Annihilation of the solar system

The heavy dark clouds are almost pressing to the ground. Even at an altitude of 3,000 meters, the clouds are still floating in the sky like a maze. Two of the most advanced fourth-generation fighter jets are rolling through the clouds. Their training subjects today are

Machine gun dog fight.

That is to say, both sides are only allowed to use air search radars and aircraft guns for close combat.

Both sides are fighter jets with strong stealth capabilities. Under such cloud conditions, once the separation distance exceeds 10 kilometers, it will be difficult for them to detect each other. The aircraft flying in front is the wingman, and he is now on the defensive.

The pilot piloted the fighter jet to perform several large overload vertical turning maneuvers and horizontal circling maneuvers by relying on the transformation of the vector nozzles and canards.

The lead aircraft, who had been biting behind, looked much more calm. He did not make so many fancy maneuvers, but the nose of the aircraft was firmly pointed at the movement trajectory of the front aircraft, and the cannon aiming ring on his helmet was approaching step by step.

It's like being a wingman in a trapped beast.

Suddenly, the lead aircraft performed a half-roll inversion while circling, and the aircraft plunged into the clouds below and disappeared from sight. The lead aircraft behind was not nervous. Instead of following the half-roll, he turned on the engine.

Afterburner, he pulled up the nose of the aircraft fiercely.

Accompanied by a huge roar and blue tail flames ejected from the nozzle, the aircraft performed a small-radius vertical loop maneuver and completed a 180-degree U-turn in the vertical direction.

The lead pilot glanced at the weak radar signal flashing on the huge LCD display. The pilot's eyes raised as if he had everything under control.

He pushed the stick harder, and the plane roared and dived into a low cloud. When the plane broke out of the clouds, the wingman appeared squarely in the middle of his helmet sight. Without waiting for the wingman to react, he

Pull the launch button on the joystick. The headset comes.

"The enemy plane was destroyed! The enemy plane was destroyed!"

The prompt sound sounded. The two planes returned to formation flying again.

From the wingman's perspective, the golden helmet worn by the lead pilot still looked shining even under such a gloomy sky.

That helmet means that the pilot won at least one competition championship in the fighter air combat championship of a certain year. It is a symbol of a true ace in peacetime!

The captain said

"Xiao Zhao, it's 10:0."

The wingman pilot said angrily.

"Hey... let's try it again, I don't believe I can't beat you even once!"

The wingman pilot said angrily.

The lead pilot looked at the fuel remaining and the return distance:

"Okay, the last one, I'll give you a chance. You go to the back, the distance is 1,000 meters. After I maneuver, you don't have to wait two seconds and pursue me immediately. That's okay."

"Hahaha! You underestimate me too much, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" The intercom issued the cheerful voice of the wingman pilot.

The wingman pulled up the nose of the aircraft at an angle of attack, and the aircraft immediately decelerated at a high angle of attack, then landed behind the lead aircraft and resumed level flight.

"Xiao Zhao, are you ready?" the captain asked.

"Well! Just run for your life!" The wingman gloated a little.

After saying this, the lead aircraft directly pushed the stick to increase the force. With the support of the canard wings, the aircraft suddenly plunged into the air with a heavy overload. The wingman was caught off guard and quickly followed up with a half-roll and inverted S-maneuver.

However, in this way, the wingman fell into the trap of the lead aircraft. The lead aircraft directly pushed the stick to dive, while the wingman pulled the stick to dive after half-rolling. Although the aircraft were both diving at this moment, the direction of the back of the aircraft was just opposite.

The wingman pilot also immediately realized that he had been fooled. If the lead aircraft in front pulled up the nose at this moment, he would have to roll the fuselage first and then pull up before he could keep up. As a result, the distance between the two planes would be farther away. Wait for yourself

When the aircraft begins to climb, it is very likely that the aircraft will make a semi-stalled J-turn to point the nose of the aircraft towards itself.

This time the wingman did not follow his usual routine. He understood that the offensive and defensive momentum was different, so he continued to dive and escape. The lead aircraft flying in front was a little strange. When he climbed at high speed and turned around, he did not see the wingman, but

There is a very weak blip on the radar.

Golden Helmet smiled slightly and said to himself:

"This boy has learned to be smart!"

The leader looked at the faint flash of light on the radar and chased his wingman in the distance, like a seasoned hunter staring at his prey to see what his next move would be.

Since the air search radar is on the nose of the aircraft, the wingman has no way of knowing the position of the lead aircraft at this moment.

But he knew in his heart that the consequence of engaging in an energy dogfight with a golden helmet at high altitude would be that he would be shot down. He issued an order to the onboard computer:

"Calling up the available terrain map and turning on the terrain radar."

After receiving the command, the flight computer immediately displayed the required data and graphics on the LCD monitor.

On the lead pilot's radar, the wingman's distance did not increase, but the signal weakened and was almost undetectable.

