Dragoon fighter

The house leaked and it rained all night, so the losses were huge.

"Tom"'s eyes turned red on the spot.

Death is so close, even in Libya I have never encountered such danger.

That brat!

It's so arrogant and disgusting!

After being hit one after another, "Tom" was aroused with violent ferocity. He completely let go and piloted the fighter to engage in head-on tactics, hitting the forward-swept fighter again and again.

Barrages crisscrossed the sky, and the two fighter jets launched a decisive battle.

Most of the functions of the single vertical tail have been lost. Although the fighter can no longer make many tactical maneuvers, the experienced "Tom" knows what kind of operations can barely compensate for some of the aircraft's performance, but after all, it is more time-consuming than leaving it intact. Effortless.

At this time, "Tom" had already consumed most of his energy. Whether it was extreme climbing or diving to escape, he consumed a lot of energy and energy.

The X-1 forward-swept wing fighter is like a maggot attached to a bone, finally showing its most ferocious side.

Air cannon, or air cannon.

Fiery snakes shot out one after another, causing the ef2000 "Typhoon" to scurry amid the hail of bullets. The super maneuverability of the forward-swept wing fighter was really an advantage in this kind of close-quarters combat.

The X-1 using a custom firing mode does not waste too much ammunition, which fully meets Lin Mo's needs for precise aerial cannon.

This unique lighting setting has not only been applied to Lin Mo’s former J-10, the current J-18 and "Monster", but also to future mass production models such as the J-14 and J-20. For Shen For Hefei and Chengfei, it does not require too complicated improvements and can meet the needs of pilots in different combat modes.

Lin Mo was not willing to use up the short-range air-to-air combat missiles under the wing. This opponent was obviously a poor man now. Even if he killed the opponent, he would only get 20 points for shooting down. At best, he could only earn some gas money.

It is really not cost-effective to use missiles. The cheapest short-range air-to-air combat missile costs 5 points. How could Lin Mo waste missiles on this poor guy and just use some cheap aircraft cannon bullets to greet the opponent.

In addition to redeeming the points Lin Mo won for necessary supplies such as ammunition and fuel, the right to use them was almost entirely owned by the state. Even if the defense star wanted to exchange for something, he had to apply to the military. After approval, some skills and equipment can be redeemed when Lin Mo is promoted to the mid-level group.

These are the rights and obligations in exchange for free sponsorship. Everyone gets what they need.

There is no free lunch in the world. If Lin Mo hadn't been able to win precious "Abyss Nirvana" points, the military wouldn't have wasted precious resources on Lin Mo at will.

"Go to hell!"

"Tom" stared at the forward-swept fighter and pressed the launch button of the already activated short-range air-to-air combat missile.

The close-range combat bomb that had accumulated all his resentment under the wing was shot out with a faint white smoke, and headed straight towards Lin Mo's X-1 forward-swept wing fighter.

He has seen that the other party is not willing to waste precious missiles on him, but only wants to use aircraft cannons to deal with him.

Rao is so. The opponent's extremely precise aircraft cannon attack skills left him in a hurry. He was not a kamikaze, and he was not willing to die before launching his attack. He had to use all his strength to avoid the geometric angle of the opponent's aircraft cannon attack.

The ef2000 "Typhoon" with its statically unstable aerodynamic design kept maintaining strange maneuvers in the sky. However, Lin Mo, who was also very familiar with and understood this aerodynamic design, gradually closed his clutches.

The close-range combat missile fired by the opponent did not pose any threat to the X-1 forward-swept wing fighter. After a slight roll of the wing, the close-range combat missile was successfully detonated. The shrapnel detonated by the proximity explosion engine was unable to break through even the Liubo Tianhua array on the surface of the X-1 forward-swept fighter.

A completely meaningless attack, not even a threat.

"Tom" gasped, and the other party shook the wings indifferently. The short-range combat missile was detonated one hundred meters away from the five o'clock position of the aircraft.

The opponent's body was intact.

And this is the result of the guidance assisted by its own external lidar. The opponent can easily escape from the limited attack geometry angle of the ef2000 "Typhoon", and it may not be able to guide accurately at all.

I still have one missile left, what should I do?

The designed range of the close-range combat bomb is 10 kilometers, but it is good to be able to reach 8 kilometers in actual combat. For supersonic fighter jets, the distance of 8 kilometers is almost a matter of seconds.

Such an opponent is really too difficult to deal with.

A series of bangs like rain hitting banana trees brought "Tom" back to his senses.

A series of ferocious bullets directly hit the "Typhoon" fuselage, and "Tom" in the cockpit was violently shaken. It was almost smashed to pieces. Countless metal fragments were flying outside the cockpit. The fire immediately illuminated the entire cockpit. A terrible crack extended from the rear and rear of the cabin to the front, almost penetrating the entire cockpit.

