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It has to be said that Zhou Yonghui's psychological quality is really strong. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to pee his pants long ago.

After all, he was also a pilot, and he was awarded the rank of major based on his flying skills.

The ability is still there, but it is not very reliable.

After about 5 minutes.

A silver-gray fighter jet with an incomparably impressive shape appeared above Blue Star at an altitude of 24000 meters.

At this altitude, any weather phenomenon has disappeared, and the sky is as blue as washing.

Terribly quiet.

"Zhou Yonghui! How's the situation over there!"

In the radio communication channel, Mr. Zhao's anxious voice came.

Zhou Yonghui swallowed hard.

"Report...report to the chief!"

"I have reached an altitude of 24000 meters, and I still haven't gained control of the plane. Currently, the plane is cruising at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour..."

"Hey! No!"

On the other side, when Mr. Zhao heard the words, his mind was full of question marks.

"Who fighter jet cruises at Mach [-]!"

"Zhou Yonghui! Are you crazy or am I crazy!"

Mach six is ​​six times the speed of sound, which is equivalent to running two kilometers in one second.

In other words, it only takes ten minutes to drive this fighter from Beijing to Shanghai...

What the hell is this monster!

Not only Mr. Zhao, but even a group of scientific researchers behind him heard the news.

In an instant, he stood still in place as if struck by lightning.

Damn it, novels don't dare to write like this!

"Ding! The radar system detected a fighter jet at an altitude of 18000 meters!"

"Ding! The radar system detected three sorties of fighter jets at an altitude of 16000 meters!"

"..."

One after another, the notification sounded on the radio communication channel.

At this moment, Mr. Zhao and the others fell into a strange silence.

The reason is very simple. The radar of this fighter plane scanned the remaining ten fighter jets participating in the military exercise.

One is not many, one is not.

What's even more frightening is that the rest of the fighters were not on the radar at all, and the fighter piloted by Zhou Yonghui was found.

After the J-8 flew into the clouds, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Not to mention fighter jet radar, even the roadbed scanning radar of the Northwest Military Region could not find its trace...

This also shows that the stealth performance of that fighter plane is far beyond everyone's imagination!

"Grandma's Bear!"

"This is still a fart!"

Even Mr. Zhao couldn't help but swear at this moment.

This is so bullying!

The J-20, which I have worked so hard to study and consumed countless hearts, is like a joke in front of this fighter.

This is just a J-8 modification!

It's just a second-generation aircraft!

As a result, no matter from the engine, the flight speed, or even the radar, the stealth performance.

They directly crushed the J-20, the fifth-generation machine, so that there was not even slag left!

An unprecedented sense of decadence surged into Elder Zhao's heart.

When I thought about it, this fighter was actually modified by Song Qi.

In Mr. Zhao's heart, he couldn't help but feel that time is like a knife, and a knife makes people grow old.

"Report...report to the chief!"

In the radio communication channel, Zhou Yonghui's voice came again.

"The fighter I'm flying seems to... seems to be heading towards our fighter..."

"Let it go!"

Elder Zhao frowned and continued.

"I don't believe it. Ten fighters, one fifth-generation fighter, and four ninth-generation fighters can't survive 10 minutes in its hands!"

This aviation exercise uses blank bombs, even if the plane is hit, it will not cause too much damage.

Naturally, no casualties will be caused.

That being the case, it is better to let the aviation exercise continue!

It's just that Mr. Zhao also knows in his heart that from now on, the protagonist of the military exercise has changed from J-20 to J-8 modified by Song Qi!

As long as the J-20 designed by myself can last 8 minutes in the hands of J-10!

Even if successful!

On the side, Deng Jianguo witnessed the change of Mr. Zhao's language, especially after hearing it for 10 minutes.

One couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing suddenly.

"What are you laughing at! Colonel Deng!"

Elder Zhao's stern voice came.

"I didn't laugh at anything, I suddenly thought of something happy..."

Chapter 6 One minute and 30 seconds, crushing victory!

8000 meters high.

This is the ordinary cruising altitude of the J-20, but this ordinary cruising altitude alone is the limit altitude of the fourth-generation aircraft such as the J-11B.

At this moment, J-20 pilot Li Xiaolou was leisurely sitting in the cockpit, looking at the scenery on the horizon.

It is not the first time for Li Xiaolou to participate in this kind of air confrontation operation with J-20.

It's just that every air confrontation ends with the crushing victory of J-20.

The advantages of the fifth-generation aircraft over the fourth-generation aircraft cannot be smoothed out by quantity alone.

As far as the J-20 is concerned, it is more than enough to face not to mention ten fourth-generation fighters, even if it is against twenty fighters!

Fighter aircraft air combat, it sounds very profound, in the final analysis lies in three aspects.

Flight altitude and speed, radar system and stealth performance!

The higher the flying altitude and the faster the fighter jet, in the high-altitude confrontation, it can fight and run when it wants to.

If fighter jets want to stop them, at least one aviation formation must be dispatched before there is a glimmer of hope.

As for the radar system, it can be regarded as the eyes of fighter jets, and its stealth performance is a means to block the sight of enemy planes!

As the most advanced fifth-generation aircraft in China, the J-20 has a radar system and stealth performance, and it ranks first in the entire Blue Star.

For this aerial confrontation, Li Xiaolou is sure to win!

"Let's end the battle in 10 minutes!"

"Don't make the chief wait too long!"

The next moment, J-20 swooped down in the sky with a strange gesture.

After a while, nine red dots quietly appeared on the radar dial of J-20.

and many more?

Nine red dots are planned, shouldn't there be ten?

Could it be that something happened to the Eighth Master and it didn't fly?

Li Xiaolou scratched his head blankly, didn't continue to think about it, and drove the J-20 towards the nearest red dot.

But in the next second, something weird happened again.

Li Xiaolou was surprised to find that the red dot closest to him disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye...

It seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Eh?"

"What's the matter?"

"I haven't made a move yet, why did I fall down!"

The disappearance of the red dot on the radar means that the fighter plane was hit by a missile, so the radar was turned off and it landed.

However, he obviously didn't make a move!

Could it be that they were fighting among themselves?

This is different from the plan!

Just when Li Xiaolou was in a daze, the second and third red dots went out almost at the same time!

What the hell!

What the hell happened?

Li Xiaolou looked around, always felt that the tens of thousands of meters above the sky were haunted...

These bastards, aren't they just kidding me?

Could it be that the J-20's radar is broken?

But Li Xiaolou clearly remembered that his chief once said that even if Li Xiaolou was damaged by playing with him, the J-20 would not be damaged!

Followed by.

As if the dominoes were pushed down, the remaining six red dots went out at an indescribably fast speed.

On the radar dial, only Li Xiaolou's plane was left in an instant...

"Fuck!"

"Damn, it's haunted!"

Without further ado, Li Xiaolou directly controlled the plane, turned around and ran towards the air force base.

How dare you stay in the air for a moment.

But, at this moment.

In the J-8 reform, Zhou Yonghui looked at the scene that happened just now, and the shock in his heart had reached an unbearable level.

"no!"

"I didn't even operate it, so what kind of automatic defense system did you rely on, and you took all nine fourth-generation aircraft?"

"They didn't attack you either! You are on the defensive!"

However, the system installed on the J-8 is destined to not understand what Zhou Yonghui said.

"It is detected that the fifth-generation aircraft is escaping towards the southeast, and the flight speed is Mach 1.5. The threat is relatively high, and it must be eradicated!"

"The electronic jamming system is activated, the radar silence system is activated..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yonghui himself was speechless.

"You are a fighter jet, can you still have some face!"