This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 470: The Eagle Strikes the Sky

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Night sky.

The flames of the cannon continued to roar.

Although more than half of the casualties have been lost and the battle on the ground has ended, the Falcon Kingdom's First Flying Squadron has no intention of retreating.

Grinding his teeth and staring at the remaining five Mosquitoes, Akante's eyes flashed with flames of hatred, and he pressed the cannon and let out a roar.

"Go to hell!!"

The task is no longer important.

There is only one thing I want to do at this moment, and that is to send the pilot on the opposite side to hell!

I want to avenge my dead comrades!

The locked aircraft was rolling and maneuvering in the air, and the orange tracer was almost grazing the cabin cover.

Looking at the enemy plane that was pulling up and turning, Arcant let out a tsk sound, raised the control stick with force, pulled up the nose of the plane and chased after it.

I am a cunning mosquito!

His index finger pressed on the intercom on his shoulder, and Akante shouted in a deep voice.

"Leave that shark-headed plane to you, and you can take care of the rest!"

The communication channel requires a reply.

"Received!"

Coincidentally, the guy bitten was really called a mosquito.

Mosquito, who was sitting in the cabin, cursed and quickly looked back at the "Eagle" that was chasing behind him. The same person who was pulling up fiercely hit the left rudder and asked for a hundred on the Z axis. Eighty degree roll.

The huge gravitational acceleration tears every cell in the body, making the originally dark night sky even more black.

But everything for me is just a short moment.

After successfully completing a nearly 180-degree turn in the air, it passed tangent to the plane that was pursuing it diagonally behind!

And it didn’t disintegrate in time!

"...Damn it, give me a try!"

Looking at the silhouettes passing quickly outside the cabin, the mosquitoes breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down their racing hearts, seizing my hard-won opportunity and preparing to bite back.

My guy has two brushes!

But——

Zai is not just messing around.

"There are 36 rounds left in the reserve...I only have one chance!"

A quick glance at the updated tasks on the VM screen, Mosquito

Zi stretched out his index finger to close the window, then turned on the airborne radio and shouted.

"Attention, all teammates! Your mission has been completed! The headquarters has asked you to choose an opportunity to return based on the situation, but we annoying mosquitoes - bah, we flies obviously don't intend to let us leave!"

Zai grinned and clenched the joystick with both hands.

"What a coincidence, I happen to be not the kind of coward who runs away with his tail between his legs!"

"Follow you——"

"Destroy us!"

A messy reply was sent through the communication channel.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Come on!"

"Follow us!!!"

The tactical strategy changed from procrastination to "one for one". The alliance's aircraft offensive suddenly became aggressive.

Arcante felt a little bit in trouble, but he was also a little lucky in his heart.

There is not much fuel in the tank, and there are less than fifty bullets left... My cat and mouse game is finally coming to an end.

However, just when I was there, the voice of the ground command suddenly came through the communication channel.

"...The Heart of Steel is moving due north. Your mission is over. Return to the frontline airport immediately before entering the range of the Heart of Steel!"

Heart of Steel? !

Arkant was shocked.

Having participated in the Battle of the City of Plenty, Zai knows that guy's anti-air capabilities better than anyone else. The firepower net generated by a salvo can even form an airtight curtain wall in the air.

Looking at the small plane dodging left and right in front of him, he gritted his teeth, replied "Roger", and then switched to the team channel.

"...Attention all units, the Heart of Steel is being transferred and deployed. You have the last five minutes to return and return immediately after five minutes!"

Almost as soon as Zai finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the clouds in the distance.

A three-engine transport plane suddenly broke into the battlefield.

At first Arcante thought he was wrong.

After all, fighter jets sometimes fight, so how dare a transport plane join in the fun?

However, I soon discovered that I was not wrong.

The aircraft in question is the Alliance's H-1 "Dragonfly", and like its aircraft in the Alliance, it has some gaudy and strange graphics printed on its fuselage.

Seeing that the plane was not carrying weapons, the Akante soldiers were not in a hurry to shoot it down. They just glanced at the screen of the airborne radar, and then

ordered in the communication channel.

"...Geleda-1, Gelada-2, go and see what's going on with that plane."

Since it is a non-combatant force.

Maybe it can be captured and taken back.

With Arcante's order, the two "Eagles" immediately left the battlefield and moved towards the weird transport plane.

Seeing the plane as well, a look of surprise appeared on Mosquito's face.

What's going on?

Hasn’t the transport formation already returned? Why did it come back again?

It would be fine if I wanted a gunship, but what I wanted was a regular model that could carry weapons when not in use.

Mosquito subconsciously glanced at the VM tied to his right leg. There was no new mission, not to mention the information about our aircraft.

Because my transport plane suddenly broke into the battlefield, both sides of the exchange of fire invariably fell into a brief hesitation.

Arkant waited for his teammates' answer.

I heard a voice requesting "Manticore-1" from the communication channel.

"...Captain, that plane is a bit weird."

Arcante was slightly startled and asked immediately.

"What did you see."

