Dragoon fighter

"Dragon-Slaying Sword!"

Lin Mo stretched out his hand as if to grab a weapon from the air.

Immediately afterwards, the Indian pilot was stunned. The "Fierce Dragon" aircraft behind Lin Mo suddenly bulged up, and then a giant sword appeared.

The moment it revealed its true form, the giant sword, which was nearly a person tall, seemed to be weightless and separated from the body. It defied gravity and floated in the air, moving quickly, and fell steadily into Lin Mo's hands.

The weight, size, and appearance are exactly the same as the super murderous weapon Lin Mo used.

"It's been a long time since I've wielded the Dragon-Slaying Sword. I hope I haven't forgotten the feeling of wielding a sword!" The Dragon-Slaying Sword evolved from the giant metal dragon and weighed several hundred kilograms. In Lin Mo's hand, it seemed like a feather on Lin Mo's face. It is full of nostalgia, but unfortunately in this world full of machine guns and cannons, there are almost no occasions to use it.

The glory of the dragon knight represents the supreme force flying in the sky.

"No, no, no, I surrender, I surrender! I am Major Larry, an American pilot. I demand the treatment of prisoners of war. The People's Liberation Army does not torture or kill prisoners. Hey! Man, I just did the test according to the orders from above. This is a It's unexpected, just pretend you haven't seen me. I can give you a lot of money, as much as you want, and I'll write you a check." The Indian pilot was so frightened by this magical scene that he softened. The gun in his hand was trembling and he couldn't hold it steady.

Is this still Chinese?

[Chinese] Do Chinese people have such technology?

When will the current technology reach this point?

The person standing in front of me cannot be an alien!

The self-proclaimed American pilot can no longer use the common sense in his brain to explain everything he sees, and has begun to suffer from mental deterioration.

Boom!~

Forced by Lin Mo's sudden strong momentum and sense of crisis, the pilot pulled the trigger again, although this was a futile waste of bullets.

The 9mm caliber pilot self-defense pistol is obviously not enough in front of the Dragon Sword that can almost be used as a shield.

Ding ding, the sound of gunfire could not cover up the clear and loud impact sound.

Just using a pistol to deal with the dragon knight is still far from enough.

"How come it wasn't an accident when launching the missile? Go to hell!~" Lin Molu smiled coldly and bloody, and the huge dragon-slaying sword drew several strange sword lights in front of him, knocking away the swords one by one. .

No matter how much money you give, the other party has already reached Lin Mo's limit. If he dares to show his sword to the dragon knight, he will be tired of life. It is never easy to get money from the old Americans, so Lin Mo will not be fooled.

People's Liberation Army? !

The last policy of preferential treatment of prisoners was decades ago. Even during the self-defense counterattack, they were not merciful to the Vietnamese little devils. To this day, the Vietnamese still say that the [Chinese] soldiers were too heavy and too cruel.

Another identity of his is that of a dragon knight of the Slan Empire's dragon knights. Once the empire dispatches the dragon knights, it will be a fight to the death.

How can decades of survival experience and habits in another world be erased so easily.

A sword, just a sword.

The fierce and unparalleled sword with light fighting energy directly crossed the space, and the sharp aura disappeared in a flash.

The Indian pilot standing a few steps away from Lin Mo was directly lifted away by the violent sword energy where the sword pointed.

Before the several broken bodies and splashing blood had time to hit the ground, they rushed directly into the wreckage of the "Glory" fighter jet that was emitting blazing flames and thick smoke.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword harvested lives for the first time in this war, and the unparalleled light battle energy instantly took away lives.

This is no different from Lin Mo's hasty and weak sword strike in the cosplay competition when he first came to this world. Even a giant dragon would flinch away from such a powerful sword strike.

Light! Not only gives life, it also takes away life.

The sky knights of the two worlds seemed to completely overlap at this moment.

Lin Mo took a few steps forward and picked up a bunch of silver hangtags from the ground.

This is a trophy deliberately kept by the Dragon Slayer Sword.

The text on the two small titanium steel squares confirmed Lin Mo's guess: "U.S. 1st Fighter Wing, Larry Henry Vincent, number: usaf1a8954615a, faith: Catholic, blood type: type A."

Not Indian, really American!~

Lin Mo sneered. The big countries suppressed each other, and the neighboring small countries also became victims. With a strong force in his hand, the titanium steel military card was slightly deformed.

With a slap on the dragon-slaying sword, the American titanium steel military plate disappeared, as if Larry Henry Vincent had never appeared in this world.

The dragon-slaying sword also quickly shrank and wrapped around Lin Mo's wrist.

The light battle energy energy was once again condensed in his hand, and the ball of light as big as the mouth of a bowl concentrated one third of Lin Mo's battle energy.

Blazing ball of fire!

By condensing and compressing the light battle energy to the extreme, and concentrating the energy to the extreme, using quantitative changes to qualitative changes, the light battle energy can also erupt with terrifying blazing energy that is not inferior to the fire element.