Jin Helm frowned and immediately realized what the wingman had done. He pressed the lever to lower the altitude, and the aircraft passed through layers of dark clouds and dropped to an altitude of 1,000 meters. With the assistance of radar, he visually discovered the group ahead at an altitude of 300 meters.

A wingman traveling between mountains.

"You kid, you've gone too far this time!" Jin Helm said into the radio.

"Catch me first!" the wingman's tone was somewhat provocative.

Jin Helm piloted the fighter plane to further lower its altitude and penetrate deeper into the winding valley.

Due to the curved valley and ultra-low altitude, the aircraft could not fly too fast, which also caused the Golden Helmet's plan to directly lock on and shoot down the wingman at the moment it dived into the valley to come to nothing.

Then Golden Helmet realized that he had made a wrong decision. The wingman's speed was around 350km/h, but his own speed reached 450km/h due to diving.

Just as he was thinking of this, the wingman used the golden helmet to pull up the nose of the angle-of-attack reducer that could not be pointed at him, so he decisively used the vector nozzle and canards to pull up the nose of the aircraft.

The nose of the plane pointed high into the sky, but the altitude did not increase much. The speed dropped sharply and the speed alarm sounded. This was exactly what the wingman pilot wanted, and the lead plane flew under his fuselage.

He opened the thrust lever with strong thrust, and the nose of the aircraft returned to the horizontal position. He used the world-famous "Pugachev Cobra Maneuver" to regain the offensive initiative in this ultra-low-altitude valley!

At this time, the Golden Helmet, who was on the defensive, was very passive. The wingman behind him had readjusted his posture and the nose of the aircraft was already pointed at him.

Ignoring the piercing collision warning, Jin Helm continued to lightly press the control column, and the aircraft dived down a small slope until it reached an altitude of 10 meters before leveling out. The aircraft almost flew close to the surface of the river at the bottom of the valley, and the altimeter was useless at this altitude.

The wingman could already see the water spray raised by the long aircraft engine nozzle in the creek in the valley!

He did not dare to lower the nose of the plane to fight for the shooting window. Golden Helmet managed to escape by virtue of his superb flying skills and extraordinary courage. However, the crisis he faced was still not resolved at all. He flew the plane very carefully over the river.

Flying at an altitude of about meters.

At this altitude and terrain, any ground radar and terrain map are useless. If he pulls up the plane at this moment, it will hit the cannon of the wingman behind him, but if he continues to fly like this, the wingman only needs to adjust the altitude slightly to shoot down

Own.

And the wingman at the rear was indeed about to lock onto him.

Golden Helmet glanced at the terrain map and found that there was a bend in the river less than a kilometer ahead. He concentrated his energy and turned on the engine afterburner. The wingman was stunned for a moment when he saw the tail flames of the Golden Helmet fighter jet spraying out!

He couldn't believe that someone would dare to fly with afterburner at such a height and in such a river valley!!!

In this flash of lightning, Jin Helmet's eyes were like torches, staring at the river valley rushing towards him at a rapid speed. When he reached the turning point, he violently used the curve of the river valley to roll to the right and pulled up the elevator.

The tracked roller coaster completes the turns perfectly along the river valley.

Then, Golden Helmet decisively leveled the plane, and then yanked the elevator. The supersonic shock wave created by the plane hit the skirt-like sonic boom cloud and pierced the sky like a sharp sword!

The wingman missed the best shooting window due to the obstruction of the river valley turn. By the time he also turned on the afterburner and tried to follow the trajectory of the lead aircraft in front, the shock wave cloud rolled up by the supersonic speed on the lead aircraft's nose had disappeared.

Already.

He knew it was too late, the golden helmet appeared again at his six o'clock direction.

The calm voice of Golden Helmet came through the intercom.

"11:0"

The wingman pilot was a little frustrated:

"I'm convinced!"

Golden Helmet comforted:

"You did a great job this time. If there hadn't been a valley turn ahead, I wouldn't have had a chance!"

Although the wingman's tone was still a little angry, he still admitted defeat:

"If you lose, you lose, I admit it! It is my greatest honor to train with you."

Golden Helmet gave the order:

"The fuel is almost gone, let's return to the base."

The transport plane Li Linjie was riding stopped on the tarmac, and the soldiers left the plane in formation.

The dozen or so of them were standing on the tarmac dragging their suitcases. Two or three of them were severely airsick. One of them was picked up by a military ambulance as soon as he got off the plane.

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Li Linjie was okay, but the bumps and noises for a few hours made him a little dizzy. Ke Guohao next to him was in a similar state to him.

At this time, accompanied by the deafening roar of the turbofan engine, a formation of two black fighter jets with unusually streamlined aerodynamic shapes landed on the runway of the airport. Ke Jiahao, who was originally looking a little pale, suddenly became interested and pointed at the front landing gear that had not yet touched the ground.

The two fighter jets shouted:

"Look! Look! Fourth generation machine!!!"