In the vast sky, the distance between the two sides of the battle with huge power was quickly getting closer.

Unlike the NATO air force that had received the news and was busy, Long Yun, who was quickly approaching the front line, received only scattered ground guidance information. Except for the American bomber target in front of him, he did not know that there were a large number of American planes waiting for him to fall into the trap in the distant southern sky.

But after the two sides truly encounter, who will be the one who will break the blue sky and stay in this ancient land forever?

Both sides of the anxious fighter are looking forward to answers.

——The answer will come soon!

Driving the Red No. 17 Su-27s, raiding in the clear blue sky, bright sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and poured generously on the smooth fuselage. The n001 radar power was fully powered. Long Yun glanced at the still clear sky with sharp eyes, humming a familiar Moscow tune. In this desolate but resource-filled land, in the thin clouds thousands of meters above the altitude, he was not worried about the threat of air defense firepower. The only thing he needs to pay attention to now is the US strategic bomber attacking at a low altitude ahead.

Naturally, Long Yun's keen consciousness was already reminding him that this was probably a trap.

Looking at the entire Caucasus region, what are the high-value targets that are worthy of American strategic bombers coming from all over the world to launch an attack? If it is a sneak attack and a cruise missile to attack important military facilities such as shipyards along the Black Sea coast, it is somewhat reasonable.

But no matter what the purpose is, since the opponent releases such a big fat meat, Long Yun will naturally not be indifferent.

As the fighter planes continued to approach south, the n001 radar, deeply trapped in electronic interference, still vaguely captured the target information ahead, and dutifully issued a show of the essence: behind the obvious target in front of him, there might be a large NATO aircraft group that was eyeing him, but this did not make him feel afraid of difficulties.

Judging from the Americans, they took out bombers to fish, and then wanted to have a game of bears appearing?

——Who is the prey now and who is the hunter, maybe!

The engine rearburner was further turned on and the Red 17 accelerated to sprint south. The Su-27s with the interference pod basically regarded the Americans' over-visual range attack as a joke. Even the air information notification from the pre-senior machine reminded him that there were a large number of enemy aircraft operating in the southern sky.

Even if there are many enemy aircraft, which exceed the coverage capacity of the interference pod, the American "sparrow" cannot be launched endlessly, right?

As long as they make a mistake, let themselves rush in front of them, the situation behind them will be under control!

Seeing the light spots on the radar display, Longyun, which had climbed up, adjusted the radar working mode to downward vision scanning, extracting the target echo signal below the front from the messy ground echo; however, due to the powerful electronic interference of the Americans, such adjustment effect is not ideal.

The Americans' plans are indeliberate; maintaining a height of more than 2,000 meters can not only allow the Russians to see clearly enough, but also just receive air information forwarded by F-15c in the distance. I found that the Russians on the opposite side had already shown signs of being caught. Major Smith, the leading B-1B pilot, stared at the radar and reported the eunuch, flew forward for about 30 seconds in a hurry, and immediately pressed the slope and turned back.

Although before leaving, the superior swears to tell him that the mission is "no risk", the high accident insurance he bought for him betrayed the true thoughts of his superiors. Captain Smith now only feels like an earthworm hanging on a fish hook, but where is the sharp-toothed trout?

The sound of the radar elf weapon gradually intensified, indicating that the enemy in front was still approaching, which made Smith even more upset.

Don't lose yourself without catching a big fish, but paying yourself. That's not fun at all! The major returned and pushed the throttle to fully open. Anyway, he could say that he had tried his best to act as a bait. As for whether he could attract the terrible Russian to take the bait-

Now this is nothing to do with him, so it’s just right to run away!

"Call the counter, the fisherman is evacuating, confirming that the 'Crazy Ivan' is approaching; repeat, the 'Crazy Ivan' is approaching, eighty-five!"

"The counter received.—eagleone, eaglethree, provide target data on the link! All units should pay attention to and prepare for foxone launch!"

The communication in the radio made the atmosphere even more tense. According to the planned deployment, the four F-15Cs of the Eighth Wing had dispersed to each other on the intercept line that reached almost 30 kilometers. The four An/APG63 radars had covered a large area of ​​airspace over Georgia, firmly monitoring the "flankers" approaching the predetermined airspace, for fear that he would use any other conspiracy.

The originally vast sky was so narrow against the fighter flying at high speed, and the distance between the two sides of the confrontation was rapidly shortening; I found that the oncoming "flanker" was still approaching, and the formation commander Neil Jefferson, sitting in the formation of the Eighth Regiment sitting in the formation, took a deep breath, and the moment of raising a long spear like a knight to attack bravely finally came!

"All machines should pay attention to foxone, it is expected to be launched in ten seconds!"

"——Foxone, expected to launch in five seconds!"

"foxone", a call sign that often appears in air combat movies, is a bit confused. It does not refer to the code name of fighter jets or missiles, but the standard call sign of the US Navy when using semi-active radar-guided missiles, which is used to remind the launch of a friend aircraft. The corresponding infrared guided missile call sign is "foxtwo", the active radar guided missile call sign is "foxthree", the air-to-ship missile call sign is "fox private x", etc.

Just before locking the "flanker" and preparing to implement the Aim-7m volley, the F-15c was divided into two echelons of F-16c, which were divided into a large number of F-16cs, and at this time, they basically used radar to lock the only target in front of them. Unlike the F-16a, which did not have the ability to exceed the visual range in the early days, the C-type "fighting falcon" also has the ability to launch the Aun-7m "Sparrow" missile. They are about to launch large-scale over-visual range attacks in batches under the instructions of the "eagle" in the rear, striving to attack the Russians before entering the visual air battle!

Just in front of such a big formation, when I saw the Russian opposite, I seemed to have never heard of it, and rushed towards him without any dodging. I don’t know if he was brave or stupid, or if he was not afraid of death at all?
Chapter completed!