Peng, the customer is here."
“We’re ready to serve.”
"good!"
Mr. Peng hit the table with one hand and was about to speak, but he saw the phone ringing not far away. After answering it, the staff officer looked excited, which was obviously a good thing.
"You do as planned, and don't alert the enemy."
"I want to give him a whole pot."
"Yes! Ensure the task is completed!"
When Han Zoomfeng's voice came, Mr. Peng hung up the phone.
At this moment, the staff officer said, "Mr. Peng, the other party has entered my identification airspace and is advancing rapidly towards the northwest."
"good!"
"Let Lao Zhang push me up and pay attention to the heat!"
Mr. Peng clapped his hands together, and after giving the task, he walked in the command center again, "Ask Shanghai and Sijiucheng if there is any movement there."
"yes!"
Call out the phone.
At the same time, Han Xianfeng stood in front of the map, his ears were filled with staff reporting.
"Report, the other party heads north and enters our territory in two minutes."
"Report, our third squadron is heading to stop it."
"Reported, the opponent broke through the third squadron's blockade, and we fired three missiles, but the opponent was not damaged and was heading northwest."
"Report..."
Han Xuanfeng looked at the other party's flight trajectory and frowned. It was a bit difficult to keep the other party like this.
"Appointment, ground prevention and control firepower will be added, missiles and anti-aircraft guns will be fired for me."
"Let everyone not be stingy with ammunition. If they can't kill them, it will be useless to spend any amount."
"I've won the battle, and there are not many opportunities in the future. I'll keep it for the New Year."
Han Tornado issued an order, and soon the various hills, air defense battalions and anti-aircraft clusters began to tilt their firepower.
Over the sky.
The Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft code-named Thunderbird is shuttled through the altitude of 30,000 meters, and its speed is even mentioned in Mach 3.
The driver Jerry was concentrating on controlling the Blackbird reconnaissance plane, with artillery fire behind him, and the rumbling explosion sounded more like welcoming their arrival.
"Hi, Mr. Jerry, do you think about it now?"
Sam sat behind, looking calm.
His eyes swept thousands of meters below, and the planes seemed to be specially escorting him. The missiles fired were just cannons to hit mosquitoes and could not get along with him at all.
"Sam, I feel that the other party's resistance this time is very strong."
Jerry looked at the display on the plane, which was prompting that the missile below was locking him, but this was a common occurrence for him.
The movements in his hands were not slow, and the flexibility of the Black Bird reconnaissance aircraft was fully released at this moment. At superb speed, with a gentle turn, the plane drew an arc in the air, throwing all the planes and missiles behind him down.
Ten thousand meters behind him, the pilot gritted his teeth in the J-7 fighter jet.
"Captain, this bastard is too arrogant."
The voice of the wingman came, and the pilot aircraft was silent.
If anger was useful, they would have unified the world long ago.
It is precisely because they know that it is useless that they can only bear it silently.
However, thinking of the killer weapon hidden in the airport, a ruthless look appeared on the captain's face.
In order to perform the confusing task better, he was transferred, thus giving up the opportunity to drive the White Horse.
Although he was a little regretful, he would not regret it.
Because he knew that all he was doing now was for the fatal blow that would not be long before.
The final dagger is important, but the picture that was unfolded in the early stage is also wonderful.
"Please take care of each team and continue as planned."
"Remember, this is our mission. If anyone messes up, take off this outfit for me."
"My third team will not raise idle people!"
"Is it clear?"
The captain said coldly, and a neat echo immediately came from the microphone, "Yes!"
"Squad 6, you go to Area 8, and the other teams will come back and recharge."
The captain issued an order again, and soon four J-7 in the fleet began to accelerate to detour north. Although the distance was constantly increasing, the opponent's goal was unchanged, so just wait on the road north.
The remaining few planes with lighted missiles began to return.
Although Jerry was avoiding underground firepower on the Thunderbird, his mind was always on the radar. Seeing the aircraft group behind him scattered, the stone hanging in his heart finally dropped.
All the other party's behavior so far is within his expectations, which also shows that the other party's reaction is the same as last time.
In this way, there is no need to worry.
Looking at the anti-aircraft shells exploded thousands of meters below, Jerry showed a hint of sarcasm.
How many years have you been old antiques, and you still want to use this weapon to shoot them down?
Unless he lowers the height by half, the other party is a little likely.
However, there are at least ten positions for these anti-aircraft guns flying over along the way.
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"Sam, have you taken the anti-shooting base below?"
Jerry took the time to ask. Sam was busy manipulating the camera. He heard this and just replied ok, and then continued to be busy.
