Captain of the Great Power: The opening game is a fake ace pilot

The 143rd octopus is hooked

At noon, the sun shines brighter.

“Buzz!”

The sound of engines resounded at the southern tip of the Pamirs, and a silk-like slender white trail cloud remained on the top of the firmament, unable to disperse for a long time.

A silver-white JF-17 Thunderbolt fighter, flying at high speed close to the border between the two countries, looks like a good swimmer.

The speed of this fighter is not fast, it has always remained in subsonic speed.

And from time to time shake left and right, let the Buddha in the next second may crash.

“Falcon 3, how are you?”

In the intercom, Jiang Wen’s worried voice was heard.

Because from the radar screen, the fighter piloted by Wang Cheng not only flew sharply in altitude, but also had a very strange flight trajectory, as if he had lost control of the fighter.

“I’m okay…”

Wang Cheng replied with a relaxed expression.

Hearing Wang Cheng’s words, Jiang Wen couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“White Elephant Air Force fighters are flying towards the border again, the number is 1, in addition, reconnaissance satellites show that two Rafale fighters took off from its air base in the northern region, also flying towards the border, you have to be careful…”

Two more Rafale fighters?

It seems that the Air Force of the White Elephant Country really wants to keep itself.

Moreover, two more fighters at once, not afraid to fall?

I heard that the newly purchased Rafale fighter is 240 million US dollars per aircraft, which is already the standard line for entering the unit price of fourth-generation aircraft in terms of the unit price of the fighter alone.

“It’s a pity that the Rafale is a pure European product, and it is estimated that it is difficult to fall if you want to fall.”

Wang Cheng’s eyes showed a deep interest, thinking about it, he couldn’t help shaking his head, discarding the thoughts in his mind, and smiled.

No way…

You have to quickly solve the su-30MKI fighter in front of you.

Pick three?

Wang Cheng was not so arrogant and challenged 3 heavy fighters with one light fighter.

Moreover, their own fighters have only stepped into the threshold of third-generation aircraft, and the other party is three and a half generations!

The generation difference of half a generation can not be made up with superb flying skills.

“Today’s reconnaissance mission has been overfulfilled, and I suggest you return immediately.”

Jiang Wen said again.

“Received…”

Wang Cheng did not refuse, but did not agree, but always paid attention to the movements of the fighter’s airborne radar.

Toot, toot, toot

At this time, the fighter beeped siren.

Enemy planes are coming.

Wang Chengma concentrated all his energy and added all the afterburner to the maximum.

Grasp the joystick and push down sharply.

The flight altitude of the aircraft was airborne from 1000 meters to below 500 meters.

Moreover, while descending in height, it also releases jamming bombs.

It’s like losing a fight and running away.

…

Nehru looked at the Bayang country fighter who was fleeing in the distance, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

“Only now do you know you want to escape? It’s late, filthy bago pig, send me to hell. ”

Saying that, he also filled up all the afterburner of the fighter.

The speed of the fighter soared to Mach 2.0 in an instant.

The distance between him and the Pakistani fighter is getting closer and closer.

…

Wang Cheng glanced down at the airborne radar, and the enemy aircraft was less than 30 kilometers away from him.

The su-30MKI fighter has 12 weapon hardpoints and can carry 4~6 R-27 medium-range air-to-air missiles and R-73 close-range infrared air-to-air missiles.

And the distance of 30 km is enough for enemy aircraft to launch medium-range air-to-air missiles.

But the premise is that he has to lock it with a fire control radar.

Therefore, Wang Cheng tilted sharply and again, and then kept flipping, so that the enemy aircraft could not be locked at the first time.

Then the flight altitude is continuously lowered.

In just half a minute, the flight altitude of the fighter has dropped below 100 meters.

When Wang Cheng saw a deep canyon not far away, a smile appeared on his face.

This is it.

…

The canyon is very long, almost hundreds of kilometers

However, it is relatively wide, almost one or two hundred meters wide on both sides.

A road has been built in the canyon, which is a necessary place to communicate with a small basin.

If it is used as a road, the width of this canyon is sufficient. But if it is used as a passage for fighters, 8 out of 10 pilots dare not fly the fighter to enter.

But among these 8 pilots, Wang Cheng is obviously not included.

I saw that he hardly slowed down, piloted the fighter and plunged in.

…

Seeing that the enemy plane was about to enter the canyon, Nehru suddenly panicked a little and quickly pressed the fire button.

It also doesn’t matter whether the fire control radar locks onto enemy aircraft and fires directly.

Sou!!!

A missile flew towards the enemy aircraft.

I saw that the enemy plane turned slightly sideways, and dodged the flying missiles.

Rumble!!!

The missile hit the mountain and exploded, but the enemy aircraft remained unharmed and entered the canyon.

“fuck…”

Nehru cursed.

He now has only two options, either leave or follow the enemy aircraft into it.

Because if he chooses to fly over the canyon, the enemy plane may appear from which position to ambush himself.

If he gave up and left, he was really unwilling in his heart, and the fat in his mouth was lost, and he was on fire when he thought about it.

But if you chase it in, there is a danger of crashing into the mountain.

“Damn, fight.”

Nehru gritted his teeth, clenched the lever, and plunged headlong into the canyon.

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ps: Today’s first chapter, alas, the double opening is too tired, and there are many things at the end of the year, sorry everyone.