Li Xiaogang followed two Eagle Strike Ten fighter planes all the way to the sea. The vast sea is blue, and when you look down from the air, it is a shocking blue land.

On the blue sea, several warships of unknown nationality sailed towards the outer sea like sharks. Dozens of Chinese fishing boats were driven to the outer sea like fish by foreign ships. When the two fighter planes arrived, they immediately dived down like eagles flying in the sky.

The huge sound waves stirred up waves on the sea, smashing straight towards several foreign ships.

"Warship formation, please show your logo, please show your logo!" The pilot of Eagle Strike Ten began to shout to the warship.

Seeing the fighter planes from their own country coming to rescue, the fishermen in China burst into an exciting cheer, and then, fishing boats stopped one after another.

No matter how the foreign ships intimidate, they just refuse to sail forward. The foreign ships were so angry that the muzzles on the warships turned and aimed at the Chinese fishing boats. If this round of gunfire was bombarded, there were probably not many Chinese fishing boats that could survive.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. At this moment, two Eagle Strike Ten fighter jets suddenly opened fire, and machine guns attached to both wings ejected an angry tongue of flames at the same time.

With the whistling bullets, sparks immediately rose from several foreign ships, and the cannons of each ship were instantly destroyed.

Heart-wrenching cheers broke out among the fishermen again.

"Warning, warning! Warship formation, you have broken into the Chinese territorial waters, stop the engine immediately, and wait until our fleet takes over, otherwise I will have the right to sink you!"

The Chinese pilot's attitude was extremely tough and there was no room for ease. The two fighter jets kept hovering around several foreign ships, with a full deterrence posture.

The foreign ships seemed to be frightened by the power of Eagle Shot Ten, but the airborne machine guns were so powerful. What about the missiles? They no longer cared about the Chinese fishermen, and their soldiers split into two groups and began to flee wildly.

The two Eagle Strike No. 10 fighter jets immediately separated and chased each of them in the direction of the warship's escape.

Li Xiaogang was so excited about watching it. Without thinking too much, he chose one and followed closely.

"I order you again and stop the boat immediately, otherwise I will open fire!" The voice of the pilot of Eagle Strike Ten sounded again.

But as always, they did not receive a response from the warships, and the two warships were still flying forward like wild horses.

It can be seen that these warships seem to be equipped with special motivations and sail very quickly. It is not a little difficult for Eagle Strike Ten to hit them.

Just when Li Xiaogang felt that the pilot of Eagle Strike No. 10 was about to open fire, he suddenly felt an extremely sharp murderous aura coming from the clouds behind him.

Li Xiaogang was shocked and hurriedly looked back invisibly. He saw four dark-painted fighter jets suddenly appear, leading four turbulent streams straight towards the Eagle Strike No. 10 fighter jets in China.

"trap!"

When this scene appeared, these two words flashed through Li Xiaogang's mind.

Foreign ships at sea were nothing more than bait, which led the Eagle Strike Ten fighter into their encirclement.

In order to achieve this goal, they even took the cost of the lives of Chinese fishermen. This ugly behavior of despising life made Li Xiaogang feel great anger.

The pilot of Eagle Strike No. 10 obviously realized that the situation was wrong, so he immediately rolled around, controlled the fighter plane and climbed up hundreds of meters in an instant, and jumped out of the encirclement of four enemy planes neatly.

A strange scream came from Li Xiaogang's ears, and then a voice in English sounded excitedly: "Did you see it? With such high performance, let's see that we haven't come in vain!"

"Is he from M?" Li Xiaogang frowned, but he was still a little confused. There were so many people who spoke English. It was obviously arbitrary to judge the identity of the hijacker by language alone.

"Octow! Don't be too happy too early. We haven't caught him yet!" Another somewhat cold voice rang out.

Octor smiled and said, "Then let's go, see how I put this little bird in the cage, hehe..." As his words fell, four dark warplanes immediately rushed towards Eagle Shooting No. 10 in combat formation.

"Dada..." Okto's fighter plane opened fire.

"Idiot, don't fire! What we want is a fighter plane, not a pile of scrap iron!"

Octor said lightly: "Don't worry, if he can't even avoid this little attack, then what's the use of us?" With Octor's words, Eagle Strike Ten began to dodge crazy.

I saw its body extremely elegant, like a waltz. It rose and dived, rolled, rotated, flew sideways, and one difficult flying technique after another was revealed on its body like flowing water.

So moving, so charming.

