As the regular troops of the Selo and even the surrounding areas joined the battlefield, the McLaren aircraft group, which had been almost collapsed, once again stabilized and launched one wave after another.

The scene once again fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, both Mu He and Reyes had almost stopped commanding. When the battle reached this point, all tactics were ineffective, just like an out-of-control electromagnetic vehicle. Now the only battle between the two sides was fighting was the will to fight.

Sheng Jinhao, who was already in sight of victory, saw that the battlefield was once again in a stalemate, and his face became extremely ugly. Even at this moment, Sheng Jinhao no longer hoped to be able to slap the Mai Lai group cleanly and neatly, but only wanted to win this battle and defeat Yue Peng with his own hands.

As for Yue Peng, he also adhered to this idea and killed Sheng Jinhao in front of him.

Without a moment of pause, Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao once again stubbornly fought each other, not giving in to each other, both sides almost did not reserve at all, and tried all the solutions to kill the other party.

But no matter how the two fight, they seem to be equal, and neither of them has any advantage. As for the same sentence, it is like fighting with their own shadow.

"Young Master, I'll help you!"

Just at this moment, four fighter jets suddenly broke out from the battlefield and headed straight for Sheng Jinhao to support him.

"Are you the only ones?" Lyon, sweating, led Deng Wei and others to change the route and headed straight for Yue Peng to help!

"slow!"

Sheng Jinhao suddenly made such a sound through the onboard telephone, staring at Yue Peng with his face full of ferocity and perseverance: "Old Yue, I am my opponent alone. I want to shoot it down with my own hands, you guys back!"

Yue Peng on the other side was the same, responding to Lyon: "Lyon, Deng Wei, please hand over Sheng Jinhao to me!"

With Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao saying unanimously, the subordinates of both sides had already been torn off one after another. The sky filled with smoke from gunpowder, Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao rushed together again, without any mercy from their subordinates, and with endless anger, they wanted to kill each other.

This battle lasted for more than an hour. This extraordinary battle lasted from early morning to noon. Now it has reached three o'clock in the afternoon. The winter sun has begun to turn west, and Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao are still entangled with each other.

Both sides were sweating profusely and their physical strength was almost at its limit. However, even so, from the perspective of air combat movements, the frequency did not weaken at all, but instead showed an intensified attitude.

The two are of the same strength, age, and even physical strength. If they don’t get much, they are the most energetic periods in their lives. They have no feeling when they fight for a few hours.

However, although Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao were still able to fight to the death, gritted their teeth and fought hard, the fighter jets of both sides began to face the same problem, that is, insufficient energy and exhausted ammunition.

At this moment, Yue Peng and Sheng Jinhao only retained one missile, and the machine cannon bullets were less than 100, and the energy pool reserves were less than 20%, and they entered the cordon.

Looking at other areas of the sky, although the McLaren aircraft group and the Yuezhi aircraft group are still fighting, the pace has obviously begun to slow down a lot.

Most of the fighter jets have almost reached the point where they have run out of ammunition and food.

Mu He, located in the war room, looked at the status information of the Yuezhi fighter jet. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had to consider retreating.

Otherwise, if this continues to be consumed, the Yuezhi fleet will probably not be able to fly back to the Yuezhi area and will lose energy in the air.

"Mr. Mu He, the last batch of our pilots have been searched and rescued."

At this moment, a front-line search and rescue officer suddenly reported to Mu Hehui.

Hearing such words, Mu He's expression moved slightly, he pondered for a moment, and finally suggested to Sheng Jinhao through the phone: "Young master, our fighter jets are already consumed a lot now, so we'd better evacuate and fight again another day."

Now evacuation? Where is Sheng Jinhao willing to? However, if you continue to entangle the jurisdiction, when the energy pool in the fighter plane reserves 10% of the hell, you will fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

More importantly, even if McLaren Air Force Base is destroyed and even if the central and southern McLaren area has become a mess, it is still the jurisdiction of McLaren Air Force Base.

In terms of supply, the McLaren aircraft group still has the advantage, and after being shot down, they can also set a slight guarantee, which is undoubtedly an advantage!

Although facing Yue Peng, Sheng Jinhao's intention to fight and murderous intention rumbled, it was not completely overwhelmed by hatred, otherwise Sheng Jinhao would not have lived to this day.

Looking at Yue Peng who rushed over again, Sheng Jinhao really wanted to fight Yue Peng for 300 rounds, but Sheng Jinhao's most essential calm told him that he could no longer do this.

"All Yuezhi aircraft groups pay attention, alternately cover, and then evacuate." Sheng Jinhao was full of dissatisfaction and issued such an order, then directly manipulated the fighter plane, crossed Yue Peng as quickly as possible, and left quickly in the direction of the west.

