Dragoon fighter

The so-called theoretical maximum range data of 0 kilometers of India's domestically produced "Astra" missile is seriously watered down. Even if it is launched at 40 kilometers, it may not pose a threat to Chinese volunteer pilots.

Rocket propulsion only lasts a few seconds, and the overload is too high for success and high overload for failure. As long as you dodge at the beginning, it will not be easy to catch up again.

"Lock on the R-77, I can take out one, and you can take care of the rest!"

In the first dogfight at night, Lin Mo was extra cautious. He lightly fired the cannon and fired a few scattered 23mm bullets, hitting one of the closest and most threatening second wave of R-77 air-to-air missiles. Explodes into a fireball.

The combat range of the R-77 air-to-air missile is only 45 kilometers. As a member of the beyond-visual-range air-to-air missile, its combat stability shortcomings are very criticized. In the absence of interference, inexplicable misses will occur when the target is lost. Fault.

"Well done, Dragon Knight!"

"What a sniper!"

"Hera laughs!~~Ula!~" Old Maozi "Caviar" excitedly pulled down the oxygen mask and whistled!

The pilots in the channel cheered. Lin Mo's fighter jets and cannons are also famous for shooting missiles. They are a very capable team.

The remaining three bombs were easy to deal with. Each of the two F-20s of the Ghoul team directly diverted two of them. After several fierce evasive maneuvers, they had to give up and hit the infrared interference bomb, and the wild The Wolf Team detonated the last one with an infrared interference bomb.

Almost at the same time, two fireballs exploded from ten Indian fighter jets. The Wild Wolf team launched three i-7f Sparrow air-to-air missiles, and two of them were effective. It was really unexpected.

Radar and early warning aircraft quickly confirmed the results of the battle, and two Mirage-2000s were shot down in a hurry.

When encountering missiles, both sides compete with each other based on their driving skills. Whoever is experienced will win. Being locked by a missile does not mean being on the death list.

"'Ghoul' team, let's separate six of Asan's MiG-29s together, I'll contract two of them!" Lin Mo said in the channel, "'Wild Wolf' team dealt with the Mirage-2000, three against two, any questions?!"

The first victory made the players more confident.

"No problem! 'Ghoul' team received it!"

"The 'Wild Wolf' team will definitely give them a good time!"

"Ula! Comrade 'Caviar' must let them know that not everyone can fly the MiG!"

"'Dragon Knight', you stole my lines, I'm in charge today!"

"Who told you to slow down even a moment, poor 'Rouzao'!"

"Hahaha"

The channel burst into laughter, and the laughter of the pilots of Pakistan's 1st Squadron was not weak either.

The four F-20s pulled out of the formation and almost simultaneously illuminated the six Asan MiG-29 fighter jets in the distance with their fire control radars, issuing an aerial knight duel challenge.

The flight formations of both sides were completely in chaos, and the sky below, left, right, and front became a battlefield for them, fighting against generals, soldiers against soldiers, and small formations against small formations.

There was a loud roar in the sky, light spots flying everywhere, and continuous aerial cannons.

"'Dragon Knight' cover! We are open!" Rouzao's adrenaline was secreted rapidly, his voice was trembling, and he stared at the night flight and the radar screen. In the night sky, he could only see fighter jets and missiles. The tail flame, the aircraft signal light, the tracer bullets of the aircraft gun and the dim light of the instrument panel in the cockpit made them believe in the night combat system.

Gu Gu Gu Gu!~

Another F-20 next to "Rousou" emitted a row of light spots and disappeared into the darkness. Lin Mo had already opened the door first.

"Are you taking the lead again!?" "Rousou" howled, and quickly locked onto a MiG-29. The opponent was very cunning. When he realized that he was about to be locked, he swayed left and right, either turning sharply or rolling. Don't let the f-20 lock on.

"I'm covering. My eyesight is better than yours at night! Be careful, the other party has launched a missile, it's a rattlesnake!" Lin Mo's voice came from the channel.

"Young man! How dare you play tricks on me!" In Lin Mo's eyes, the translucent light mirror array in the cockpit made his sight the same as during the day. He didn't even need a night flight or low-light aiming system, but looked from the outside. , Lin Mo's cockpit can only be seen slightly brighter, especially during the fierce maneuvering flight, it is even more difficult to clearly see the existence of the light mirror suspended in the air.

It is destined that night battles will not allow for many weird maneuvers. Even if you are not afraid of hitting a mountain, you are still afraid of hitting other fighter jets. Intentionally or unintentionally, the air combat area suddenly becomes very large. Soldiers are fighting against soldiers, and the generals are facing each other. Everyone is looking for their own space. Opponent duels.

"I go left, you go right! Three! Two! One! Dodge!" "Rouzao", as the lead aircraft, began to arrange evasive maneuvers.

"Rouzao" yanked the joystick and pushed away the fighter jet. Lin Mo pulled the joystick almost at the same time and flew in the other direction. A missile flew past the position where they had just formed, twisting and turning in a big turn again. Chased back.

