One south and one north, the Russian fighter jets that were attacking at high speed were soon discovered by the vs mode An/apg-63. The onboard computer immediately determined that the target coincided with the data information of the lower chain of "Wanglou". A "ding" prompt sounded in the cockpit. Major George Kenny, who was controlling No. 260 F-15c, was immediately clever and pressed the call button:

"'rain wave w_two', I just intercepted the target. The data has been sent. Ignore the iff identification information and prepare to pick up the enemy. Repeat it. The target has been intercepted. Ignore the iff information and prepare to pick up the enemy. It's finished!"

“‘rain wave w_two’ received!

——Boss, I also found the target, thirty-seven (mile) and 23,000 (foot) in height, can I get into the battle?"

"negaitve(no), negative, the Russians may be playing tricks, 'rain wave w_two', you immediately climb up and occupy the place, ready to intercept head-on, I am responsible for taking care of the areas on both sides; remember, if you leave immediately after a wave of BVR attack, this single 'flanker' is likely to be... 'sickle', and you are not allowed to enter WVR confrontation, this is an order!"

"I understand...Boss, it's over."

The major's reminder, although it was kind, made the lieutenant pilot who was a novice feel dissatisfied.

Not long after entering the Rainbow Squadron, this young man who only participated in a few actual combats, did not have much concept of "Death" and "Scythe". He only knew that the "Flanker" of the red star with eye-catching white background slaughtered many Jasdf fighter jets, but the Japanese's level was just that, what could it mean?

With such suspicion, he drove the dark gray "eagle" toward the target. The lieutenant's underestimation of the enemy. Major George Kenny, who was lagging behind, was not unaware, but he was sure that this young man was a very law-abiding rookie. As long as he strictly obeyed the orders, he launched an over-visual range attack at medium and long distances, and avoided entering the fight, even if he faced "Death".

In comparison, the plundering mission undertaken by the old bird is more dangerous. If the one who rushed over was really that crazy Russian. Then...

If you really encounter the "God of Death", the rookie cannot count on it, but what should you do if the fighter interceptor line is done?

Can he, and his "eagle", stop the "flanker", George Kenny gasped when he thought of this.

As a veteran air combat who has been through life and death and survived the Far East battlefield, the major certainly knows his weight. When he really encounters that situation, as the backbone of the "Rainbow Squadron", it is also an unwritten responsibility to cover the rookie out of the battle. However, in the face of "Death", who can guarantee that he can do this? Isn't this a joke about his life?

He ordered the rookie to rush forward and fire the gun. But he hesitated for a while behind. The ever-changing clear sky battlefield could not allow George Kenny to think more. While pressing the button, he switched the lightning to RWS mode, he was wary of the Russians' usual "one-machine fishing, sea-following" tactics, and also tried to track lonely targets at high altitudes. The "allow-fire" prompt given by the fire control computer flashed continuously on the flat display, but it soon disappeared.

Damn, the Russians actually got rid of it. Can that guy Partridge still catch him?

The Major's 260 aircraft had just lost its target. At this moment, Lieutenant Partridge, who was approaching the Russian "flanker", was also in a daze.

He just locked in that "flanker" and shot two aim-120bs at a distance of thirty miles to attack. However, the Russian who entered the side turned was as cunning as a loach. The locked an/apg-63 was rescanning the approximate position, but there was no interception prompt.

The Russian fighter plane could not be caught, and the "slammer" missile that was stuck in the air could not get the correction command. The lieutenant stared at the vast sky and hesitated for a moment, then immediately pulled the rod into circles, and quickly got out of the battle according to the major's instructions.

Facing the cunning Russians and resolutely implementing the orders of their superiors, the lieutenant's actions did save him and his landline.

At this moment, the White No. 20, which was tracking with a series of continuous side turn, was approaching, and as usual, the two R-27eps rushed in front of the Qifei fighter plane as usual. If the lieutenant's f-15c was a little more reckless and drove the radar to find the "flanker" who was not sure where to go, he might be hit first.

The two sides approached head-on, and a wave of missiles fought each other without results. The head-on interception tactics were so inefficient in the battle between fighters.

The target was found missing, and the Americans who called through the radio were still coordinating with each other. The 267 "Eagle" that turned around and the 260 driven by Major George Kenny crossed far away. The major immediately instructed the rookie to contact the "flare", regain the air situation guidance, and come back in a big circle and try to stop and shoot the attack.

Damn it, since you just rushed over like this, you will definitely be a "sickle"!

