Of course, Locke's missile did not hit.

Aim-9, which has a launch time and combat targets, can it capture the fighter plane Long Yun rides?

That is a complete dream.

Just now, when he found that the enemy plane had signs of launching missiles, Long Yun judged from the distance and attack mode that it was an infrared-guided Aim-9. At the same time, he also knew that the pilot of the fighter was still a novice in helicopter shooting.

I wonder which third-rate military academy taught him how to use helicopters like this?

Of course, it may be that this guy did not carry the radar-guided Aim-7, but he rushed straight up and attacked head-on with infrared missiles. This way of playing is really a bit mentally retarded.

Without any hesitation, Long Yun, who took over the control of the fuselage, seized the opportunity, first released a set of infrared interference bombs, and then suddenly pulled the head of the fuselage and carried out a sharp lateral translation. Carefully control the elevation angle of the fuselage of the Mi-28. The engine jet port with the most obvious infrared characteristics of the entire machine has been obscured by the wide fuselage short wings. The aim-9 that rushed to the rashly was indeed not that smart, and rushed directly to the center of the interfering barrage.

With a dull loud noise, Long Yun felt a slight impact, and the fragments exploded from the missile warhead could hardly touch the helicopter's body. The most important thing was that the rotor was still intact.

Avoid success!

Long Yun avoided the attack in a thrilling manner, without any hesitation. Such a gambling behavior cannot be repeated again and again. He must fight back immediately!

Quickly switch the automatic aiming gun to manual mode, and the firing speed gear is set to the highest 900 rounds per minute. When Long Yun just returned to his stable posture, he relied on his intuition to shoot a long tongue of flames.

As the long series of shells flew away from the muzzle, the violent back seat of the 2a42 cannon made the helicopter tremble. Long Yun, without any auxiliary aiming equipment, could only rely on his judgment and subconsciousness.

Although the 2a42 is quite excellent among the cannons used by helicopters, and in theory, the range is enough to attack low-altitude targets below 2,000 meters, it is another matter in actual use.

The fire control system designed specifically for ground attacks cannot track high-speed aerial targets and lack of targeting measures when the cannon is used to attack fixed-wing aircraft, which can be said to be difficult; unless it is an opponent who comes from the opponent or leaves straight - and what Long Yun is facing now happens to be like this.

Continuous shooting, Long Yun fired seventy or eighty shells in one breath, almost exhausting all the high-explosion fragments in the bullet cabin. The intermittent tracer drew a slightly messy ballistic distribution in the air, and opened the sparse but no loopholes in the air.

Lieutenant Locke, who had just been furious, was still immersed in the annoyance of his defeat in the attack. He was still hesitating whether to do another dive and try his luck.

Perhaps, that Russian plane was not just fish on the chopping board as he thought?

"Luo, Lock!——Look, it's amazing!"

At this time, a hoarse howl sounded again in the back seat. Sbanther, an idiot from Kansas, is really annoying!

Just as he was about to shut up, Locke also saw the flames rising from the bottom of the back, and he was stunned.

That's - what's the thing?

Just in Long Yun's sight, the fast-pulling f-4 seemed to finally find traces of traces in the air and began to twist the body clumsyly to try to avoid it; but he knew very well that the unlucky pilot would probably not have thought that the number of warheads that were silently attacking in the darkness would only be more.

That's natural, because not every shell is covered with tracer!

The explosion sounded densely outside the cabin, and an irresistible cold chill suddenly surged in Lieutenant Locke's heart.

This damn helicopter, this big fat goose, can actually fire and fight back! Oh my God, this explosion - it should be ejected immediately! The lieutenant, who was so frightened that he was so scared that he was so scared that he suddenly reached out to pull the ejection handle on the seat, but was so frightened that he didn't feel any ejection.

——Damn it! This damn two-seater, if the back seat is not ejected first, he will not be able to move!

"Hell! - Sbanther is about to eject! We, we're going to be finished!"

No matter how he shouted at the top of his throat, the back seat did not react; he turned his head back and looked back with difficulty, and Lieutenant Locke was frightened to see the head of the cāo operator Sbanser had broken and died on the spot, and blood was splattered on the broken windshield.

It's really a ghost! If you don't die sooner or later, you're going to kill me-

Don't think too much about it, the violent explosion and the instantaneous fireball ended his thinking forever.

...

In the dim night sky, the ghostly mystery -28 flew east quickly.

Driving in an almost intact Mi-28, Long Yun skillfully flew forward with close proximity to the ground, checking from time to time whether their flight path was consistent with the scheduled route.

After the thrilling encounter just now, their current position has deviated a little from the route. If they accidentally fly out of the pre-demarcated air corridor, they may encounter the air defense fire of the Soviet front-line troops who are always careful.

Keeping a high degree of caution, Long Yun was in a relaxed mood, and he even hummed a little song.

Isn't it? It's completely hard to get a fighter with an armed helicopter.

Almost collapsed in the front seat, the driver from the "Signal Flag" team was still recalling the short encounter he had just experienced.

After repeating the wonderful battle process several times in his mind, he still couldn't figure out what method the air force ace behind him, Captain Rezenov, used to beat the plane that almost killed them.

As an old man in the "Signal Flag" unit, he himself is not a full-time helicopter pilot, but he still sincerely admits that the ace pilot behind him is much more skillful than he himself.

If, just when he took off and returned, he was only surprised and appreciated Long Yun's outstanding performance, then after experiencing the terrifying journey on the brink of death, the pilot's admiration for Captain Rezenov has become full of soldiers' worship and admiration for the god of war.

It turned out that when he was training in the team, even the instructor thought that he was a good player in flying helicopters; but after what he saw and heard today, he realized that these Air Force killers were not vague at all.

This is simply - it's so amazing!

The pilot couldn't help but continue to imagine that if they had all such aces in the Army and Aviation Corps, they would have driven all the French into the English Channel long ago.

No!
Chapter completed!