In a blink of an eye, the channel had run out of ammunition and food, and the Yuezhi crew was withdrawn from the battle extremely quickly.

Yue Peng, who was driving the Black Warrior No. 1, saw his mortal enemy and had already begun to evacuate. Yue Peng was also full of fear and wanted to continue chasing him!

"Yue Peng, I advise you not to pursue the enemy. The most urgent task now is to prepare as soon as possible and find the next way out." The commander in black said to Yue Peng, as if it was a warning to Yue Peng.

Then, when the commander in black stopped at all, he led his subordinates and disappeared in the direction directly north without giving Yue Peng a chance to thank him, and he felt that he didn't want to stay at all.

Although Yue Peng is also full of reluctance now, Yue Peng is not blinded by hatred. After all, the McLaren aircraft group is almost exhausted from ammunition and food, and the fighter jets are even scarred, and the pursuit does not have much effect at all.

"All McLaren aircraft groups and the Cellow aircraft groups landed nearby at McLaren's second base, and the rescue aircraft will search and rescue immediately!" Yue Peng held back his anger and gave such an order.

McLaren's second branch base is located southwest of McLaren Air Force Base. It used to be a transit station for various air combat brigades. Its scale is not small, and it is almost the few stops that can be preserved during the war.

After sailing at full speed for one minute, Yue Peng led the fleet and appeared above the second base. Then Yue Peng led the remaining McLaren Remnants and the Cellow aircraft group to land vertically at the airport or in the open space near the airport.

At this moment, Yue Peng was able to clearly see through the light screen that the situation at the McLaren Air Force Base headquarters was a ruin, and there was no intact building.

Among the broken walls and ruins, the corpses were everywhere, and they were burned, and some were simply blown to pieces.

Such a scene undoubtedly filled Yue Peng's heart with an uncontrollable sadness and anger.

"It's really a miserable victory." Taking off the air battle helmet, Yue Peng rubbed his sweaty face with his hands, and said sadly.

At the same time, looking at the only thirty ground crew members left at the second base, they were constantly busy, operating multi-functional suspended robots to spray oxygen-repellent at some fighter jets that were emitting thick smoke.

Originally, the second branch base had more than 300 ground crew members, but after the fierce battle, most of the people almost ran away, leaving only a few more than 30 people to stick to this place.

The various air force bases in McLaren's jurisdiction are now fragmented, and it is impossible to restore to their former appearance in a short period of time.

It is undeniable that on the surface, Yue Peng led the McLaren aircraft group to finally withstand, but in fact, it was already broken.

"Sir, give it." Just as Yue Peng jumped off the Black Warrior No. 1, who was scarred and probably wanted to overhaul, a ground crew member quickly handed Yue Peng a physical drink, which relieved Yue Peng's body slightly.

"Thank you." Yue Peng responded, and then drank the physical drink directly.

The other pilots walked off the fighter plane and there was no excitement on their faces. Some of them were sad and silently drank physical drinks. This battle seemed to be victorious, but in fact it was a crushing defeat.

Just as Yue Peng had just taken a few breaths, a series of sounds suddenly came from the air combat liaison device on Yue Peng's wrist, and it was Reyes who asked for a call.

"What's the matter?" Yue Peng asked after contacting.

"Sir, through remote monitoring, the preliminary combat damage report has been released." Reyes said to Yue Peng with a heavy tone.

In fact, when Yue Peng saw Reyes' expression, he could already guess what was right.

"Tell me first how many people we still live." Yue Peng said.

"The number of pilots in stock is less than two thousand. Half of the northern aircraft group we directly affiliated with was killed in battle. The Black Rose Air Battle Brigade was almost wiped out. Major Ricky was killed in battle, Aojin Air Battle Squadron was wiped out, Gulite died in battle..."

Hearing Reyes' words, Yue Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, and tried his best not to let tears flow out, and his heart was like a knife.

"However, the only thing that is thankful is that although the Black Warrior Air Force Base also suffered 30% casualties, the core members are still alive." Reyes continued to say to Yue Peng, and the obedient elements of these words were more or less greater.

In fact, for an air force, the death rate of 30% is already extremely huge. Pilots of almost vector level were all killed on the battlefield.

This is exactly the saying that weak is the greatest sin, which means death.

Cruel battles are the best place to test the truth.

"Sir."

Just as Yue Peng was listening to Reyes' report on war damage, a ground crew member suddenly came to Yue Peng and whispered.

"What's the matter?" Yue Peng pointed his eyes at the ground crew and asked.
Chapter completed!