After many air contests, the major completely believed in his intuition. When he flew in front of the plane, his hand holding the joystick was trembling little by little. However, the quality of the soldier still made him insist on moving forward, and at the same time called for the "flare" patrolling behind:

"Call 'flare', call 'flare', request support, enter the airspace 255x to maintain the interception line, the target is suspected to be 'scythe'!"

"'sickle'--?!"

It was obvious that I had a premonition or "awareness", but when I heard this code name, the battlefield controller sitting on the "Wanglou" early warning aircraft still felt cold in my heart. Without thinking, I shouted out the orders I repeatedly emphasized above:

"If it is confirmed as 'sick', 'rain wave w_private x', immediately escape after launching a bvr attack!

Repeat it, no visual contact is allowed,——complete!”

“‘rain wave w_private x’ received!

but--"

While calling, he flew the plane to meet the enemy. Cold sweat was already pouring out of his forehead. He was determined to cover the rookie and withdraw from the battle. George Kenny, who issued the "second interception" instructions in a hurry, did not want to fight. However, he knew better that turning around and running away in the face of enemy planes was a complete dereliction of duty on the battlefield.

It's fine when attacking, but now it's an air defense interception mission. If you escape in the last battle, you have to go to court!

When fighting, I was distracted by these broken things. The refreshed air situation on the display screen is still very complicated. Just dozens of kilometers away, a group of Russian attack aircraft are trying to cross the intercept line of friendly troops, with "feners" and MiG aircraft flying everywhere. If they are broken through this place by "sickles" again...

Ah, now there is no time to think of anything else. If you stare at the major in the distance, you can almost see a shadow in the clear sky. That should be-

No, it's impossible, why so close!

He was extremely nervous because of the encounter with the "God of Death". Seeing a dark shadow in the sky approaching quickly, and then rushed by from a distance. Major Kenny, who had just misjudged the target type, exclaimed in surprise. He screamed a few times, almost thinking that the Russian madman had flew over, and then suddenly realized that it was an air-to-air missile that Ivan fired!

But, damn it, it's actually at such a close distance...

Is this considered bad luck or extremely lucky? Should he be directly out of contact?

Before the major could figure out what to do, the rwr alarm sounded "beep" and the radar intercepting prompt sound mixed in between sounded in the cockpit. George Kenny, who was fighting "Death", stood firm in the position of the plane and recovered from a string of snake-shaped maneuvers that had just entered.

Once the target is intercepted by the an/apg-63 radar in melee mode, the button is pressed heavily, and the two "slammers" then leave the body and ignite and fly quickly. The "eagle" roaring forward jumps and changes its course. The R-77 missile that came from the clear sky is approaching. The radar warning sound reminds the major that the Russian "flanker" is continuing to track himself. Now is the time for both sides to compete for maneuver avoidance!

They approached head-on and threw out over-visual missiles. Even the ARMs needed to carry aircraft for a period of time to take care of them. However, the two heavy fighter jets at altitudes of thousands of meters were replacing positions, which invisibly increased the difficulty of staring at the targets for radar.

After launching the missile, the No. 260 F-15c jumped and turned sideways. The major completed this action quite standard. The gray fighter in the blue sky drew a winding upward curved track. The head radar antenna was constantly adjusting its position under the servo mechanism, always aiming at the target position. The pilot who endured centrifugal overload tried his best to look up from afar. The enemy plane in the direction of ten o'clock was vaguely visible. The two sides had already entered visual contact. Next...

Then, what is that?

In the "Eagle" fighter flying at high speed and rising and turning, George Kenny's vision was slightly blurred. In the shadows, he saw a black shadow with constant changes in directions. The hollow triangle superimposed on the flat surface was flashing, telling him that it was the Russian "flanker" coming towards him. However, at this moment, something suddenly appeared around him.

Before the major could react, the sharp sound of the radar alarm made him feel cold. He hurriedly looked down at the rwr warning instrument, W-band signal, and the Russians' active radar-guided missile!

AA-12 Viper, a threat that appeared in the Far East battlefield recently, George Kenny had encountered it once before. Without thinking, he immediately pulled the rod back to the right, and then pushed the rod and pushed the rudder. The f-15c with a speed of 450 knots rolled and plunged towards the sea. From the horizon, the fierce missile flew past the "eagle" with violent maneuvering and avoiding within a few seconds. However, at the next moment, another missile flew against the trend at 11 o'clock and exploded the No. 260 aircraft.
Chapter completed!