However, things like fighter jets will not be sold privately, and the more advanced the more restricted it is.

Yang Wei was also a little confused and looked at Lin Jian: "Bavino won't be confused, right?"

"This kid..." Lin Jian, who was standing on the ground, twitched the corners of his mouth.

In the dark sky, the elegant and beautiful dance continues.

A few minutes later, Zhou Haiping Jing's voice came from the radio channel in the cabin: "General, are you okay?"

"I...is not bad."

In the rear cockpit, Major General Bavino, who was shrouded in the overload of high flying, was pressed on the ejection seat like a weak girl, unable to move, gritted his teeth to maintain the pride of the Argentine Air Force, and a former jet fighter pilot, replied.

The airborne avionics screen displays, with an average flight overload of up to 6.8g!

If it weren't for the standard anti-duty service and airborne comprehensive anti-overload system, which offset about 3g of flight overload, Bavino would have completely lost his temper.

Even so, the flight overload of nearly 4g made Bavino extremely uncomfortable and was on the verge of physiological limits.

"Okay, General, the warm-up exercise is over and we start to enter the normal rhythm." Zhou Hai's words were heard.

"What?"

Bavino was stunned, wondering if the sound coming from his headphones was fake.

The warm-up exercise ends?

Is this just entering the normal pace?

The great God, what kind of monster is this young Chinese pilot who is not as old as his son?

The 6.8g flight overload is just a warm-up exercise?!

The next second, the blue bird dancing a battle dance like a woman in the water town suddenly changed its momentum, and the gentle and picturesque poetry disappeared, turning violent and fierce.

"Boom!" A louder roar spread throughout the sky.

The fighter jet is still the original fighter jet, but its momentum and movement are completely opposite.

Faster and more agile!

This is the prelude to the offense!

Change from fighting dance to killing dance!

The viscous and invisible airflow flows through the smooth fuselage surface of the Bluebird, protruding and special-shaped canards and main wings, tearing the airflow, generating pressure differences based on physical laws, giving the body a high lift, and all aerodynamic rudder surfaces of the flap and ailerons and vertical tail wings reach their limits.

The orange-red high-temperature tail flame is like the tail of a comet in the starry sky, burning into a faint hazy mist.

The Blue Bird, which suddenly changed its momentum and state, exerted its top maneuverability among the third generation aircraft, and performed the amazing combined air combat maneuver, which was completely at its limit.

"God, is this actually fighting?!" The officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulder was stunned and could not believe the scene he saw.

Yang Wei became more and more surprised. He put down his optical telescope, looked at the Afang officers not far away, and asked Lin Jian quietly: "Hai Dongqing, Zero's strength seems to have increased a lot."

"Yes." Lin Jian nodded, also a little surprised, as if his strength had further improved after the last battle with the f-35.

"Sab, how long can you last under his hands?"

"What do you mean by this? Manol, at least three points... Well, if I really get into close combat, I can only hold on for thirty seconds. Damn, did this guy start to study fighting air combat when he was pregnant? But I don't think he would lose to him. Now it's the world of air combat beyond the visual range."

"Do you think a pilot with this close combat ability would be an idiot in air combat beyond the visual range?"

"God, what is that?!"

In the dark sky, the blue bird performing the dance of killing suddenly changed its fuselage posture. After a brief acceleration of flat flight, it suddenly raised its proud head and entered an extreme state of high elevation angle. It tilted backwards at an extremely fast angle, showing a short tail in front and nose in the rear, and the fuselage was raised high, just like a cobra with extremely aggressive characteristics when it was rolled up in nature.

cobra!

This is the cobra maneuver that once shocked the world's aviation industry!

"It turned out to be a cobra?!"

"The J-10 can actually make cobra maneuvers!"

The ground frys again.

One second later, the blue bird, which was in a cobra maneuvering state, quickly pressed the head of the machine and returned to normal flat flight. After hovering for a while, it turned the head and pointed directly to the Huangtianba base.

The posture is stable, the violent and violent aura of his body recedes like a tide, and is as quiet as a cold pool.

Establish a route, lower the altitude, and obtain landing permits.

The silver-white blue bird landed on the main runway of the base in an elegant and standard posture, wiping out a wisp of blue smoke.

"It's good to show off your cobra, wait, this kid must have knocked Bavino out of the way."

Looking at the FC-20s "Blue Bird" gradually returning, Lin Jian twitched his mouth, quickly opened the tactical tablet, called the base medical department, and contacted the aviation doctor.

"Call the doctor in a hurry." Academician Yang Wei frowned slightly.

At this time, Afang, who was talking, closed his mouth and stared at the bluebird fighter jet that was coming back.

Something seemed wrong, and the atmosphere was slightly depressing.

"Buzz!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Qingniao, under the command of the ground crew, steadily stopped into the designated stopping space. The glass canopy was opened, and the ground crew immediately set up a boarding ladder.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

The canopy hood was opened, and Major General Bavino, wearing an anti-Dutch suit, looked pale and quickly walked down the boarding ladder, stood on the ground, reminding the escort officers, Lin Jian and others. At this moment, he felt a strong feeling surged from his body and headed straight to the dry grassland on the edge of the apron.

Then, the body bent, and the whole person showed the most common and direct physiological reactions, releasing the deepest feelings in his heart.

"call……"

Looking at the appearance of his leader, all the officers breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's just vomiting, which is a normal physiological phenomenon.

"It's fine."

Lin Jian relaxed and looked at Zhou Hai, who was slightly helpless in the front cockpit.

"He asked for it himself, I don't blame me."

Zhou Hai, who was sitting upright on the seat, showed an innocent expression, with a normal expression and no reaction.

tired?

It does not exist.

Vomit?

Too far away.

As for making Bavino like this, it seems innocent, but in fact, he did it on purpose.

Calling a name requires experience of comprehensive performance and mobility?

OK, no problem.

Zhou Hai must satisfy this special request when he brought people to the sky for the first time, otherwise how could he be worthy of the distinguished guests from afar?

No joke, Argentina is at least 20,000 kilometers away from China. Not only does it come from a distance, it has signed a large arms sales order of $1.5 billion, and it is a VIP-level guest.

Seeing Zhou Hai in the cockpit shrugging and speaking, Lin Jian couldn't hear clearly, but he had already understood his lips and shook his head helplessly.
Chapter completed!