The Chinese Air Force flew in groups of three, roaring down from high altitudes, aiming directly at the bottom of the air combat battlefield.
At this moment, after the suicide attack by more than a dozen fighter jets of the Chinese Air Force, Lao Maozi, whose entire formation had become slightly chaotic, was no longer as relaxed as he was just now.
The old pilots were nervously watching the Chinese fighter planes getting closer and closer to them in the sky. Then, relying on their rich experience, they quickly evaded them. Of course, there are also many ace pilots who pride themselves on their outstanding abilities.
Even though he didn't have the height advantage, he still directly raised the fuselage and whizzed away in the direction of Wang Jun. He wanted to use his own experience to directly destroy this round of Chinese Air Force's attack with a refreshing counterattack.
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"Everything..."
The dull sound of machine gun fire rang out in the battle airspace. Dozens of fighter planes from the Chinese and Soviet armies fired a dense rain of aerial artillery shells almost at the same time.
Hot aviation artillery shells came and went in the combat airspace. The Lao Maozi Air Force, relying on its rich combat experience, very cleverly avoided most of the artillery shells fired at it. However, the intensive attack firepower of a group of three aircraft still gave
The old man who was caught off guard caused considerable losses.
Three fighter planes were directly hit in the dense flames and exploded in the air. One fighter plane was hit so much that billowing black smoke erupted. It seemed that it had lost its sense of direction. It was like a bomb, with a huge whistling sound, and it hit the ground.
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Of course, although there were less than ten Lao Maozi fighters that directly attacked from the front. However, even these ten fighters, in the hands of Lao Maozi's ace pilots, also caused the same four to Wang Jun's fighter group.
Direct loss of fighter aircraft.
At this point in the air battle, the Chinese Air Force directly lost half of its total number of fighter jets.
The Soviet Air Force only lost less than one-third of its fighter planes, and this was achieved when the 013th Air Force Division had an absolute numerical advantage.
From here, we can clearly see the respective skills and qualities of the Chinese and Soviet air pilots.
The heavy losses and minimal results shocked all the surviving Chinese pilots in the air. However, those who survived after just a round of aerial firefight were either the elites of the entire fighter regiment or commanders with certain combat experience.
Whether it is in terms of mental quality or real air combat capabilities, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary rookie pilots.
Therefore, the heavy losses and the sacrifice of a large number of former comrades-in-arms not only failed to defeat them, but instead aroused the bloody and murderous intent in their hearts.
The two formations roared in and roared away. In the blink of an eye, they quickly separated. At this moment, the voice of Wang Jun, commander of the 013th Division of the Air Force, reached the ears of all pilots in a very timely manner.
"Brothers, for the safety of our ground army brothers, for the honor of the air force, and for victory, hold on. According to the tactics established before the war, the three fighter planes form a hunting group and continue to kill the enemy. Our reinforcements will
Come up, hold on, everyone. Even if we all die in battle, I still have to drag Lao Maozi to death here."
As soon as the words fell, the formation was reorganized. Six or seven combat groups were led by commanders with combat experience at all levels. After drawing a perfect arc in the air, they quickly climbed up and once again occupied a favorable dive height for air combat.
"First group, follow me..."
"Second combat team, charge with me..."
Orders rang out in the headset. Fighters in groups of three quickly rushed towards the combat airspace with a loud roar and more and more skillfully towards their combat targets.
At the same time, the Lao Maozi fighters, which had adjusted their formation, also began to launch a new round of attack accordingly.
"No. 2, No. 3, follow me to attack the Lao Maozi fighter on the left...concentrate your firepower and start attacking." A squadron leader with five years of flying experience, with two wingmen behind him, gave the order to the wingmen.
At the same time, it dived directly towards the target. At the same time, three hot tongues of flame also appeared around the Lao Maozi fighter plane.
But it was very obvious that their attack target was a real aerial ace. Facing the three cross-flaming tongues that suddenly appeared around their fighter plane, they were suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, and at the same time, they only made a clever mid-air roll, plus a brief
He dived directly out of the fire coverage area of the three Chinese fighter planes and fled.
"You guys, you are indeed an elite flying veteran who participated in World War II. You can dodge such a dense aerial bombardment. You really underestimated them." Zhang Tao, the squadron leader who missed a shot, couldn't help scolding them.
Said. At the same time, a solemn look also appeared on his face. Because he knew that if he met an opponent today, if he was not good, not only himself, but also the two subordinates behind him would lose their lives.
However, at this moment, there was no time for him to think. The pilot Lao Maozi who had dodged the blow did not really escape. Instead, he accelerated and rushed to the rear of Zhang Tao and others in an instant. Then he flipped in the air.
After that, he directly pointed the muzzle of the aircraft's machine gun in the direction of Zhang Tao.
