The aerial situation in the Caucasus region has deteriorated suddenly in the past two weeks.

With the continuous mobilization of NATO's troops, the number of fighter jet wings deployed on the southern border of the Soviet Union is increasing, and activities are becoming more and more frequent. Faced with this situation, the Soviet Air Force and the National Air Defense Force must of course attack with all their might, but many aviation regiments equipped with second-generation fighter jets have suffered considerable losses one after another.

Among them, the troops with the highest combat losses rate also need to mention the 147th Frontline Fighter Regiment.

This front-line unit stationed on the outskirts of Grozny lost more than fifteen Mig-23ml in less than two weeks; it was equivalent to two-thirds of the combat power of the entire regiment, and in fact it had completely lost its combat power.

Looking at the statistical table below, although from the overall exchange ratio, the combat efficiency of NATO and the Soviet Union is not much different now; but Long Yun knew very well that as experienced pilots gradually consumed in the ruthless air tug-of-war, the combat quality of the subsequent troops was worrying, and the exchange ratio might become increasingly ugly.

These second-tier troops that were mainly responsible for combat readiness tasks, even if advanced fighter jets such as G-29 and Su-27 were temporarily replaced due to limited technology and hastily changed shapes, their actual combat effectiveness may not be comparable to the original first-tier aviation regiment.

Faced with such a difficult situation, Long Yun put the information back on the table, turned off the light and lay on the bed in a daze.

At this time, Long Yun was not so worried about the threat from the Americans, but rather looking forward to the air showdown between the Su-27 and his dead opponent F-15. The previous raid results were just a brief prelude to his combat career in the 237th Regiment. What kind of results will he achieve when he really encountered these powerful and domineering "eagles" in the sky?

The fighter elite of the US Air Force, are they?

Who will be more powerful? This kind of question will be answered soon.

...

The next morning, Long Yun, who was getting up early to apply for an attack at the regiment headquarters, was unexpectedly blocked at the door.

Just last night, I don’t know if it was his desire to fight. Not only did he not end his time travel back to the real world, he also had a lot of strange dreams about air combat.

Because of the experience of time travel, Long Yun was dreaming that he had traveled again, and even had a dream made him nervous. In the dream, he found that his driver's heavy armored attack aircraft covered up and killed all the way, shooting down countless fish in infinite ammunition mode, and finally threw the nuclear bomb on the head of the Zi Seduction Statue in New York.

It's completely absurd war fanaticism!

Rubbing his swollen head, Long Yun reluctantly threw these messy memories behind his head, and then gave Valentine, who was handsome but a little ambiguous, smiled reluctantly.

"Good morning, Victor. Where are you going?"

"Uh, go for breakfast."

Giving an answer that is correct, but obviously does not express the meaning of the words, Long Yun wants to leave.

But it was obvious that Valentina had no intention of letting him move alone. She reached out to hold Long Yun's arm and curbed his lifting pace without much effort.

"I knew about the matter in the group yesterday; today the leader will give you a day off and go out for a walk with me."

"——Vacation? But, I'm going to attack——”

"I know this," Realizing that the trumpet in front of him only had combat in his eyes, it was obvious that he ignored her appearance. Valentina felt annoyed in her heart. She took Long Yun's arm without saying anything, and dragged him to the restaurant to have a meal together. "But Korolev has already lined up for duty, and there is no wingman to escort you. You should stay on the ground honestly today!"

Was dragged towards the restaurant by Valentina. When his limbs touched, Long Yun could feel the straight and soft body part under the plaid shirt; he felt that this was inappropriate, but there was no way to imagine this KGB agent.

Speaking of which, Valentina knew the arrangements of the group, as if she not only knew what the group had arranged for him, but also could determine his current tasks and schedule to a certain extent.

What is the situation, or, in other words, who is he under now, is it the 237th Regiment or the KGB?

Of course, the answer to this question is to know without asking; before Long Yun could think clearly, his body was already very tactfully following Valencina.

After having breakfast a little uncomfortable and feeling the complicated eyes of the group, Long Yun called Valentine on the path next to the restaurant, and tactfully reminded her that it would be better not to always appear in the base; as for the reason, in addition to his feeling of being a little embarrassed, at least one comrade in the group had just sacrificed his comrade yesterday, but now he was seen getting mixed up with his "lovers". This situation made Long Yun feel inappropriate when he remembered it.

