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"Report! The identification result is out, Japan's [-]th Fleet."

Zhou Zhen said: "Send the location information to the No. [-] early warning aircraft, and order the first and second squadrons of our Air Force to carry out air strikes on the Japanese fleet of [-]th. The third squadron intercepts the Japanese fighter group, and don't let them escape."

"The information has been transmitted, the order has been issued, and the tactical information is displayed on the No. 2 screen."

Zhou Zhen nodded and switched to screen No. 2.

"Now our air force still has 5 minutes to reach the sky above our army. The enemy ship's course is 257, its speed is 65, and it is 120 nautical miles away from our army."

"Our army escort formation has arrived over our army."

"My fighter group has reached the sky above our army."

"The first squadron and the second squadron will continue to move forward and enter the tactical attack phase in 10 minutes. It is expected to arrive at the attack site in 15 minutes."

Zhou Zhen ordered: "Contact the No. [-] early warning aircraft and provide information support for the first and second squadrons."

"The No. [-] early warning aircraft has been linked and is adjusting the tactical communication channel."

"The No. [-] early warning aircraft has taken over the command."

"Convert the information data and display the tactical attack situation on the No. 4 screen."

Seeing the picture on the electronic screen, Zhou Zhen let out a soft breath.

Zhang Haitao ordered: "The missile is ready to launch, enter the 3-minute countdown."

"The missile is normal, entering the 3-minute countdown."

"The missile locks on to the target and enters the 1-minute countdown."

“10、9、8、7、6······发射。”

Groups of flames soared into the sky, and 12 long-range anti-aircraft missiles flew towards the Japanese fighter group at twice the speed of sound.The faces of the 12 Japanese fighter pilots changed, and the red warning lights flashed.

"Baga! I'm locked on by a missile."

"I was targeted by a missile."

"Quickly pull up and dodge at a large angle. Quickly leave the enemy ship's air defense radar detection area." The performance of the f4-fighter is the most advanced in the world, but it depends on who uses it.

The 12 fighter jets quickly climbed to the sky and divided into 12 directions to avoid large angles.

boom!boom!boom! ······Seven Japanese fighter jets were hit by missiles and exploded at an altitude of 7 meters.Among them, four fighter jets escaped from the missile tracking under the lead of the lead plane.

Yuan Zhiqiang, the captain of the third squadron of the Air Force, said: "Brothers, it's our turn. Don't let them run away. All planes pay attention to lock the target and follow the lead plane."

"understand!"

Yuan Zhiqiang grasped the joystick tightly, and his finger was already on the missile launch button.

"Wingman No. [-] locked the target."

"The No. [-] wingman locks on the target..."

Yuan Zhiqiang was a little nervous. After all, this was not a drill, but a real war.Gritting his teeth, he ordered: "Launch!"

"Baga! It's the fighter plane of the Chinese people." Before he could finish speaking, he saw a burst of flames from the fighter plane driven by his companion in the distance.And this was the last time he saw the world.

Yuan Zhiqiang did not expect that the Japanese would be wiped out so easily.Smashing it, smashing it, the mouth is a bit unfinished, but the mission has been completed and we must return.

"Report! The third squadron has completed its mission and requested to return."

"You can return."

Zhou Zhen looked at the results of the battle on the electronic screen and laughed: "The little devil has suffered a lot this time."

Zhang Haitao said with a smile: "Little Japan underestimated our strength this time. They never thought that our country would develop an early warning aircraft on its own. They even swaggered into our air defense field."