Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

At Taiyuan Airport, the sun shines on this land filled with the lingering smell of gunpowder.

The pilots, who had just returned from the difficult mission of shooting down the Ghost bomber, walked into the airport with heavy steps.

Their figures were slightly hunched, and each of them was exhausted, as if the fierce battle had drained all the strength from their bodies.

Their faces were filled with tiredness after the battle, a fatigue that penetrated deep into their bones. Their eyes were bloodshot and their eyelids were as heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds. However, even so, their eyes still revealed the determination and pride after the battle.

They supported each other and walked into the cafeteria with laughter.

That laughter was filled with the relief of surviving the disaster, as well as the natural expression of deep friendship between comrades.

In the cafeteria, the owner's flight crew kitchen was still busy preparing meals.

After a while, the cafeteria staff first brought everyone a plate of special chocolate.

The chocolate exudes an attractive luster and seems to sparkle with warm light under the light.

The pilots came forward one after another, each took two pieces, and while chewing, they excitedly talked about the thrilling battle process that had just taken place.

Some people excitedly described the thrilling moments when they dodged enemy attacks, while others carefully analyzed the weaknesses and response strategies of the Ghost bomber. The cheerful atmosphere temporarily dispelled their fatigue.

However, this ease and joy did not last long.

Before they could completely get rid of the heavy fatigue, the order for emergency take-off rang in their ears like a thunderclap.

In an instant, the laughter and joy in the cafeteria stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes instantly became sharp and serious.

At this time, on the runway of Taiyuan Airport, J-41B fighter jets were lined up in an orderly manner, like giant steel beasts waiting to go into battle.

The fuselage reflects a cold light in the sunlight, as if telling of their majesty and power.

The low roar of the engine was like a war drum, striking people's hearts again and again, foreshadowing another fierce battle to come.

The deep voice seemed to be playing a passionate war song for the warriors who were about to step onto the battlefield, inspiring them to move forward courageously.

It turned out that the early warning aircraft and ground radar sent urgent news that a second batch of 24 Ivor Group fighter jets from Russia were attacking aggressively.

As the news spread, the pilots' expressions became more solemn.

"Brothers, this mission is even more difficult. I know that every one of you is very tired, but we must hold on!"

Captain Li Feng stood tall and straight in front of the team, his gaze as firm as a torch, like an unshakable lighthouse, guiding the team members.

His voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the empty airport:

"Remember, we are protecting the scientific expedition team and the future of our country! We must not take a single step back!"

The pilots didn't say much, but responded to the captain with determined eyes.

They are well aware that the responsibility they shoulder is extremely heavy, and it is a mission that concerns the dignity and future of the country.

The fierce battle they had just experienced had left them in a state of extreme exhaustion both physically and mentally, but at this moment, they did not hesitate at all, turned around quickly, and boarded the fighter plane with firm steps.

Li Feng replaced Liu Qiang and led the team personally.

He was agile and decisive, and every movement was clean and crisp.

With a deafening roar, the fighter planes slid onto the runway one after another, their engines running at full power, spewing out blazing flames.

The flames illuminated the runway and the fearless faces of the pilots.

Fighter planes accelerated and took off, piercing the sky and soaring into the clouds. These steel eagles, carrying the mission and dedication of their pilots, bravely flew towards the unknown battlefield.

Compared with the Russian Manrek Air Force which does not have early warning aircraft, our army has a clear advantage in information control.

However, the pilots all knew clearly that this battle would not be easy.

They had just experienced a fierce battle that almost exhausted their physical strength and energy. Their bodies were still recovering and their spirits were stretched to the limit, while the enemy was gathering strength and waiting for the opportunity.

But they were not afraid at all, and had only one belief in their hearts: to protect everything behind them.

"Attention all units, maintain formation, utilize the intelligence provided by the AWACS, and prioritize attacking the enemy's pilot aircraft!"

Li Feng's steady and powerful voice rang out in the communication channel, as if injecting a shot of adrenaline into every pilot.

Under the precise command of the early warning aircraft, the fighter formation quickly adjusted its formation and pounced on the enemy aircraft group like a sharp sword.

The wings gleamed with metallic luster in the sunlight, and the neat formation was like a steel torrent, cutting through the sky with an indomitable momentum.

Pilot Li Feng was flying the replacement fighter No. 01, concentrating on gripping the joystick, his eyes fixed on the airspace ahead.

His eyes were filled with determination and resoluteness, and he had only one thought in his mind:

Shoot down enemy planes and protect the scientific expedition team.

He knew very well that this battle was not only about personal life and death, but also about the fate of the country.

Every action of operating a fighter jet carries the expectations of the country and the trust of the people.

"No. 01, enemy pilot plane spotted, bearing 318, distance 200 kilometers, altitude meters!"

The clear sound of the early warning aircraft sounded in the headphones.

"Roger that, No. 01 understands!"

Li Feng responded quickly and calmly, then decisively adjusted the course, turning the nose of the fighter plane slightly and accelerating towards the enemy plane.

