The outline was so close that he could even see the deep matte texture formed by the special coating on the other aircraft after absorbing light, as well as the uniquely shaped pod under the fuselage!

0 seconds!

Under Lao Zhao's precise control, "Shadow" completed the final course adjustment!

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, it and the F-15 piloted by the Vulture entered a breathtakingly close encounter at an almost parallel altitude!

The straight-line distance between the wingtips of the two aircraft is no more than 300 meters! The height difference is less than 100 meters!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The ease and mockery on the vulture's face froze instantly!

His pupils shrank to pinpoints in shock!

My mind went completely blank, as if I'd been struck hard by an invisible hammer! What was that?!

A fighter jet?! How is that possible?!

Why isn't the radar responding at all?! Where did it come from?!

So close! So close that I could almost see the outline of the pilot's helmet in the cockpit!

An unknown terror, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart!

It seemed as if all the blood in his body rushed to his head at that moment, only to drain away completely in an instant!

The instinct of fear trumps all training and reason!

Almost out of primal biological instinct, he let out a terrified scream that sounded inhuman, and desperately pulled the lever back with both hands! At the same time, he slammed his right foot down on the rudder!

"Fuck!! Ghost!! Right beside me!! Radar Blind!!!"

The massive F-15, in supersonic cruise mode, was suddenly and erratically pulled by his violent maneuver, and instantly lost control!

The machine felt as if it had been whipped hard by an invisible giant hand, emitting a tooth-grinding metallic groan!

The nose of the aircraft suddenly jerked violently upwards, and the immense G-force pressed the Vulture firmly onto its seat, its vision instantly turning blood red!

Immediately afterwards, the fighter jet uncontrollably rolled to the left, showing signs of entering a dangerous spiral!

"Vulture! Hold on!!" The wingman Raven's terrified scream rang out in the channel!

He watched helplessly as the lead plane twisted and rolled violently in the air as if it were drunk, completely bewildered by what was happening!

In that split second, inside the "Shadow" cockpit, Old Zhao's finger steadily pressed the start button for the reconnaissance pod!

Silently! The high-definition optical lens and infrared sensor built into the pod activate instantly!

The camera automatically tracks, focuses, and locks onto the target, clearly capturing every thrilling moment of the F-15's out-of-control roll!

The fuselage, painted with the vulture emblem, twisted and deformed as it rolled violently!

Beneath the canopy, the vulture's face, distorted by immense fear and G-force, is firmly fixed in the center of the frame by the camera!

Like the most pathetic moment of captured prey!

At the same time, the laser rangefinder under the fuselage was activated instantly! An invisible coded laser beam precisely swept across the F-15's fuselage, clearly recording its serial number, paint scheme, and all details!

And through the "Galaxy" data link, this irrefutable evidence was instantly transmitted back to the base control tower!

Having accomplished all this, "Shadow" did not linger for a moment.

Under Lao Zhao's calm maneuvering, it glided gracefully like an ink droplet in water, using its speed advantage to instantly escape the dangerous airspace with the out-of-control F-15, and disappeared once again into the deep dark blue background below.

The entire movement was fluid and graceful, carrying a cold, all-encompassing elegance.

At 10,000 meters altitude, only the out-of-control, tumbling F-15 Vulture remained, along with the terrified cries of its wingman "Raven," and the incredulous, fearful screams of the SR-71 "Raven" even higher up.

"God! What is that?! A vulture! Report the situation! A vulture!!"

Inside the "Shadow" cockpit, the moment Lao Zhao completed the disengagement maneuver, he suddenly felt a tremor like a leaf coming from his right hand gripping the stick!

At the same time, the piercing airframe overload alarm and engine compartment overheat alarm blared mournfully in the deathly silent cockpit!

He suddenly looked down at the status screen, where the curves representing the temperature at the rear of the engine compartment were surging wildly!

That red area, which symbolized danger, has been completely submerged!

A blinding, deep purple hue, representing the highest level of crisis, quickly filled the entire screen!