Chapter Seven Hundred and Sixteenth - Joy Begets Sadness
The total duration of several rounds of dog fighting from start to finish was no more than ten seconds. The three fighter jets' aerial combat skills were like lightning, leaving all the spectators stunned.
From the "Eagle King"'s adventurous entry into the formation, "Yuri's" life-threatening collision and aerial cannon attack, to the instant showdown between Lin Mo and the "Eagle King".
Many people couldn't even keep up with their brains and crashed directly, staring at the screen with their eyes wide open, as if they were immersed in the ferocious firefight just now and couldn't extricate themselves.
Only pilots who are astronauts can adapt to such high-frequency offensive and defensive combat techniques. If it were anyone else, most of them would have died long ago.
Lin Mo's order to let "Yuri" eject before attacking came into play at a critical moment.
At the moment when the Gauss electromagnetic gun shell hit the air inlet of the Australian pilot's fighter jet that looked like an F-22 "Raptor".
As if foretelling, the bubble-shaped cockpit cover on the upper half of the fuselage suddenly lifted off, and the aviation seat in the cabin rushed out with the pilot almost at the same time. It climbed about a hundred meters before losing its inertia. Just like that.
In an instant, the pilot was left far behind by the fighter jet.
After a second or two, the fighter's self-protection mechanism was finally unable to withstand the heavy damage and deteriorated. The damage to the air intake was fatal, and a fireball exploded in mid-air. The Gauss electromagnetic gun shell finally exploded.
"Yuri"'s car fell into the sky even earlier than the X-31.
Your sister!
The sponsors of the Australian combat team at the Damascus Air Force Base were furious and wanted to pull down the two guys in the sky and beat them up. Otherwise, it would be difficult to vent the nameless anger in their hearts.
Co-writing a team battle, you "No. 13" killed everyone, even your own people?! Is this what makes you an invincible hero?
Or is it representing the Chinese people to demonstrate to the world that the Chinese Air Force is powerful? Invincible?
Damn "Yuri" clearly knows that he can just let it go, but doesn't he know how to protect himself? He has to go crazy with that "No. 13".
If that "No. 13" wants to fight hard, just let him go. He is a high-level person. You, a middle-level person, are just going to join in the fun. You can fly far away in a fighter jet. Hold on until the organizer announces
The death team battle is over and the fighter can be brought back safe and sound.
It's okay now, it's completely destroyed. It's better to let our own people defeat it.
"Yuri" acted daringly and ruined the technology verification machine they had worked so hard to save, and the research and development results of billions of dollars were gone. Although they were the victorious party and gained many precious points, the Australian sponsors wanted to
Cry without tears.
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The leaders of the organizers of "Abyss Nirvana" looked at each other in confusion. Is this a coincidence or was it a deliberate act by the Chinese pilot? There was only one fighter jet left in the sky. This was compared to the total destruction of one group and only three fighter jets left.
The winning rules are even rarer, and the glory in them is incomparable.
If it was done deliberately, the scheming and aerial combat skills would be so frightening that it would make one tremble.
Could it be a demonstration of China's military strength in recent international events?
How many pilots of this level are there in China?
If there were pilots of the level of a full squadron, would there be any other way for the air force of other countries to survive?
All kinds of question marks, large and small, sprung up like mushrooms after a rain after the death team battle ended.
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We, the common people, are going to be happy today
We, the common people, are going to be happy today
We common people, hey, hey, be happy today
Yo yo yo yo yo yo
In the hangar, seeing the last opponent "Eagle King"'s fighter jet falling powerlessly, the cute creature in the Chinese war team, "Yaksha", the captain of the "Demon Hunter" team, started to smile.
"'No. 13'. We succeeded! Haha, we succeeded! 'Eagle King', you deserve to die. Victory is ours, long live!"
"Yuri" who had just popped out of the cockpit couldn't help shouting excitedly in the sky, and before he landed, he raised his middle finger at the X-31 fighter jet that was rushing to get the lunch box.
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Before he finished speaking, an umbrella flower appeared in that direction. It seemed that the "Eagle King" had no choice but to abandon the plane. The fighter jet that fell to the ground exploded into a eye-catching fireball, and thick smoke rose. Although the ammunition was exhausted,
Half a tank of fuel is enough to turn a fighter jet into a huge fuel bomb.
A joint masterpiece between Boeing and EADS, the X-31, known as the king of contemporary dogfights, did not die of serious injuries in the end. It was extremely lucky that it was not exploded on the spot by Madeinchina's Gauss electromagnetic artillery shell.
"Damn it!"