As soon as he threw it away, the flames of the burning "Glorious" fighter suddenly rose. The flames exploded with ten times the heat, roasting the surrounding plants to brown.

The evidence of killing an American pilot was completely destroyed, not even a drop of blood was left on the ground. Lin Mo didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

With the blazing ball of fire, the combustion efficiency was increased to a high-temperature flame like a steel furnace. No matter how much the Indians and Americans checked, they could not find the remains without even ashes.

It almost became Lin Mo's subconscious conditioned reflex to let the old American suffer the consequences.

Returning to the cockpit, he dug out the first aid kit, which contained dry food, candy bars, chocolate and water, as well as various emergency equipment.

After activating the beacon positioning device, Lin Mo drank mineral water and chocolate, played some music on his gold-coin watch, and sat comfortably on the grass, watching the flames destroying the corpses not far away while waiting for rescue.

There was a roar from the sky in the southeast. Lin Mo stood up and looked towards the sky. A palm-sized light bullet popped up in front of his eyes, gathering images from far away.

Unfortunately, it was not Pakistani fighter jets, but four Indian two-seat Su-30mkis. As if looking for something, they lowered their altitude and cruised.

Perhaps he saw the burning smoke column of "Glory" heading straight for this highland.

Oops, this is really bad.

Lin Mo looked at his "Fierce Dragon" and shook his head with a wry smile. He lacked tools and couldn't even remove the menstrual skin, let alone make temporary repairs on the battlefield.

Now the fun is great, waiting to be beaten.

Just as Lin Mo was looking for a place to hide, a slight roar came from the sky to the west.

"'Dragon Knight', it seems we are not too late, hahaha!"

"You also get shot down sometimes. It's so rare. Be good and uncle will take you home!"

"Hahahaha!~"

There was a burst of ridicule from Lin Mo's helmet, which almost made Lin Mo's nose crooked with anger. He could hear that the "Wild Wolf" team and the "Ghoul" team were coming. Finally, he didn't have to hide like a wild rabbit. Tibet.

"If you don't come, you'll have to collect the body for me!~" Lin Mo pressed the microphone on the side of his helmet and shouted loudly, feeling relieved that these guys finally arrived in time.

"Just wait, Dadi and Door God will arrive in half an hour. You have to rest for a while. If you want anything, tell us. It's okay to airdrop some snacks. You can also ask for a girl."

This guy is obviously the voice of "Chickenhouse"'s senior brother "Pheasant".

"Nothing else, let's airdrop you first."

Lin Mo is pointing his finger at Mai Mang. These guys are really good at adding insult to injury. If his fighter jets can still take off, you will cry.

"'Dragon Knight', I heard from the guy 'Rouzao' that your plane got stuck on the edge of the cliff. How did you get it out? It's not like you really summoned your dragon."

The ground-aiming optical lens "Pheasant" saw the "Fierce Dragon" fighter jet and Lin Mo parked on the high ground.

"It's very simple, just use some leverage principles and use stones to cushion it little by little." Lin Mo deliberately misled them, and his heart was jittery. This "pheasant" almost guessed half of the truth.

The method Lin Mo said is not impossible, but it is very complicated. There are rocks everywhere on the mountain. Lin Mo did not elaborate. Naturally, there is no way to tell whether what Lin Mo said is true or false. Moreover, there is no fantasy at this time. this.

"Stay well, let's get rid of these flies first." "Pheasant" didn't talk to Lin Mo any more, because the Indian fighter jet from the opposite side had already pounced on him.

The fighters from both sides started to fight as soon as they met. This was not a friendly visit where the friendship came first and the competition came second. It was definitely a fatal fight.

The FC-20 of the "Ghoul" team bore the brunt and faced it directly. The Sidewinder missiles under the wings opened left and right and fired four rounds.

After all, it was the Pakistanis who paid the bill, and it was to save their comrades, so why should they be so polite?

Win quickly and avoid accidents.

The three A-5s of the "Wild Wolf" team were outflanking them from the other direction, preparing to take advantage of the situation and fire their black guns.

Qing Yise was already a battle-hardened elite pilot from China, and in order to protect Lin Mo, he beat the four Su-30mkis into flight in two or three blows.

The A-5 formation skimming outside even managed to kill a Su-30mki. Now the Indians are going to feel heartbroken. The price of this new fighter is not cheap, and it was bought from Russia to tighten the belt and dominate Asia. equipment.

Due to the numerical advantage of the fleet, Pakistan's fighter jets can almost form a two-on-one situation, and the remaining three Su-30mkis can only turn around and flee.

"The 'Wild Wolf' team is patrolling in place, and the 'Ghoul' team is responsible for eliminating threats on the ground!"

The latest order from the "Boscat" command center was sent through the "Sabertooth Tiger" early warning aircraft's relay communication equipment.

No matter what, the safety of the [Chinese] volunteer pilot will always come first, not to mention he is a super ace.

Just as "Pheasant" said, an hour later four helicopter formations flew in from a distance. As soon as they landed, a dozen Pakistani special forces rushed to the surrounding high ground and set up sniper rifles to establish warning posts. ! .