"Fuck! Damn it, don't you know I'm flying this way?"
"You're going to kill two people, and if you come any closer, you're done for."
"Man, there's nothing we can do. We're so crowded, there's no room."
Anthony cursed: "That fucker can't keep leaning towards me."
At this time, the US air force formation was in chaos.
Each team turned their fighter jets to avoid the incoming air-to-air missiles.
"boom!"
“Boom boom!”
“Boom…boom!”
Explosions continued to occur in the sky.
Some use decoy bombs, some lower the fighter's flight altitude, and some pass through mountains or other places to block the air-to-air missiles behind the fighter.
There were even some improper operations that resulted in a collision between two fighter jets and an explosion, leaving no time for parachuting.
After a few dozen seconds.
The US military aircraft dodged the first wave of attacks, and the radar showed the location of the Ghost mercenary aircraft.
They were furious and began to reorganize and prepare to fight back.
However, it was discovered that the fighter squadron had only 5 of the previous 8 fighters, and most of the rest were bombers.
At this time, the colonel in charge of the US military formation said: "Guys, retreat, retreat..."
"GO!"
“GO…GO!”
"There are too many enemy aircraft. All fighters should pull up, hide in the clouds or lower their altitude, flying at low altitude and high speed."
"As for the bomber's ammunition bay, throw it anywhere you want now to empty it all and increase the flight speed."
"Guys, this time it's only God's blessing that allowed us to return safely."
At this moment, the US air force had solemn expressions on their faces, their hands tightly gripping the joysticks, cold sweat constantly coming out of their foreheads, and their minds were highly concentrated.
If an operation goes wrong, there will be no second chance to redo it, and you will die for your country, and even your body will not be found.
Wang Jie's formation on the opposite side watched the American troops retreat in a scattered manner.
The bombers emptied their magazines and joined the fleeing team.
"Hahaha!"
"Captain, has the hunt started?" the team member asked with a smile.
Wang Jie looked at the display screen and said with a smile: "Brothers, the hunting operation begins!"
"Let's see who can shoot down the US fighter jet this time. I'll ask the boss for a reward for him then."
"Captain, this time it's up to me, Lao Wang."
"Haha, Lao Wang, go back to your woman's bed."
"When I was flying a fighter plane, you weren't even born yet."
"Haha!"
"Get lost!"
Wang Sanfu said confidently, "Now is not the time for training, and it's still uncertain who will win."
"Oh, you can do it, kid. So confident?"
"When I was flying a fighter plane, your hair hadn't even grown out yet you dared to challenge me."
"Wait, see how I torture you."
Wang Jie just listened and had no intention of interrupting.
He stared at the screen from time to time, engaging in close combat with US fighter jets.
"clatter!"
"Da...da da."
The fighter planes were chasing at high altitude, and high-speed machine guns were continuously strafing the American fighter planes in front.
Since the fighter planes in the 1980s basically retained large-caliber high-speed machine guns, they were mainly used for close combat.
If you look down from space, you can see an aerial chase going on on this battlefield, with explosions constantly happening in the sky.
At this time, we are on the ground of Iraq.
"Grandpa, look at the sky, what are those?"
The old man put down his farm work, looked up and said in surprise: "Ariz, there is an air battle breaking out."
"Grandpa, what is air combat?"
"Arizi, come here, let me tell you, this is the world's most advanced technological product."
"They are collectively called fighter jets! Piloting one, you can soar through the sky and overlook the earth."
Arez's eyes were full of stars, and he said longingly: "Grandpa, when I grow up, I must fly a fighter jet and soar in the sky."
"Hahaha!"
"Areiz, you are still young. Flying a fighter jet is very dangerous. You need to fight against the enemy country."
"What you see now is that they are fighting against foreign enemies."
Arez smiled and said firmly, "Grandpa, I'm not afraid."
"I believe that in the future, I can fly Iraqi fighter jets to protect this land and prevent enemy invasion."
suddenly.
The two were chatting when a fighter plane in the sky, with a long black smoke coming out of its tail, fell towards them.
The old man said in fear: "Arizi, let's get out of here quickly. That fighter plane over there is falling towards us."
"If we were in that area, we would probably all die."
The old man, holding the little boy Arez, ran towards the nearby valley.
at the same time.
Many Iraqi children living near the battlefield watched the war.
In the next few decades, a large number of top pilots emerged from this region, which had an unexpected impact on the development of Iraq's defense industry.
At the same time, Miracle Group also welcomed a large number of Iraqi talents, especially in the military industry.
...
However.
Wang Jie and his friends didn't know that this air battle changed the fate of too many people.
However, they are still encircling and suppressing the fleeing US fighter jets, and their number is decreasing.
At this time, Joseph and Anthony were terrified as they looked at the fighter planes chasing them from behind. They were very angry but helpless.
"Joseph, what now?"
"Fuck! What else can we do? The fighter planes that just returned to Guandao Base have lost contact, which means we can't go back."
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