"Yuri's" voice echoed unscrupulously in the public channel, and "Yuri's" face looked as if someone had been slapped dozens of times with the sole of a shoe.
"Eagle King" David Sid bit his lips tightly without saying a word, silently enduring the humiliation.
The skills are inferior to others, and it is impossible to regain the lost glory, strength, luck, and technology by just talking. The "Eagle King" is at a disadvantage without exception. Even if he fights again, the outcome will not change much.
He admitted that the challenge failed and brought shame to the U.S. 1st Air Wing.
But this is not over yet, he will come back.
That's right, the 1st Flying Wing will regain this position sooner or later. This bridge has been settled.
Where there are clouds, there is the world.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
People in the arena involuntarily.
Americans, who have always been accustomed to hegemonism, may not be as big-minded as the legend says.
At this time, the parachute of "Zorro" is also dangling in mid-air. The pilots who can eject alive in the death team battle are without exception the lucky ones.
Also as catapults who lost their fighter jets, "Yuri" and "Zorro" represent two completely different identities, one is the winner and the other is the loser.
Before he could get carried away for a while, he suddenly saw the small and large pieces of his fighter jet scattered in all directions after the explosion. Some even seemed to fly very far and high, as if pulling a parabola, heading straight towards the direction where "Yuri" was ejected.
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"Oh! No no, no no! 'No. 13'! Brother, I am going to have a tragedy!"
"Yuri" suddenly turned pale, and the joy of victory disappeared in the blink of an eye. Could it be that what was supposed to come would still come?
My luck was extremely bad. Was the goddess of misfortune targeting me? She even refused to let go of herself after ejection.
His body shook, and when the seat came off, a white parachute flower bloomed quickly, but "Yuri" was not happy at all. This parachute came out at the wrong time.
As if to prove the unlucky feeling that drinking cold water can cause cavities in the teeth, the ejected parachute flower had just opened, and he watched helplessly as several fragments flew over and hit his newly opened parachute without any bias, even with flames.
These dozen fragments are just a drop in the bucket for a fighter jet with countless parts.
Even a single screw can penetrate a fragile parachute. If a large parachute has more than ten large holes in it in the blink of an eye, the damage will rapidly expand under the force of the wind.
The parachute was completely useless, and it seemed that it could not withstand "Yuri" at all, and the falling speed suddenly became faster.
"'No. 13', please take the time to visit me and 'Monkey's' family. We are all good people."
"Yuri" danced in despair in mid-air, falling faster and faster.
He is dead, and not even God can save him now.
Just as he was about to be thrown into pieces, a huge shadow suddenly enveloped him.
"Don't worry, hold on! Cut the parachute rope!" The voice of "No. 13" suddenly appeared in "Yuri"'s ears, but it was not a promised answer.
"What?!" "Yuri" seemed to have forgotten his fear for a moment, his eyes widened. He saw the forward-swept wing fighter of "No. 13", nose down, flying close to it at almost the same falling speed.
He came over, and the damaged cockpit cover suddenly flew away, completely exposing the cockpit of the fighter jet and "No. 13" wearing an integrated anti-German suit. He raised his head and looked at himself.
Just now, the damaged cockpit cover seemed to have lost its fixings and was automatically ejected by the explosive bolt, and was directly abandoned.
"No, no, what do you want to do? Get away."
"Yuri" certainly knew what would happen if his parachute accidentally got entangled in a fighter jet. This would definitely be more tragic than a bird hitting a fighter jet. He didn't want his bad luck to be implicated in others.
Damn it, isn't it just to repay the trust of "No. 13" that I work so hard?
If it was because of him that "No. 13" got involved, he would not even forgive himself until he died.
"Hold still and cut the paracord!"
Lin Mo didn't seem to hear "Yuri" yelling. He reached out and opened the seat belt and leaned out of the cockpit against the airflow.
This guy is crazy!
This guy is dying!
This guy is dead!
The footage returned by the reconnaissance plane that still hadn't stopped taking pictures showed changes that no one expected.
The spectators at the two air force bases let out a cry of exclamation. They saw the X-1 forward-swept wing fighter unfolding its four speed brakes and controlling its speed with great precision as it approached the Australian pilot who was already in free fall.
inside".
One man and one fighter jet seemed to be reaching some relative synchronization in the vast sky.
Is this juggling?
The Chinese pilot must have gone crazy. Below, the desert in southern Syria is approaching rapidly. I am afraid that "No. 13" collided with the unlucky Australian pilot, including the man and the fighter jet before it could achieve its intention.
"No. 13" abandoned the fruits of victory that he had already obtained, and instead put himself back into a dangerous and desperate situation.
There will be no winner in this death team battle.
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