The Sidewinder air-to-air missile used by the Indians is an improved version with a longer range, unlike the short-range Sidewinder that is only four or five kilometers mounted on the F-20.

"Damn it! Bite me!"

Lin Mo's angry curse came from the channel.

Lin Mo kindly reminded Rouzao to avoid it, but the damn Sidewinder missile chased him instead. Do you think this is irritating or not?

Supersonic propulsion! The F-20 roars and roars as it sprints.

Although the Sidewinder air-to-air missile has a speed of Mach 2.5, which is only Mach 0.5 faster than the supersonic speed of the F-20, it is still not easy to chase Lin Mo in a short period of time.

The tail flames of the F-20 exploded violently, and the aircraft broke through the sonic boom. It faced the formation of two Mirage 2000s that were already very close. A series of aerial artillery shells headed straight towards Lin Mo, intercepting him. direction of maneuver.

The sky is open and anything can happen.

"Be careful, be careful!~Spread interference bombs!"

"Rouzao" discovered that Lin Mo's fighter jet had somehow fallen into a desperate situation with an enemy in front and missiles behind it. He quickly made a big turn in the air to prepare for support.

"No problem! No problem! Get closer, get closer!" Lin Mo's F-20 shuttled through the oncoming barrage extremely flexibly, shaking left and right, constantly rolling and maneuvering. At this time, there was nothing The classic signature machine fighting techniques are all avoided by various obscure little moves.

The extremely miraculous and thrilling crazy small high-speed maneuvers dodged bullets one after another, and the Sidewinder missiles that were chasing after them had already begun to sprint in a straight line.

Formation battles often present the threat of aircraft fighting to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao, but victory or defeat is often a matter of seconds. Even if the fighter is older than the fighter is more advanced, both sides have the ability to kill with one hit. When a large-caliber aerial cannon hits the body, even a tank cannot withstand such a construction method.

Facing the fighter jets that had been bitten by Sidewinder missiles, the Indian pilots did not want to waste any more missiles. They just happily fired a few aircraft cannons and waited for Lin Mo's fighter jets to be turned into a ball of fireworks.

"Didi!~"

A locking sound sounded on the radar screen, which sounded like fairy music in Lin Mo's ears. The F-20 is a fierce aircraft that claims to be able to attack as long as it is locked in any state.

Happy, happy! Ah Sans!

"If you don't want to bear the child, you won't be able to trap the wolf! If you don't want to bear it, you won't be able to get the trump card!"

Lin Mo quickly tapped the launch button, and two Sidewinders flew out from under the left and right wings. Almost at the same time, the aircraft cannon under Lin Mo's belly fired continuously, scattering infrared interference bombs that shone like pearls behind him.

Such a complex operation was completed in an instant, and the blind-sighted operation was like seeing a ghost. It was completely Lin Mo's familiarity with the console that was deeply rooted in his bones.

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The air distance was almost less than two thousand meters, and the opponent couldn't react at all. The fighter jet that couldn't hit it suddenly fired its cannon, making them hurriedly avoid it. They originally thought it was just a last-minute shot for the opponent, but they didn't expect it. The opponent ignored the missiles behind them and directly hit their muzzles.

At this moment, it was too late to turn and maneuver. The two MiG-29s that had just turned out of the fuselage were hit by i-9 Sidewinder air-to-air missiles, one on the left and one on the right. For this kind of close-range combat missile, the continuous flight Fired at a distance that can be reached by a cannon, it is simply a five-star target in front of you.

Boom boom!

Two huge fireballs exploded in the sky, and a black shadow suddenly jumped out from between the exploding fireballs.

There was a soft crackle of debris colliding with him, and then there was another explosion behind him. Infrared interference bombs and two large fireworks directly stunned the guidance system of the Indian Sidewinder missile, which was dangerously 200 meters behind Lin Mo. It was detonated, and the shock wave of the explosion was weakly left behind the tail flame of the F-20.

The infrared guidance device of the poor Indian Sidewinder air-to-air missile could not tell whether such a huge explosive fireball was the tail flame of a jet engine, so it hit it head-on and exploded directly.

"Ouch!~~~~~~~~"

In Lin Mo's ears, he heard Rouzao's wolf howling cheers, "One shot, two shots! ~ Well done! ~"

The number of MiG fighters is no longer an advantage. Who else can the F-20 be afraid of in a duel?

"Let's go help the 'Ghoul' team, hope they are still alive!"

Lin Mo's light mirror technique was faster than radar and quickly locked onto the "Ghoul" team that was still fighting. The four F-20 "Export Version Raptor" K were panicked and the remaining four were frightened. MiG-29, the results can be imagined.

Just now, the formation of the two teams was divided, and four of the six MiG-29s were directly chasing the "Ghoul" team. Four against two, the pressure on them can be imagined.

"We found them! Hold on, brothers!" "Rouzao" followed Lin Mo's fighter plane. The airborne radar scanned the entire airspace, and the "Saber-toothed Tiger"'s battle status reports kept coming to his ears.