activa-t Chapter 284 Air Combat 3
Chapter 284 Air Combat 3
Ye Daofu is a man who holds grudges.
He had no chance to teach the Rice Empire a lesson before, but now that he has the chance, he must play it slowly and let them experience the despair brought about by high technology.
Every time the J-8 performs amazing maneuvers, the pilots of the American Empire feel more desperate.
They were horrified to discover that the performance of their aircraft, compared with that of their opponents, was like a child's toy car versus a cheetah.
Whether it was climb speed, turning radius, or high-speed stability, the gap was as vast as an insurmountable chasm. As their companions' planes disintegrated into flames around them, they knew the outcome of this dogfight was doomed from the start.
Rice Empire Ground Command.
The situation of the air battle was also reported to them in real time, and they were all panicked after hearing it from the commander.
"That's impossible. You're using the most advanced fighter jets. How could you be beaten so badly that you couldn't fight back?"
"Are the fighter planes of the Great Qin Empire so powerful that we cannot defeat them?"
The pilot's trembling voice came from the other side: "Sir, you can't imagine how advanced their aircraft are. They are too fast. And the missiles they launch are like they have eyes. They will track our aircraft. No matter what we do, they will track us. Their missiles can even turn. It's really terrifying."
The commander of the American Empire, Li Weiqi, turned pale after hearing this. A missile that could turn and track?
"Damn it! Are you sure you're not seeing things? The missile can turn and follow you?"
"It's absolutely true. We've been fighting for less than ten minutes and over twenty planes have been destroyed."
"Sir, this is my last report to you. I have been locked by enemy missiles..."
Suddenly, the communication was cut off and no sound could be heard anymore.
Li Weiqi's face was extremely ugly. The planes sent out this time were the most advanced and newly produced planes, but they were crushed by the Qin Empire. This was definitely terrible news.
"What kind of monster are we fighting?" Li Weiqi's voice trembled a little, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
at the same time.
As the air battle continued, the sky was completely covered by the flames of explosions and billowing smoke.
The planes of the Rice Empire were shot down one after another. The faces of the pilots who ejected to escape were full of fear and helplessness, and they looked at the dwindling number of their own planes with empty eyes.
Their mission this time is to die, there is no way to fight back.
The Qin Empire's J-8 fighter jets, like a triumphant king, galloped through the sky, and with their extraordinary performance and superb skills, they shot down all enemy planes.
When the last fighter plane of the Great Qin Empire crashed with thick smoke, the sky returned to calm. Only the roar of the J-8 fighter planes cut through the sky, as if proudly announcing the complete victory of this air battle and demonstrating the world-renowned reputation of the Air Force of the Great Qin Empire.
At this moment, on earth, the formation of the Rice Empire coalition forces was in chaos.
They looked up at the sky, their eyes wide open, filled with fear and despair. Their originally flushed faces instantly lost their color and turned as pale as paper.
"It's over, it's all over! How can we fight this war?" An old soldier with an unshaven beard roared in a trembling voice, tears in his eyes. He had witnessed many battles, but the one-sided defeat before him made him realize that the game was over.
The young recruits around him were terrified into silence, their weapons hanging limply in their hands. Some of them trembled as they muttered to themselves, "We are no match for them at all. We are doomed now..."
The voice was unclear due to excessive fear.
The legs of the most timid recruits went weak and they collapsed to the ground, staring at the sky with empty eyes, as if their souls had been sucked out.