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The fighter planes were taxiing slowly on the runway. These brave air force pilots are real soldiers. In peacetime, they are not as conspicuous as the army, not as outstanding as the navy, and they even have very few opportunities to appear in people's sight. However,

, when China was invaded, they were the first to stand up every time and use their flesh and blood to fly the war eagle to defend the country's honor and the dignity of the military.

Even when their fighter plane crashed, they fell into the sea along with their beloved fighter plane. Even their bodies could not be recovered, and they could only sleep on the cold and dark seabed for eternity. They were lonely and lonely, but they had no hesitation. They were

Soldiers, from the moment they put on their military uniforms, from the moment they clenched their fists and took the oath, they are destined that their lives no longer belong to themselves, but to the country.

The navigator waved the flag in his hand, and the fleet slowly stopped on the runway. At this time, a military jeep drove over quickly from a distance, a harsh brake sound sounded, and a scorpion dressed in military uniform walked out of it.

He came down. He looked at the two rows of planes in front of him with wet eyes. He picked up the walkie-talkie with a slight trembling and shouted loudly inside: "Brothers, are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid." A neat and loud voice came from inside the fleet, and the huge sound even drowned out the roar of the aircraft engines.

Scorpion's eyes were moist. He climbed onto the roof of the jeep and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Soldiers, tell me, what was the oath you swore when you put on this military uniform?"

"From now on, I will become a glorious federal air force soldier. I swear that I will use my life to defend the honor of the country, and I will use my flesh and blood to defend the country's airspace. I am willing to sacrifice for the country at any time.

Even if I die on the battlefield, I have no fear. Even if I die in a foreign land, I will never look back. I am a federal air force soldier. Today, I am proud of being an air force soldier. Tomorrow, the air force will be proud of having me.

Proud to be such a soldier."

Tears burst out of Scorpion's eyes. At the age of 40, he was no longer as impulsive as when he was young, but he still couldn't control his feelings at this time. What a lovely group of warriors they are, but the next moment, they will

to die, but, as their oath said, now he has such a group of helpless people for him

He was proud of the fearful warrior. With tears in his eyes, he shouted with a choked voice: "Soldiers, as the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a moment. China has raised you and trained you. Now we, China, have reached the most critical moment. In order to

Country, for the sake of your parents, wives and children, are you willing to sacrifice yourselves for the country?"

"Defend the motherland, defend the people, use me in the first battle, and you will win if you use me." All the pilots shouted this familiar slogan almost heartbreakingly, but only at this moment can people truly understand this slogan.

The true meaning of. At this time, the navigator received the order from the control tower to arrive at the sortie time. With tears in his eyes, he waved the flag upward several times. All the fighter pilots pulled down their sunglasses, put on their oxygen masks, and prepared for takeoff.

preparation.

At this moment, the navigator walked to one side of the runway and squatted down. He waved the signal flag in his hand forward. The two fighters in the first row pushed the throttle at the same time and roared forward, followed by the second fighter.

Row, third row, fourth row... rows of fighter planes roared past the Scorpion, then shot straight into the sky, forming a huge fleet in the sky, and then quickly disappeared into the sky.

Xingzi jumped out of the jeep dejectedly. At this moment, he seemed to have aged 10 years. The guard opened his mouth, but no words came out. He could understand Xingzi's mood. Every general would treat his soldiers

He treated him like a child. Just now, this general witnessed hundreds of his children flying war hawks into the battlefield. He was afraid. He was afraid that when they returned, the originally dense fleet would become sparse, and there would not even be one.

The fighter jets can come back.

After all, the United States is not a Japanese country. The Pacific Fleet is the largest and most advanced fleet in the United States. They are almost equal to one-half of the US military’s maritime power. If you want to cripple them, it is impossible without paying a heavy price. Not to mention the US military.

There are also aircraft carriers and the US Air Force. Let alone attacking, no one dares to think about how many fighter planes will be shot down along the way just by flying over their fleet to launch air strikes.

The pilot pilot named Zhou Qian is the younger brother of Zhou Bing, captain of the Air Force Parachute Brigade. Unlike his brother, he also loves the blue sky. He does not like the thrill of jumping from high altitudes, but prefers to drive by himself.

Fighter planes soar in the blue sky. And

Like Zhou Bing, Zhou Qian has shown amazing driving skills at a young age. With his excellent skills, he has repeatedly made outstanding achievements, and his position has jumped up like a rocket. Now he is only 27 years old and is already a member of the Federal Air Force.

The colonel and deputy captain of the assault brigade.

This time, he signed up for the death squad selection without hesitation. Because he had the highest military rank in the death squad and the most combat experience, he naturally became the leader and commander of this air raid mission.

As soon as the fighter plane flew out of the East China Sea, the sirens in the cabin began to chirp crazily: being followed, being followed, being followed...

Zhou Qian frowned. He didn't expect that the US military's radar was so advanced and could scan them from such a distance. The fighter planes were so fast that he didn't have much time to think. Maybe the US military's anti-aircraft missiles were at this time.

It was already preparing to launch. At that moment, he issued an order: "Unit No. 2, you take the people from Team 2 and Team 4 around to the left to attract their radar and firepower, and the others lower their altitude.

, flying close to the sea, and breaking into the U.S. military’s defense line as quickly as possible.”

"Yes." The pilot of the No. 2 aircraft was slightly stunned, but he accepted the order without hesitation. He knew that by accepting this order, he was letting his more than 200 aircraft attract all the firepower of the US military.

Then the remaining 300 or so fighters can safely rush in and look for opportunities. As for myself... Pilot No. 2 smiled bitterly, more than 200 fighters were locked by the firepower of the entire US Pacific Fleet, is it possible to survive?

Almost as soon as Zhou Qian's order was given, the huge fleet of aircraft automatically divided into two waves. One wave suddenly rose up, and then drew an arc in the air, making a gesture of trying to get rid of the US military radar, and then flew towards the US military from the side.

The other wave suddenly lowered its altitude and flew at an ultra-low altitude almost 4 meters above the sea. Huge waves hit the fuselage from time to time, and from time to time one or two fighter planes were photographed into the sea by the huge waves.

Fortunately, this place is still far away from the Pacific Fleet. Although their radar can scan them, it cannot sensitively capture their specific number. As the No. 2 aircraft took a part of the fighter planes to make a detour, the radar waves indeed followed their direction.
Chapter completed!