"Huh? There were a lot more clouds in the afternoon." When Monet came to the observation deck in the flight area to observe the weather, he found that there were many low clouds in the sky, some of which were a little dim and black, which was obviously cumulonimbus clouds.

The staff officer who followed him said, "The weather station report shows that it does not affect flight."

"Well, it's better to increase the difficulty." Monet nodded slightly, then stood there waiting for the arrival of teams from various countries.

He was full of expectations for the afternoon confrontation, and the most important reason was of course Li Zhan. Li Zhan did not participate in the morning, which made Monet feel that the morning confrontation was tasteless and it was a pity to abandon it. Some people say that if something happened to Monet, your family was so heartless, would you still be so heartless?

Monet: It's not our loss...

It was just a Rafale M carrier-based fighter, just to be considered a training accident, and it was not a big deal. As for the compensation for the USS Roosevelt aircraft carrier battle group, Monet was even sure that the money would definitely be a bad debt. Although France is a NATO country, it has always carried out military operations independently. Because Britain and the United States do not give them the power of command in turn, how can the Gaul rooster tolerate it? Therefore, it is okay to conduct coordinated drills to make Americans command, but if it is a military operation, it must form a joint command center. This is a matter of principle.

So France will not bear the expenses of NATO defense, and the French have always wanted to drive out the US military forces in their territory!

In short, the losses of the USS Roosevelt aircraft carrier battle group will definitely become a bad debt, and in the end, 80% of them will be borne silently by the American people. Of course, the Americans will not suffer any losses, and will definitely find ways to make up for it from other aspects, such as increasing tariffs, which will make France surrender.

But these are not something that little people like Monet can worry about.

The Chinese team came. When Monet saw Li Zhan, he immediately smiled and strode towards him. He first greeted He Xinghai, Mo Ren'an and others, and then pulled Li Zhan aside to talk.

"I know you must have figured out the tactics, but the problem now is that you will eventually fight with the f-22a. How much can you do with the battle loss ratio?" Monet asked impatiently.

The battle loss ratio of F-22a and Su-35 in the morning match was 1:15. The Su-35 achieved the best battle loss ratio among all models. The Rafale fighter pilots flew by the French Air Force was 1:18, which was a little worse than the Su-35. Although this result took into account other factors, it also objectively reflected some things.

Monet himself would admit that the gusts really have no advantage over the super flanker.

He believed that he was not sure to defeat the Russian pilot who flew the Su-35. To save the situation, the Rafale fighter must have a smaller battle loss ratio than the Su-35 in the confrontation. Of course, the recognized opponent is the only active fourth-generation aircraft in the world. The other ones are compared with close combat. It can be seen that the close combat performance of the F-22a fighter did not sacrifice maneuverability for stealth performance as rumored by the outside world. The engine is awesome, and the aerodynamic layout is also fine.

Li Zhan knew what Monet was thinking, and he smiled and said, "I can make the Rafale fighter's combat losses lower than that of the Super Fleeter, but this requires enough power. I am talking about the power of the pilot, not the power of the fighter."

Monet smiled mysteriously and said, "About mental damage compensation, I will urge my superiors to make arrangements as soon as possible. After all, that's not your fault, isn't it?"

"Yes, you have to be fair and just, and you can't let your friends feel cold. Of course, this is not something I can decide personally. What I personally want is a clear and innocent conclusion." Li Zhan said with a smile.

Monet nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, what's said."

Li Zhan said with satisfaction, "I will try my best to shoot it down."

"Okay, OK, hit... shoot down?" Monet Dog stared at the sight.

"I'll do my best." Li Zhan said, "The close-range Rafale fighter still has some advantages. Of course, the super flanker also has advantages. The key is to play and essential luck."

Monet murmured, "Yeah, you've always had good luck. But, can you really shoot down f-22a?"

"Try it." Li Zhan didn't seem to be joking.

According to the rules of the confrontation, aiming and locking the opponent for three seconds can be determined as shooting down. This time is not a random time, but a rule made by taking into account all factors - three seconds is enough to launch missiles or cannons. However, aiming and locking the target for three seconds is not easy to achieve. The target will not obediently submit but will vigorously break free and avoid. They are all experts, and their skills are better than the other. If a real master fights, it is inevitable that the winner will be difficult to decide.

However, there are also people who make so-called "sorry", such as the Vietnamese Air Force pilots who were suppressed by pilots from other countries were unable to fight back. What surprised everyone was that the Vietnamese Air Force pilots made common sense flight mistakes when using the su-27** provided by Russia.

Monet said something thought-provoking: "Their air tickets are all reimbursed by us. They eat the most when eating the buffet. It is hard to imagine what kind of life they live. I hope God will bless..."

...

After communicating with Li Zhan, the delegations from other countries arrived one after another, and Monet, as a specific organizational staff, started working quickly. The afternoon was the final. Not only did the air force of many countries more than 100 pilots and other staff members, France and diplomats in France received invitations to observe. So this was a good opportunity to show their faces in front of diplomats from various countries.

