Under the command of Admiral Harris, the dozen or so surviving F/A-18E/F "Super Hornets" adjusted their attack posture like wounded hungry wolves, their engines roaring angrily, and they swooped down at high speed towards the airspace indicated by the early warning aircraft.

The pilots gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with the fire of revenge and confidence in close combat.

They are all elites who graduated from the top aviation academy of the US Navy. They have received the most rigorous air combat training and are proficient in various complex fighting techniques.

In their opinion, the loss just now was entirely due to the enemy's sneak attack and the generation gap in missile performance. Once they enter close-range combat within visual range, they will be able to turn the tide of the battle with the excellent maneuverability of the "Super Hornet" and their superb driving skills!

"All units, maintain small formation coordination! Keep an eye on the six o'clock direction! Prioritize attacking isolated enemy aircraft!"

Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell, the leader of the formation, gave orders over the radio. Although his voice carried a hint of barely perceptible nervousness, it was more of the calmness and confidence of a veteran fighter.

A former member of the Blue Angels flight demonstration team, he is well aware of the Super Hornet's flight limits and is confident in his own combat skills.

However, as they approached the target airspace, an eerie silence enveloped the communication channel.

The EA-18G Growler electronic warfare aircraft was indeed carrying out electromagnetic suppression with all its strength, but this did not seem to have any substantial impact on the enemy aircraft. Instead, it caused a certain degree of interference to their own radar and communication systems, and chaotic signals flashed on the screen from time to time.

What made them even more uneasy was that the enemy aircraft location information provided by the early warning aircraft began to become vague and uncertain, as if those enemy aircraft had some kind of anti-reconnaissance or rapid repositioning capabilities.

"Eagle Eye calling the Spearhead Formation, target position updated! Bearing 1-1-0, distance 50 kilometers, number... cannot be confirmed!"

"They are maneuvering at high speed and the radar signal is very unstable!" The voice of the E-2D early warning aircraft sounded a little anxious.

"Roger that, Hawkeye! The spearhead formation continues its advance!"

Commander Maxwell replied, cursing inwardly.

Unable to confirm the number? Radar signal unstable?

What kind of intelligence is this!

But he had no time to hesitate and could only rely on the pilot's experience and intuition to deal with the unknown enemy.

Just when the first batch of "Super Hornets" were about to enter the theoretical visual combat distance, something strange happened!

Several missiles flashing with cold light came whistling towards them from unexpected angles - above the clouds and below the sides - like poisonous snakes coming out of a hole!

The flight trajectories of these missiles are extremely tricky, their speeds are extremely fast, and they seem to have extremely strong anti-interference capabilities, completely ignoring the electronic suppression of the "Growler"!

"Missiles incoming! Missiles incoming! Everyone evade!"

The pilots' screams of terror erupted over the radio.

Inside the Super Hornet's cockpit, the shrill alarm of approaching missiles filled the air.

The pilots instinctively performed various extreme evasive maneuvers - sharp turns, rolls, and the release of heat flares and chaff.

However, these tactical actions, which are usually enough to escape the lock of most missiles, now seem so pale and powerless.

Those mysterious missiles seemed to have eyes, and they kept glued to their targets without being disturbed at all.

Explosions rang out one after another in the air, and three more "Super Hornets" turned into fireballs in an instant. Brilliant fireworks bloomed over the blue sea, but it was a tragic song that marked the end of the pilots' lives.

“Damn it! How did they lock onto us? Our electronic warfare system didn’t respond at all!”

A surviving pilot shouted in despair that his fighter plane had just narrowly avoided a missile attack, but its wing had been scratched by debris.

Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell's heart sank to the bottom.

He realized that the enemy they faced was far more powerful than Admiral Harris had expected.

Not only does the enemy possess beyond-visual-range missiles with extremely impressive range and power, but the stealth and electronic warfare capabilities of its fighter jets are also far beyond their imagination.

The so-called "low-end third-generation aircraft" is simply a fatal misjudgment!

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. They had already rushed to this distance, and retreating would almost be equivalent to exposing their backs to the enemy.

The only way to survive may be to rush into the enemy camp as the commander ordered and look for opportunities in the chaotic close combat!

"All units, disperse and attack! Find visual targets! Open fire freely!"

Lieutenant Colonel Maxwell gave the final order, his voice carrying a hint of tragedy.

He knew that this might be a one-way battle, but as an American soldier, he had to fight to the last moment.

The remaining Super Hornets scattered like frightened birds, their pilots staring wide-eyed, frantically searching the sky, trying to find the mysterious opponent.

They increased their flight speed to the limit and performed all kinds of dazzling maneuvers in the air, hoping to disrupt the enemy's lock in this way.

Finally, a sharp-eyed pilot caught a blurry shadow in the gap in the clouds below and to the side!

It was a gray-black fighter with a flat shape and a sci-fi feel. Its aerodynamic layout was completely different from any known model of the United States or Russia, especially the unique canard front wing and diamond-shaped nose, which exuded a sharp and deadly aura.

"Target spotted! Low altitude at three o'clock! It's a plane... I've never seen before!"

The pilot's voice trembled with excitement.

Almost at the same time, several Super Hornets locked onto the target, and the air combat missiles under the wings issued a locking prompt sound.

“Fire! Kill it!”

Several AIM-9X Sidewinder close-range combat missiles detached from the racks, trailing white smoke and swooping down on the mysterious J-10C like hungry snakes.

This is the most advanced air-to-air missile of the United States, with excellent maneuverability and anti-interference capabilities. It is known as "fire and forget, with a very high hit rate."

However, what happened next once again overturned the perception of the American pilots.

Just as the missile was about to hit, the J-10C suddenly made an incredible maneuver.

Its nose suddenly lifted up, almost forming a 90-degree angle with the fuselage. Then, while maintaining its forward direction, the entire fuselage "stood up" like a cobra, and then quickly completed a side roll with an extremely small radius, while releasing a large number of infrared jamming bombs!

This action is almost impossible to achieve in terms of aerodynamics!

It completely goes against the flight principles of conventional fighter jets!

The American pilots watched in amazement and even forgot to continue the attack.

"Is this... Pugachev's Cobra maneuver? No! It's more complicated than that! Its overload... at least exceeds 11G!"

An experienced old pilot screamed in surprise.

Several Sidewinder missiles lost their lock on the target due to its sudden super maneuverability. Confused by the infrared jamming bombs, they flew around in the air like headless flies and finally exploded not far away.

After completing this astonishing evasive maneuver, the J-10C disappeared again into the clouds like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, several missiles whizzed in from another direction and accurately hit the several "Super Hornets" that had just launched the attack.

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