As the distance shortened, the outline of the enemy plane gradually became clearer, and the vague black shadow became clearer and clearer in Li Feng's eyes, like a target that he must defeat. A fierce battle was about to break out.

Li Feng sat steadily in the cockpit, holding the joystick tightly with both hands, his eyes revealing resolute concentration.

Facing the enemy plane not far ahead, he took a deep breath, which seemed to temporarily isolate the noise of the entire world, leaving only his steady heartbeat and the slight vibration of the fighter plane.

His finger decisively pressed the missile launch button, his movements clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Two Thunder-15 medium-range missiles flew out from the fighter plane's racks like arrows, with a loud roar and dazzling flames, heading straight for the enemy plane.

The missiles left two long white trails in the air, like two angry white dragons, rushing towards the target at an extremely fast speed.

"Hit the target! Enemy plane crashed!"

The good news coming from the communication channel broke the tense atmosphere.

Li Feng couldn't help but smile. That smile contained the joy of success and the affirmation of his own strength, but soon, the severe battlefield situation made him return to his serious expression.

He knew very well that this was only a small victory in this brutal battle. The real test was still to come, and greater challenges were waiting for him and his comrades to face.

However, the battle did not develop as smoothly as expected.

The pilots of Omanrek were well-trained opponents and they quickly realized the huge threat posed to them by the early warning aircraft.

In order to get rid of the dilemma of being hit by precision attacks, they began to adopt a dispersed formation, relying on the excellent maneuverability of their fighter planes to shuttle flexibly in the sky, trying to avoid the attacks of our fighter planes.

At the same time, they never forgot the ultimate goal of this raid - the scientific expedition team.

"Attention all units, enemy aircraft are beginning to disperse. Stay alert and prioritize attacking the targets that pose the greatest threat!"

Li Feng's steady and powerful voice sounded again in the communication channel, pointing out the direction of battle for his comrades.

His eyes were fixed on the movements of the enemy aircraft, his brain working rapidly as he thought of a response strategy.

As the battle continued to advance, ground-based air defense missiles also began to play an important role.

Because the enemy aircraft are stealth, when they finally enter the locking range of the ground radar, they have actually entered the effective range of the air defense missiles against ordinary aircraft.

However, for stealth fighters, the effective range of missiles will also be shortened.

The ground-based air defense missile positions opened fire instantly, and streaks of fire streaked across the sky like meteors, heading straight for the enemy aircraft with destructive power.

The enemy pilots obviously did not expect the threat of ground-based air defense missiles to be so great, and they were caught off guard and immediately panicked.

They frantically controlled their fighter planes to perform various difficult evasive maneuvers in an attempt to escape the missiles' pursuit.

However, under the dense firepower of our army, their struggle seemed so futile.

"The enemy plane has been shot down! The enemy plane has been shot down!"

Exciting news of victory continued to come from the communication channel, and every voice seemed to be an affirmation of the heroic fighting of the comrades.

Excitement appeared on the faces of the pilots. Although they were in the midst of a fierce battle, the joy of victory spread in their hearts.

However, they all knew in their hearts that the battle was far from over.

After a fierce air battle, when the enemy planes flew over the scientific expedition team, only 24 of the original 8 enemy planes survived.

After experiencing numerous obstacles, these eight "Aifureus" fighter jets finally arrived above the scientific expedition team.

At this time, Captain Chen was in the command room of the scientific expedition team, staring intently at the radar screen.

The various signals and symbols flashing on the screen are like a complicated chess game, and he is the commander of this game.

He had already made careful arrangements:

On the one hand, the deployment of air defense missile positions was strengthened to ensure the maximization of air defense capabilities;

On the other hand, multiple false targets were cleverly set up to hide the scientific expedition team's technicians and mushroom bomb equipment.

At this moment, his arrangements are playing a key role.

Omanrek's eight fighter planes circled over the target. Looking at the scene on the ground below, the pilots' hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.

The targets that were originally expected to be clearly identifiable have now become chaotic. Several fake targets are scattered everywhere, almost identical to the real positions of the scientific expedition team, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

The Omanrek pilots opened their eyes wide, their eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness. They tried to find the real key from these similar targets, but all their efforts were in vain.

They circled anxiously over the target, their eyes eagerly searching for the iconic features, but everything looked so suspicious and yet so real.

Time passed second by second, and every second they stayed, the danger they faced increased.

Ground-based air defense firepower may launch another attack at any time, and the J-41 fighter jets in the rear may also catch up at any time.

In desperation, the leading pilot gritted his teeth, a look of determination on his face, and issued the attack order:

"No matter what, follow the original plan and bomb all suspected targets!"

As the orders were given, the laser-guided bombs mounted on the fighter planes were dropped one after another.

The bombs dragged long tails of flame, like burning fire dragons, roaring towards the ground.

Carrying the breath of death, they fell precisely towards the false targets and the places they thought might be the scientific expedition teams.

The moment the bomb touched the ground, it burst into dazzling light and a huge roar.

The huge roar was like a muffled thunder, making the air buzz.

Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke billowed from the ground, creating a chaotic scene.