After a brief pause, the communication channel asked for answers from his teammates.

"There seems to be no one in the cockpit."

"No time person?!" Akante was stunned.

Is it a drone? !

The Alliance is a drone, but this is the first time I have seen this type of drone.

The pilot continued to report.

"Yes...the main and co-pilot seats are empty. There seems to be something growing on the rudder. You and I can't see clearly. We need to get closer."

Arkant said alertly.

"Be careful."

"Received!"

Two "Eagle"s flew on the left and right sides of the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft.

One of the Eagle fighter jets, codenamed "Manticore-1", approached the nose of the "Dragonfly", and its wingtips even touched the cockpit.

Switching the airborne radio to a similar band, the pilot shouted towards my Dragonfly.

"I am the first flying squadron of the Falcon Kingdom. You have been hijacked by you. Please follow your guidance."

"If you refuse, you will be shot down."

There was a roar of electricity in the communication channel, and there was no response.

The pilot frowned.

The pitch-black cabin cover always made Zai feel a little uneasy.

Just when he was about to get closer, a ray of soft moonlight happened to pass through the clouds and shine on the dark hatch cover.

The moment he saw the situation inside, he was stunned.

Scarlet traces filled the entire cab.

Not just the rudder——

The entire console is filled with an unknown block.

"Damn..." I couldn't help but cursed.

What am I? !

Having grown up in Oasis No. 2, I have never seen a mutant slime mold, and I only felt a hint of instinctive fear from the ferocious scarlet color.

I subconsciously tilted the rudder to the left, trying to stay away from this disgusting guy like me, but just when I had a change, something suddenly happened.

The cabin glass exploded into countless pieces in an instant, and two whip-like tentacles shot out like cannonballs, slamming towards Zai and another teammate's cockpit.

"Ah——!"

The severe pain made Zai let out a cry of pain.

Looking in horror at the scarlet tentacles that penetrated his chest, and watching countless tiny lines burrowing into his wounds and blood vessels like countless earthworms...

The body has lost control.

An electric numbness occupies every cell in the body.

And just when I was there, a long murmur like a siren came from the communication channel, poured into Zai's ears, and soaked into Zai's soul.

"Err——"

The tentacles connecting the cabins were cut off by the roaring airflow.

The "Eagle" attached next to the "Dragonfly" tilted its fuselage, like a baby that had its umbilical cord cut and separated from its mother's body.

And the whispers echoing in the communication channels are still continuing, like the whispers of the devil.

Amid those murmurs, the pilot, who was sitting blankly in the driver's seat, gradually lost his eyesight and drooped his head. No matter how much the captain shouted, he was still unconscious.

"...Zi Zi..."

"...Gelada-1, what's going on over there! You saw a hole in your hatch! Report your situation immediately!"

"...Zi Zi..."

The abnormality lasted for nearly half a minute.

The messy sounds continued to fill my ears.

The drooping head suddenly lifted up, and the pupils that had lost their vitality were now covered with bloodshot eyes and turned into scarlet.

Looking straight at the night sky due north.

The whispering in my ears gradually became clear.

‘Go and help——’

‘That’s your father. ’

Father?

‘Yes, it’s dangerous. ’

Danger...

The scarlet pupils were stained with bloodthirsty, and the dry lips opened and closed, responding to the murmurings concisely and concisely.

"Yes..."

The sudden change stunned everyone at the time.

Either the Alliance, or the Falcon pilots.

Staring at the two Eagles in the distance that suddenly lost control, Arcant shouted loudly at the radio.

"Gelada-1! Gelada-2! Please answer when you hear it! If you are still alive, please answer when you hear it--fuck! Damn it!"

Hang up the communication ruthlessly, the anger burning in Zai's eyes became even more intense.

Two more——

I don’t know what despicable means the alliance used, but I only saw something that seemed to hit the two planes.

Maybe the driver pulled out an automatic rifle or something.

But whatever it is, it doesn't matter anymore.

That guy refused our well-meaning persuasion to surrender!

There is only one thing Arcante wants to do at this moment, and that is revenge!

"Shoot it down! Shoot down that transport plane for you!"

An equally angry reply came through the communication channel.

"Yes!"

An "Eagle" fighter jet gave up the "Mosquito" that was already smoking black smoke, and rushed straight towards the transport plane.

"Go to hell!"

The pilot in the cockpit angrily pressed the fire button, and the cannon at the front of the fuselage immediately sprayed out raging tongues of flame.

The tracer hit the left wing of the transport plane. Black smoke emitted from the engine on the wing, and the plane began to slow down and slide downward.

The "Eagle" reduced its speed, preparing to give its right engine a lift.

However, just as I was there, the change happened again.

The previously out-of-control "Manticore-2" suddenly pulled up its nose and made a gesture in the air

Unbelievably, it rolled 180 degrees and pointed the nose of the aircraft at the stunned teammates.

It’s too late to speed up again——

A moment of hesitation made it impossible to press the fire button.

However, the "teammates" who were here did not hesitate at all.

