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At the same time, at an altitude of 8000 meters.

In the communication channel of the JF-17 fighter.

"Hello, Lao Zhang, Lao Li,"

Wang Dayong, the leader of the three JF-17 fighter jets, said hesitantly over the radio.

"You say, shouldn't we be more cautious? After all, the plane on the other side is the first flight."

"That's right," Zhang Ming of Unit 2 continued, "If we push the new unit too hard and something goes wrong, we can't afford it..."

However, at this moment, their communicator suddenly made a "hissing" sound of electricity, and a signal suddenly came in.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yu's voice rang out in the communicator.

"What? Are the pilots scared? Then I can announce right now that this confrontation training is canceled."

"Report to the commander!" Wang Dayong immediately straightened his back. "We are not afraid, we are just worried..."

"Don't worry." Fang Yu interrupted him, "I can tell you clearly that the performance of this new aircraft far exceeds that of the JF-17."

"Even if the three of you attack together, you may not be able to gain an advantage."

The technicians in the control tower looked at each other in confusion.

This is too arrogant. The JF-17 is the main fighter of the Dragon Air Force. How can they not gain an advantage in a three-on-one situation?

"Commander," Wang Dayong's voice became serious, "you can't say that casually."

Fang Yu sneered: "Don't believe it? Well, I'll give you some motivation."

"If any of you can lock onto Lei Jun for more than three seconds, I will immediately report you for a promotion."

As soon as these words were spoken, the cockpits of the three JF-17 fighter jets suddenly became quiet.

A promotion? That's no joke.

In the military, they knew very well what a rank meant.

"Commander Fang, you're looking down on us!" Zhang Ming was the first to say, "The three of us are all ace pilots in the Air Force. When have we ever been looked down upon like this?"

"That's right," Li Ziqiang, the pilot of the No. 3 aircraft, was also unconvinced. "No matter how capable Lei Jun is, he only has experience in takeoff and landing on the ground. Once in the air, it's still unclear who will win!"

Wang Dayong took a deep breath and said, "Commander Fang, I know you are trying to provoke the three of us."

"But today, we really have to take this up!"

"Brothers, listen up! This isn't just about promotions, it's about the reputation of our Air Force!"

"clear!"

"receive!"

The three JF-17s quickly formed a formation and began to encircle the new carrier-based aircraft.

They are all elite aces of the Air Force and rarely encounter opponents in air combat confrontations.

Provoked by Fang Yu, his fighting spirit suddenly rose.

In the ground control tower, Li Dingyuan looked at Fang Yu with some concern.

"Xiao Fang, isn't it too risky for you to provoke them like this?"

Fang Yu smiled confidently.

"Director Li, don't worry."

"Why do you think I let Lei Jun fly this new aircraft? Because only under real pressure can the aircraft's performance be pushed to its limits."

He picked up the intercom and said, "Comrade Lei Jun, are you ready? They're serious."

Ten thousand meters in the air, Lei Jun sat in the spacious cockpit, his fingers gently stroking the precise joystick.

This new fighter jet gave him an incredible feeling. Every operation was as easy as using one's own arm, as if the aircraft was an extension of his body.

"Don't worry, Commander!" He said confidently, "Let them come. Today, let everyone see what a real air battle is!"

At this time, three JF-17 fighter jets had caught up with Lei Jun's plane from behind.

Wang Dayong's voice came over the radio: "Lei Jun, don't blame us for being rude. Brothers, go!"

"JF-17, altitude 6,000 meters, prepare to enter the attack route!"

"JF-17 Thunder II, speed 900 kilometers, outflanking!"

"JF-17 Thunder III, keep at his six o'clock position!"

The three JF-17 fighter jets quickly adjusted their formation and adopted the classic divide-and-conquer tactic.

This is the tactical coordination they have honed through countless actual combat on the battlefield on the peninsula.

"Oh, you want to use this old trick?" Lei Jun chuckled in the cockpit.

The silver carrier-based aircraft still maintained a steady cruising posture, as if it was completely unaware of the approaching danger.

