While He Kangmei was discussing the so-called reasons that could not be refused, Cheng Chen was already flying the fighter plane into the sky.

His target was an F-35 fighter jet flying from a distance. The opponent's flight altitude was very low and his speed was also unfast.

For that enemy aircraft, his purpose was not to pass through at low altitude and high speed, but to provoke the carrier-based aircraft wing of the 002 formation like the last time F18/a played with J-15.

After entering the aerial radar monitoring range, the f-35c suddenly increased its speed. After a beautiful pull-up action, the altitude began to rise sharply.

Cheng Chen also followed the other party's voyage and was shouting the usual order of expulsion in the communication channel.

However, the F-35c pilot named Medellin was obviously dismissive of this.

After three times of calling the command, he openly provoked on the public channel:

"No need to shout anymore. You can't catch up with us or shoot down us. Why do you waste your fuel? Look at it obediently, this is a game for adults."

Cheng Chen remained silent, but gently pushed the force to further increase the speed of the j-15, and the plane gradually approached the f-35 in front.

The other party saw the j-15 catching up with him in the rearview mirror, so he also turned on the extra force, and after a roll, he began to fly in the opposite direction of the 002 formation, as if he had already planned to leave.

But Cheng Chen did not relax his vigilance. He followed the flight trajectory of the f-35c. After flying for a while, he saw that the other party's nose was slightly raised. At this moment, he pulled the joystick and j-15 started to lift before the f-35 with a huge elevation angle.

After he completed the pull-up action, f-35c also completed a cobra maneuver.

Cheng Chen pressed down the head of the machine, and the j-15 began to dive quickly, falling straight towards the other party.

This action scared Medellin, but as the most elite carrier-based aircraft pilot, he was not panicked about it. After a few short operations, the still rising f-35 directly gave up the subsequent action and rushed straight up in the direction of the speed line!

The two planes passed by, and even in that brief second meeting, Cheng Chen could see the face of the other cockpit pilot from the cockpit.

This shows that during the maneuver just now, the relative distance between the two aircraft was not more than 20 meters.

Anyone who is not careful will be destroyed.

"Shit!! Are you crazy??"

Medellin shouted loudly on the public channel, he was already scared by the extremely dangerous action just now and was covered in cold sweat.

He had never seen any pilot dare to dive down under such low-altitude maneuvering conditions, because if he was not careful in control, he would face the end of falling into the sea.

What’s even more exaggerated is that the target of the other party’s dive is himself!

He had no doubt at all that if he had not avoided the emergency maneuver just now, the other party would definitely rush towards him and use the j-15's vertical tail to make a hole in his cockpit!

Do they want to recreate the Barents Sea scalpel on this sea!?

Fighter's scalpel operation on fighter jets?

Medellin no longer hesitated and immediately activated the afterburner to escape.

He didn't want to be entangled with such a crazy opponent. He had seen the warning companion flying, he had also seen the bucket rolling motor, and he had also seen the interception at a very close distance, but he had never seen the fighter collision.

It is really not worth paying your life in such non-military actions.

Thinking of this, he opened the communication channel and called to the carrier-based aircraft wing command:

"Base, base, here is bravo-2. I am driven away by the dangerous action of enemy warplanes, requesting to return, requesting to return."

A moment later, the sound of the command center came from the communicator.

"Refusing to return, please exit the opponent's aerial radar alert range and cruise at the edge. Our P-8a anti-submarine patrol aircraft has taken off from the Kadena base. Please perform long-distance escort missions on it."

“……Received, disconnected from contact, perform long-distance escort missions.”

After the words came, the f-35c headed eastward and prepared to go to the air to welcome the p-8a.

Medellin fully understands what he wants to do. The command center is no longer satisfied with high-frequency confrontation in the air, because when both sides converge, this confrontation cannot achieve actual deterrence results. What they need to do now is to let P-8a go to the alert waters, drop the sonar buoy, and monitor the movements of the other party's underwater submarine!

Once the opponent's submarine movements are exposed, after losing the greatest support, the maritime showdown can end in a way that is not cut off by soldiers.

Thinking of this, his mood finally felt a little relieved.

Finally, I don't have to go to the death myself.

As long as you rely on your speed advantage to get rid of the j-15 that is still following closely behind, your mission will be completed.

Looking at the j-15 who was getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

Turning on the radio public channel, he spoke:

"Don't chase after me anymore. Goodbye, baby, you can never follow me. Go home quickly. Your mother is still waiting for you on the boat."

