Above the 88th War Zone, there was an F5 Tiger fighter flying with the same wingman, one by one, one behind. The long aircraft in front was painted with flirtatiousness, and the fuselage was covered with ** and playing cards. This was Bofu's F5 fighter. The wingman behind was painted with desert yellow stripes, and the numbers were clearly visible. Both aircraft were carried two rattlesnake missiles, and there were secondary fuel tanks under the belly, which was a typical front-line patrol equipment.
As a mercenary with its own weapons, it is their best to paint the plane, but if the weapon is provided by the employer, then you can only paint it according to the employer's requirements... Bofu's fighter is one of the most fancy planes in Base 88. "It's another peaceful day... Speaking of which, I've been here for almost a month and haven't encountered a battle yet." Bofu said this to his wingman on the radio.
"Isn't that good? I hope to spend three years peacefully and go home." The wingman assigned to Bo Fu on this day was the Flying Naoshi. This guy's flying skills were basically passenger plane pilots, and he was used to maneuvering movements that were smooth and not big. As a missile launching platform, it was probably qualified. Just as the two were talking, Bo Fu suddenly ordered: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Follow me! We started climbing, and there was something happening."
In his three-dimensional sensing range of the diffusion surname, three foreign objects broke into it more than 40 kilometers away. The radar of the f5 was not detected at all. It was probably because the opponent was reaching more than 200 meters above the surface. The directions of the three targets directly pointed to the 88th base. As a patrol crew, Bo Fu naturally had to transmit the detected target back as soon as possible and initiate an interception. After radioing the orientation and height of the enemy plane to the base, Bo Fu took Fei Bi Zhen to climb up and used the clouds to cover his body. To be honest, if it really reached the range of the other party's radar, it would be useless. When twenty kilometers apart, Bo Fu had already seen the enemy plane in the low altitude. He swayed his wings to indicate the target for Fei Bi Zhen, and then quickly turned upside down and flew down directly.
During the flight, Bofu began to warm up the missiles - there were only two rattlesnake missiles in total, and the distance as infrared fighting bombs was very limited. Feinin behind him started to make movements in a hurry to try to follow Bofu, but the poor maneuvering movement made him fall a lot behind. "This kid can only drive Boeing aircraft after all..." Bofu sighed for a moment, and then abandoned the secondary fuel tank. Feinin was still doing the movements slowly, the aircraft's maneuvering movements were distorted, and he did not abandon the secondary fuel tank - probably because of his nervousness.
The other party's three aircraft could already be identified - at least in Bofu's eyesight, it could be identified as MiG21, and these three aircraft seemed to have also discovered Bofu's fighter. They are typical triangular formations, and the wingmen behind should have discovered Bofu's rushing down from the zenith. Almost immediately, the three aircraft came to bloom. Except for the leading long aircraft that did not change the direction of flight, the other two wingmen quickly pulled away from each other. "What? Are you going to use the long aircraft as bait?" Bofu muttered, and then he looked behind him - it was empty... The poor bird really didn't know where to fly.
The g force brought by the high-speed dive pressed Bo Fu tightly on the seat. The aircraft could not launch missiles in this state. The reckless Bo Fu also lowered the accelerator, controlling the fighter's speed and leveled it up at the same time - which made his current position exactly 1,600 meters in the center of three enemy aircraft. Bo Fu stared at the enemy's aircraft 1,100 meters ahead and was eleven kilometers away, ready to bite the guy's six o'clock.
The opponent suddenly began to climb, and while quickly narrowing the distance with Bo Fu, the speed also decreased significantly. The two wingmen had already completed the rolling round at this time, just one left and one right behind Bo Fu, a distance of eight kilometers. The three aircraft launched missiles almost at the same time. Bo Fu locked all the two rattlesnakes under his wings and shot them out... And the two wingmen behind him did the same thing - but they each fired aa2. At this time, the two enemy planes had approached very close to Bo Fu's f5, and Bo Fu could already see the appearance of the rapidly climbing enemy plane in front, "Are they also mercenaries... Just a MiG 21, what's the point of painting a great white shark?"
However, it is no longer a discussion about the other party's painting - although the other party's wingman is also mocking the low-level and interesting aesthetics of the rebel pilot in front of him, the problem now is that if Bo Fu turns his head and looks, you can see the bright opponent's missiles using the trajectory of the ** to prepare for intimate contact with his fighter. The super space sensing ability cannot help Bo Fu directly detonate the other party's missiles in the air. If the world is not so strict - just two missiles are considered birds! Even the nuclear warheads are just air! But now Bo Fu can only curse all kinds of swear words, and then frantically pull the ** joystick - and be careful not to accidentally pull the pole out...
Using a series of maneuverable actions that were enough to disintegrate the light fighter F5, Bo Fu tried to get rid of the closer and closer AA2 missiles. Bo Fu could say that if his physical strength was not far superior to that of a mortal, he would have lost his eyes and let his plane fall. However, his maneuverable actions that made him sweat all over could not get rid of the damn missile behind him. I guess if this was the case in a few seconds, Bo Fu would soon become a state of poverty...
Bo Fu cursed loudly and began to dive, flying against the ground with a terrifying reaction speed - it was only fifty meters away from the surface, even lower than some sand dunes... The dunes reflecting sunlight under the sun radiated heat, and the export type of aa2 was the monkey version according to the tradition of **. The anti-interference ability was weakened to a certain extent, so the tracking trajectory was a little bit out of the way. Bo Fu looked at the two missiles that were thrown farther and farther away, and he was relieved. Until this time, he could take a little air to see the outcome of the guy locked by two rattlesnakes above. Just when the two missiles behind him were at their own range, Bo Fu also saw the outcome of the guy above his head - the tail was obviously damaged, and half of the fuselage was pitch black and smoked. I don't know whether he could fly back, but it was definitely impossible to launch an attack.
But the trouble still exists. The two wingman MiG 21 have already pounced down and will probably launch the second round of missiles soon. At this time, Bofu was already at a low altitude and his maneuverability was greatly limited. MiG 21 has the advantage of altitude and speed...
At this time, an F5 suddenly appeared in the sky. After launching two missiles, it inserted into the two MiGs in a daze. "Damn it! This guy is not locked!" The two missiles showed a parabola falling from the body...... Just in front of Bo Fu's eyes, the rookie, Asuka Zhen, was easily locked and shot down - the price was that the other party paid a missile each.
Fortunately, this guy jumped on the umbrella in time, "Your dream of going home in three years has been shattered..." Bo Fu took this opportunity to quickly pull up, rolling and firing. Under Bo Fu's sensing ability and prediction ability in three-dimensional space, the 20mm shell hit one of the MiG 21s. Two smoke-producing MiG 21s left the battlefield under the escort of a MiG that also had all missiles, and began to return - the mercenaries of the last plane were unwilling to take the risk of fighting with Bo Fu, just for money... It's not worth it to take a life.
Bo Fu flew over the head of Asuka Zhen who had already landed on the ground, shook his wings and said that he would summon rescue and then continue to patrol the mission. "Today's battle is probably not a loss or a profit with the subsidy, but unfortunately the bonus of injuring the opponent is relatively low..." (To be continued.)