Let you change the Hongqi h9, not the Hongqi missile vehicle

"I think the previous Su Qingyu is pretty good. She is a nice person with a good family background. Son, when are you going to win her over?"

"Yes, give us grandchildren as soon as possible."

"What grandchildren? That's not popular nowadays. I think as long as they are healthy, one boy and one girl is fine."

"Yes, you are right, honey."

Jiang Chen's parents kept asking him questions about Su Qingyu like a string of cannonballs.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to nod in response while fleeing the scene in embarrassment.

He wanted to show off to his parents, but he didn't expect this result. He was really pretentious and got struck by lightning.

However, what they said makes sense. This house is indeed a bit too empty, and it's time to find someone to move in.

So Jiang Chen called Su Qingyu.

"Hello, is this Su Qingyu? I'm Jiang Chen."

"Jiang Chen, it's you!" Su Qingyu exclaimed. She didn't expect Jiang Chen to call her on his own initiative.

Come on, Su Qingyu, you are getting closer and closer to success, you must hold on.

"It's me." Su Qingyu said modestly, acting like a lady from a noble family and a gentle lady.

Be reserved, be reserved...

However, the next moment, her reserve was broken.

"My company awarded me a villa, but it feels too empty for me to live alone, so I wanted to ask if you would like to come and have some fun?" Jiang Chen said, "But from your voice, you sound a little unhappy, so I guess you won't come, right?"

Su Qingyu on the other end of the phone was so angry that she pounded the mattress. What a straight man! I was just being reserved, why did he think I was in a bad mood and didn't want to go?

This is Jiang Chen’s invitation. He personally invited me to come.

"I'll go. Of course I'll go." Su Qingyu said happily, her voice full of anticipation, like a deer running around in excitement.

"It's just the two of us. Are you sure you want to come?" Jiang Chen asked.

Su Qingyu thought to herself: Isn’t this better?

She felt her body heating up rapidly, her face flushed, her heart beat fast, and she felt like she was floating.

"It's okay. I'll come."

"Okay, see you later."

Jiang Chen thought it was polite for whoever made the call to hang up, but Su Qingyu didn't think so.

"Ah, he's dead, he actually died." Su Qingyu said in annoyance, but quickly cheered up.

"Cheer up, Su Qingyu, you have to show him your best side."

Su Qingyu began to put on makeup under the guidance of a professional makeup artist hired at home. She was very beautiful, so she didn't need too much modification. Just a little lipstick and eyeliner were enough to make her look breathtakingly beautiful.

"Well, Miss is truly flawless. Any man will be fascinated by you," said the makeup artist with a smile.

"Well, thank you for your good words." Su Qingyu said shyly.

"Hello, command center? This is pilot No. 255. A high-speed flying object is approaching quickly. Please instruct us on the next course of action."
"It's those Americans again. They keep looking for trouble and keep coming to our side. If you fly the plane over there and fly near them for a while, you should be able to scare them away."

Instructions came from the command center.

"I see. Why do these guys like to hang around other people's borders so much? Do they really think it's their own backyard?"

The pilot complained, furious at the US military's repeated provocations on the Dragon Country border. He always thought it would be great if he could shoot down these unruly guys. And it was precisely to defend his country that he resolutely joined the army.

"When the Nantianmen Project's aircraft are deployed to the army, we'll see if they dare to be so arrogant again."

The pilot flew the plane towards the target.

The US military always likes to do this kind of tricks, but if there is any conflict, they dare not bear the consequences. Therefore, they only need to circle around the plane a few times, and they will soon retreat wisely and slip away like a stray dog.

"Close to target."

The plane quickly penetrated the clouds and American military aircraft came into sight.

However, the driver's eyes widened.

"What? This is impossible!"

Those planes were not as slender and elegant as the planes of the Nantianmen Project, as beautiful as a swan's neck. They were also not like the fifth-generation planes of the Dragon Kingdom, which looked like sci-fi equipment in movies and games, cool and handsome, making every teenager dream of flying them.

These American planes were as fat as pigs, with an unusually large protrusion in the middle, and looked like a middle-aged man with a big belly, trying to fly in a funny way.

But those who know the business can tell at a glance that it is not simple.

"F35C, this is one of the most advanced fifth-generation aircraft, and it's a carrier-based model!"