He is very concerned about jobs that can earn them a generous salary.
Especially if the firepower points arranged along the border line are recorded and handed over to the top, they will definitely give a big bonus.
This is a good thing.
"It's almost time, it's time for us to do the job."
Jerry looked at several planes flying suddenly in front of him, and the missiles on the work-payment plane that was talking were launched.
Jerry knew that this should be a support from another airport.
I met it last time, and later I went back and learned from the intelligence department that this was the other party’s military base in southern Yunnan, and the aircraft equipped was also J-7.
He has sufficient experience in dealing with this kind of aircraft.
So, when the missile rushed upwards, the plane Jerry had turned north and its speed increased again, directly reaching Mach 3.2.
“Oh~~~”
"It's so cool~~~"
"We are invincible, shit, follow us..."
In the back seat, Sam was pressed on the seat by powerful force, and his face was even more excited.
"Big tree, I am a thunderbird. I have entered the other party's airspace and are moving towards my target."
"Repeat, I am a Thunderbird, I have entered the other party's airspace and are moving towards my target."
The communicator was silent for two seconds, and then the sound of the base came, "Thunderbird, I am a big tree. I received the message and everything is normal."
"Repeat, receive the message, everything is fine."
"Received, Thunderbird received it, and will report the situation once a minute, and receive it."
"receive."
The voice in the communicator was calm, and Jerry looked at the plane that suddenly appeared below, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously this is the plane that divided the troops just now.
But so what?
It is to see through our purpose and wait halfway in advance, so what?
Not just eating below.
Strength is the voice of speaking.
Whoosh~~~
A black figure swept through the sky, and the pilots of the sixth team below drove out all the Pili II carried.
Can...
Looking at the flying black bird, the team leader gritted his teeth and reported the situation.
When Han Tornado got the reward, he immediately looked at his watch, 1:35.
In other words, their full resistance only entangled for ten minutes.
No, it should be less than ten minutes.
At the opponent's speed, it only takes five minutes to reach the target location, and then take three or four minutes to capture the situation around the inland.
In other words, the other party will return in eight minutes.
Adding to the time they appeared on the screen, they only have ten minutes to perform the final blow.
Time is urgent.
After picking up the phone, Han Zombie immediately reported the situation. He needed independent decision-making power, otherwise there would be no need to fight this battle.
Shengjing.
The black birds in the sky were advancing in the fire. The difference was that the pilots that were flying this time were much more "rampant" than Jerry.
The blackbird, code-named Nightingale, flew at an altitude of 20,000 meters throughout the journey, and even had a speed of only one Mach three.
The J-7 around was like a group of bees, rushing up one by one, and the missiles were thrown over like matches, and even the ammunition of the machine cannon was tilting.
After finishing the ammunition one by one, he returned, and rushed up again.
In the cockpit, the arrogant pilot was shouting at the communicator, "Bird's Nest, the neighbors are very enthusiastic."
"I couldn't help but want to possess and kiss their ass."
"Hahaha, so enthusiastic, oh, damn, there are so many planes, what are they going to do?"
"Oh, this is the enthusiasm of Sister J-Qi. I can't bear it anymore."
"Damn it, why does my Nightingale have no missiles? I want to protest. I want to protest seriously. Even if I give me a M60, I can wipe their butts..."
The communicator was filled with howling sounds, and the technician sitting in the back row was speechless.
But after being with this partner for so long, I'm used to it.
The most important thing is that this person is the ace among the aces. He has fought with the Alliance planes many times with Europa. He has proved his ability to survive until now.
But speaking of this, the difficulty here is far worse than that of the Europa League. Even the second-tier troops in the league, he dare not be so arrogant.
I can only say that the people here are too useless.
"Ace, stop playing, news comes from the Bird's Nest, it's time to do the job."
The voice of a technician came from the headset. Ace, who was driving the nightingale, curled his lips when he heard this, "Old John, I'm just about to have fun, you'll pour cold water."
"Be careful I'll grab all your cigars."
Old John behind him shook his head speechlessly. This guy's mind will never be on the same channel.
"Okay, hurry up, don't waste time, don't you still have to find Sister Bangzi?"
Old John replied, Ace immediately widened his eyes, and then the Nightingale suddenly pulled up, and rushed directly to Mach 3.5, and quickly flew into the sky.
Old John in the back seat was squeezed into the seat unexpectedly, and he became depressed.
"Damn Ace, you can't say, I'll kill you when I go back."
"Hahaha, Old John, that's not possible? We are invincible Blackbird pilots!"