I was confused and didn't know how long it took, but my consciousness gradually became clear.

"Victor, how are you doing!"

What? What does it mean.

A vague scene gradually appeared in front of me. What's wrong with me?

There seemed to be someone shouting loudly in his ears. Although he could understand the meaning, Long Yun found that it seemed to be Russian. When did he become able to understand Russian?

"Is something wrong with Victor?"

It seemed that it took a lot of effort, and facing the dazzling light, Long Yun tried to open his eyes wide.

It seemed as if suddenly, I was in a place that seemed to be the cockpit of the plane. I was wearing a tight aviation anti-denomination suit; when I turned my heavy head, I saw an arc-shaped enclosure frame and a gloomy sky outside the glass hatch. A large number of instruments were presented in front of me, and on the green glass display screen on the upper left, there were light spots flashing. I am-

"Hell. Victor may be in a coma!"

Who is Victor? Are you talking about me?

Long Yun's throat moved, causing a few monotonous clicks in his headphones. He originally planned to say something, but hesitated for a while when he thought that he didn't speak Russian. In addition to the hissing of the headphones, there seemed to be a unique running sound of the jet engine in his ears. With the feeling of constant bumps, Long Yun realized that he seemed to be in the cockpit of a fighter aircraft that was carrying out what mission. Oh, that's it?

Somehow, when I saw something that should be the same as a radar screen, there were several bright echo display points, and Long Yun suddenly remembered something. Isn't this...right, is it mysterious g-29?

Since Long Yun, who often spends time in air combat games, has a little clue, the instruments in front of him that seem to be messy at first glance suddenly seem to have reasons for his existence. Although he doesn't know what's going on, judging from the peaceful appearance of the radar, the fighter he is in seems to be in combat now!

Thinking of this, Long Yun suddenly felt refreshed.

Yes, this is a radar display, this is a level, a speedometer, and... A glimpse of the target distance display given by the radar and the calculation results superimposed by the fire control system on it, Long Yun found that he should do something. He quickly turned on the missile pre-power switch, switched the radar mode at the same time, and prepared to input command information into the missile; a series of actions, proficient in himself was a little surprised.

I don’t know where the knowledge comes from. Although I have never had any experience in flying a real fighter, Long Yun’s cāo work at this time was like a veteran who had experienced many battles. The radar prompted that the target distance was 55,000 meters and an altitude of 6,000, and was approaching him at a speed of 0.8 Mach.

So, what missile are you carrying?

Long Yun suddenly thought that in the standard air combat mount of Mi G-29, the farthest range should be r-27r. The display light on the right side of the panel prompts that this unit is indeed equipped with two, but the fire control system has not entered the locked state.

There is no need to observe the instruments of large and small size on the panel. Long Yun immediately considered that the instructions given by the system were correct. In theory, the enemy and me still did not respond to the recognition of the enemy and me. According to the regulations, the speed of the fighter was still subsonic, with an altitude of more than 4,000. This state cannot provide ideal launch conditions for the r-27, and the range will inevitably be greatly reduced. The probability of hitting targets outside 50 kilometers is quite low. I wonder what state the aircraft used to catch the enemy before? The altitude and speed are not ideal, Long Yun immediately recharged the throttle to speed up.

At this time, Long Yun was involuntarily immersed in the tension of air confrontation. He didn't even realize that he shouldn't have any ability to fly a fighter jet without feeling space.

At this moment, as a strange feeling came, Long Yun felt that his eyes were a little dark. The instrument and radar display, which were not so clear, seemed to become crazy. The cabin made a noise and the flashing of the etiquette made people feel upset. An inexplicable irritation filled his mind. Long Yun didn't know what was going on; the noise in the headphones became louder and louder, almost deafing his ears. Looking up, under the dark blue sky, Long Yun did not find any other objects.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that his own CāO operation caused the overload? Long Yun clearly realized that although he had a split headache and his vision became very dim, his body did not feel like he was overloaded. The radar display could no longer work normally at this time, and Long Yun wanted to insist on launching the missile. At this moment, he finally realized something was wrong.

——The direction, the direction is incorrect.

In the flash, Long Yun endured his headache and sorted out his entire idea. Judging from the navigation information, he should be performing an air defense interception mission now, but he could not see the ground when he looked down, so he should be over the ocean now. Recalling those obscure Russian place names, Long Yun knew his current location: the Baltic Sea, which is the only possibility. So why is his position 190 and he is flying eastward? What exactly is the target on the radar? If it is an enemy plane... is this possible?

Long Yun's thoughts were interrupted by a dizzy feeling.

There seems to be a very negative and extremely dark consciousness that is gradually eroding his own thinking; Long Yun vaguely realized that his real threat might not be the two light spots on the radar, but some mysterious force that causes him to be dizzy now.

Yes, it is nearby, deeply hidden in a place where you cannot see it. The thoughts emitted, the cold and evil aura can be clearly touched by you.

What's this?

Almost all the instruments in the cockpit failed. Long Yun glanced at a few quick glances. He could only see that the level was normal in the dim vision, and the other instruments were all miserable. Faced with the terrible experience that he had never been exposed to, Long Yun couldn't help but fall into an inexplicable panic that was difficult to break free. He sat up straight with all his strength, while controlling the fighter's plane into the rolling, while looking around from the cockpit G-29 that should have been very good in the field of vision; but he still found nothing except the deep orchid sky. Not only that, in such an unchanging dim color, Long Yun felt that he had lost his sense of speed, and he seemed to be losing in this strange and dim space.

There is nothing.

But this is obviously impossible!

Long Yun gritted his teeth, and could still sense in his consciousness that the source of all this was nearby. With his intuition, Long Yun seemed to have captured something in a flash, and he turned around and looked back with difficulty.
Chapter completed!