96: Wang Qiang: You hit our people and then you want to run away? How can that be possible?

Upon hearing the sudden voice from their headsets, both Yu Lanqing and Fan Qiangjun, who was already prepared to die, were stunned.

Even the pilots of the two J-8 II fighter jets, still rushing towards them, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

They looked at the communication indicator light in disbelief.

Had they not seen the communicator working normally, they would have almost thought they were all collectively hallucinating!

......

Meanwhile, inside the EP-3 electronic reconnaissance aircraft.

Seeing the right side's No. 4 engine ruined, with raging flames burning inside the engine, Anderson, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and Scott, the safety officer in the back, were dumbfounded.

"Holy crab! Are you crazy?" Anderson turned to Brian in disbelief.

As the co-pilot, he was well aware of the consequences of fighter jet engine damage.

Although this transport plane currently had four propeller engines, it theoretically wouldn't matter much to lose one.

But...

This would ultimately affect the safety of the aircraft.

Anderson was only in his thirties, and he didn't want to be buried as food for deep-sea fish due to Brian's impulsiveness!

"Relax, relax, Anderson, Scott. Don't you think that Dragon Country fighter jet was too annoying?"

Brian said nonchalantly, "Besides, we still have three engines!"

"With my flying ability, let alone three engines remaining, even if only two are left, I can still fly the plane to the target area and back!"

"But..." Anderson wanted to say something more, but Scott, the safety officer behind him, couldn't help but frown and say:

"Brian, you're too impulsive. Although that fighter jet was annoying, it was still a Dragon Country fighter jet, after all."

"If we had crashed it back then, we would have crashed it, but now, Dragon Country has the swift and the O58 destroyer!"

"What if..."

"Don't worry!" Waving his hand to interrupt Scott, Brian curled his lip and sneered, "So what if these yellow monkeys have that equipment?"

"You don't really think that with just one or two prototypes and three or five destroyers, they can threaten our Eagle Country, do you?"

"If that were truly the case, then our hundreds of overseas military bases would have been cleared out by those local forces long ago."

"How could they still be here now?"

Looking at the increasingly close land ahead, Brian's eyes were full of disdain, and his tone was even more filled with mockery towards Dragon Country:

"Even if they somehow got so much advanced equipment and gained the ability to contend with us, that's still in the future."

"Referring to our history of development, Dragon Country might only truly possess the ability to contend with us in thirty to fifty years."

"As for now..."

"Let alone crashing one of their fighter jets."

"So what if we slaughter a city?"

The previous anger, combined with his Anglo-Saxon arrogance, made Brian speak with increasing smugness.

In his opinion, the swift Fighter Jet and O58 destroyer recently showcased by Dragon Country were probably technologies stolen from somewhere!

To have such an inferior group of people live on this planet with him was simply an insult to him!

Seeing this?

Anderson and Scott exchanged glances.

Before they could speak?

Suddenly!

"So what?"

"You dog, one life in my Dragon Country is worth a hundred lives in your Eagle Country!"

"You crashed our fighter jet and just want to leave? Do you really think this is your backyard?"

"What?!" Brian, Anderson, and Scott's eyes widened simultaneously. Just as they were about to say something, they heard a sharp alarm blare!

"Warning! Missile incoming!"

"Warning! Missile incoming!"

"F*ck! What the h—"

Before Anderson could finish his startled cry, a blinding fireball instantly appeared high in the sky!

Both Yu Lanqing and Fan Qiangjun stared in disbelief at the fireball high in the distance, completely unaware of what had happened.

But very quickly.

Upon hearing another voice from his headset, Fan Qiangjun quickly responded, "1102 listening, currently trying to adjust the fighter jet's attitude."

"May I ask who you are?"

Hearing Fan Qiangjun's surprised yet calm voice, Wang Qiang nodded and moved his right thumb from the launch button, saying:

"Shencheng War Zone Air Force 0192. We rushed here after receiving your distress signal."

"Now is not the time to discuss this. We will be right behind you. Please continue to try and maintain the fighter jet's stability."

After speaking, Wang Qiang said to the Qingluan intelligent operating system, "How is it? Can you scan the situation of 1102's fighter jet?"

"Scanning in progress..."

"Error, distance too far to scan."

Wang Qiang frowned.

He looked at the two light spots on the radar, then at the perfectly normal clear blue sky ahead.

Wang Qiang clicked his tongue, 'Looks like I'll have to mention it to Xiao Wu and the others when I get back. It's only 50 kilometers, and it can't scan the specific situation of the opposing fighter jet?'

As the first person on Blue Star to pilot a sixth-generation aircraft into the sky, especially with his close cooperation with Qingluan over the past two years, these experiences had changed Wang Qiang's mindset.

He felt that all fighter jets in the world should be like Qingluan, and Qingluan should also become even more powerful to meet all his needs!

However...

The idea was beautiful, but reality was cruel.

Given the current technological level of Dragon Country, and even the world, unless Lin Qi joined, it would be difficult to meet Wang Qiang's standards in every aspect.

That would still be quite difficult.

"Scan successful."

Suddenly!

Just as Wang Qiang was lost in thought, Qingluan's voice reappeared, followed by a series of urgent messages rapidly appearing before Wang Qiang's eyes!

"Warning, the scanned target is detected to be in an extremely unstable state. The fuselage strength is 76% damaged, estimated to completely disintegrate in three minutes."

'This...'

Wang Qiang's frown deepened.

Then he heard Qingluan say again, "Scan detected the target has special conditions such as fuel and hydraulic fluid leaks. The flight control system is about to fail."

Looking at the virtual model of the J-8 II that Qingluan had just scanned and presented in his holographic helmet, Wang Qiang manipulated the Qingluan Fighter Jet and said:

"Lock onto 1102's stuck canopy, provide real-time assistance, and make sure to rescue the pilot from the target fighter jet within three minutes!"

Wang Qiang stared intently at the sky ahead.

Soon.

The moment his words fell, two figures suddenly appeared in Wang Qiang's line of sight.

One figure was above, clearly the wingman Yu Lanqing, and the other figure was just a few hundred meters above the sea surface.

And it was still falling.

Clearly, just as Qingluan said, if he hadn't come to the rescue, fighter jet 1102 would inevitably disintegrate and fall into the sea within three minutes!

This was not what Wang Qiang wanted to see.