"Did you see it? The amazing Chinese people, with Eagle Strike No. 10, who dares to despise China's airspace!" Okto said with a sound.

The other three pilots were silent after hearing Okto's words, and there was silence around them. However, the silence lasted for a few seconds, because at this time, Eagle Strike Ten was like a teased crazy lion, roaring towards the enemy plane.

"Oh, damn, he's angry, hide!"

Seeing this, Okto exclaimed, controlled the fighter plane and fled out of the offensive route of Eagle Strike Ten. It was obvious that the other three pilots were also quite excellent. At the same time, they launched evasive actions and flew far away from Eagle Strike Ten.

"This is not a solution. Octor, we stick it up from four directions, making it difficult for him to spread his firepower and force him to fly with us!"

The person who scolded Octor spoke again, and it seemed that he was the commander of the operation.

Okto said, "As for your order, my dear sir!"

Then he pulled the control feeling hard, and the fighter jet shot at the Eagle No. 10 like a black arrow.

"Baby, I'm here, come to mom!"

Accompanied by Okto's cry, the other three fighter jets posted to Eagle Shot Ten from three directions.

Four fighter planes were diamond-shaped and wrapped the Eagle Strike No. 10 firmly in the middle.

The Eagle Strike Ten tried to pass through the gap between the fighter jets several times, but they were stopped by the other party. In Li Xiaogang looked like an angry lion trapped in the siege, rushing left and right, but it was always difficult to get out.

"Pilot of Eagle Shock 10, don't try to resist, fly with us obediently, otherwise we will shoot you down immediately!"

The enemy plane commander connected to the channel of the Eagle Strike Ten pilot.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" The angry but calm voice of the pilot of Eagle Strike 10 slowly rang out.

"Ha, you will know who we are when you get to the place? Don't worry, as long as you listen to us obediently, we will not make things difficult for you. Maybe you can turn you into a monetary and let you enjoy endless wealth and glory! Hehe..."

"You want to rob Eagle Strike No. 10, right?" asked the pilot Eagle Strike No. 10 in anger.

Octor said, "You guessed it! Haha... This baby is so magical, I like it so much. I have never admired you Chinese so much. It is indeed a nation full of wisdom!"

"Don't try to climb high! You don't want a fighter worth $2 billion in your hands, right?" Octor's commander said sinisterly.

"Fly with us now, don't try to play tricks. We have cut off all contacts between you and your headquarters. No one will come to save you! You have to think clearly whether to be a rich man or a dead soul."

The pilot of Eagle Strike 10 was silent for a moment, and suddenly roared: "I want me to be a traitor, go and die!"

After roaring, Eagle Strike No. 10 suddenly began to climb high, trying to jump out of the other party's encirclement from above.

"What a disobedient guy, beat him down!"

The enemy plane commander lost his patience and issued an order to attack.

Octor shook his head with sympathy while pressing the fire button frantically. Four enemy planes and four tongues of fire rolled over to Eagle Shock No. 10.

Facing the densely shot bullets, Eagle Shock No. 10 was like a giant dragon rising into the sky, rotating vertically, dodging the bullets while climbing upwards to the sky.

"Damn it, I aimed at it and shot it!"

The enemy plane commander was a little anxious and couldn't help but scold him loudly. Octor said bitterly: "I've already aimed very accurately, but I just can't catch it. The fighter jets made by the Chinese are so shameless and perverted. What can I do?" The other two pilots also expressed the same emotion.

The flames of the enemy plane failed to hit Eagle Strike No. 10, but instead set off Eagle Strike No. 10, which looked like a phoenix reborn from the fire, whistling loudly while flying towards the distant sky.

"Damn it, attack with missiles!"

The other commander finally lost his patience and roared.

At the moment when four enemy planes fired missiles at the same time, Eagle Strike Ten suddenly turned around and turned into a head, bottom and topped the tail, rushing towards them.

The four missiles had no time to report passing by the Eagle Strike Ten fighter.

"What do he want to do this pervert?" Octor's eyes widened. Before he could react, the Eagle Strike Ten fighter had already fired at him. Octor hurriedly pulled the control rod, and the plane rolled and flashed to the right.

"Be careful, you fool!"

Octor was only concerned about dodging and almost collided with another fighter plane, which caused the commander to curse. Octor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and no longer felt that this was a fun thing.

After missing out on Eagle Strike Ten, the Four Heat Tracking Missile immediately changed direction and killed it again.
Chapter completed!