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As one F-15 after another was shot down, the remaining pilots fell into complete panic.

Their training, experience, and skills were useless in this one-sided massacre.

They could neither see the enemy nor fight back effectively, and even escaping became extremely difficult.

“We’re being cursed!” a young pilot’s voice hysterically shouted over the radio. “This isn’t war, this is a massacre! They have some kind of… some kind of magical weapon!”

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However, at the same time.

The Russian soldiers on the ground witnessed all this.

For them, the scene was both shocking and delightful.

They saw the F-15 fighter jets that once terrified them being shot down in the sky without any chance of fighting back, just like hunters easily sniping birds in the sky.

What’s even more amazing is that they can’t even see who is shooting down these fighter planes - it’s as if there is an invisible giant hand in the sky, casually slapping these once proud “air overlords”.

Captain Petrovich stood on the wreckage of a building, staring intently at the sky.

As an experienced officer, he knew he was witnessing a major turning point in military history - a new, revolutionary air combat technology that was completely changing the rules of war.

"Captain, did you see how those planes were shot down?"

a young soldier asked, his voice thick with awe.

Petrovich shook his head: "I only saw the results, not the process. But one thing is certain - this is definitely not something our Russian weapon system can do."

As the last few F-15s were shot down one after another, only a few wisps of battle smoke and slowly falling metal fragments remained in the sky.

An eerie silence enveloped Stalingrad, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

The Russian soldiers held their breath, staring at the empty sky, waiting for possible new situations.

They didn't know who had just shot down the F-15, nor did they know what would happen next.

Just then, six small black dots appeared on the skyline.

They flew in perfect formation at great speed, crossing the sky over Stalingrad from east to west.

As the distance got closer, these mysterious aircraft gradually revealed their shapes.

But completely different from the F-15, these fighters have an amazing futuristic design - a streamlined fuselage, a special geometric shape, and a unique wing design, all of which reveal a sense of advancement that is beyond the times.

"What kind of plane is that?" a soldier asked in surprise. "I've never seen this type of plane before!"

Petrovich was also surprised, but he soon realized that these were the mysterious weapons that had just shot down the F-15.

Their appearance is impressive - unlike common fighter jet designs, these aircraft seem to have been specially aerodynamically optimized, and the surface of the fuselage looks extremely smooth without any obvious edges or protrusions.

After flying in formation at high altitude for a while, the six mysterious fighter jets suddenly lowered their altitude and dived towards the ground almost vertically. Then they suddenly leveled off at an altitude of less than 500 meters from the ground and began to fly over the battlefield at low altitude.

The action was incredibly precise, with all six fighters completing it almost simultaneously, without the slightest bit of incoordination or delay.

What was even more shocking was that when they flew low over the sky, they made an unprecedented sound - it was not the roar of an ordinary fighter jet, but a low, long, dragon roar that seemed to come from ancient times.

The sound shook the hearts of every listener, causing both fear and fascination, as if some ancient mythical creature had awakened.

“Oh my god… is that… is that a dragon?”

A young Russian soldier knelt down unconsciously, his face filled with religious fanaticism.

Petrovich opened his mouth, but for a moment no words came out.

He had witnessed countless planes taking off and landing, but he had never heard such a sound.

The sound seemed to be produced not just by the engines, but by the entire aircraft interacting with the air, a carefully designed acoustic effect.

As the six fighter planes flew over the battlefield at a very low altitude, all the Russian soldiers could see the details of their appearance.

There is no obvious national logo on the fuselage, but the elements of the oriental dragon are vaguely visible in the design - from the shape of the head to the lines of the tail, they are reminiscent of the dragon in oriental mythology.

"A fighter plane from the Dragon Kingdom!" an old soldier suddenly shouted, "That's a fighter plane from the Dragon Kingdom! It must be!"

This speculation quickly spread among the soldiers, and soon, words such as "Dragon Country support", "Dragon Country fighter jets", and "Dragon Country allies" echoed throughout the battlefield.

The Russian soldiers cheered and some even had tears in their eyes.

For these soldiers who were ready to die, the support from Dragon Country was like a divine soldier sent from heaven, giving them new hope and life.

After completing the low-altitude flight, the six fighter jets suddenly climbed vertically, drawing a perfect arc in the sky, and then flew in a horizontal formation again.

In the sunlight, their bodies glow with a special luster and seem to be able to change color according to the angle and environment, which makes them almost blend into the sky under certain conditions.

Petrovich squinted his eyes, trying to remember every detail of the fighter.

As a military enthusiast, he is familiar with the appearance and performance of most mainstream fighter jets in the world, but this fighter is obviously beyond his knowledge.

Judging from the performance and design they demonstrated, this is most likely a state-of-the-art fifth-generation or higher-level stealth fighter, whose technological level is at least two generations ahead of the Soviet Union's current fighter jets.

“That’s why they were able to shoot down the F-15 so easily,” Petrovich thought. “They probably have an extremely low radar cross section, advanced electronic warfare systems, and some kind of stealth technology that we can’t understand.”

As the six fighter jets gathered into a tight formation again, they suddenly accelerated and flew westward at an astonishing speed - exactly in the direction of the NATO base.

As they accelerated, they once again let out that chilling dragon roar, this time louder and longer, as if roaring a challenge to the enemy.

The Russian soldiers on the ground watched these mysterious fighter planes fly away, their faces filled with awe and gratitude.

Not long ago, they had despaired about the lack of air cover, but now this despair has been replaced by new hope.

The intervention of the Dragon Kingdom completely changed the balance of the battlefield.

“It seems our new allies are very powerful,” Petrovich said to the soldiers around him, his voice full of respect. “Those fighters… that level of technology… I’ve never seen it before.”

“Captain, how do you think they did it?” the young radioman asked, a look of shock on his face. “How did they manage to shoot down those F-15s without being detected?”

Petrovich shook his head. “I’m not an aviation expert, but from what we’ve seen, those fighters probably have some kind of advanced stealth technology and electronic warfare capabilities.”

"They are able to jam the F-15's radar and communications systems while remaining invisible themselves, giving them a significant advantage in air-to-air combat."

“It’s like cat and mouse,” veteran Sergei added with a satisfied smile. “Finally, someone has given those arrogant hawks a taste of the hunt.”

As the Dragon Kingdom fighter planes flew away, the sky over Stalingrad returned to calm.

But everyone knew that the war had undergone fundamental changes.

The intervention of the Dragon Kingdom not only saved the Soviet defenders in Stalingrad, but also had a profound impact on the entire war situation.

Petrovich looked at the western sky, where the clouds were dyed blood red by the setting sun.

He knew that in that direction, NATO commanders were facing an unprecedented threat, a new type of weapon for which they were completely unprepared and unable to counteract it.

That dragon-like roar might be the prelude to a new era of war.

“Assemble the troops,” he ordered his adjutant. “We need to retreat to the new assembly point according to headquarters’ instructions. It seems that this war has just begun.”