Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2351 Cage Bird Operation
The nightingale rushed into the blue sky and quickly headed northwest.

A group of J-7 pilots behind him had their eyes spitting fire, wishing they could add two more engines to the plane and rush up to bite the bastard to death.

This time was the closest they had ever been to success. The opponent did not rely on high speed and altitude to crush them, but instead competed with them.

But they just couldn't seize the opportunity.

On the ground, Mr. Zhang's face turned pale and he looked down at the time.

The airport staff behind him also had gloomy expressions.

"You all usually brag about how powerful you are. Now you have seen what they are doing. Did they bully you for your height or speed?"

Old Zhang turned around and scolded the crowd. Although the people here were not his direct subordinates, their rank was high enough and they had to obey whatever he said.

Especially the base commander, who was Zhang's former subordinate. Now he was scolded by the old leader in person, so he was naturally embarrassed.

When a leader can’t keep his face, one can imagine the future of those under him.

"Okay, proceed according to the plan."

"If you mess up this time, go back and write me a self-criticism!"

"The bird has already come in. Whether it can stay or not, I'm trembling just looking at it!"

When Mr. Zhang made such a harsh remark, the commander's face changed and his back teeth began to grind.

"Don't worry, old captain. I will personally go this time and I guarantee that we will win!"

Mr. Zhang looked back, then nodded and walked back.

Command.

"Boss Peng, the plane has been trapped, and the plan is proceeding as normal."

"Okay, what about the others?"

Mr. Peng held the cup of water and blew the tea leaves inside, looking calm.

"According to reliable information, Shanghai has entered our attack range."

"Only in Sijiu City, the enemy is still active in the prevention and control identification area. It seems that they have no intention of going deeper."

The Chief of Staff reported the situation and analyzed it, saying, "I think the other party is hesitating because he is concerned about the status of Sijiu City."

"Concerns? Impossible. They wish they could fly over our heads every day."

President Peng directly denied it, with a sneer on his face, "If you have the opportunity to fly over Edo, would you care about these things?"

The chief of staff immediately shook his head after hearing this, "Even if I die there, I'll have someone buried with me."

President Peng smiled and said, "So, it's not that the other party won't come, it's just that the time has not come yet."

The Chief of Staff nodded, "So what should we do? Wait for them?"

Mr. Peng held the cup in both hands with a serious look.

His eyes rested on the map.

Eight minutes have passed at the Guangdong government office.

It’s also three minutes here in Shengjing.

Shanghai has also joined the network.

Count them, there are three!
Time is passing by every second, and no one can guarantee what will happen in the next second.

After taking a sip, Mr. Peng quickly made a decision in his mind.

Ten birds in the forest are worth less than one bird in the hand.

Don't be greedy for more after getting something. The right thing to do is to stop when you are ahead.

Thinking of this, Mr. Peng put the cup on the table, then raised his head and chest, looking at everyone.

Everyone also felt the seriousness in the atmosphere and was looking forward to it.

"I command."

Everyone stood up straight.

"Operation Caged Bird has officially begun."

"All units must not fear sacrifice or failure, abandon distractions, and complete the mission!"

"Yes!"

Shouts roared at this moment, and then one by one the communications staff picked up the phone and made a call.

Shanghai.

After achieving great results in the fight against the F104 fleet, Zhang Wu, who was in charge of the command, was reused again thanks to the perfect record of this battle.

Zhang Wu was in charge of the battle in Shanghai this time.

At first, Zhang Wu refused.

Although he knew that this was an intentional promotion by his superiors, his mind was entirely on surface ships, so it was meaningless for him to command aircraft combat.

This kind of thing should be left to professional counterparts.

He was still thinking about getting on the boat and going out for some surfing.

As a result, after the report was submitted, his superior called him directly and criticized him harshly. Not only did he scold him severely, he also specifically said that if he messed up this time, not only would he not be able to stay on the ship, but he would also have to take off his skin.

I have no choice but to catch the duck and put it on the shelf.

Fortunately, he was not completely ignorant and had gained some experience from last time.

That is, believe in the ability of your nephew.

Who is the nephew?

Nonsense, of course it’s Yang Xiaotao.

The engine developed by Yang Xiaotao last time was used to make the Jinglei missile, which led to a great victory.

This time, the Baiju fighter was designed by Yang Xiaotao himself, and as he was the commander, he knew more.

This made him even more satisfied with his nephew.

I was satisfied and compared myself with my two sons.
I wanted to pull out my belt and give him a good beating.

"Reporting to the commander, the command center has ordered that the Cage Bird Project officially begin."

Suddenly, the communications officer spoke, and Zhang Wu's eyes widened suddenly. His dark skin made him look fierce, and coupled with the murderous aura from the battle, he looked even more ferocious.

"Order, White Horse Squadron, attack."

"Smash this black bird down for me."

"Yes!"

A roar came from the command center.

The next second, the six Baiju fighter jets waiting for takeoff on the runway began to taxi, and one minute later, all six planes took off.

Northwest of Shanghai.

The Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft code-named Firebird is moving rapidly along the Yangtze River.

The target of their detection this time is the situation on both sides of the Yangtze River. The people at the Dayuan base suspect that there may be research bases for the enemy's ships on both sides of the Yangtze River, so they have to investigate carefully.

