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Chapter 907: Shoot!

"Führer, General, we found that three enemy fighter groups are coming here. The southwest fighter group will arrive at the scene in ten minutes, and the remaining two fighter groups will also surround us in fifteen minutes.

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The adjutant received the intelligence compiled by Tiansheng Satellite and the reconnaissance record, and immediately came over to report to the leader.

"Is it finally coming? Xiao Liu, you will be the one to take charge. We will just watch the fun and not give random orders." Wu Li didn't know anything about combat at all. It is better to leave things like war to Xiao Liu.

Let the professionals take charge.

"Don't worry, boss, just look at me."

Wu Li just wanted to take command, and Xiao Liu and Xiao San would never let him play around in this world.

In this air battle, if you are not careful, you will fall headlong into the ground and be left with no bones left. It is very light. If you are not careful, your bones will be shattered and ashes will disappear.

"The 1st Squadron protects Air Force 1, and the 2nd and 3rd Squadrons flank the aircraft to the southwest to eliminate the enemy fighter jets.

The 4th and 5th Squadrons will engage the enemy fighters in the northeast direction, the 6th and 7th Squadrons will engage the enemy fighters in the ten o'clock direction, and the 89th and 9th Squadrons will swim on the flank of Air No. 1 as a mobile unit, waiting for orders."

After Xiaoliu's series of orders, the entire two flying groups of fighter jets each took orders to perform combat missions.

"Report to the commander, the enemy in Mercenary Camp No. 7 has dropped a large jammer. Satellite images show that the Mercenary Camp No. 7 was covered with snowflakes half an hour ago. The No. 7 Mercenary Camp is completely invisible.

What happened in the meantime."

The images taken by the Adjutant Bar military satellite during this incident were played on the big screen, and everyone saw a snowflake occupying the entire screen.

"Needless to say, something must have gone wrong. Immediately contact the three flying groups and ask them to act with caution and keep in touch with the headquarters and brother units at all times."

The commander of the Mediterranean Joint Forces now also realizes that the situation must be very bad. Mercenary No. 7 must have been wiped out by now. If this is really the case, then the nature of his body,

It's even harder to find a scapegoat to take the blame.

I hope that these three flying brigades can eliminate all the troublemakers, and I will have a chance to make amends for my crimes.

"Commander, we have bad news. The First Battalion has entered the enemy's interference and has now lost contact with the headquarters."

When the adjutant issued the commander's order, he could no longer contact the 1st Flying Group, which was the first to set off and the shortest distance away.

"It's okay, we have to believe in our own air force. Our air force has no rivals in the world. Now all three brigades have flown to the No. 7 mercenary camp. They are afraid that they will not be able to destroy a few of the enemy's destroyers.

Rotten iron?"

Although the Commander of the Mediterranean comforts his men like this, he still has no confidence in his own mind. That area is now under enemy interference. If the instruments on the aircraft are also affected by that powerful jammer, what will happen to him?

For pilots on the most advanced aircraft in the world, this is very bad. The more advanced the instruments, the stronger the pilot's dependence on the instruments. If one is not adjusted well, the advanced aircraft may fail.

It's not impossible to be pinned to the ground and beaten hard by the opponent's junk.

"Order the information and communication department to eliminate the interference above the No. 7 Mercenary Camp as quickly as possible. Remember, race against time!"

Here we are still working intensively to eliminate interference, but the First Flying Group over there is almost approaching the camp of Mercenary No. 7. It only takes a few minutes to get to the camp and see what is going on.

"Report to the captain, we have entered jamming and have lost contact with the headquarters. The jammer's interference is too strong and our navigation system has lost its function."

As soon as almost all the aircraft entered interference, they noticed something was wrong. Several squadron leaders immediately went to the group leader to report the situation and see how the group leader handled it.

"Everyone keeps the formation, continues in the direction just now, and keeps going forward. We will reach the end of the field in a few minutes. All the pilots cheered me up and started operating the aircraft manually."

If you go inside and use the navigation system to drive automatically due to this interference, it is no different from committing suicide.

"Not good! Report to the captain that there are enemy fighter jets outflanking our army. It is estimated that we will be within the range of the enemy fighter jets in ten seconds."

A squad leader was the first to discover that the enemy was outflanking 1 fighter jet, and immediately issued an enemy encounter alert to the entire brigade.

"The first detachment continued to push forward, the second detachment climbed up, and then dived down to shoot. The third detachment made a free fall, then surrounded the enemy's back and violently stabbed the enemy's old chrysanthemum."

With the command of the flight captain, the flight group suddenly turned into a blooming flower. The scene was just like performing acrobatics, and it was very pleasing to the eye.

"You still want to play tricks with us, let me ask you to see who is better at playing tricks. The targets of the first and second teams advance towards the enemy, the targets of the third and fourth pairs climb up the enemy, the targets of the fifth and sixth pairs drop the enemy, increase the thrust, and reach the shooting

Start shooting as soon as you are within range, make a quick decision, end the battle as soon as possible, and move on to the next target."

As soon as the temporary commander gave an order, the fighter jets of the 23rd Squadron of Liberty Island immediately divided into six groups and accelerated toward the Mediterranean Air Force to outflank them.

"How is it possible that the performance of the opponent's fighter jets is actually better than ours, and the speed is actually much faster than our fighter jets? What are the origins of these guys?"

The captain of the American Imperial Flying Group was really surprised by what he saw on the fighter jets. These planes seemed to be the same model as the planes he was flying. No matter how these planes were painted, they were still the same as his own.

The aircraft I was flying was the exact same model.

But what puzzled the captain was why the opponent's plane was so much faster than his own plane?

Is there any country that can modify its own aircraft?

Is it possible to modify an airplane without making any mistakes?

I really thought that fighter jets were small sports cars that ran on the ground and could be modified if they were told.

"Everyone brakes suddenly, climbs up at a very high speed, and then turns around and faces the opponent with a big time difference."

The captain's sudden braking technique is of course a very simple matter if it kills the car. However, when an aircraft with a booster motor is soaring at a high speed, it is difficult to suddenly brake suddenly. It is not something that ordinary people can do.

came out.

"Shoot! If you want to run away, there is no way."

The flight captain of Liberty Island is not an easy guy to get along with. He doesn't care about any bullshit chivalry. War and sneak attacks are the way to go.

After the modification, the range, rate of fire and power of my artillery were improved by one or two points, so the opponent had just changed his tactics when the temporary captain ordered an attack.

Huahuahuahuahohohoho! (To be continued)


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