The pilot said in shock.

This is one of the most advanced aircraft in the world! If it weren't for the war, this kind of aircraft shouldn't be easily unveiled! Even in the United States, it is forbidden to take pictures of these aircraft. The appearance data is even more confidential. How could it be driven here?

Unless this place is about to become a battlefield, they can't be so unscrupulous!

"No, this is wrong. Command center, those are US F35Cs, please give instructions."

However, what responded to him was silence, a deathly silence.

The pilot quickly checked the equipment, only to find that the enemy had launched an electronic attack and the communication equipment had been paralyzed.

"What? No no no!"

He was flying a fourth-generation aircraft and was completely unable to resist the fifth-generation aircraft. The enemy also took the initiative to attack, which made him even more helpless.

call out--

At this moment, the F35C locked onto the target and fired a missile, directly hitting the plane flown by the pilot.

boom!
It was all over, and a spark burst out in the air.

"Number 255? What happened? How are you?"

The command center kept calling out.

"It's strange. No. 255 is not the kind of person who would betray us. He is usually very reliable and has always been in touch. Why would he suddenly disappear at this time?"

The operator had a bad feeling in his heart.

"We must use more powerful weapons."

The operator thought to himself and immediately contacted the fifth-generation aircraft formation for interception.

"This is No. 341, heading to the target area."

A fighter jet formation was quickly dispatched, all of which were fifth-generation aircraft. The cost of developing these aircraft was enough to bankrupt dozens of small countries!
The fifth-generation aircraft sped towards the target location, but it was locked out once it was out of sight.

"what?"

The next moment, the enemy launched a beyond-visual-range attack.

The pilot was experienced and responded quickly. At the moment when the missile was about to approach, he performed an extremely difficult tail swing without slowing down, and then raised the nose of the plane high and performed a cobra maneuver!

boom--

The missile exploded in the air, but the fragments did not penetrate the fuselage.

"These bastards!"

the pilot roared.

Modern warfare is essentially an intelligence war. No matter how powerful the weapons and equipment are, as long as they are discovered and the enemy wants to destroy them, there will always be a way. If tanks don't work, use planes, and if planes don't work, there are missiles. Even fighter jets may be killed by low-level aircraft!

The US military obviously had malicious intent and had made extremely vicious intelligence preparations. Once the fight started, it was like putting someone in a sack and beating them.

"We've won."

"Our U.S. Air Force is the best in the world. Those guys eating dirt on the ground are nothing."

"That's right. Our American technology is the most advanced. It's easy for us to deal with a small country like Long." The American pilot was talking meaningless nonsense in the channel, with a relaxed attitude as if he was playing a game.

On the Long Kingdom side, after dodging a round of attacks, the plane climbed to a higher position and quickly observed the target.

"This is...F35C."

The experienced pilot quickly spotted the closest aircraft.

But he soon changed his mind.

"No, no!"

His pupils shrank slightly, not because of the reaction to the altitude, but because he saw a shocking scene.

“That plane looked fat, but there was something wrong with the nose and the wake.”

The pilot thought to himself. However, at this moment, the enemy plane suddenly accelerated.

"What? This speed..."

This speed is really too fast!

"No, this is not a fifth-generation aircraft at all. We have fallen into a trap! This is most likely a sixth-generation aircraft in the experimental stage!"

The pilot shouted, and he immediately wanted to convey this information to the command center.

However, it was too late, the equipment was interfered with and continued to make a harsh hissing sound.

"hateful!"

"No matter what, this information must be conveyed to the command center!"

Pilots know that the gap between each generation of aircraft is almost an insurmountable gap. If there is a gap of one generation, they will be beaten without any ability to fight back.

"Xiao He, retreat quickly!"

The pilot gave instructions using signal lights.

"team leader!?"

"Don't dawdle, retreat now!"

"Tell the command center that this is a sixth-generation aircraft!"

After saying that, the pilot resolutely rushed towards the US plane, ready to start a dogfight.

"Oh? You dare to compete with us with just a fifth-generation aircraft?"

"Your courage is commendable, but your performance is too poor. The battle between fighter planes is a contest of performance!"

"Let us just play with him."

The American pilot said with a smile.

it's all over……

In the air, the Longguo planes were returning, and the captain of the formation was being played around with like a toy, and when he got tired of playing with him, he was shot down directly.

