Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

The moment the missile passed over the wing.

Anthony's lips curled up into a victorious smile, his pupils dilated with excitement.

A perfect ambush! Even the most advanced fighter jets in the world couldn't survive an attack from such a close range and so many missiles!

However, his smile froze on his face before it could fully unfold.

Lei Jun's reaction was incredibly fast. Almost at the same moment the missile was launched, the J-20's engine tone suddenly changed, and the fuselage rose rapidly at an impossible angle.

The fighter plane rose vertically, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then dived nose down, completing a perfect cobra maneuver.

Six Phoenix missiles whizzed through the airspace where the J-20 had just been located, without even touching its wings, and continued to fly at high altitude, losing target lock.

"Impossible..." Rodriguez's voice trembled in the communication channel, "No plane can complete that kind of maneuver in such a short time!"

Anthony's eyes widened and his jaw almost dropped.

That's simply not a human reaction speed!

That maneuverability... completely defies the laws of physics!

What frightened them even more was that after completing the incredible evasive maneuver, the J-20 actually stopped steadily in an interception position.

The three F-15s are now trapped between Longguo's airspace and this mysterious fighter, and their retreat route is completely blocked.

Lei Jun's cold voice came from the communication channel, and every word was like a nail piercing the hearts of the three pilots.

"Sneak attack?"

"I have to say, your tactics are pretty good."

"But unfortunately, your missiles are too slow and the system is too primitive. It's like using a catapult to attack a tank."

Hearing this, Anthony felt an unprecedented panic surge in his heart.

It’s over.

This time it's really over.

His fingers trembled unconsciously on the joystick, and cold sweat soaked his flight suit.

Lei Jun's J-20 suddenly began to change its position, gliding in the air with incredible flexibility, sometimes appearing on the left side of the F-15 formation and sometimes flashing on the right side.

Its movements were graceful and deadly, like a cat teasing a mouse, demonstrating absolute technical superiority.

“Did you see clearly?”

Lei Jun's voice sounded again, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"I don't even need weapons to take care of you."

"However, your uninvited presence does give us the opportunity to test our new airborne missiles."

These words hit Anthony like a bolt from the blue.

New missile testing?

They want to use us as targets?

The belly of the J-20 suddenly opened, revealing a built-in weapons bay, from which an unusually slender-looking missile slid out.

It was unlike any model they had seen before - a streamlined shape with almost invisible propulsion nozzles at the tail.

The surface coating seems to absorb sunlight, appearing unusually dark against a bright sky.

Followed by.

Two white smoke trails drew deadly arcs over the East China Sea.

The PL-10 missile flew towards the target at four times the speed of sound. Jackson and Rodriguez were engulfed in the orange fireball before they could even issue a complete warning.

Metal fragments flew everywhere like raindrops, and two thick black smoke clouds slowly spread in the blue sky.

Anthony watched his comrades' planes turn into flames before his eyes, and a strangled groan escaped his throat.

He mechanically pulled the joystick, trying to make an evasive maneuver, but his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly control the plane.

Cold sweat soaked his flight suit, and a pungent smell of urine filled the small cockpit - fear had defeated the experienced pilot's self-control.

"Lock on target."

A cold electronic synthesized sound rang out in the F-15 cockpit, and the warning lights flashed a glaring red light.

The alarm of the fire control radar being locked stung Anthony's eardrums, which meant that death had locked him.

Deadly data was displayed on the screen: the radar signal strength from the J-20 far exceeded that of any enemy aircraft he had encountered, and the locking accuracy reached an incredible 99.8%.

There was no possibility of dodging, no hope of escape.

Anthony closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

Time seemed to freeze, and his mind flashed with his wife's face, his children's laughter, and the promise he never fulfilled - his son's tenth birthday, which he said he would attend in person.

Poor little Tommy, I'm afraid Daddy will have to break his promise...

But the expected explosion did not come.

“Lockdown lifted.”

The electronic synthesized voice sounded again and the red warning light stopped flashing.

Anthony couldn't believe his ears. He opened his eyes tremblingly and saw that the lock signal on the radar screen had disappeared.

Lei Jun's calm and slightly sarcastic voice came from the communication channel.

"Killing you is too boring, Eagle Countryman."

Anthony was gasping for breath and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Through the cockpit window, he could clearly see the J-20 hovering not far ahead, its black fuselage glowing with a strange luster in the sunlight.

The fighter plane was like some prehistoric predator, graceful and deadly, ready to deliver the finishing blow at any time.

"Go back and tell your boss a message,"

Lei Jun's voice was calm and authoritative, as if he was talking to a child.

"The shooting down of your two companions this time was just a warning to you."

Anthony's vision blurred, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears flowing into his eyes.

Not far away, the wreckage of Jackson's canopy slowly fell, reflecting the glint of sunlight.

A piece of blood-stained cloth - possibly part of a flight jacket - was caught in the air currents and drifted out to sea.

Not even a recognizable piece of Rodriguez's plane remained, only a darkening cloud of smoke marking the end of his life.

"Next time you come, I won't let you off as easily as I did today."

There was a hint of disdain in Lei Jun's voice.

"Get it, friend?"

Anthony couldn't answer.

Fear and humiliation combined into a heavy burden that weighed on his chest.

He used to be an elite pilot of the American Air Force and the idol of countless young pilots, but now, he can't even control his bladder.

The J-20 adjusted its attitude slightly, and nodded its nose slightly, like a gentleman's final salute to a dying opponent.

Then, it suddenly pulled up and flew almost vertically into the sky at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, the huge fuselage turned into a small dot in the sky and then completely disappeared from sight.

There was no sonic boom, no trail, it just disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

Anthony's hands were still tightly gripping the joystick, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

His heartbeat was like a drum in his ears, and his breathing was rapid and shallow.

Is all this true?

Am I having a nightmare?

Slowly, he began to accept reality.

Jackson and Rodriguez were already dead, transformed into two clouds of smoke over the East China Sea.

And he, Major Anthony Wilson, the ace pilot of the American Air Force, had just been spared like a helpless child.

"Base to Eagle One, please report the situation. Repeat, please report the situation."

An anxious voice from the command center came from the communicator.

Anthony tried to answer, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

He swallowed before finding his voice.

"'Eagle Two' and 'Eagle Three'... have been... have been shot down."

"I'm...I'm returning to base."

“What? What happened? What shot them down?”

The voice on the other end of the communicator was filled with disbelief.

Anthony stared out the window at the clouds and the distant sea horizon with empty eyes.

"A... ghost. A ghost from the future."

He mechanically adjusted the course and began to return.

But he knew that he could never truly leave that airspace.

The fear and humiliation of that moment would stay with him for the rest of his life, and what was even more terrifying was that he had to tell the world about it.

The Eagle Sauce's air superiority no longer exists...