split sky ride

Chapter 318 - Tactical Keys
Bang! ~
Except for Chen Fei, who was in the state of man-machine integration, no one heard the muffled sound of the heavy collision between the light magic shield covering the 211 plane and the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 that bumped into it.

"Yes, spell shield?"

The deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Irini Lucius who was the closest to witness the light dissipate was talking to herself in amazement.

In battle, various situations change rapidly, and even the most experienced old pilots cannot prevent accidents from happening.

What happens is what happens, this is fate, you have to admit it!
"Spell shield?"

"Sauerkraut" Tempon Schneider on the back seat of aircraft 212 stared straight.

"'Sauerkraut', don't be dumbfounded!"

"Devil Pepper" Irini Lucius in the front seat noticed the abnormality of the fire controller in the back seat, hurriedly urged, and released a missile, forcing away a mutant who was trying to rush over to pick up a bargain.

The missile chased after it, and the pseudo-dragon FA-143's ability to deal with combat bombs was almost zero, basically relying on instinct and the maneuverability of flapping wings.

boom! ~
The fireball exploded, and the fake flying dragon FA-143 failed to escape. After being swallowed up by the flames, it fell to the ground in pieces.

"'Peanut Butter', don't worry about bumping into it. 'Rookie' is a gold-type superpower. With him, Unit 211 is not as fragile as you imagined, not to mention there is Xiaojiu here. Did you see it? It was a light-type powerhouse just now. Spell shield."

The delicate "Devil Pepper" Irini Lucius immediately reminded Chekov of the current advantages of the squadron leader.

Gold-type abilities + light-type monsters, double insurance plus body, isn't this a flying tank?
"what?"

Chekov was stunned, and he still had this kind of coquettish operation.

"So, go! Big bear!"

Chen Fei patted the back of the front seat.

"I'm not a big bear."

The big bear is still stubborn.

"Peanut Butter" is an ancestral call sign. In fact, almost everyone thinks that "Big Bear" is the most suitable for this product. The whole person looks five big and three thick, and the bear is not just a living bear in human shape.

"Chirp!"

The little bird called out gloatingly.

"Devil Pepper" Irini Lucius reminded again: "The number of mutants is running out, end the battle as soon as possible!"

"Understood!" Chekov responded gruffly.

As the bear's fire controller, Chen Fei knew that this bear would be educated again.

The fire snakes criss-crossed in the sky, and the hunters and prey were repeatedly transposed. Generally speaking, the "True Fragrance" squadron firmly held the upper hand, but if they were careless, it was not impossible for them to be reversed and killed by these counterfeit flying dragons.

Despite the protection of Chen Fei, a gold-type supernatural being, and Xiaojiu, a pure light bird, Chekov still couldn't let go. During the fight, he kept a careful distance from the mutants he was fighting.

Just kidding, using a fighter jet to fly like a tank, this is a tactic of the gods and demons.

He would not dare to kill Chekov.

Chekov's big bear was naturally unwilling, but the mutant flying species didn't think so. Without any warning, all the pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 collectively abandoned their opponents and rushed towards him and Chen Fei together. The No. 211 machine.

"'Peanut Butter', watch out!"

"Squadron leader! Be careful, they're coming at you..."

Sure enough, he is a very cunning mutant who knows that it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt his ten fingers. Instead of being shot down slowly, it is better to finish his work in one battle and kill a "big mouth monster".

"I knew it!"

Chen Fei sighed.

Xiaojiu's light magic shield just now successfully attracted the attention of those mutants.

It has to be said that the mutants in the Kushi Mountains of Hindu have become more and more intelligent. They are not as stupid as before, they only know how to be beaten, and they can't even hide.

It is precisely because it is so easy to eliminate mutants that military contractors flock to various air bases. Owning an air base is equivalent to having a golden job, and asking for a stable meal from the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, unlike those who have a decent job There is no counterpart in the base, who sits and waits for the task to drop from the sky, and may be robbed by other colleagues, and the two sides make people's brains go crazy.

"'Rookie', sit still! And Xiaojiu, don't fly around..."

Chekov's big bear screamed and started the extreme flight. He controlled the "big mouth monster" and did his best. He rushed left and right under the double-team of the pseudo-dragon FA-143, and seemed to get rid of these mutant flying species. double-teaming.

Even wingman No. 212 was thrown far away.

However, those pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 seemed to be staring at aircraft 211, chasing it regardless.

"understood!"

Chen Fei responded feebly, this small overload is nothing to him at all, not to mention that in the state of man-machine integration can effectively avoid the momentum of the peak overload, this invisible kinetic energy is like a mass of soft mercury, Roll back and forth inside the body with the maneuvering attitude.

