The nightingale rushed into the blue sky and rushed towards the northwest.
Behind him, a group of J-7 pilots were breathing fire with their eyes, and they wanted to add two engines to the plane, and they wanted to rush up and bite this dog to death.
This time was the closest they had to succeed. The other party did not rely on highways and high altitudes to crush them, but competed with them.
But they just couldn't seize the opportunity.
On the ground, Zhang Laotie had a blue face and looked down at the time.
The airport staff behind him also had a dull face.
"How powerful do you brag about each person? You've seen it this time. I've bullied you very much, and I've bullied you very quickly?"
Old Zhang turned around and squirted at everyone. Although the people here were not his direct subordinates, they had to recognize any of them at this level.
Especially the base commander, Mr. Zhang's former subordinate, is now criticized by the old leader in person, so he naturally can't hold back his face.
When the leader’s face is unstoppable, the future of the people below can be imagined.
"Okay, follow the plan."
"If I messed up this time, go back and write a review for me!"
"The bird has come in, and I can't stay or not, and I just shivered when I watch it!"
Mr. Zhang put down his harsh words, and the commander's face changed, and his back teeth were creaking.
"Don't worry, old leader, I will come here in person this time and promise to take it down!"
Old Zhang looked back, then nodded and walked back.
Command.
"Mr. Peng, the plane has been in the trap and the plan is going on."
"Okay, what about the others?"
Mr. Peng held a cup of water and blew the tea inside, looking calm.
"According to reliable information from Shanghai, it has entered the scope of our attack."
"Only in Sijiucheng, the other party is still in the prevention and control identification area, and it seems that he has no intention of continuing to go deeper."
The Chief of Staff reported the situation and then analyzed, "I think the other party is concerned about the status of Sijiu City, so I'm hesitating."
"Safe? It's impossible, they want to fly over their heads every day."
Mr. Peng directly denied it with a sneer on his face, "If you have the opportunity to fly over Edo, will you be concerned about these?"
The chief of staff immediately shook his head when he heard this, "Even if I die there, I will have to be buried with me."
Mr. Peng smiled, "So, it's not that the other party is not coming, it's not time yet."
The Chief of Staff nodded, "What should we do? Wait for them?"
Mr. Peng held the cup in both hands, looking serious.
The eyes stay on the map.
Eight minutes have passed since the Guangdong Mansion.
There are also three minutes here in Shengjing.
Shanghai has also joined the Internet.
Calculate, there are three!
Time passes by minute by minute, and no one can guarantee what will happen in the next second.
After taking a sip, Mr. Peng quickly made a decision in his heart.
Ten birds are worse than one bird in the hand.
If you can't do things that are greedy for Shu, you can stop after seeing it. This is the right way.
Thinking of this, Mr. Peng put the cup on the table, then raised his head and looked at everyone.
Everyone also felt the seriousness in the atmosphere and were looking forward to it.
"I order."
Everyone stood upright.
"Operation Cage Birds has officially begun."
"Each department must carry forward the task without fear of sacrifice, failure, abandon distracting thoughts, and complete the task!"
"yes!"
The shouts roared at this moment, and then the communication consultants picked up the phone and called out.
Shanghai.
Since he has obtained huge results in fighting the F104 aircraft group, Zhang Wu, who is in charge of command, has been reused again with the help of the perfect record of this battle.
Zhang Wu was responsible for this battle in Shanghai.
At the beginning of the period, Zhang Wu refused.
Although he knew that this was an intentional promotion from his superiors, he was devoted to the surface ships, so what was it about to command the plane to fight?
This kind of thing must be left to professional counterparts.
He was still thinking about getting on the boat and going outside to surf.
As a result, when the report was called, the superior called him directly and criticized him. Not only did he scold him, he also said it specifically that if he messed up this time, let alone staying on the boat, it was this skin.
All have to be taken off.
There is no way, I can only drive the duck to put it on the shelves.
Fortunately, he didn't know anything, and he had some experience last time.
That is, believe in the ability of your nephew.
Who is the nephew?
Nonsense, of course it’s Yang Xiaotao.
The engine mechanism developed by Yang Xiaotao last time became a thunder missile, which directly gave them a big victory.
This time, the White Horse fighter was designed by Yang Xiaotao himself, and because he served as the commander, he knew more.
This made him more satisfied with this nephew.
I compared it with my two sons in my heart, so...
I wish I could pull out the belt and try it out a few times.
"Report to the head of the command, command, the cage bird plan officially begins."
Suddenly, the communications officer suddenly spoke, Zhang Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and his dark skin made him look full of evil spirits. Combined with the murderous aura from the battle, he looked even more fierce.
"Order, the White Horse Team attack."
"Smash this black bird down for me."
"yes!"
A roar came from the command center.
The next second, six White Horse fighters waiting for takeoff on the runway began to taxi. One minute later, all six planes took off.
Northwest Shanghai.
The blackbird reconnaissance aircraft code-named Firebird is advancing rapidly along the Yangtze River.
Their detection target was the situation on both sides of the Yangtze River. People from the senior management base suspected that there might be research bases for each other's ships on both sides of the Yangtze River, so they had to investigate carefully.