Desperate, the performance gap is so huge that it is despairing!
Fortunately, his sacrifice bought time for the Dragon Kingdom's planes, allowing them to return safely.

"What? It's actually a sixth-generation aircraft?"

Wei Xianzhong exclaimed.

"What do the Americans want to do? Do they want to start a war?"

The uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger. If I want to deal with these sixth-generation aircraft, I am afraid that only the Nantianmen series manufactured by Jiang Chen can do it!
"Request support, summon the Nantianmen series of fighter jets immediately!" Wei Xianzhong shouted loudly.

"This is the best strategy at the moment. If we don't rely on this generational advantage to suppress it, then sending more people will only be a futile sacrifice."

The enemy is too powerful and has the advantage in many aspects such as intelligence. If we rashly send pilots into battle, we will only die in vain.

Many times, the value of pilots far exceeds that of the aircraft itself. They are an irreplaceable and valuable resource, while aircraft can be manufactured.

Just then, a subordinate hurried over and handed over a piece of urgent information.

"What? They're here already? How come so fast?" Wei Xianzhong was shocked. The enemy had just crossed the air cordon, how could they be approaching so quickly?

This is incredible!

A few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Yes, in three minutes, we will be within their attack range. We must evacuate as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late." The assistant had a conflicted look on his face and was sweating all over. It was obvious that he was under tremendous pressure.

After all, in modern warfare, discovery means destruction. Once the action begins, whoever is discovered first is doomed.

And this command center has now been exposed.

"Leave it to me, I haven't landed yet." At this time, the pilot's voice suddenly came from the headset.

"I am the pilot of flight 636. We have enough fuel and I have been circling in the air just in case."

"Now that they are here, I will try my best to disrupt them and deal with them."

Wei Xianzhong remained silent, as he was well aware of the danger of this mission.

To put it bluntly, this is just going to die.

But for a determined soldier, they already knew the consequences, but still stood up resolutely. This courage and strength are awe-inspiring.

Therefore, Wei Xianzhong did not dissuade him.

"You are an outstanding soldier, so I'll leave it to you," said Wei Xianzhong.

"Everyone else, evacuate quickly and don't waste the sacrifices the warriors made for us." His voice was low and painful.

As soon as the staff came out of the command center, they saw several planes drawing an arc and rushing forward.

"Goodbye forever..." The staff sighed in their hearts.

After getting in the car, Wei Xianzhong immediately asked his adjutant: "How long will it take for the support to arrive? Don't let it be too late!"

"This...this..." the adjutant stammered.

"Don't hesitate, you are a soldier, just speak your mind!" Wei Xianzhong said impatiently. If he had the temper he had when he was young, he would have slapped the adjutant long ago.

"Boss Jiang said that the factory was raided not long ago and the warehouse was burned by the Americans, so things are a bit difficult right now. We can only try to get a plane that has completed a live-fire test flight."

"What? This is ridiculous!" Wei Xianzhong was extremely annoyed. How could Jiang Chen fail at such a critical moment?
An airplane, what good is an airplane!

"This bastard, how dare he do this?"

"What about Gao Longshan? What does Jiang Chen say? He can't be unaware of it. If something serious happens, he can't escape responsibility."

After his anger subsided a little, Wei Xianzhong calmed down and prepared to listen to Jiang Chen's explanation.

"I also asked him the reason, and he said one reinforcement would be enough."

"Because it is a Baidi-model fighter, the strongest in the world, bar none."

After hearing Jiang Chen's explanation, Wei Xianzhong felt mixed emotions.

It's no use saying anything now. The only hope is that Jiang Chen will stop bragging and really do as he said. One fight will be enough.

At the same time, on the other side, in Jiang Chen's villa.

"It seems like someone sent you a message just now. Is it about work?" Su Qingyu asked worriedly.

Since it was a work matter, it must be a very important matter, which also meant that the warm time they had alone together was coming to an end.

"Yes." Jiang Chen replied.

"Then maybe I'm not here at the right time. How about I come another day?" Su Qingyu lowered her head, her eyes full of worry.

If possible, she really doesn't want any "emergency" to happen, and hopes that there will never be one in her lifetime.

But if those Americans don't follow the rules, Jiang Chen will have to take action to solve the problem. (End of this chapter)