Chapter 1460 The Gust of Failure

Two small bombs fell from the flying tiger's hardpoint, and two parachutes opened on the bombs. The fuze on the bombs detonated the two bombs one second after the parachutes opened.

Two Rafale fighter jets just came here, a little distance away from the bomb, but the exploded bomb did not contain any fragments, but burst into a burst of intense light.

Although it is impossible for the strong light to interfere with the driver with the canopy and helmet protection, the explosion radiated a strong electromagnetic pulse, causing the dashboards of the two Rafale fighter jets to turn around, and the altitude, speed, and downward-looking radars were almost all out of order. up.

Another Rafale fighter following behind Beckum plunged headlong into the rock wall next to it under a brief shake. The pilot did not have time to parachute, and turned into a ball of flames with the shattered fighter. Seeing that there were no bones left up.

In the blink of an eye, four-on-two had turned into one-on-two, and Beckham couldn't back down at this moment, because he knew very well that the other party couldn't let him go.

The equipment on the dashboard briefly failed, but with the help of experience, the beret still managed to catch up with the two Black Hawk fighters ahead.

The moment the airborne phased array radar locked on, Beckham also pressed the launch button without hesitation, and the two Mika missiles detached from the pylons and went straight to the Black Hawk fighter in front.

However, the two Black Hawk fighters just shook their tails slightly, and made an extreme turn at the turn close to the rock wall, and the two missiles directly hit the rock wall.

Beckham did not give up. In such a valley environment, missiles are not as flexible as fighter jets, and it is normal to hit mountains.

But just as he was about to catch up and attack with machine guns, the two fighter jets in front suddenly separated at a fork.

When Beckham saw this, although he understood his situation very well, he still insisted on chasing the Black Hawk fighter jet on the left.

What he was eyeing was the Flying Leopard. The distance between the two fighter jets was less than a hundred meters, like fish swimming in a narrow water pipe. The complete valley was filled with the roar of fighter jets.

Flying Leopard, like every excellent fighter pilot, imprinted this kind of flight into his muscle memory for walking through this narrow terrain.

Seeing the valley topography on the radar, controlling the flight of the fighter jet does not need to go through the brain at all, the muscles have already reacted naturally.

This is an ability that has been honed through countless flights in the Valley of Death. The reason why the Valley of Death has made all the Red Police fighters change their expressions is because the simulated valley is not only complex in terrain, but also

The size of the area seems endless, and one more thing is that all the lines are changing randomly.

No fighter division can fly over the same route twice, but the rock walls on both sides of the valley are also rugged, and the narrowest place is even less than three meters, only allowing fighter jets to pass at an angle.

Every Red Police fighter division left a crash record in this valley of death.

Even Lieutenant General Wei Guo, the hero of the Air Force, left a record of plane crashes and deaths in the death canyon of the simulated map.

In the entire Red Police Corps, only Natasha, Cai Ruichen, and Boris have not left any record of failure.

The ultimate death flight is definitely the best way to exercise the limit of reaction for the training of fighter divisions. In the simulation, there is no need to worry about the loss of fighter divisions and fighters, and you can completely let go.

At this moment, for Flying Leopard, he feels that it is not an actual combat, but a simulated flight in the Death Valley, and the fighters chasing after him are also like the training virtual machine in the Death Valley training. The valley made it very easy for the flying leopard.

He has already flown no less than 5,000 times for this kind of training, and it has become an instinct of his body to fly in a terrain like a valley.

Behind him, Beckham was tense, his eyes were focused, and he didn't blink his eyelids. He was afraid of losing sight of the enemy in front of him, and he was afraid of relaxing slightly, so he hit the rock wall directly.

Moreover, Beckham has to watch carefully, always paying attention to whether another Black Hawk fighter will emerge from other places, and then give himself a shot.

Liu Jianwei said to Feibao: "Feibao, I've come from the right side."

Flying Leopard glanced at the coordinates of Flying Tiger displayed on the helmet, combined with the temporary map scanned by the fighter jet's radar, and said, "Go ahead, keep the speed at 300, and wait for my order."

"No problem." Liu Jianwei nodded, looking at the end of the long crack, and slowly placed his finger on the button of the cannon.

Unbeknownst to Beckum, another Black Hawk fighter jet that was going to the right had already circled to the front and set up a trap.

At this moment, he is still persistently chasing the Black Hawk fighter in front, but his mood is very depressed.

The Black Hawk fighter jet in front of him was like a loach. Although he could barely bite the opponent, the series of cannon attacks did not even scratch off a piece of the opponent's skin.

There is always a very small distance between the fired machine gun bullets and the tail nozzle of the Black Hawk fighter, but this distance seems to Beckum like a gap, which is insurmountable.

Seeing that two-thirds of the cannon bullets on the plane had been consumed, and there were only two missiles left, Beckham was already thinking about getting out like this.

After all, the opponent still has a fighter jet nearby, unless the one in front of him can be killed immediately, otherwise it will be quite dangerous.

But now, Beckham has deeply realized that the opponent's superb piloting skills, and of course the excellent performance of the Black Hawk fighter, all make him feel ashamed.

He is so proud that he has even sent a request for help to the U.S. fighter jets. Unfortunately, his experience is not unique.

The U.S. early-warning aircraft is also in a state of desperation now, so they directly ordered Beckham to look for an opportunity to get out immediately.

This time the NATO United Air Force encountered a group of terrifying opponents, and up to now, the NATO United Air Force has not figured out the air force number of the other party. All I know is that there is a golden strip on the tip of the double vertical tail of these Black Hawk fighter jets. spray paint.

After fighting for a long time, he didn't even know the number of the other party, which also strengthened Beckum's determination to leave, not to mention the order. Combined with the sense of crisis that enveloped his heart, Beckum no longer wanted to wait any longer.

However, at the moment when he was about to raise the fuselage and leave the valley, a string of flames flew from the right side, and the Rafale fighter was cut off by the middle in an instant. When the aircraft cannon attacked from the right, he decisively pulled up the escape device. (To be continued.) Enable new URL