Seven Hundred and Sixty Six Ruthless Destruction

When Alan Hill's super ace pilot Oak Lane drove his fighter jet over the war zone, he saw countless targets on his radar screen.

These Demon bombers, disguised as B-17s, were crystal clear on radar screens and were using long-expired IFF signals.

He easily operated the computer on his fighter jet, and locked on these targets that were simpler than the targets used in training in the army.

The Devil bombers disguised as B-17 can't maneuver at all. Because of the dense formation, they can only fly forward in a stupid straight track. This is no different from suicide in the face of modern air defense systems.

Now, the computer on his fighter jet has helped him lock on the easier targets. Now he only needs to power on the missiles and start launching.

It was a fool's shooting. Oak Lanke hated this kind of air combat mode, but there was nothing he could do about it.

There is no way, the opponent's combat power is too weak, and the enemy is not strong, so no matter what you do on your side, there is no risk...

"Start missile self-check..." Oak Lanke issued a combat order, his fighter jet was rapidly approaching the target, and the wingman behind him had also turned on the afterburner.

In this way, the AIM-120 missile can fly farther, and at the same time, it can quickly shorten the distance between itself and the enemy target.

"Open the safety!" Seeing that the missile was in good condition, Oranke issued a new order. At the same time, his fingers had already released the safety on the joystick, pressing on the red button for launching missiles.

In the next second, he shouted the "launch" command, and almost at the same moment, his finger also pressed the red button.

An AIM-120 over-the-horizon air-to-air missile was activated from under the wing of the F-15 fighter he was driving, the rocket engine was ignited, and the missile was successfully detached from the pylon under the wing.

Oranke could clearly see a white smoke flying towards the distance. The missile had already locked on its target, and it could hit the locked target without the need for the locking radar on the F-15 fighter jet to continue to shine.

If it is another small target, the missile may still miss the target, but the plane driven by the devil on the opposite side is an old, slow and huge B-17 bomber, and the hit rate of the AIM-120 missile is astonishingly high. It is impossible for the other party to avoid it, and it cannot be avoided.

After distinguishing the locked target,

Oranke called out the command to launch again and pressed the button.

The second missile was launched immediately, dragging a long white smoke, and disappeared at the end of sight.

Then came the third missile, the fourth missile, the fifth missile, and the sixth missile...

F-15 fighter jets can carry up to 12 AIM-120 air-to-air missiles at a time, because this time it is an interception mission, and there are a large number of enemies, and Oranke chose the most weapon configuration, so he can basically ensure 12 air-to-air missiles for this attack. down target.

Through the coordination of the data link, the enemy plane locked by his wingman does not overlap with him, so their two F-15 fighter jets can shoot down 24 large B-17 bombers in one interception.

In the direction where the missile smoke disappeared, a large fleet of demon bombers disguised as B-17s was slowly flying forward.

They have not yet entered the air defense network of the Airan Hill ground forces, but they have realized that the situation seems to be a little bad.

Yes, the situation is not good. The demon commander who is in charge of commanding the demon bomber group has found that his communication has been cut off. The radio headset in front of him is full of interfering electric sounds, and he can't hear any friendly voices at all.

This is not a good sign. If their disguise is effective, then what is going on in the situation where the communication is completely cut off?

For him, the frontline commander, it is still unknown whether the opponent has fallen into chaos, but the troops under his command have almost fallen into chaos.

Now, nothing happened, and the pilots of these damn camouflaged bombers could still follow each other and fly in formation, but if there were some problems in a while, the entire fleet might be destroyed.

He squeezed the communicator in his hand irritably, checking the situation on other planes over and over again. Unfortunately, no one answered his question, not even a single person.

"Could it be that the equipment on my plane is malfunctioning?" He muttered in doubt, and then looked through the porthole to see the bomber fleet he commanded outside.

Everything seemed to be normal, but soon he saw that there seemed to be some white tracks in the sky approaching his fleet quickly!

He rubbed his eyes, and saw a small black dot rushing towards his direction, and then, this small black dot hit another B-17 camouflaged bomber less than a hundred meters away from his plane superior.

"Boom!" A violent explosion broke the calm. Amidst the roar of the engine, a demon bomber disguised as a B-17 disintegrated in the air, shattered into various fragments, and scattered.

Another bomber following this bomber hurriedly adjusted its altitude, trying to avoid the debris that had exploded.

But it was still a step too late. Countless fragments hit the fuselage of the plane and the engines on the wings, and penetrated the fuselage in an instant, causing the engines to emit black smoke.

In the next second, another black dot hit a bomber farther away, and that bomber also exploded, turning into a ball of gorgeous fireworks.

Accompanied by this explosion, it seemed that a grand performance kicked off like this. One explosion after another came, and one camouflaged B-17 bomber fell down one after another.

The entire formation became chaotic, and the demon officer in charge moved to the porthole on the other side in horror. He saw that the fleet on the other side was also exploding, and there were flickering flames everywhere.

The huge bomb with magic spar augmentation hanging in the bomber's cabin was detonated due to instability, making the originally unspectacular explosion ten times more intense in an instant. The huge explosion not only engulfed the aircraft on which it was mounted, but also spread to other aircraft.

"It's over...it's over..." At this moment, the demon commander came up with such a sentence in his mind. He knew that the army he commanded was finished, and he... was also finished...

However, for him, the painful suffering was just the beginning. He wanted to witness the ruthless destruction of the fleet he commanded here, and even a single bomb could not be dropped on the enemy's position!