As he asked, he saw that the pilots' expressions became serious, and the commander nodded silently. He knew that the questions he had asked countless times no longer needed to answer, and his voice became a little low.

"Yes! My comrades.

The smell of gunpowder and artillery fire came from our beautiful and rich Caucasian land; just ten days ago, the invaders armed to the teeth burned the sky of war to the door of the alliance.

During these ten days, we have fought bravely and fought hard to kill the enemy again and again; but the atrocities of the invaders continue, and our lovely comrades, Vasily, Constantine, Leonid and Xie Miao, have been buried forever in the land of our motherland.

But here, I want to say that in the face of the brutal enemy like a beast, the glorious 390th Regiment has not been defeated yet, and the flag of the Red Air Force is still flying high in the wind!

Dear young men, I, a battlefield veteran who has served for sixteen years, here I say my long-cherished wish, that is, to fight gloriously and fight for everything we cherish; even after this cruel war, each of us turned into a meteor in the Soviet sky, and finally someone will remember us, remember how we sacrificed our lives here, and fought to the death for honor and faith.

The enemy is in the air, let’s attack, boys; hope to leave it to the motherland and the people, and burn the jackals and the enemy in anger!

For the great Soviet Union, advance, Davarich!"

...

After a long battle and waiting, the decisive battle finally arrived.

The sky was clear, thin clouds were floating in the air, and MiG war eagles were ready to go roaring away from the runway, blending their bodies into the vast and lofty sky.

The vast and continuous Caucasus land. The undulating Black Sea Sea. On the side of the two thousand-kilometer front from Bulgaria to Azerbaijan, there are scattered advance bases and field airports, sprayed with camouflages in different colors, and the red stars on the wings and vertical tails shine. The burning engines roared like thunder, and the fighter jets that accelerated the skies and rushed into the sky, hovering over the base, waiting for attack; under the command of ground guidance and early warning aircraft, teams of fighter jets climbed south with bright afterburner flames, and missiles under the wings were as dense as guns. Fighters participating in "anti-radiation combat" were grouped together, forming several batches of attack lineups, and scattered in the direction of the enemy.

Just after nine o'clock in the morning, several air combat echelons composed of more than 300 fighter jets had already set off their own way and issued an invitation to death to the NATO fighter jets entrenched in the southern sky!

The earth is trembling, as if the sky is burning; the fierce battle in the southern war zone is about to reach its most cruel, ruthless, yet gorgeous and splendid peak today.

The strategic defense situation was completely different from the past. Hundreds of Red Air Force fighter jets that took off in the morning soon appeared on the display screen of NATO's long-range warning radar. The US Central Command, which was also ready to go, wanted to solve the Transcaucasus problem through a thunderous offensive, faced with the preemptive enemy from the north, although the commanders had been on the battlefield for a long time, they could not help but bursts of blood boiling.

Yes, after ten days of fierce fighting, are the Russians finally going to decide the outcome?

In the days when the "Typhoon" operation was implemented, the offensive of NATO ground troops was repeatedly hit hard, and the battle in the sky was not very smooth; under the full interception of the Soviet front-line air force, especially the violent massacres of the "Caucasus Death", the fighter wings formed by the NATO Tactical Air Force suffered serious losses. The unprecedentedly tragic battle caused fear to NATO front-line combatants, but also made the senior commanders angry. The generals in the well-equipped military uniforms wanted to find an opportunity to avenge their previous shame, but now, such an opportunity has finally come.

Both eyes seemed to be on fire, and the big-brimmed hat in his hand was getting tighter and tighter. Seeing that the red targets on the air-in-command display screen in the battle zone were getting more and more highlights, General Clark, who was standing in the command center, felt an adrenaline pouring into his blood vessels, and his forehead was leaping. He didn't know whether it was fear or a deep desire to fight now.

"How many goals are there?"

Faced with the unprecedented Russian attack, the general's words trembled.

"Report to the general, the current identified targets are 230 to 240, which is a statistics of the airspace depth of 200 nautical miles in front of us."

"Okay.-Haha, it's a good time!"

