The Scimitar groaned and realized something was wrong. It pushed the engine to follow the Storm and launched an attack maneuver.
What was originally a two-plane formation confrontation of four fighter jets suddenly turned into a three-on-one Landlord fight.
The miserable landowner is "Tiger". As a high-level pilot, he should have a lot of points left. The identity of this "landlord" is really real.
The "Storm" and "Scutter" fighter jets were not willing to let Lin Mo snatch the meat in his mouth, and pounced on the senior pilot of the Japanese Army like a chicken blood.
"Oh God! Hey, hey, don't go too far."
He was dumbfounded when he saw the three "Tiger" fighter jets rushing towards him. He had never seen such a situation in his life. Three fighting one, there was no solution at all.
Even a special-level fighter was embarrassed to face such a situation. He quickly controlled the fighter jets to perform roll and snake maneuvers, trying his best to avoid the three fighter jets.
It would be a tragedy if they were locked at the same time.
But at this time, the cockpits of "Storm" and "Scatta" suddenly sounded threatening warning sirens.
"Storm" glanced at the radar screen and found that two small light spots were approaching at high speed. They seemed to be preparing for an over-the-horizon attack. The fire control radar had already illuminated itself and the "Scutter".
"Damn it! Why are you so afraid? 'Paladin' has died. 'Machete' move faster. The enemy captain 'Zorro' is here. This guy is a special-level guy, and the other guy is not easy to mess with. Hey,
'13 "Why is your c3i still on? It's so powerful!"
However, "Storm" discovered that the source of this information did not come from its own airborne radar, but from the war data sharing of the c3i system. In other words, the forward-swept wing fighter "No. 13" has been sharing the enemy's data with everyone.
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The fighter stealth technology of both the enemy and ours is useless in front of the "No. 13" fighter. Each fighter has its code name and location marked on the main display screen of the instrument panel of the government military team.
Although the labeled text is small, it is enough for the pilot's eyes.
There were three enemy fighters and four friendly fighters. There were only seven fighter jets in the sky. Although the government regiment had a numerical advantage, they did not have special-level pilots, so the overall combat effectiveness actually did not take much advantage.
"Understood, the 'Paladin' actually died. This is really not good news. We must fight quickly."
As a mid-level pilot, Scimitar naturally knows what the consequences will be when two enemy forces approach. There is actually a special level among them. If he is really allowed to come over, their local strength advantage here will be gone, and even
If no special pilot can be found to fight against him, this death team battle will end here.
"Brothers! I am a 'Paladin' and I am still alive. I wish you good luck!"
The "Paladin" who is still hanging in the air can only send his blessings to his comrades who are still fighting hard in the sky.
His mission has been completed, and all that is left is to wait peacefully in the dry desert of Syria for rescue. The battle in the sky has nothing to do with him anymore.
"Fire!"
Unable to hesitate any longer, the "Storm" adjusted its nose and aimed at the fleeing "Tiger". It pressed the activated missile launch button.
As long as the opponent is still within sight, the close range combat bombs are still effective.
As the "Storm" took action, the "Machete" also fired a combat bomb in order to ensure the hit rate.
Although it is not very safe to launch first and then guide, in this case, the "Storm" and "Scutter" can only take a gamble.
Two white trails were pulled out far away. At this time, the sirens in the cockpits of "Storm" and "Sciencesa" suddenly changed their tone, and two small flashing light spots appeared on the radar screen. They appeared from a distance.
It approached the two of them at high speed. The onboard computer system quickly completed the identification and found that it was not a fighter jet.
It is a medium-range air-to-air missile.
The two enemy fighter jets that came to support apparently launched over-the-horizon attacks at the same time.
"Hold on! I'm here to support you!"
At the same time, the voice of "Yuri" appeared in the public channel of the government army team. At this moment, all the remaining fighter jets in the death team battle in the sky were approaching this airspace.
There are only seven fighter jets left in the sky. Only three of them can survive, or all of them will be destroyed. Otherwise, this battle will not stop.
The flight maneuvers of the x-1 forward-swept wing fighter have nothing to do with Lin Mo. The Dragon Knight has accepted his fate, and now it's dragon show time.
Close combat ammunition, Mach 4.
X-1 forward swept wing fighter, Mach 4.
Two close-range bombs were enough to knock him down, but the forward-swept wing fighter "Tiger" that caught up with him at the same ferocious speed almost made him pee.
What does this mean? An air-to-air missile in the shape of a fighter jet will give people no way to survive.
The output of the X-1's twin WS-15x engines obviously did not reach its limit. The body, which was held afloat by the void magnetic field, was effortlessly pushed to the same speed as the missile, and was even more maneuverable.
