The battle continues.

The Eagle Sauce Army launched several attacks in a short period of time, but they were all stopped by our side.

Li Aiguo frowned as he watched the intense scene.

Just when he was about to call Yang Jiaming over, the enemy fighter planes attacked again.

The Eagle Mustang fighter is now like a ferocious eagle, rushing towards our position quickly.

After dropping the bomb, it circled back quickly.

"Fire the anti-aircraft guns." Yang Jiaming shouted quickly.

The shells flew into the sky, but the opponent's speed was a bit too fast, so they all missed.

The bomb exploded on the position, flames shot up into the sky, smoke rose everywhere, and there were heavy casualties.

The battlefield was in a mess.

"Damn it, these bastards got away again." Yang Jiaming looked up at the sky in anger.

He also has a headache now.

The other side's hit-and-run strategy made it impossible for him to do anything with these American hawks.

At this time, Lao Xie, who was in charge of logistics, came up anxiously and said, "Commander, our ammunition can only last for half an hour.

"Ugh."

Li Aiguo let out a long sigh at this time.

It's his fault.

The previous attacks had been so successful that he did not take this attack seriously.

I came here with just a little more ammunition than usual.

But he did not expect the enemy's resistance this time, and they seemed determined to fight to the end.

The logistical support of the Eagle Sauce is definitely more sufficient than theirs.

On the highway they are fighting on now, there is a warehouse in the middle of it, and the ammunition is almost inexhaustible.

All people need to do is keep pulling it over.

But I don’t have such convenience here. If I want to go back and get it back, it will take at least half a day.

A lot can change in just half a day.

The attack was not going well and their ammunition was running out. If this continued, they would have no choice but to retreat.

As for waiting for other brother troops to come, this is another unknown.

Now everyone has his or her own combat mission.

Who can spare the time to help me?

There was another roar coming from the distance, and a few black spots appeared on the horizon, approaching rapidly.

Yang Jiaming was furious: "Damn, these lingering bastards."

The Mustang fighter is the most powerful fighter of the United States now. With its advantages in range, performance and combat capability, it has become one of the best performing piston fighters in the late S2 period.

At that time, it was known as the "King of Fighter Planes".

The Eagle Sauce flying formation consisting of six Mustang fighters and 10 bombers turned back again.

Seeing that their tactic of throwing and running was effective, not only did it cause considerable damage to the people below, but the anti-aircraft guns could not hit them.

The Eagle Sauce's plane also became excited at this time.

I plan to get back at him here and avenge the previous humiliation.

The American pilots started communicating with each other in their channel.

"John, when you drop the bombs, pay attention to the anti-aircraft guns below. I don't know where they got these anti-aircraft guns that can shoot so high."

The pilot named John said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, Alexander. I swear in the name of God that they will never be able to hit me."

"Now let them experience what it feels like to be bombed by us several times a day."

……

Li Aiguo looked at the sky and shook his head.

He decided to retreat anyway.

He said, "Yang Jiaming, notify the soldiers to hide. We will retreat after we have survived this round of enemy bombing."

Yang Jiaming sighed.

At this moment, an even louder roar came from the sky, shaking people's hearts like thunder.

Li Aiguo and others looked up at the sky.

"The plane. Our plane."

Yang Jiaming shouted excitedly at this time. He saw a line of large words from a low-flying armed helicopter.

"Genius Master Zhang Tianzao."

He was very familiar with this. Zhang Tian once wrote the same line of words on a tank.

Although a show-off.

These armed helicopters flew over quickly, then arrived above General Eagle, turned on their machine guns and chain guns and began to fire.

The American soldiers on the ground immediately started howling in terror. They had never seen such a low plane before.

The wind from the propellers almost made it difficult for them to stand.

The situation that had just been stabilized was suddenly broken.

They all ran away in fear, hating their parents for not giving them two more legs.

Damn, there is no fun at all.

Li Aiguo looked at the planes with excitement.

I was very excited.

I didn't expect that I would get the treatment of air support today.

But this is not enough.

This is just the support from the armed helicopters. In the sky, we saw dozens of fighter jets rushing from behind us.

Then they quickly deployed their battle formation and rushed towards the enemy's Mustang fighter formation.

The American pilot, who had been so smug just now, now opened his mouth wide.

One of them couldn't help but exclaimed.

“Oh my god, what is this?”

What did he see?

A fighter plane he had never seen before.

Very strange, very strange.

The body lines are smooth and sharp, and the all-metal body shines with a cool luster in the sun.

Like a bird of prey ready to pounce.

The American pilot even seemed to see the pilot on the opposite side smiling at him through the transparent canopy.

But there was a disdainful smile there.

The Eagle Sauce flight captain was horrified and quickly shouted in the channel: "Not good, the situation has changed, let's retreat quickly."

It's just that he shouted a little late.

A Mustang fighter jet quickly approached a J-10 from the side, with flames spurting out of the machine gun muzzle.

This is the pilot named John from before. He just wants to have a collision with our fighter plane.

You have to know that the Eagles have never been afraid of anyone in air combat.

Definitely the first one, okay?

Our pilot reacted extremely quickly, pulling the joystick hard, and the fighter plane climbed instantly, avoiding the enemy's attack.

Then, with a beautiful roll, it went around the rear of the Mustang fighter, directly locked onto the target and fired an air-to-air missile.

Seeing this, John, the pilot of the Mustang fighter, panicked and tried to evade, but it was too late.

As he shouted calling upon God, the missile hit the Mustang fighter accurately.

It exploded instantly and turned into a fireball.

In one round, the Mustang fighter was taken down.

Seeing this, the enemy planes scattered.

He flew quickly behind them, trying to escape from the air battle.

Our pilot calmly selected a target, locked it and launched a missile, which flew towards the target like an arrow.

The Mustang fighter pilot tried desperately to evade and dodge, but was eventually hit by the missile and crashed cleanly to the ground.

The others were even more shocked when they saw this.

What the hell? Planes can also launch missiles?

Their Mustang fighters are now equipped with only machine guns.

It carries bombs for dropping on the ground.

Not the missile that was launched.

Damn, where did this fighter jet come from?

Isn't this bullying?

They just wanted to run, but their speed could not match that of the other party.

Our fighter jets quickly chased after them, but did not rush to launch missiles. Instead, they showed off their skills by performing various difficult maneuvers in the air, such as the cobra maneuver, falling leaves, pitching up, and diving...

Hey, just play.

The machine guns they carry don't hurt them at all when they hit them.

The American pilot was both angry and anxious.

When had they ever been provoked like this?

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