After Er Dan told Jiang Yan Hai that the Air Defense Missiles behind them had self-destructed, Jiang Yan Hai relaxed slightly. But he had not forgotten that two enemy aircraft were still closing in. At that moment, his communications channel suddenly came alive.
"Zero! My missile wasn't thrown off! It's still chasing me!" Number 1's terrified voice rang out again.
"Number 1, stay calm! Engage afterburners! Dive and cut downward, maneuver at a steep angle!" Jiang Yan Hai shouted at him, then immediately called to Brown Bear. "Brown Bear! Go down there and use your cannon to destroy the missile launchers and radar vehicles below the mountain! Watch out for enemy man-portable missiles."
"Yes!" Brown Bear took a deep breath. When the missile had chased him just now, he had panicked badly too. They were all rookies and had never been through anything like this.
At that moment, his mind had truly gone blank.
If Jiang Yan Hai had not reminded them, there was no way they could have shaken off the missile so easily.
With that thought, Brown Bear gritted his teeth, turned his nose around, and charged toward the missile vehicles that had just attacked them!
"Number 1, calm down! Surface-to-air missiles burn through energy rapidly when making steep maneuvers at medium and low altitudes! The SA-11 has limited range, and its ramjet engine creates enormous drag! Dive, trade altitude for speed, fly at extremely low altitude if necessary, and cut over ridgelines to evade the missile!" Jiang Yan Hai spoke quickly, but his voice remained steady.
More than ten kilometers away, Number 1 listened to the instructions in his ear and, for some reason, calmed down. The missile chasing him no longer seemed so terrifying.
His mind rapidly recovered, and the maneuvering knowledge he had learned surfaced