In the sky, snowflakes were flying and falling.

The dull roar of the aviation engine spread throughout the sky, and the high-temperature tail flames sprayed from the tail of the aircraft instantly melted the nearby snowflakes, leaving a blank space, and were instantly filled with new snowflakes.

After half an hour of steady flight along the scheduled course at a cruising speed of 950 kilometers, he reached the border line.

Yang Luo gently held the joystick to keep the fuselage stable, pedaled the rudder with his right foot, changed his course to the right, and flew northeast along the border line.

"What will it clear in half an hour? The weather forecast is indeed just a forecast, and it cannot be believed." Yang Luo shook his head, looked at the snowflakes that were still dancing in the outside of the cabin, and sighed.

It seems that the training of the 122nd Group this morning can only be a waste of time.

The blizzard had a wide range. Yang Luo was covered in silver all the way, and the territory of the hairy bear opposite the river was covered in white.

I continued to fly along the border for more than ten minutes, just when Yang Luo was bored.

"Buzz!"

From the flying sky of snowflakes in the north, the roar of the engine came, gradually increasing from the weak.

A fur bear's fighter flew towards the border line at a very fast speed, dragging a long orange-red tail flame, gracefully drew an arc, turning left in front of the border line, and changing it smoothly.

Yang Luo's eyes were attracted by the fighter jets from the north, and he recognized that this was Su-27 at first glance. When his eyes flashed over the number, he was stunned and exclaimed: "1015?"

Yang Luo was not surprised that he would be discovered by Mao Xiong and then sent a fighter plane to fly with him. After all, he was the world military body that has always been ranked second. He has no ability, so he is called the world's second.

Yang Luo has been to the border many times. Every time he encounters Mao Xiong's fighter jets, Su and other fighter jets have seen them, and has communicated with them, but he has never encountered this 1015 he saw again.

Unexpectedly, I met this guy today.

Yang Luo smiled slightly, adjusted the radio communication to the communication frequency of the public channel, raised his left thumb, signaled to the other party, pulled the rod slightly, and shook the head of the control machine up and down, as if he was nodding alone.

Yang Luo learned this trick from the Su-27 Pilot 1015 opposite.

1015 When I saw Yang Luo’s actions, I did the same.

"Hello, friend." The 1015 bad Chinese sounded in the headset.

Yang Luo nodded slightly and replied: "Hello."

"866? I don't seem to remember your plane, I probably haven't seen it before, and I'm very unfamiliar with your voice." 1015 said in confusion.

"You have been put on hold by the division commander for so many years. You have seen it before you see it." Yang Luo said in his heart, but he did not answer the part about the fighter jet, but said: "We have met once. More than four months ago, 802 took me to fly to the J-7, and I was in the front cabin."

1015 frowned and thought for a while, laughed and said, "So it's you, a rookie, how are you learning Fei?"

Yang Luo frowned. He was really not used to the other party's straightforwardness and was not tactful at all. Although he knew that the other party had no malice, he still felt uncomfortable.

He controlled the fighter plane to turn left, and then made a sharp turn right along the border line. He flew over the border line at another ten meters. It was extremely dangerous.

Yang Luo's actions are quite dangerous. Once they cross the line, they may cause disputes at the least. At worst, a missile will turn into a dazzling fireworks in the air.

The border line is sacred and inviolable.

"1015, what do you think of the operation just now?" Yang Luo said with a smile on his face.

"Haha, okay, not bad. You can reach this point in just over four months. It seems that I can have multiple opponents again." 1015 laughed.

Yang Luo had heard Ye Jianlong say that this 1015 is keen on aerial fighting, and he listened to the words of 1015 now, so it is true.

"What have you been doing during this period? I have been here many times, and I have met your comrades-in-arms, and I have never seen you." Yang Luo asked. Last time he went to fight the Japanese, and this time, Yang Luo was very curious.

1015 sighed and said, "I didn't go anywhere. I was caught drinking in the military camp. My superiors were detained and I was grounded for more than a month."

Is the wine that good?

Yang Luo was speechless and said that he didn't understand. He really couldn't understand what it felt like to be addicted to alcohol.

"That bastard, I drink secretly every day, but I forbidden us from drinking, which makes me so angry. Without wine, what's the point of life?" 1015 said gritting his teeth.

"I sympathize with your experience." Yang Luo laughed.

"This is my second time on duty on the flight, I met you. I'm so lucky. Why don't we have a pilot fight? "1015 said, with hope in his eyes, hoping that Yang Luo would agree.

"Here you come." Yang Luo was a little excited, but his face was filled with Gu Jingbubo, and he said calmly: "Yes, but I have to ask my superiors for instructions."

Yang Luo had long wanted to learn about the skills of the Mao Bear Pilot for a while. He used to be unable to get a chance, but now the opportunity has come. 1015 sent an invitation to him, so Yang Luo naturally agreed readily.

During the four months after going out of the regiment, Yang Luo heard many examples of fighting with the Mao Bear pilot. Among them, in August, Ye Jianlong had an air battle with the Mao Bear pilot, but the result was a bit bad and he was defeated.

"Okay, okay, haha, you ask your superiors for instructions immediately, and I will ask your superiors for instructions and make arrangements." 1015 said happily.

Yang Luo cut off the call with 1015, adjusted the frequency to the tower's confidential channel, and called: "866 called the tower, please answer when you receive it, it's over."

"The tower has been received, please speak 866, and it's over." Hu Zhongming responded immediately after receiving Yang Luo's call.

"Tower, Mao Bear's pilot invited me to fight. Please allow the tower, and it's over." Yang Luo said excitedly.

"Did you meet Fei Su?" Hu Zhongming asked.

Yang Luo asked strangely: "Hey, Commander, how do you know?"

"He is just an air combat madman. He invited him nine times in ten times." Hu Zhongming smiled, "866, do you have the confidence to beat him hard?"

"Yes." Yang Luo replied loudly, but his heart felt a little relieved. After all, the other party was flying a third-generation fighter jet, and the performance advantage was too great.

Hu Zhongming said: "I agree. However, given that it is your first time, there are three points I must remind you. First, pay attention to the fuel margin; second, you must fly across the border according to the route provided by the other party, and you can only fly flat, and you cannot have other flight actions; third, you are not allowed to use search radar during fighting, you can only attack visually. Do you understand?"

Although Hu Zhongming couldn't see it, Yang Luo nodded and said seriously: "I understand."

When traveling through other countries' territory, even if the other party agrees, they must strictly follow the route provided by the other party. Any extraordinary flight actions may be misunderstood by the other party, and they must be careful.

After obtaining Hu Zhongming's consent and returning to the public channel, Yang Luo signaled to 1015, and then a cheerful voice from 1015 came from his ears: "I've got the route done, where are you?"

"My superior agrees." Yang Luo said with a smile.

"Haha, okay, we go out to sea at xxx north latitude xxx. The flight altitude is 5,000 meters, the speed is 950 kilometers per hour, and the course is 100. Remember to only fly level." 1015 happily reported the route arranged by the superior.

"Don't worry, I remember."

"Haha, OK, let's go."

Yang Luo was looking forward to the fight with 1015, taking a deep breath of onboard oxygen, his eyes were bright, and he controlled the smooth flight.

Two fighter planes traveled across the border and flew to the scheduled destination.
Chapter completed!