This time their purpose was to fly to Jiangling and investigate the surrounding situation.
On the Firebird plane, the pilot Phillips was a middle-aged bald man. His deep concave eyes and a hooked nose made him look very three-dimensional.
At this moment, Phillips was flying the plane to correct the direction. Although several planes were blocking it from time to time, in the 30,000-meter-high air, those annoying little guys could only set off fireworks to add some fun to him.
"Slander, is the machine ready?"
Phillips turned his head and glanced at the driver behind him, who nodded, and the machine in his hand was turned on.
At the same time, the click of the radio switch sounded, "Tower, call the tower, here is Firebird, Slander.over!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The tower is received, the tower is received.over!"
"Tower, I have reached the target area and am ready to perform the reconnaissance mission, over!"
“The tower has been received, requesting consent, over!”
"Firebird received, over!"
The radio turned off, Slander looked forward, "Phillips, let's get started."
"good!"
Phillips responded immediately, and then said, "The firebird takes off, 31,500 meters."
"receive!"
The plane flew up again until it stabilized and continued to move forward.
"The speed is reduced, Mach 2.5!"
Phillips continued to operate, and Slander nodded after hearing this, "I understand!"
As the speed of the aircraft decreases, the detection instruments carried on the aircraft begin to work.
In the West, the winding Yangtze River was quickly frozen into patterns by detection instruments.
The plane moved forward smoothly, and Phillips, who was flying the plane, still had leisure to look back at the situation.
There are still four planes behind me, and this is no different, so I feel a little relieved.
But he didn't know that a guy with a very white color was mixed in among the four planes.
In the direction he was moving forward, a fast-moving white horse was growing in place quickly. At the same time, he was telling the flight point to four white horses to start detouring to both sides.
The six White Horse fighters approached quickly like weaving bird cages.
"Tower, call the tower!"
"This is Firebird, real-time report, no situation, over!"
Phillips looked at the time and after a minute, he reported his safety to the base routine.
“The tower has been received, over!”
When the radio was turned off, Phillips unconsciously yawned. As he got older, his body was not as good as before.
I used to be drunk in a bar and stayed with girls for most of the night. I could fly as usual on the next day.
But what about now?
No more.
‘Maybe, it’s time to consider regressing to the second line.’
Thinking of this, Phillips turned his head to look at his old partner behind him, "Hey, Slander."
"Well, Phillips."
"Man, have you ever thought about what happened next?"
"What happened next?"
Slander didn't understand why, so he turned around and looked behind him.
Phillips nodded, "Yes, we are not young anymore, I think it's time to give young people a chance."
"Hi Phillips, what's going on..."
"I know it's a bit early to say this now, but we're all too young..."
"Hi man, I'm not talking about this, look at the back."
Slander's tone was a little surprised and his voice was even more anxious.
Phillips knew his partner's temper and quickly turned his head back.
The eyes were on the plane vaguely visible below, and there were four planes.
Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Phillips suddenly saw the difference.
Among the four planes, something was wrong with the one that was being held behind.
Although all four planes are painted in white, the one is obviously a bit big.
If he hadn't looked carefully, he would have thought it was five planes.
"Phillips, something is wrong, that plane is not small."
As a veteran, Slander has seen all kinds of aircraft, especially after years of intertwining with the alliance, he can tell at a glance what kind of aircraft model the other party is.
The planes here are made from imitation of the Alliance aircraft, so most aircraft can find the shadow of the Alliance.
But when you buy your plane later, it is different from the alliance.
Not only is he bigger, but the most conspicuous one is the two erected rear wings behind the plane. This is the first time he has seen him in his flight history.
"Slander, do you know what plane this is?"
"Why do I feel like the design style of this plane is very similar to ours?"
Phillips squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a while, and finally asked uncertainly.
Sland nodded, and as Phillips said, the shape of the plane really looks a bit like theirs.
"Phillips, be careful, I feel this is not simple."
"clear."
Phillips was also careful, and immediately prepared to speed up when he heard Slander's words.
The blackbird's head began to rise, and the two engines behind it sprayed out Mach rings, and the fuselage began to vibrate.
"Phillips, front left, what is that!"
Suddenly, Slander in the back row shouted loudly, and Phillips subconsciously looked to the front left after hearing this.
I saw a strange plane ahead rushing towards them.
What surprised them was that a conical white light ball with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared around the plane, which looked like a ballet skirt.
They are very familiar with that scene.
Because that is a strong pressure wave that only occurs when fighter planes fly at super high speed.
Logically speaking, as long as the aircraft exceeds the speed of sound, they can cause this phenomenon, but at this moment, they clearly feel that the other party is approaching quickly.
Looking at the data marked on the dashboard and then looking at the other party's speed, Phillips's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "San Mach."
"At least Mach three!"
"How could they be so fast, how could they have planes so fast?"
"How is that possible!"
The sound of changing tones echoed in the cockpit, but the sharp sound was quickly replaced by a new sound of changing tones.
Slander pointed to the right and shouted loudly, "Phillips, there is another plane to the right!"
In an instant, Phillips's eyes turned to the right, and a white fighter was approaching quickly with a ball of shock waves.