However, with his big eyes blinking with gray and black pupils, Valentina did not agree with his proposal:

"I think you're over-concerned? I understand the thoughts of these young men. Now that they appear here, morale may not be a bad thing," she said, and she reached out to pick up two small notes from her handbag. "Besides, my top priority now is to be responsible for your safety issues, and I don't care about so many other things. - Victor, how are you feeling now? Do you want to go to a movie with me to relieve your boredom?"

Seeing Valentina wearing linen trousers and a long-sleeved women's shirt in front of her, her watery eyes were still looking at herself intently. Long Yun changed her mind and swallowed the words "I don't really want to go".

At this time, the conscious spy technique told Long Yun that her arrangement today was also intentional, so why would she ask her own opinions?

Sure enough, I can't take off to fight today, so let's listen to the instructions of this KGB beauty.

...

Stavropol, the name refers to both the medium-sized city where the 237th Regiment was stationed in the suburbs, and is also used to refer to the entire Stavropol Krai of the Soviet Union.

This area has railways running across the land, but does not pass through the rich land of the capital Stavropol. It not only has rich oil and gas, but also produces mineral water with excellent product quality. It has been called the current name since 1943. As a typical continental climate region, the northeast of the entire land has gentle low-altitude areas, which is very suitable for planting; the terrain of the southern mountainous areas has large undulating terrain, but the precipitation is more abundant, and many high-altitude areas are densely covered with woods and difficult to pass.

As the capital of the region, Stavropol, formerly known as "Voloshilovsk", is located at the junction of the north-south terrain. This city with a population of less than 300,000 has a relatively developed industrial system and also has several universities with a pleasant climate and a good place to live and live.

Taking a bus to the small city area, I enjoyed the typical Caucasus landforms that were open and flat, with a picture-like scenery. While Long Yun secretly admired the natural scenery here, he couldn't help but think of the cruel and bloody past events that happened on this beautiful land in the real world after the collapse of the Soviet Union.

After the huge red empire collapsed, various extreme national forces and separatist forces began to engage in wanton activities in the Caucasus republics and the border areas, and then several war conflicts of all sizes broke out. Stavropol, located at the forty-fiveth north latitude and was not under the control of separatist forces, was not trapped in the war, but unfortunately he was implicated and caused frequent terrorist activities, leaving a bloody page in the history of the city.

But now, this catastrophe of life is missing in the parallel world; wherever you see, except for the slight traces caused by the current war, there is a peaceful scene everywhere.

Of course, others were confused about this strong contrast; seeing this scene of war-covered shadows but still calm and peaceful, Long Yun couldn't help but wonder, how great it would be if the Caucasus in the real world was always like this.

The car drove into the city and after the temporary inspection posts set up during the war, Valentina drove slowly through the streets of Stavropol, as if she knew that Long Yun was still curious about everything here.

Drive to Stavropol's most prosperous commercial area, strolling into the low-key cinema in the foyer, and seeing the sparse figures inside, Long Yun remembered that this was not a weekend, and there were very few people who watched the movie in the morning.

On the surface, they were watching movies as lovers, but in fact, they were not interested in the films being screened. Long Yun saw the printed ticket stub on Valentina's hand and realized that today the famous Soviet film "Moscow does not believe in tears". This film once won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. During the Cold War, it can be said that it was another Soviet film work that had a profound influence in the West after "War and Peace".

Of course, in the real world, Long Yun had only heard of this video; if you want to watch it with your own eyes, it is the first time today.

Walking into the open screening room with Valentine and sat down on the well-placed private room-style high-back sofa. Long Yun felt a little embarrassed that Valentine was pressing against him, and his arms were also kept holding each other when they entered the cinema.

There are not many people here, and no one will pay attention to them. Even if you want to play a lover, you don’t have to do this, right?

Thinking of this, Long Yun wanted to pull his arm back and move it away a little, but he felt it was not suitable, so he straightened his back and sat on the sofa, simply not thinking about the young woman in front of him, but unconsciously looked at the simple arrangement around to satisfy the curiosity of "what is like in the Soviet cinema".

He just looked at it and thought that if he wanted to understand the social landscape of the Soviet Union in the 1990s, would his time travel probably make professional researchers ecstatic?

However, Long Yun immediately remembered that the Soviet Union in the real world no longer existed in the 1990s; many things in this parallel world are completely different from reality, so there is no value for reference.

However, when it comes to movies, the film and television works here are actually the same as in reality, just like "Moscow doesn't believe in tears"-
Chapter completed!