Even before the two close-range combat bombs arrived, two tracer projectiles were scattered, and the various warheads ejected from the combined bullet chain whipped the surface of the evading enemy aircraft until the surface of the enemy aircraft burst into flames.
The giant metal dragon is completely unreasonable. It just kills it and beats it up. It seems that using an aerial cannon to chip the opponent into a stick bit by bit is more in line with the evil taste of the killing dragon.
"Asshole, bastard..."
The beaten "Tiger" braved the rain of bullets that tore the body into pieces. It only had time to pull the ejection, and the two close-range combat bombs had already pounced on it at the right time.
However, the ejection seat carrying the pilot only rose more than ten meters, and before it had time to escape, the parachute automatically opened and was suddenly scraped by the edge of the cannon barrage that was tightly locked on the fighter jet.
With just a gentle wipe, the small black dot that ejected suddenly burst into a red mist, and was immediately swallowed up by the fireball exploded by the battle below.
"Hahaha, so happy, so happy! This is what happens when you offend Uncle Long."
The entire cockpit was filled with the roar of gold coins. The Dragon Knight, who was sitting on the bench and chewing on energy bars to replenish his strength, rolled his eyes. It seemed that the second half of the battle had nothing to do with him. It was a shame that he was so powerful.
You still have such a good appetite during overload maneuvers, which makes the aerospace department both love and hate you. Can't you/him/mother eat less?
Passing near the killed target at high speed, a thick red rain suddenly fell on the cockpit cover and fuselage of the X-1 forward-swept fighter. It was the blood of the opponent's pilot and some broken pieces.
Meat.
The ineffective Liubo Tianhua Array could not prevent these bloody things from getting on the fighter jets.
The forward-swept fighter jet, covered in specks of scarlet and covered in blood, looked like a blood Shura who had just crawled out of hell.
The reconnaissance plane in the distance clearly transferred the scene back to the ground, and the spectators in front of the screens of various sizes collectively let out a collective exclamation.
"Haha, haha, come and die!"
The giant gold dragon was laughing wildly, even affecting X-1. The fighter jet shook violently with the laughter of gold coins, as if it would disintegrate at any time.
Lin Mo curled his lips and let the gold coins vent his madness. If Captain Jiang were here, would you be able to become arrogant like a hard-working kid like you?!
"'Scutter'! Abandon the plane! Eject!"
Faced with the approaching mid-range air-to-air missiles, "Storm" made a decision that even he could not believe without hesitation.
"What?"
"Machete" couldn't believe it and thought he heard it wrong.
"One special level, plus another quasi-special level. Do you want to wait for death?"
There were only two activated close-range combat bombs left on the instrument panel. "Storm" smiled helplessly and pulled the ejection switch.
The explosive bolt instantly blew off the cockpit cover, ejected the escape device, and ejected the person and his seat.
Many advanced ejection devices basically eject with seats, but only a small number of seats will not remain connected to the pilot after opening the parachute. Of course, some seats also come with a glider device, which is suitable for battlefield escape.
, due to its complex structure and immature design, only a few fighter jets use such an ejection device.
"emission!"
The ejected "storm" suddenly said something in the fierce turbulence.
Two lines of white smoke suddenly shot out from under the wings of the fighter jet that had lost its pilot, and headed straight towards the approaching enemy formation.
There are some geometric cursors flashing on the transparent visor of the "Storm" helmet, which turns out to be an extremely advanced helmet-mounted aiming system.
"Abyss Nirvana" is usually the actual combat testing ground for aviation combat weapon manufacturers, so it is not surprising that there are some special advanced equipment.
At the moment when the missile was heading towards the target like a dragon out of the sea, the medium-range air-to-air missile flying from a distance hit the "Storm" fighter which had no pilot and no remaining missiles, making it defenseless.
The Scimitar reacted and did the same thing, launching the only remaining air-to-air missile and then ejecting it smoothly.
He also saw that he knew what was going to be done, and before the rescue of "No. 13" and "Yuri" arrived, he alone could not fight against the special pilot and the two-plane formation.
The Scimitar had to face reality and chose to give up even though it persisted until the last moment. His fighter and the mount of the Storm suffered the same fate in the end.
At this point in the death team battle, lack of ammunition has become a problem faced by almost all participants.
Even if "Storm" and "Machete" gritted their teeth and continued to persist, they might not be able to hold on for a few more seconds. After the enemy launched the missile, their ejection behavior was in line with the rules of the "Abyss Nirvana" game.
However, in actual combat, there are not many cases where you can escape after the opponent launches a missile.
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