The whole process can be said to be dizzying, and it is completed in just a blink of an eye, and you are ready to attack.
Zhang Tao, who had a cold sweat on his back because of Lao Maozi's reaction, shouted an order directly to the two wingmen.
"Unit No. 2, turn around immediately, Lao Maozi is going to attack you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the machine gun muzzle of the Lao Maozi fighter jet fired a series of hot shells. What made Zhang Tao feel gratified was that after the test of the war just now, his wingman had become more and more capable of becoming an excellent pilot.
When facing the shells fired by Lao Maozi's fighter plane, the second wingman, out of trust in himself and his comrades, directly and subconsciously made an in-flight flip, being impartial and just avoiding Lao Maozi's attack.
Lao Maozi's attack gave Zhang Tao a false alarm. At the same time, he also instantly thought of a specific way to deal with the opponent. In order to avoid the fleeting opportunity, Zhang Tao gave the order directly without any hesitation.
"Unit No. 2, continue to attract Lao Maozi's fighters. Unit No. 3, follow me and immediately go around behind Lao Maozi, launch an attack with the camera, and destroy him."
"Buzz buzz..." Amidst the huge roar, the No. 2 machine seemed to be filled with blood in an instant, and it looked completely desperate. It quickly climbed forward and began to perform the task of luring the enemy.
Lao Maozi, who was following closely behind the No. 2 fuselage, seemed to also see the power of the Chinese Air Force's triangle attack formation. Years of combat experience made him clearly aware of the fact that if he wanted to eliminate his opponents, he must break their triangle.
Formation, destroying one of the fighters. So, facing the fleeing No. 2 fighter, Lao Maozi did not hesitate at all, accelerated directly, followed closely behind, chased forward, and fired while pursuing.
Under the deliberate actions of the formation captain Wang Tao, Lao Maozi's wish obviously came true...
Looking at the two fighters chasing each other back and forth in front of them, the remaining two fighters in the formation quickly broke away from the chase. Under the leadership of captain Zhang Tao, the two fighters appeared with a huge roar.
Behind Lao Maozi's fighter plane.
"Captain, I've been fooled..." Looking at the two fighter planes chasing each other in front of him, the excited voice of the pilot of fighter No. 3 reached Zhang Tao's ears directly.
"We have been fooled. However, we must seize the time, otherwise, our No. 2 aircraft will be unable to withstand it...immediately adjust the flight direction, aim at the target, and prepare for launch..." Zhang Tao flew the fighter plane,
He ordered loudly.
"Yes, Captain..."
"Captain, the target has been locked, do you want to launch an attack..." After less than a second of waiting, the excited voice of the pilot of the No. 3 aircraft came again from the headset.
"Okay, let's start attacking together..."
"Tong Tong Tong..." The dull sound of machine gun fire sounded on the two aircraft. Two tongues of flames composed of aviation shells shot directly towards the direction of the Lao Maozi fighter plane from two different directions.
At the same time, the pilot Lao Maozi, who did not know that he was only one step away from death, also found the fighter plane that directly destroyed the No. 2 aircraft in front of him.
Without any hesitation, he directly pressed the button to launch the cannonball.
A hot shell fired directly at the fuselage of the No. 2 fighter a few hundred meters away without any surprise...
"Boom..." A ball of fire rose into the sky in front of him. The No. 2 fighter jet that he had been chasing for ten seconds was directly hit by him and exploded in the air. In an instant, a smile of victory appeared on his face.
On his face. However, what he didn't expect was that the smile on his face would be fixed at this moment forever...
In order to ensure the accuracy of shooting, while Wang Tao launched the attack, Lao Maozi in front of him had to stabilize his course. This directly made his fighter plane a living target for the two Chinese fighter planes behind him...
As soon as the explosion of the No. 2 fighter jet spread, the "dong dong dong..." sound of the shell hitting the fighter plane reached Lao Maozi's ears. Lao Maozi's face, which was excited just now, turned pale in an instant. Because, the sound sounded.
At the same time, the fighter plane in his hand began to tremble violently because of being hit by the shell...
"Bastard... the cunning Chinese..." Lao Maozi did not expect that Chinese pilots would sometimes be fearless of death. They would use their own lives to seduce themselves and provide their companions with a chance to shoot them down...
However, at this moment, there was no extra time for him to think. The violently shaking fighter plane only rushed forward for less than a second before it exploded and turned into a ball of fire.
Under the attack of the latest aerial wolf pack tactics, the Chinese Air Force successfully destroyed 4 Lao Maozi fighters with the loss of 6 fighter planes... And the entire air battle also gradually became more and more sophisticated as the Chinese pilots became more and more skilled in operation.
Become anxious.
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