This time their purpose was to fly to Jiangling and investigate the surrounding situation.

On the Firebird, the pilot Phillips was a middle-aged bald man with deep sunken eyes and a hooked nose, which made him look very three-dimensional.

At this moment, Phillips was flying the plane to correct its direction. Although there were several planes blocking him from time to time, at an altitude of 30,000 meters, those annoying little guys could only set off fireworks to add some fun to him.

"Slander, is the machine ready?"

Phillips glanced at the pilot behind him, who nodded and turned on the machine in his hand. At the same time, the radio switch clicked, "Tower, calling tower, this is Firebird, Strand. Over!"

"Tower received, Tower received. Over!"

"Tower, I have arrived at the target area and am ready to carry out the reconnaissance mission. Over!"

"Tower received, requesting approval, over!"

"Firebird received, over!"

The radio turned off, and Strand looked forward, "Phillips, start."

"it is good!"

Phillips responded immediately, and then said, "Firebird is up, 31,500 meters."

"Roger that!"

The plane flew upward again and continued forward only after it stabilized.

"Reduce speed, Mach 2.5!"

Phillips continued to operate, and Strand nodded after listening, "Understood!"

As the aircraft slowed down, the detection equipment on board began to work.

To the west, the winding Yangtze River was quickly captured into patterns by the detection instruments.

The plane moved forward steadily, and Phillips, who was flying the plane, had the leisure to look back at the situation.

There are still four planes behind me, which makes no difference, so I feel a little relieved.

But he didn't know that among these four planes, there was a particularly white one.

In the direction he was moving, a fast-moving White Horse was quickly getting into position. At the same time, four White Horses flying at a speed of Mach 3 began to detour to both sides.

The six Baiju fighter jets approached rapidly as if they were weaving a birdcage.

"Tower, calling tower!"

"This is Firebird, reporting in real time, no situation, over!"

Phillips checked the time and one minute later, he reported to the base as normal to be safe.

"Tower received, over!"

Turning off the radio, Phillips yawned unconsciously. As he got older, his health was not as good as it used to be.

In the past, he would get drunk in the bar, spend most of the night with girls, and still be able to fly a plane and carry out his mission as usual the next day.

But now?

No more.

'Perhaps, it's time to consider retreating to the second line.'

Thinking of this, Phillips turned his head to look at his old partner behind him, "Hey, Strand."

"Yeah, Phillips."

"Man, have you ever thought about what's next?"

"What happened next?"

Shi Lan De didn't understand, so he turned around and looked behind him.

Phillips nodded. "Yes, we are not young anymore. I think it's time to give the young people a chance."

"Hey, Phillips, back here."

"I know it's a little early to say this, but we are not little anymore"

"Hey man, that's not what I'm talking about, look behind."

There was some surprise in Slander's tone, and his voice was even more anxious.

Phillips knew his partner's temper and quickly turned his head to look back.

His eyes were fixed on the planes vaguely visible below. There were four of them.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Phillips suddenly noticed something different.

Among the four planes, there was something wrong with the one at the back.

Although all four planes were painted white, that one was obviously a bit larger.

If he hadn't looked carefully, he would have thought there were five planes.

"Phillips, something's wrong. That plane is quite large."

As a veteran, Slander had seen all kinds of aircraft, especially after being intertwined with the Alliance for many years, he could tell at a glance what type of aircraft the other side had.

To put it simply, the planes here are modeled after Alliance aircraft, so most of them have the shadow of the Alliance.

But the plane I bought from you was different from the one from the Alliance.

Not only is it bigger in size, but the most eye-catching feature is the two upright drooping wings at the rear of the aircraft. This is the first time he has seen this in his flying history.

"Slander, do you know what kind of plane this is?"

"Why do I feel that the design style of this plane is very similar to ours?"

Phillips squinted and looked carefully for a while, then finally asked uncertainly.

Sland nodded. According to what Phillips said, the shape of this plane is indeed a bit similar to their plane.

"Phillips, be careful, I feel this is not a simple matter."

"clear."

Phillips was also a cautious person. When he heard what Strand said, he immediately prepared to speed up.

The Blackbird's head began to tilt upward, the two engines at the rear spurted out Mach rings, and the fuselage began to vibrate.

"Phillips, front left, what is that!"

Suddenly, Strand in the back row shouted loudly, and Phillips subconsciously looked to the front left.

They saw a strange-looking plane rushing towards them.

What surprised them was that a cone-shaped white light ball with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared around the plane, looking like a ballet skirt.

They were very familiar with that scene.

Because that is the strong pressure wave that only occurs when a fighter jet flies at super high speed.

In theory, any aircraft that exceeds the speed of sound can cause this phenomenon, but at this moment, they clearly felt that the other party was approaching quickly.

Looking at the data on the dashboard and then at the opponent's speed, Phillips' expression changed drastically and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Mach 3."

"At least Mach 3!"

"How can they be so fast? How can they have a plane so fast?"

"How can it be!"

The distorted sound echoed in the cockpit, but the sharp sound was soon replaced by a new distorted sound.

Then he heard Slander pointing to the right and shouting, "Phillips, there's another plane on the right!"

In an instant, Phillips turned his eyes to the right and saw a white fighter plane approaching rapidly with a shock wave.

"There's more ahead!"

"There are more behind!"

“There are also some below!”

"We are surrounded!"