The sudden loud roar surprised everyone in the command room. They only saw the general with a gray face and anger all over his body waving his arms exaggeratedly, while continuing to roar loudly:

"If Ivans want to fight, then give them a decisive battle! The liaison officer will contact me immediately, and ask Major General Lawrence to attack with all their might and keep an eye on the airspace west of Ankara; order all the air force front-line combat troops to attack and carry out the mission as planned, so that the young men of the United States will teach these drunkards a truth, the powerful free world is the eternal master of the sky!

Did you hear that, I ordered all the personnel to attack, and all standby fighters will be launched and responsible for the interception lines in their respective airspaces; ha, even if we compete for the number of fighters, we will never lose!"

"—Yes! Your Excellency General."

With the busyness of the command center and the emotionally excited commands, they were quickly translated and decomposed into battlefield instructions without any sense. Through invisible electromagnetic waves, they were transmitted to every combat unit in the southern war zone, and even every fighter plane that was on standby.

Clark's anger was probably too emotional when he roared to ask the NATO Air Force to fight the enemy with all his might. However, his fierce response was not out of impulse and recklessness, but a thorough implementation of the relevant deployments of NATO senior management.

At this moment, it is at the critical moment of the "Typhoon" operation. The NATO Tactical Air Force, which was originally preparing to dispatch a large scale to fully maintain the air supremacy of the war zone, will naturally take off the air to intercept it with all its might. After all, when the war is fought, both sides will do their best to seize the air supremacy of the war zone. Whoever controls the sky can throw bombs on the enemy's heads unscrupulously. Under high-intensity air strikes, no ground force can continue to complete the combat mission after a week of continuous combat.

Moreover, for the current NATO coalition, there is another major benefit to seize and maintain air supremacy, which is that the 101st Air Assault Division, which has been withdrawn from Kutaisi and has basically completed resting, can be sent to Sukhumi, and even the Sochi line for a second time, completely cut off the railway connection between the western Caucasus and the inland Soviet Union, and form a joint attack situation between the north and the south, so as to quickly achieve the combat goals of the first phase of the "Typhoon" operation.

In the face of fierce battles, the commanders are still planning on maps and displays; however, for the front-line combatants who are fighting on the front line, not everyone can willingly go to the battle with mercy when the horn of war sounds.

Facing the overwhelming Soviet fighter jets from the north, fighter jets emerged from the advance base in eastern Turkey. Gray traces of NATO fighters soon appeared over the vast Black Sea. F-15c fighters from the 39th Squadron of the Eighth Fighter Wing of the US Air Force were launching as big as the Eagle fighters of other wings. These gray low-visibility twin-engine heavy fighters lined up in a row, climbing all the way to a height of more than 6,000 meters, and formed a staging lineup for air supremacy with the lower-altitude CF-18 Bumblebee.

Unlike the American fighter jets that appeared at high altitude, several light gray-coated CF-18 single-seat fighter jets with white background, blue circles and red maple leaves logos are from NATO's American member Canada, and are also a new aerial force entering Turkey under the framework of NATO's military integration.

In recent months, after continuous high-intensity combat, even the wealthy United States has been unable to bear a series of losses of fighter jets and personnel. It is natural to draw some troops from the temporarily safe and worry-free North America. Moreover, as a strange tradition in the Western world, regardless of whether the war itself is just or not, the invaders must always try to attract more countries to participate, as if this can prove that the army in the free world is famous for its troops and may also gain some public opinion advantages internationally.

This kind of thing is the case with the Eight-Nation Alliance more than a hundred years ago, the North Korean "United**" and the so-called NATO Alliance that has now burned the war to the foothills of the Caucasus.

From a cold country far away from the ocean, it has not fully adapted to the climate of Asia Minor. The Canadians who took off with the large forces were not given the heavy responsibility of seizing air superiority. Instead, they formed a standard fighter interception line under the cover of high-altitude F-15c to prevent Russian fighter jets from attacking at low altitudes and provide necessary air cover for NATO attack aircraft that risked penetration.

Beside this large area of ​​fighter flies above the eastern Black Sea, near the Crimean Peninsula to the outcrop of Asia Minor, a fleet of fighter jets composed of Turkish "fighting falcons" patrolling in the air.
Chapter completed!