While speaking, he increased his afterburner, and a dazzling Mach ring flashed at the tail of the f-35c, and the fighter instantly broke through the speed of sound.

The j-15 behind him seemed to give up chasing. After trying hard to follow for more than ten seconds, it flew out a large angle arc in the air and returned toward the 002 formation.

Medellin shook his head with gratitude. He originally planned to go to the 002 formation to pass through the field at a low altitude as planned, just like the pilot of the Roosevelt formation carrier-based aircraft, but he did not expect that the other party's response this time would be so resolute.

All of our fighter planes failed to break through the final warning line of the other party's 100 nautical miles. There seemed to be an invisible and intangible iron gate there. As soon as our fighter plane approached, it would be immediately driven away by the other party in an almost life-threatening way.

It seems that it is going to fight to the end.

Medellin tightened the joystick slightly. He saw that several fighter planes on his side were on his way back like him, and the Chinese fighter planes behind him had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, he opened the internal communication channel and said with a slight joking voice:

"Friends, it seems we have won a great victory this time..."

However, just as his voice fell and before the other team members could answer, he keenly noticed that a small highlight appeared on his airborne radar screen.

Then a shadow fell over his cockpit.

"I am the China Air Force. You have entered our training airspace. Please leave immediately, otherwise I will intercept it!"

The broken English suddenly came into his ears, and he subconsciously looked up and a huge heavy fighter was floating quietly above his head.

j-20c.

The tail of this j-20 also sprayed bright blue flames, and judging from its flying posture, such high-speed maneuvering seems effortless to it.

Medellin subconsciously pushed the joystick, trying to get rid of the other party through large angle maneuvers, but what he didn't expect was that the other party was obviously a heavy air-optimal fighter positioned outside the visual range, but his maneuverability was completely unavailable!

Can't run away.

He sighed, shook the wings left and right to indicate that he was about to leave. After receiving the signal, the j-20c also slightly opened the distance and followed behind vigilantly.

At 12 a.m., 400 nautical miles away from the 002 fleet formation.

The f-35c fighter tracked by j-20c discovered the P-8a anti-submarine patrol aircraft in front through the airborne radar.

Medellin hesitated whether to continue the escort mission, because he knew that once he entered the escort sequence, what he would face would be the more severe interception of this j-20c.

He opened the communication and reported the situation to the aircraft carrier formation, hoping to stop the farce that was originally caused by himself, but the command center issued an order to continue escorting.

A trace of ominous premonition arose in his heart, but the military order was difficult. When he approached the position where he could visually see p-8a, he lowered his speed to a low-speed cruise state, turned the direction, and guided and escorted the left side of p-8a.

However, just as he turned, he lost his j-20c's field of view from the rearview mirror.

Turning his eyes to the radar screen, he saw that the small highlight had already distanced himself, but before he could have time to be glad, the plane rushed to the rear of him at an incredible high speed!

Medellin subconsciously wanted to speed up his escape, but it was too late.

Just as he was hesitating whether to change his flying posture, j-20 had appeared above his head and maintained the same low speed as him.

Want to do a roll??

no.

An incredible idea flashed through his mind, and this idea was fulfilled in the next second.

After slightly adjusting the flight posture of the j-20, a dazzling flame suddenly appeared on the nozzle of the vector engine. Then, the nose of the aircraft suddenly pulled up, and the hot tail flame pointed directly at the f-35c below!

Medellin, who could not dodge, was instantly involved in the opponent's wake, and his stable flight attitude was destroyed. The huge amount of data almost destroyed the flight control system. His fighter jet rolled downward.

At this time, he was only less than four thousand meters away from the sea.

Within 20 seconds, his altitude has been reduced to less than 1,500 meters, and he has not completely regained control of the aircraft!

“Mayday, mayday!!”

Medellin sent a hurry signal to the command center, and then after the aircraft's attitude was slightly adjusted, he pulled down the emergency ejection pull ring under the seat without hesitation!

After a slight explosion, the cockpit hood was thrown away, and he immediately ejected into the sky.

At this moment, all radio communications fell into silence above the sea surface with a radius of thousands of miles.

The first loss of this sea-air confrontation occurred.

And no one can predict what changes the situation will change from then on.

After a full 30 seconds, all the pilots who were stuck in the air on both sides received a signal of returning.

The situation took a sharp turn.
Chapter completed!