The joystick completely lost feedback in an instant, and most of the signal lights went out at the same time. The body is out of control.

The entire "Typhoon" was beaten into two pieces in mid-air. The air knights fought and killed each other with one hit. The victory or defeat was often determined within a second or two.

"Tom" had another brush with death, his expression changed drastically, and he grabbed the bomb switch without hesitation.

Lady luck cannot bless herself again and again.

With only one air-to-air missile and some aircraft cannon bullets left, it can be said that "Tom" has long since lost the capital to compete with Lin Mo. It will be defeated sooner or later, but "Tom" still did not find a chance to regain the situation in the end.

A driver's seat and a cracked canopy ejected at high speed from the broken front half of the fuselage. "Tom" felt that his head was hit hard by something, and the glass fiber reinforced plastic helmet was splashed when it was ejected. The debris opened a gash.

It's over now. The loss of this special version of the ef2000 "Typhoon" will definitely make me kicked out of the Royal Air Force and eliminated in the rookie group. It is simply too embarrassing. Maybe I will become the shame of the Royal Air Force and be nailed forever. On the pillar of shame.

If eyes could be turned into laser weapons, I am afraid that Lin Mo and his fighter jets would have been shot down from the sky countless times by "Tom".

A ball of flame burst out from the two bodies one after another. The ammunition exploded, the fuel was ignited, and exploded into two fireballs in mid-air. The bomb seat was almost carried by the huge fireball and rose up to a distance of tens of meters, and then began Falling.

The ejection seat was detached, and a white umbrella flower bloomed in the sky.

"Damn you bastard, I curse you to hell."

"Tom", who was hanging under the parachute, struggled to get his self-defense pistol, intending to take a few shots at the forward-swept wing fighter that was circling the parachute and seemed to be showing off.

If you're lucky enough, you might be able to knock that kid out of the sky.

"Tom" was really annoyed by this "No. 13".

Just as he had time to take out the pilot's standard self-defense pistol, the parachute suddenly shook. "Tom" looked up and was stunned on the spot.

The parachute was still not spared. It caught fire. The wind helped the fire. The fire on the synthetic fiber parachute cloth became more and more intense. It was 80% that it had been touched by burning pieces of the aircraft body.

"Poor baby!"

Lin Mo, who was sitting in the cockpit, shook his head and had no intention of going to the rescue.

Rescue? !Lin Mo can only turn his wings to cut the opponent in half.

Through the light mirror technique, Lin Mo had already seen that the unwilling guy was trying to shoot him with a pistol.

The uncle is responsible for killing and not burying!

x-1 Gu Zi returned to Damascus Air Force Base.

"Hey! A poor guy!"

Lin Mo found out in the mission center that he had just gained points, which were only 20 basic points. The other party had no points left at all. It was clear that he was deliberately targeting him in a desperate fight.

Now Lin Mo's ranking has reached 65th in the Zhengfu Army camp list, 111th in the overall list, with 3 kills, and he has successfully been promoted to the seventh level of the preliminary level.

As long as he defeats two more opponents, Lin Mo can successfully squeeze out of the mid-level ace group, and his sponsors can use their points to exchange for what they want.

"What's wrong?"

Sally flipped up her hair under her scarf and stood beside Lin Mo like a little bird.

"20 points! The other party is sincerely fighting me to the death."

Lin Mo raised his head and looked at the ranking list. The column of the British guy's name turned gray and was marked with a death symbol. At such a high altitude, the parachute was still lit. Even if a rhinoceros fell, it would become Meat puree.

Lin Mo still remembered the height when he shot down the opponent, which was about 5,400 meters. The British guy had lost another ace, and he was probably jumping around in some corner at the moment.

Needless to say, what Lin Mo did in the Aleppo Air Force Base of the Japanese Army was enough to give the other side countless reasons to deliberately target Lin Mo.

Then let your horse come over!

Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his mind racing. After a while, he turned to look at Sally, who was standing quietly beside him, and said, "How much have you won from betting now?"

Sally held up two fingers.

"Twenty million?" Lin Mo's eyes were inquiring.

The Persian girl shook her head.

"Two billion?"

Sally still shook her head like a wavy drum, her eyes clearly filled with resentment. What was she blaming? She obviously felt that Lin Mo was teasing her.

Before Lin Mo could speak again, Sally released the answer in advance: "Twenty-one hundred and eleven million U.S. dollars."

"If you don't want to save some money, why don't you save the capital first?"

These 200 million yuan came so easily. Lin Mo couldn't help but feel angry. He was really not good at making money. In just a short time, this Afghan girl who liked to stick to her had accumulated such a large fortune.

Even though I worked hard, I didn't earn as much as the other person. If I had known better, I might as well have roped in Sally as the "monster's" sponsor. This little girl must be absolutely willing.

"No!" Sally looked at Lin Mo firmly.

ps: Asking for monthly tickets. (To be continued)rq