But the two opposing pilots had no time to look at their radar. They were frantically trying to stabilize their fighters.
The terrifying turbulence generated by that Mach 2 pass had nearly thrown them into each other's wake. As their fighters shook violently in the airflow, they had almost collided head-on.
The two hurriedly pulled apart. Only after steadying their fighters did they resume level flight.
Then, an unfamiliar yet commanding voice suddenly broke into their shared channel. "This is... You have entered our air defense identification zone. Leave immediately!"
The fighters of Bee and Wasp, not far away, both trembled. Of course they had seen what had just happened! Precisely because they had seen it, their jaws had nearly hit the floor.
Holy shit! Who was this new guy? Was he that brutal?! Wasn't he afraid of dying... That speed just now... at least Mach 2, right? And he'd flown past them at a distance of barely a dozen meters... For fighters flying at supersonic speeds, that was practically suicidal!
More importantly... wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful, friendly encounter flight? Why had the atmosphere suddenly become so intense?
"This is..." After regaining control of their aircraft, the opposing pilots immediately replied in English, their voices trembling slightly. They were still frightened by what had just happened.
They had truly come within a hair's breadth of colliding. At that distance, one slightly larger disturbance would have sent them crashing together. If that happened, they would not even have had the chance to bail out at high altitude. They would have been dead for sure!
There was great terror between life and death. How could they not be afraid?
Having finally stabilized their planes and re-formed their formation, the two naturally tried to repeat their statement. But before they