Wen Xianjun then made a series of arrangements. First, he asked two of the four J-10B pilots of the 121st Regiment to be notified, asking them to get up quickly and rush to the combat readiness duty room to wait for the takeoff order.

Then I was about to call the tower of the 123rd Regiment. There was only one aircraft on the radar, and there were two aircraft on combat readiness duty, which meant that there was another aircraft missing. It would be okay if the other one went to the 123rd Regiment. If not, we would take corresponding measures.

measures.

Wen Xianjun was reassured by the feedback from the 123rd Regiment. The other plane had indeed gone to the Beita Field Station where the 123rd Regiment was stationed. The other party thanked Wen Xianjun profusely for the reminder because their radar staff took a nap and there was no first responder.

At that time, I discovered that there was an abnormality on the radar screen, and there was an extra plane.

After the call with Group 123, Wen Xianjun gave up his plan to inform Hu Zhongming. Even if Yang Luo and Xue Fei couldn't handle the plane, there were still two people in reserve who could handle it. But Hu Zhongming didn't call immediately.

He was obviously too tired. Even the sound of the air conditioner alarm couldn't wake him up in his deep sleep, so don't disturb him.

"801, 804, there is only one incoming plane. The other one is going to the 123rd Regiment. I must stop it." Wen Xianjun picked up the intercom and said.

"What is the flying altitude of the other party?" asked Yang Luo, who had just completed the turn and climbed and changed to level flight.

Wen Xianjun glanced at the radar screen and said: "The radar calculated that the opponent's flying altitude was 11,000 meters and was gradually losing altitude."

"It's so high, what does the pilot think? Shouldn't it be better to penetrate the defense at a low altitude and avoid radar? If it were me, I would choose to penetrate the defense at a low altitude, even if the speed is lowered." Yang Luo said, with a strange meaning in his tone.

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"Do you think others are as crazy as you? Now is the time when night and day alternate, the visibility is too low, and low-altitude penetration is too dangerous." Xue Fei's voice inserted into the communication channel and said, "Tower, at our current speed

, how long will it take before each other appears on each other’s radar?”

"In about five minutes." Wen Xianjun looked at the display screen in front of him, told the time calculated by the staff, and informed the two people in the air.

Five minutes, time is very tight, we must come up with countermeasures quickly.

"804, the other party's goal is definitely the field station, and they won't get into too much entanglement with us. Do you have any countermeasures?" Yang Luo asked.

Xue Fei was on duty in place of Ye Jianlong and was flying the lead aircraft, so he must be consulted for his opinion.

"What should you pay attention to?" Xue Fei did not answer Yang Luo, but asked instead.

"I intercept from the front, confront him head-on, confirm the opponent's aircraft model, and see if there is any chance of shooting him down. You hover at a high altitude behind where the opponent cannot see it. If I confirm that the opponent is a J-7G, you will swoop over.

It's easy for the two of us to surround him; if the opponent is a J-10B, you just change your course and wait for him, then dive at high altitude and bite his tail. You don't need to shoot him down, just don't let him have the chance to lock the station."

Yang Luo told him his plan.

The main reason is that you don’t know the opponent’s aircraft model, and the opponent will definitely not be fond of fighting and entangled with you, so certain tactics are needed.

If the opponent is the J-7G, there is actually no need for any tactics. Just attack together. Yang Luo is 80 to 90% sure that he can shoot him down. But if it is the J-10B, that won't work. The opponent's aircraft is more advanced.

It is easy to get rid of your own side and launch an attack directly on the site.

If the station is destroyed by an attack, then this confrontation can be said to be a draw, unless Yang Luo and Xue Fei can shoot down each other after the station is destroyed, and victory will be determined by the number of remaining aircraft. But it would still be a great shame for the 122nd Regiment, and it would be a huge loss.

A face that is destroyed by a plane and a station can be laughed at for a lifetime.

Therefore, just in case, Yang Luo came up with such a plan.

