With a desire for battle, Long Yun drove his plane to approach the enemy in the north.

As he accelerated and rushed on the scheduled route, he looked around and there was no trace of friendly fighter jets in the clear sky.

But at this moment, he is not alone.

In fact, if Long Yun's radar could see behind, he would find a large number of fighter jets moving in the high sky behind him.

Since the 309th Regiment's combat report was submitted to the headquarters to explain the attack plan of the Red Air Force's top ace Victor Rezenov, the Air Force Command approved the combat plan and coordinated the deployment on a large scale, so that he must fight this battle well.

Of course, even the number one ace of the Red Air Force, normal attacks may not be treated like this; but this time his mission is extraordinary, not only to let the opponent know clearly that his re-engagement will give the enemy a great deterrence, but also to ensure his absolute safety, at least not to fall into the hands of the enemy again.

In order to complete such a task, the command not only increased the attack efforts of each aviation regiment according to the scheduled deployment, but also specially arranged the 150 fighter regiment stationed at the East German Second Line Airport to dispatch several Su-27s to cooperate with the National Air Defense Force's Mis G-31 to scoop the rear of this ace. Among them, Mis G-31 was deployed at an altitude of about 12,000 meters, while Su-27s was deployed in the air and the 310th regiment's Mis G-29 was deployed in the air. In addition to other friendly units active in nearby airspace, Long Yun had dozens of support fighter jets behind him.

These models are all different, all of which are gun-loaded and live ammunition fighters waiting for opportunities in the air. There are terrible combat power of more than 60 firepower channels. If the number one ace is excited in the battle and loses its power, they will rush up and fire up all tens of thousands of bullets without saying a word, and must snatch him back to the Warsaw Pact control area intact.

On the ground near the front, several assault teams were on standby at this time. If any unexpected situation occurred, they would immediately penetrate the NATO front that was riddled with holes in front of them and appear in places that needed rescue as soon as possible.

Finally, the 309th Regiment fighter jets that received the cover order were also on the flanks at this time; the superiors knew the combat habits of the number one ace, and did not equip him with wingmen to avoid distraction.

Driving Red 13 continued to climb and accumulate altitude, the radar was filled with fuzzy signals of interference, and the battlefield situation in front of Long Yun was unprecedentedly chaotic.

As the radar weapon began to ring, knowing that the opponent had noticed his existence, without any hesitation, Long Yun drove the Red No. 13 MiG full of R-73 fighting missiles into dive from a height of 7,000 meters; as the distance with the enemy plane continued to shorten, the sound of the weapon sounded one after another, and the small disc-shaped display light array lit up.

Just opposite him, he finally crossed the front line from the narrow airspace in front of the battlefield according to the pre-finishing machine. Now at least five fighter jets are locking in Long Yun's Mig-29. He doesn't even have to carefully distinguish it, and he knows that the incoming missiles have already been on the road.

The fighter jets belonging to the 38th Squadron of JG71 and the 15th Air Wing of the United States are divided into two echelons and approaching from different heights. At a height of 6,000, which is good at high-speed interception, and at a lower height of 4,500 meters, four F-16 under the command and guidance of two F-15c.

In addition, just like this, the two ec-16a part-time electronic warfare aircraft were fully powered, and the entire formation kept a high tension and searched forward.

Judging from their attitude, it seems like there are swords and fires ahead. Could it be that they have encountered a large number of intercepting enemies?

However, in front of them, there was clearly only a lonely Soviet fighter jet coming towards them; the reason why they were so cautious was that the previous Red 13 MiG, which they called "Crazy Ivan", had left a deep memory for NATO pilots.

So at this time, when they found a lonely figure in the sky opposite, they not only did not feel relaxed, but they felt a sense of panic.

The Russians who are alone may be even more crazy. What if they encounter that "crazy Ivan" again?

If it weren't for this group, I wouldn't dare to go up and say hello.

With so many fighter jets concentrated in such a narrow airspace, he could only see a small group of messy echoes on Longyun's n019 radar due to severe electronic interference.

But so what?

If I had known this was the result, Long Yun did not carry the bulky R-27: This kind of missile with a flaunt wing and a powerful appearance is usually used as a gun, saving nearly half a ton of load load. What's wrong with it?

Under the wings are now six R-73s in Yishui'er. You can feel that the body is more agile than usual. Long Yun has decided to kill in a dog fight.

In this way, with the indomitable desire to kill the enemy and facing the flood of missiles, Long Yun used all his strength and almost no stagnation to drive all his strength into the crisis-ridden combat airspace.

