Red Soviet Union

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Americans only thought that this dual-engine fighter was a solution adopted by the Soviet Union to ensure the safety of carrier-based fighters. Used rd33 engine! The current air combat thrust-to-weight ratio is as high as 1.6! Even the f-15, a fighter designed to reduce weight for air combat, can’t compare, let alone a Tomcat that is already heavy and relies on variable swept wings to improve its performance! Moreover, there are also two phoenixes mounted under the belly of the Tomcat fighter, two of which weigh a ton! Hanging four at the same time makes it almost impossible to maneuver in air combat. Hanging six is ​​similar to a bomber.

They've been behind us! The radar operator in the rear cabin mainly served as an observer in close-range combat. This time, because of the scissor climb, he could also see the shadow that flashed past at the tail. Been following along!

Damn it! It has now climbed to 18,000 kilometers! It is said that the fighters behind should have been thrown off long ago, but now, the other party has been following!

Can't climb anymore! If the ceiling is exceeded, the aerodynamic capabilities of each rudder surface will be greatly reduced, and the fighter will not be able to operate stably, and no one knows what will happen.

Level it up! Pushing the nose, Powell leveled his fighter plane, while the fighter plane behind continued to rise, surpassing their height and leaping over their retinas.

Damn Soviets! What engine did their fighter use? I used to think it was changed to a turbojet of the MiG 21, but it became a double engine, but now it seems absolutely not!

When the fighter plane flew by, Powell's mood could not be calmed down. In the confrontation just now, he never had the upper hand. Fortunately, the two sides have a tacit understanding. They are just engaged in confrontation. Just been shot down two or three times already!

Continuing to fly level, Powell quickly recovered. At this time, the pilot in the rear cabin suddenly said, Why is our cockpit dark?

Without flying into the clouds, nonsense, there are almost no clouds above 10,000 meters, and at an altitude of 18,000 meters, the sky is clear, why is it suddenly dark here? It's like having a shade tent!

No, there is a problem! Powell also discovered this, and when the two raised their heads, they were immediately stunned.

The MiG-23, I don't know when, has already flown above them! Fly upside down, cockpit facing their cockpit! When the two raised their heads, the Soviet pilot above his head raised his middle finger to face them!

Yi Gaoren is bold, and it is not too much to describe Christoph with this sentence. After graduating from aviation school, Christoph entered the army,

Just before flying the MiG-23, after that, almost all variants have been flown, when flying the current MiG-23k, Christoph has been flying the MiG-23 for seven years.

For this kind of aircraft, he treats his own body as if he is, or it can be said that he has reached the realm of man-machine unity!

What is the attitude of the plane and how he operates it is entirely the function of the lowest neural reflex arc. He is extremely skilled in the control of this fighter plane.

That's the only way. Just after flying over the opponent's height, he pushed the nose of the plane, and the fighter plane was leveled. Then, he made a bold plan!

Turning the fighter upside down, he was driving the MiG-23, carefully approaching the Tomcat from above, his single vertical tail was just sandwiched between the opponent's double vertical tails, his cockpit, Just facing the opponent's cockpit, then, extending his left hand, he made this insulting gesture.

From a distance, the two fighter planes are intertwined as if they were stacked together!

After discovering the fighter plane above his head, Powell immediately felt a cold sweat behind him, and he felt extremely hot in the air-conditioned and constant-temperature cockpit.

Damn Soviets, are they provocative?

Get rid of the Soviets! Powell didn't dare to go up, the other party was on top of his head, once he went up, he might have a serious collision, and this fucking situation made it impossible for him to eject, if he ejected, it just hit the other party's cockpit!

Then you can only go down, and quickly get rid of it!

Powell pushed the joystick, the huge Tomcat fighter jet, and began to fly downward. Then, he started to turn sideways again, making a circling and descending motion, turning four times in a row, and the altitude dropped to 16,000 kilometers.

Now, is it time to get rid of the damn Soviets? Powell felt the sweat on his forehead, and it came out swishly, and his eyes seemed to be blurred. He raised his head and saw that guy, still on top of his head, like a ghost!

How could the other party keep up with your actions just now? Powell was extremely depressed, he pushed the joystick and continued to fly down!

Shake it off, shake it off! His range of movements began to increase. Even if he collided with the Soviet fighter plane, he would have to separate from the other party. The other party was simply a devil!

Fear had begun to appear in his heart. If he changed his position, he would never be able to do it. That is to say, the combat skills of the Soviets far surpassed him! And the performance of the Soviet fighters also surpassed their own Tomcats!

He didn't know how many turns he had made, but he only knew that the altimeter was falling all the time. As an excellent carrier-based aircraft pilot, he almost felt like he was about to vomit.

At three thousand meters sea level, Powell leveled.

He's still on top of us! This time, Powell didn't look up, and the radar operator in his rear cabin shouted desperately.

Still on top, still on top of myself! This game is not fun at all!

Fuck! Powell took off his oxygen mask, he was panting heavily, he had no need to inhale oxygen for 3000 meters, and the sweat on his hair made the whole goggles wet, he didn't have time to wipe it with his hands Beads of sweat on the goggles, almost resigned to pulling the lever back.

Soviets, fuck off!

Powell was completely angry and flew upward, even if he collided with the other party, he couldn't suffer such humiliation again! Yes, it was like a cat playing tricks on a mouse, and he was the mouse!

Rats are also dignified!

Powell is not afraid of death, and death is better than being teased like this! He pulled the lever and was about to collide with the Soviet fighter.

Clash, not only the Soviets will play, but the Americans will also do it when they are cornered!

At this moment, the top of his head suddenly became bright. (To be continued.)

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