Li Chad and Michelle, who had something to do, were observing the Chinese team, trying to find the South China Sea Mad Dog from it, but they had never seen the outrageously handsome face of the South China Sea Mad Dog, obviously they could only rely on guessing.

"Who do you think it is?" Michel asked in a low voice, subconsciously calling the South China Sea Mad Dog with honorifics. Strength is the highest factor that makes people respect.

Lee Chad's eyes scanned like a radar wave, and said with great uncertainty, "Is it the colonel with a very dark skin? I think it should be him. The South China Sea Mad Dog should be a colonel, a middle and high-level officer."

The Colonel with a very dark skin said that Yu Chenglin.

"I think it's another colonel, the relatively young one. Why? Judging from the flying style of the South China Sea Mad Dog, it should be a young man." Michelle said.

Michelle was talking about Zhang Xueyang, because only he and Yu Chenglin were the ones who had the rank of colonel. Cao Fufei was also the colonel, but because his superiors had strict requirements on the specifications of the team, he was the rank of lieutenant colonel. He Xinghai and Mo Ren'an were both colonels, while most of the others were lieutenant colonels, majors, captains, and captains, with only two staff members.

"That's right, it should be a young man, a young and frivolous flying style." Li Chad nodded slightly and recalled, suddenly frowned and said, "No, that young colonel flew past in the morning, with a normal style and no aggressiveness. He is not a mad dog in the South China Sea."

Michelle was stunned and said slowly, "Yes, it shouldn't be him. The South China Sea Mad Dog's flying style is extremely rough, the flight skills are extremely superb, and the flight language is extremely rude. Yes, it's not him, he doesn't have the above characteristics."

"Then it should be among those lieutenant colonels." Lee Chad looked over again and found it was difficult to guess.

Michelle nodded affirmatively, "It must be one of the lieutenant colonels."

From beginning to end, they never thought that the Nanhai Mad Dog would be a younger major - how could it be a major? With the Nanhai Mad Dog's level, it would definitely be highly valued in the Zhongzhou team. It would not be enough to give it to a lieutenant colonel. They did not know the promotion regulations for the Zhongzhou team's rank.

However, objectively speaking, Li Zhan's promotion speed of military rank is indeed relatively slow, and his actual situation is not a common situation.

But no matter what, no one would believe that a young man who is so young and handsome is considered to be extremely not rough in his flight style, extremely not superb in his flight skills, extremely not rude in his flight language, is there any kingly law, and is there any law?

Not to mention the Lee Chad couple, oh no, Lee Chad and the wingman Michelle could not guess who the South China Sea Mad Dog was. Pilots from other countries who knew the specific situation of the Mediterranean Morning also did not know who the great man who destroyed one-third of the USS Roosevelt battle group by his own efforts.

But it is generally believed that it is an experienced old bird in his thirties and forties who is thirty or forty years.

Li Zhan hid his merits and fame.

The results of the confrontational draw came out. Mo Ren'an quietly came to Li Zhan and Zhu Wei and whispered, "The first game is fine for Japan, right? They are a combination of f-15j and f-2."

Li Zhan drove the gust of wind and Zhu Wei opened the su-27**, which is also a very interesting combination.

Li Zhan smiled and said, "Captain, we have no problem, the Japanese air pilot will soon have problems."

Zhu Wei couldn't help laughing, attracting everyone's kind-hearted gaze.

Mo Ren'an rolled his eyes, "You still have to grasp the right position. The second game is a bit tricky. The opponents are Sanjay and Rakiput of the Indian Air Force, who are on the list of the intelligence services of Tieba Air Force."

"I know a little." Zhu Wei's expression became solemn, "They all have rich practical experience and should not be underestimated."

Li Zhan did not give in and said solemnly, "Well, it's a bit difficult, but it can be overcome."

The final selection of Zhu Wei and Li Zhan’s partner was carefully considered. First of all, Zhu Wei had some practical experience, secondly, Zhu Wei had more quasi-aircraft models, and finally because Zhu Wei and Li Zhan’s partner had the most tacit understanding. When he was in Beiku, although Zhu Wei was driving the J-8fr tactical reconnaissance aircraft, he also had a lot of experience in using fighter jets. Moreover, when Li Zhan drove the J-8fr tactical reconnaissance aircraft, he had many very successful cooperation battles with Zhu Wei.

Therefore, the combination of Li and Zhu is the most perfect at present.

"The third game is to compete for the championship, of course, the premise is that you have to defeat Japan and India to win the first place in the group to get the chance to compete for the championship." Mo Ren'an said.

It is a very simple group match, and it is a designated group. For example, the Vietnam Air Force can only be an audience in the afternoon and not even qualified to participate. In the end, only nine countries were qualified to participate, including China, the United States, Britain, France, Germany, Russia, Japan, India, Italy, and even Spain.

South Korea? They are a great power in the universe. Your Earth’s game cannot be seen!

Li Zhan said to Mo Ren'an, "Captain, I have the confidence and determination to qualify for the championship, and the championship must be us!"

I don’t know why Mo Ren’an thought Li Zhan was not talking big!

I don’t know why I remembered the Chinese national football team... Oh, I’ll be a personal one and won’t mention these things anymore...
Chapter completed!