Xue Fei thought for a moment and then said: "Change it, I'm in front and you are circling behind."

"Okay." Yang Luo said helplessly. Xue Fei is the captain and must follow his instructions.

What Yang Luo wanted more was to have direct contact with the opponent, whether it was a J-7G or a J-10B, and try to see if he could be shot down.

"I agree with your tactics." Wen Xianjun said. The conversation between the two was still in the tower's communication channel, so every word was heard through the tower's loudspeaker.

"804, I'm out." Yang Luo said while pulling the lever and raising his head, breaking away from the two-plane formation and climbing up.

Under the guidance of the tower, Xue Fei adjusted his course and headed straight towards the direction the opponent came from, and adjusted his altitude to gain a height advantage.

In air combat during training, the tower generally does not give much instructions. The opponent's altitude and heading information are not given. They only give a rough airspace for the pilot to search on his own. This trains the pilot's air combat ability at the same time.

Training search subjects.

But now it is a simulated confrontation exercise, a confrontation between regiments. It is related to the honor of one's own regiment, not just the personal matter of the pilot.

In the following time, the tower continued to report the flying altitude, heading, speed and other information of the incoming aircraft so that Yang Luo and Xue Fei could make targeted adjustments.

After Yang Luo climbed to an altitude of 13,000 meters, he changed to level flight and hovered at high altitude. At the same time, he always paid attention to the information given by Wen Xianjun in the headset and made adjustments at any time to keep himself on the opponent's route.

Xue Fei on the other side set up a plane and headed straight towards the other side. The two of them were heading in opposite directions, but they could be said to be in a straight line in the horizontal direction. Only in terms of height, according to the tower instructions, they were always higher than the other side.

"804, the other party should have discovered you. It is changing course and climbing at the same altitude. It is basically certain that it is the J-10b." Wen Xianjun in the tower said through the intercom.

"It's really the J-10b." Xue Fei said secretly, feeling no fear in his heart, but just excitement. He had not yet fought against the J-10b, and now the opportunity came.

Xue Fei glanced at the radar screen. The screen was very quiet and he still didn't find the opponent. He adjusted the steering by turning on the rudder and continued to occupy the opponent's route and hedge against the opponent.

The opponent seemed to find that there was no way to dodge, so he simply stopped hiding and rushed straight towards him.

Soon after, the opponent's aircraft finally appeared on the radar of fighter No. 804.

"Here we come." Xue Fei concentrated his attention so much that he didn't even notice the sweat on his palms. He stared straight ahead, his head sight lowered, and he was ready to attack at any time.

"drop."

The alarm sound of Fighter No. 804 sounded, and the yellow light flashed in the cockpit. Before seeing any trace of the opponent, it was already locked by the opponent.

Xue Fei's expression changed, he hurriedly rolled away from the lock, and secretly shouted: "Awesome."

The alarm sound disappeared after a second, and the other party's aircraft also appeared in Xue Fei's eyes. Sure enough, it was a J-10B, approaching from directly ahead.

"801, I have seen him, confirmed to be J-10B." Xue Fei said excitedly, reminding Yang Luo to be prepared, and at the same time eager to try, wanting to have a good contest with the opponent.

However, the opponent did not cooperate with Xue Fei's idea at all. After the J-10b made a roller defense to prevent being locked by Xue Fei, it had no intention of attacking at all, which made Xue Fei's plan to compete with the opponent in vain.

While the two fighter jets were maneuvering with each other, neither one managed to lock onto the other, and eventually passed by each other.

"801, he's coming, be careful to intercept him." Xue Fei said dejectedly.

If the J-7G wanted to make a 180-degree U-turn, the turning radius required was too large. After Xue Fei turned around, it was basically impossible to catch up, so Yang Luo had to intercept him.

"801 received."

After Yang Luo learned that it was the J-10B, he had already anticipated this outcome and had been waiting for a long time.
Chapter completed!