The little bird was shining brightly, and the palm-sized light spell shield protected him, but he still knew to add a buff to himself to protect his fragile body.

In fact, this was also the main reason why Chen Fei and Chekhov didn't want this little guy to get into the cockpit. Unexpectedly, the little guy thought of a way first.

However, as introduced in the previous intelligence, the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 is not even inferior to the turboprop "Big Mouth Monster" when it is accelerating at full speed.

Several pseudo flying dragons FA-143 surrounded machine 211 tightly, and they didn't care about collision at all, or in other words, they wanted to hit it at all.

The other pilots of the "True Fragrance" squadron had no better way. They couldn't use missiles and rocket pods. Lu Xius couldn't get close, and was forced away by these copycat flying dragons every time. The mutants were determined to take down the No. 211 machine of the big bear.

The combat aircraft made by human beings are completely insufficient to fight head-to-head in the sky, and all they can rely on are sharp offensive weapons.

"Ahhh! These bastards are crazy!"

Desperately pushing and pulling the joystick, and pushing the throttle pushrod to the bottom, Chekov continued to step on the rudder, trying to maintain the maneuvering energy needed for the body to dodge flexibly, wandering on the verge of stalling every time.

"Big Mouth Monster" is a statically stable turboprop. It is easy to recover from a stalled state. The easiest way is to let go of your hands and do nothing. The machine will naturally level off.

But at this juncture, stalling is tantamount to death. If those desperate mutant pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 hit the body casually.

It's too late, it's fast, boom!
It really came!
Visible vibrations were felt in the cockpit.

"It's over!" The big bear, who was struggling to twist the joystick into a walking stick, yelled hoarsely. He was startled, and shouted in horror, "'Rookie', don't shoot, don't shoot!"

The ejection was successively forward, and Chen Fei couldn't eject it, and he couldn't eject it. Designs such as simultaneous ejection and automatic ejection had a high failure rate on the "Big Mouth Monster", so they were not adopted.

The outside is full of crazy mutants, wishing to tear machine 211 to shreds, ejecting it now is equivalent to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, as long as it takes a sip, it will soon become "Ollie!" (poo)"

If it can get rid of the siege of those mutants before ejecting, maybe there will be a glimmer of life.

"understood!"

Chen Fei was still alive, and the body was obviously intact, but this big bear kept yelling like crazy.

let's go!

Unit 211 suddenly raised its nose and climbed vertically.

"Ahhh! Out of control!"

Chekhov's tenor catches up with "Broken Tiles".

A fake flying dragon FA-143 directly above was unable to dodge, and was directly hit, and the entire cockpit cover was covered with blood.

The No. 211 machine turned into a sky-swapping monkey without losing momentum, and continued to climb without reducing its speed at all.

After the scene of a large air crash, this thing is so fucking unscientific.

"Gravity adjustment module, 5%"

The current thrust-to-weight ratio of the PT6A series engine... whoever smashed the calculator.

"what………………………………"

Chekhov's lung capacity is really amazing, and he hasn't stopped for 1 minutes.

There was a complete silence in the communication channel.

Chen Fei pressed a button casually, and machine 211 laid an "egg".

The 500-pound bomb broke away from the hanging point of the central axis, followed it up more than ten meters, and then began to turn around and fall.

The unwilling pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 flapped their wings vigorously, and followed closely below, one of them opened its mouth wide... and the bomb directly entered through its throat.

belch! ~
The mutant belched contentedly.

In the next second, violent flames burst out from its body, instantly engulfing all its companions.

The high-altitude airflow swept away the blood and water sticking to the surface of the cockpit cover and the fuselage, and the three-proof coating did not allow these sticky things to remain.

On the ground, a pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 with broken wings fell from the sky weakly, fell down, twisted its neck, and the wailing sound became weaker and weaker.

Boom! ~
A thick and long electric dragon flashed inside the gloomy clouds, spreading across several kilometers in an instant, forming a strange and dense tree-like pattern.

The turbid raindrops the size of soybeans poured down on the sky and covered the ground. The torrential rain had arrived, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in rain.

The No. 211 aircraft, which continued to climb vertically, did not reach the thick rain cloud, and lightly leveled off, maintaining a spiral trajectory and slowly lowering its altitude. The "Big Mouth Monsters" of the "Zhenxiang" Squadron followed up one after another. Re-formed the oblique formation.

"What happened just now?"

Chekov, whose heart was pounding wildly like a wild boar, was panting heavily. He had lost control of aircraft No. 211, completely let go of his hand, and allowed the aircraft to maintain a hovering downward posture.

You can know without guessing that this is definitely not a miracle, but that the "rookie" behind is operating this "big mouth monster".
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(End of this chapter)