"Boy, let me show you how powerful I am!" Wang Dayong drove the JF-1 fighter jet and took the lead in launching an attack.

He was confident that he could use his proud dive attack tactics to lock down this ignorant young man in one fell swoop.

On the ground, everyone held their breath.

Even the mechanics stopped their work and looked up at the dragon-tiger fight that was about to take place in the sky.

"Be careful!" Li Dingyuan wanted to say something, but Fang Yu raised his hand to stop him.

"Let them fight," Fang Yu said with a glint of confidence in his eyes. "Sometimes, only in extreme confrontation can we truly understand the performance of a fighter."

In the sky, three JF-17 fighter jets have formed a perfect encirclement.

They were like three hungry tigers, slowly tightening their encirclement and preparing to deliver a fatal blow to their prey.

However, after a moment.

“This…this is impossible!”

Wang Dayong stared at the radar screen, cold sweat running down his forehead.

Just now, he confidently dived from a high altitude with two wingmen, ready to give this new fighter a warning.

But just when it was about to lock onto the target, the giant silver eagle suddenly made an incredible maneuver and instantly disappeared from the range of his radar.

“Where is it?” Zhang Ming shouted hurriedly, “How can it turn so quickly? This doesn’t make sense!”

Before he finished speaking, the fighter plane piloted by Lei Jun appeared at his six o'clock position, and the radar alarm sounded shrilly.

“Damn it, he’s got me!”

Zhang Ming hurriedly pushed the joystick, and the JF-17 fighter jet made a rapid roll in the sky.

But the new fighter plane followed closely, always maintaining the best shooting position.

Li Ziqiang tried to support from the flank: "Lao Zhang, let me help you!"

But at this moment.

Lei Jun's fighter plane suddenly retracted its swept wings and turned sharply with a jaw-droppingly small radius, instantly escaping from Li Ziqiang's attack route and instead trapping him in an encirclement.

"This kind of maneuverability..." Wang Dayong muttered to himself, "How can a heavy aircraft achieve this level?"

Inside the ground control tower, technicians stared at the radar screen in amazement.

Under the siege of three JF-17 Thunder fighters, the new fighter jet was like a swimming fish, flexibly shuttling between the enemy planes.

Sometimes it spreads its swept wings to take advantage of supersonic cruise; sometimes it folds its wings to perform incredible maneuvers within the minimum radius.

"The turning radius is even smaller than that of the JF-17!" a technician exclaimed. "This is a heavy aircraft!"

Li Dingyuan was stunned: "Xiao Fang, this... is this really the plane we built?"

Fang Yu did not answer, but just watched the battle in the sky intently.

At this time, the three JF-17 pilots were completely passive.

Their proud air combat skills seemed so pale and powerless in front of this new fighter.

"Another lock!" Zhang Ming pounded the cockpit in frustration. "This is the seventh time!"

"The speed is incredible," Li Ziqiang panted. "It's obviously a heavy machine, how can it perform such a maneuver?"

Wang Dayong tried to organize a final attack: "Brothers, we will form a three-plane formation and attack from different directions..."

Before he could finish his words, Lei Jun's voice came from the communicator: "Dayong, there is a blind spot at high altitude on your right."

Wang Dayong was startled, and before he could react, the radar alarm sounded again.

The new fighter plane had circled around his blind spot at high altitude and locked onto his cockpit.

"This is the eighth time it's been locked." Lei Jun asked with a hint of laughter, "Do you want to continue?"

The three JF-17 pilots looked at each other.

Their flight suits were soaked with sweat, while their opponents seemed to be still playing leisurely.

This gap in strength made them feel unprecedented frustration.

"No... no need." Wang Dayong swallowed hard, "Lei Jun, your plane... is simply a monster..."

And with Wang Dayong's surrender.

There was a sudden burst of exclamations in the ground control tower.

Everyone knew that they were witnessing the beginning of a new era.

The performance of this new carrier-based aircraft will likely completely change the rules of future naval and air warfare...