In Long Yun's keen sight, the "Sparrow" missiles that were dragging their tail smoke and flying in the sky were as ridiculous as the powerless bow and arrow facing the mad dragon. Facing the incoming missiles, flying the flexible Red Thirteen swings left and right, and making incredible continuous side turn maneuvering evasions one after another; the fighter jets danced gracefully in the invitation to death of the missile, and their smooth and free tracks crossed the sky. On the background of the pale missile flying randomly, it was as gorgeous and deadly as the totem.

It was a talisman full of death, more like an invitation from the god of death!

Near, closer!

The Red No. 13 MiG machine painted with bright red five-pointed stars came to her head with fierce murderous aura; after experiencing the first encounter, the appearance of Long Yun has caused extreme panic among the opponent!

Accompanied by the series of screams in the channel, several people in the messy fighter cockpits saw the exaggerated paintings of the attackers; the bright red five-pointed stars particularly stimulated their nerves, and the side of the inlet was the familiar and hair-like figure.

Red No. 13!

Oh my God, it’s really that lunatic. He actually crawled out of hell!

The movement is light and agile. The MiG aircraft draws a complex maneuvering trajectory in the sky; it does not waste every precious energy, continuously rotates sideways and defensive barrel rolls, and the MiG that shakes the missile climbs and accelerates again. The missile is still running around, sharply transfers and reverses the side, interfering with the opponent's approaching attack; the infrared jamming bomb is radiated by sixteen infrared jamming bombs, and the missile barely passes sideways without detonating. There is another threat ahead, and it immediately changes and connects to the bell-type maneuver, and dives are accelerated! In conjunction with the jamming bombs, another missile deviates from the direction of aiming.

In this way, he ignored all the siege and blocked the fighter jets and rushed in the chaotic sky. The gorgeous track was beautiful and fatal; the offense and defense were completely integrated, Long Yun's shooting never failed, and the R-73's death appointment was constantly broadcast, and the moment the missile flew out of the air determined the fate of the opponent.

The pilots of the jg71 and the 15th Regiment fighter jets, who were still struggling in vain in the sky, were already on the verge of mental collapse. While holding the cāo pole with their trembling hands, they looked around from under the glass hatch in fear; but no matter how hard they tried, except for the fire-falling fighter jets and the futile missiles, only the terrifying afterimage of the MiG aircraft always appeared above their heads from time to time.

It seemed that the one who was fighting desperately with them at this time was no longer a lonely MiG aircraft, but an entire fighter brigade with a rainbow of momentum; is this crazy and overwhelming momentum really a limit that humans can reach?

In the sky where the situation was completely out of control, the thunder of the fighter engine and the missile explosion were one after another. Under the background of the chaotic Tianmu, there were missiles flying everywhere. The blind launch of panic response was in less than two minutes, at least one NATO fighter was hit by its own infrared guided missile; if this was also considered Long Yun's result, then his current single shot down has reached four or more!

The pilot, who was sweating profusely and almost left his body, was unable to concentrate on flying the fighter jets. The scene in front of him began to become blurred and distorted; just as the MiG aircraft, which was passing like a ghost in his sight, had a ghost-like figure, had a ghost-like appearance!

This clearly visually disorganized scene completely defeated the pilot's will, and he screamed uncontrollably.

“—He is not alone!”

“—He is not fighting alone!”

What does this mean? Deep fear and confusion envelop everyone's hearts.

He is not a human, would he be a monster? Or is he not alone, and a new terrifying MiG appeared on the battlefield?

To a certain extent, both understandings are completely correct. At this time, Long Yun had already begun to go completely, and seemed to have turned into a roaring dragon in the sky; missiles, navigation cannons, and instant choices have nothing to do with consciousness, and the combat instinct that has completely burst out has already reached its incredible limit!

Migoyan and Glevic were all possessed by souls at this moment, and he was by no means fighting alone.

He is definitely not fighting alone!

He is not alone! But a dragon!

A violent war dragon that possesses and invades bones with glory and dreams of the MiG family!

The attack was violent and deadly, and the murderous aura of MiG enveloped the sky; the rd-33 engine emitted a rage, and afterburning exceeded the allowable limit had been too long, but what's the matter?

Even if the engine is replaced after landing, a moment of death dance can cut off the enemy's trembling head.

Instead of spending his whole life in vain, anyone will choose to become a hero, even if there is only one chance to fly into the blue sky, and even if there is only five minutes to go wild!

Go wild, Dragon MiG!
Chapter completed!