As soon as the 108 J-10C completed its turn, the airborne radar screen displayed the signal of the approaching 301 J-10C which was climbing.

"Oops."

The opponent was actually climbing, and even narrowed the distance to visual range. 108 knew that he had made a mistake again.

The previous error in judgment was excusable. After all, we did not know the type and quantity of missiles carried by the opponent.

But this time the steering did not raise the height, which was a very low-level mistake.

Air combat is ever-changing. No matter how advanced the performance of a fighter aircraft is, it needs humans to control it, and as long as it is a human being, it is possible to make mistakes.

For masters, any tiny mistake in battle will lead to unpredictable consequences.

At worst, you will fall into a passive position and lose your advantage; at worst, you will be shot down.

Before, 108 had already made a mistake that was not considered a mistake. Now he made it again, which made his face suddenly become extremely bad.

Yang Luo barely gave the 108 any chance to breathe. After pulling up to a certain height, he pressed the lever and dived, like a goshawk spreading its wings, volleying towards the 108 J-10C.

"drop!"

In the cockpit, a radar warning sounded again.

108 is very clear that he is locked this time and cannot easily avoid it, so he has to use his special skills.

Gritting his teeth, but not panicking, 108 quickly pulled the lever and pedaled the rudder, controlling the 108 J-10C fighter plane under him to roll rapidly to get rid of the radar lock from the 301 J-10C.

The radar lock warning temporarily disappeared after the roll, but before 108 could breathe a sigh of relief, it sounded again.

The 301 J-10C followed like a shadow and changed its flight trajectory, always covering the 108 J-10C into the range of the fire control radar.

The siren sounded in 108's ears like a lingering nightmare, and he had to roll again, followed by a sharp turn and climb.

The top priority is that it is important to get rid of the lock-in, and it is also important to recover the disadvantages. We cannot be passively beaten at a relatively lower height.

"Stay steady, don't be in a hurry, the opponent's skills are no worse than mine, I have to take my time."

In the cockpit of the 108 J-10C, the pilot of the Air Force 4th Division, holding the control stick tightly with his right hand, comforted himself by saying that with his rich experience and superb technical level, he maneuvered to avoid radar locking while slowly raising the altitude.

He made a stupid mistake, which put him in an extremely passive and uncomfortable situation, with constraints everywhere.

"It's a good idea to climb higher to recover the disadvantage, but I won't give you a chance unless you are willing to lose another point."

In the cockpit of the 301 J-10C, Yang Luo steadily controlled the high-speed 301 J-10C fighter, watching the 108 J-10C climbing a little higher to regain the disadvantage. There was no sign of nervousness on his face, but a sneer.

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Compared with the 108 J-10C, the 301 J-10C not only has an advantage in height, but is also slightly better in maneuverability. This is because Yang Luo has already launched two medium-range bombs, which reduces the weight of the fighter plane.

As for the 108 J-10C, it is still almost fully loaded at this time, and the fighter's maneuverability has been compromised.

108 wanted to find an opportunity to throw the missile out and reduce the load on the fighter plane. However, several minutes had passed since the war started. He had been in a passive escape and had no chance at all.

301 J-10C turns left, the radar locks on, and suppresses the opponent.

The 108 J-10C rolled to avoid locking, then raised its nose again and continued to climb during maneuvers to gain altitude.

The battle between the two sides has become fierce, with one attacking and the other defending, each showing all their abilities.

Technically speaking, it's hard to tell the difference between the two, but after all, 108 is at a disadvantage in terms of height, and its maneuverability is slightly inferior due to the impact of its weight.

In the end, Yang Luo found an opportunity to lock the 108 J-10C so that it could not avoid it, and fired a third missile at it.

"drop!"

The missile approach warning system issued a sharp alarm, which resounded in the cockpit of the 108 J-10C.

108, which has been constantly suffering from high overload, has sweat on its forehead. Listening to the sudden high-frequency alarm sound in its ears, its face turns cold, and it is necessary to evade immediately.

"Damn."

But the next second, he raised his head, cursed, and abruptly stopped what he was about to do. He simply pulled the joystick, turned on the afterburner, and accelerated the climb regardless of the height.

Because from his perspective, the naked eye could see the close-range combat missiles coming at high speed from the front, magnifying from a small point at extremely high speeds.

He knew very well that there was no way he could avoid this missile.

Since there is no way to avoid it, why bother to avoid it? Why not take advantage of this opportunity to gain some height?

"The right choice."

Seeing the flight action of the 108 J-10C, Yang Luo couldn't help but praise it, and then his face changed and he said: "But, so what if you regain the height disadvantage, you will definitely lose today."

The reason why Yang Luo dared to say this was not without purpose.

For now, maneuvering to avoid missiles is still his unique skill. As long as he can avoid more missiles than his opponent, he will win.

This is also Yang Luo's advantage, an advantage that no one can break at present.

Soon, the 108 J-10C climbed to a height similar to that of the 301 J-10C, and was also hit by the missile, losing another point.

Yang Luo lost his height advantage and was unable to suppress the opponent everywhere. The two sides returned to a state of even rivalry.

The two J-10Cs flew around each other at high speed in the air, entangled and orbiting each other, leaving behind streaks of white trail clouds, which were so complicated that it was dizzying.

Both sides are seizing the initiative, trying to seize each other's weaknesses and launch a deadly missile.

"Got you."

Suddenly, Yang Luo's eyes lit up, and the 108 J-10C suddenly turned and climbed, and it happened to fall into his sight.

It is somewhat different from beyond-visual-range air combat. In close-range combat, the helmet sight is more often used to lock onto the opponent.

After the helmet sight obtains the angular position of the target relative to the carrier aircraft through the pilot's eye and head movements, it transmits it to other systems to complete ranging, aiming calculations and other work, and then writes various parameters into the processor of the close-range combat missile.

, and then it can be launched.

Yang Luo stared at the 108 J-10C intently, following the opponent's maneuvers and turning his head to prevent the opponent from disappearing from sight.

After the computer automatically completed the remaining work, it issued a prompt, and Yang Luo's right thumb immediately pressed the launch button on the top of the joystick.

"Whoosh!"

A close-range combat missile was ignited under the wing, and immediately detached from its pylon and shot out. The infrared seeker began to work, guiding the direction of the missile's advance.

However, within one second, Yang Luo was also locked and attacked by missiles.

In the air, two missiles dragged high-temperature tail flames across the sky and headed towards their targets.

close!

The distance is too close!

Cannot be avoided.

It was another copy of the previous close combat bomb, and it didn't even have time to turn around and maneuver.

"Fight it."

108 gritted his teeth and said harshly, carefully recalling the tips taught by Yang Luo in his mind, and stared at the incoming missiles with his eyes.

Yang Luo was waiting. He was waiting for the 108 J-10C to maneuver and evade, so that he could take advantage of this opportunity to strike again.

He once thought that the other party was just like him, not turning around at all, but instead maneuvering towards the missile.

"Can you do it?"

Yang Luo knew the other party's plan instantly and said softly.

He really hoped that the other party could successfully avoid the missiles using the method he taught.

A strong person is just one person. Only when all pilots are strong can the combat effectiveness of the aviation unit be enhanced.

"1000 meters."

"800 meters."

"500 meters."

108 silently calculated the distance of the missile.

"That's it now."

Pull the rod, push the throttle, turn on the afterburner...

The flight attitude of the 108 J-10C suddenly changed, climbing almost vertically at 90 degrees.

After a second, press the stick and the fighter aircraft's attitude changes again, changing to a small angle climb.

The missile launched by Yang Luo whizzed past the lowered 108 J-10C, then turned sharply and finally disintegrated.

"Succeeded? I actually succeeded?"

108 was stunned, in disbelief, and kept mumbling to himself.

He never thought that he would succeed. He just tried it with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse. He never expected that he would succeed the first time by accident.

Immediately, 108's face showed an expression of ecstasy.

However, he also understood in his heart that he was lucky and succeeded this time. He may not be successful if he tries it again. To improve the success rate, long-term training is required.

Yang Luo was also stunned for a moment and almost didn't even dodge the missile.

Fortunately, the sirens that kept sounding brought him back to his senses and made evasive maneuvers.
To be continued...