Almost the moment the noses of the planes met, thick and long tongues of flame spewed out from the front of the propeller.

"Ye——!"

Amidst the roar of the cannon, the "Eagle" chasing the "Dragonfly" was instantly blown away by its propeller, cockpit and fuel tank. In a moment, it turned into a burning fireball in the air.

Not even a chance to skydive...

Arkant stared at the flames in stunned silence, and then at the "Manticore-2" that suddenly opened fire on friendly forces.

Unable to understand.

What happened.

The mosquito that was chasing after the **** bitten was also shocked, and stared dumbfounded at the "little fly" that suddenly turned its gun and hit the friendly troops.

What surprised Zai was not that the guy suddenly rebelled.

But the 180-degree sharp turn just now——

"Holy shit! Immelman's maneuver?!"

The two "Eagles" parted ways, one galloping towards the north, and the other heading straight towards the chaotic battlefield.

Just when Mosquito was stunned, a call for his teammates came from the communication channel.

Guigui: "Boss, do you want to shoot it down?"

Mosquito said quickly.

"Don't do it yet! The enemy of your enemy is your friend!"

Guigui: "Well, I'm firing at you and read it!!!"

Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and shouted with an idea.

"Sacrifice yourself and rush into the enemy fleet!"

Guigui: "???"

Although he was surprised that the commander of the regiment was not a good person, the little player named Gui Gui subconsciously turned the rudder, and while doing roller maneuvers to avoid the incoming cannons, he rushed into the hinterland of the enemy aircraft group, and I got in the moment I got close to the clouds.

The "Eagle" that attacks without distinguishing between the enemy and you has caused great trouble to the Falcon Kingdom's flight formation.

Because the sky was pitch black, it was impossible to see the serial number. It was difficult to identify our aircraft, which had almost the same shape and paint as ours.

Especially when three or more "Eagle"s bite each other, sometimes it is impossible to tell which one is the traitor.

Unless we distance ourselves and regroup...

Arcante's palms were sweating, and his eyes were darting around nervously, scanning the surrounding planes that were jumping up and down and firing.

Nowadays, everyone looks like a kid.

Thinking of the Heart of Steel that was advancing north, Arcante gritted his teeth and took one last look at the mosquito that had slipped away from under the cannon.

"Consider you lucky..."

I squeezed out a sentence through my teeth, then reached out and pressed the intercom hanging on my shoulder.

"Retreat!"

Throwing down two smoking planes again, the Falcon Kingdom's flight formation began to return towards the frontline airport. As for the "out of control" Eagle, they did not choose to pursue it, but were sliding towards it. The transport plane on the ground gave chase.

Mosquito counted the planes on the opposite side and found that there were about fourteen planes left in sight, while only the last two were left on our side.

My battle loss ratio is too touching.

Puffing heavily, Guigui asked in the communication channel.

"Boss...do you want to chase me?"

When Mosquito pulled the trigger on the joystick, there was no movement except for the clicking friction. The only bullets left in the magazine had been empty in the previous dog fight.

Winning or losing can only be left to next time.

"You are lucky..."

As long as I put a pistol in the cockpit, I won't let the guy escape.

Spitting in the direction of the enemy plane's retreat, Mosquito raised his arm, wiped his mouth, and yelled in the communication channel.

"Attention all units! The enemy plane fled with its tail between its legs! Victory is yours!"

"Go home!"

The muzzle velocity of my new cannon still suffers a bit.

I will change it when I get back.

"Ouch!!" Guigui, who was slumped in his seat, unbuttoned his pilot's hat for fear of embarrassment to the corps commander, and weakly cooperated.

No way.

Everyone died.

There are only two people left in the entire team. If she doesn’t speak, no one will speak...

……

The winner on the ground and in the sky has been decided, but the battle between "Ling Yun" and "Saber" is not over yet.

The tail flames of the engines flickered in and out of the sky, like meteors twining in parallel, and each intersection of flashes would produce deadly tracers.

Two jets for you

You are required to fight for the fleeting shooting window on the ground, using the most "primitive" fighting in the relative displacement of nearly two kilometers per second.

"Damn... the dog plan is targeting me again!"

Looking at the "flame" chasing after him, Luo Yu gritted his teeth and glanced at the fuel level indicator that had already fallen below the warning line.

We fought all the way from the north of Oasis No. 3 to the Golden Lizard Kingdom - the southernmost part of Oasis No. 8. Our position was not only beyond the communication range, but even beyond the combat radius.

However, the issue we are considering at this moment is no longer whether we can return home smoothly.

As long as the only "Saber" deployed in Luoxia Province can be eliminated, the alliance will hope to completely gain air supremacy in Luoxia Province!

Although the chance is slim, it is not impossible.

Cut to the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane. Looking at the enemy plane quickly approaching the sight mark, Luo Yu calmly pressed the fire button.

The cannon spits out tongues of flame.

With a slight tremor, a string of flashing tracers rushed towards the "Saber".

I was about to turn the plane into a piece of scrap metal, but I missed it just a little bit and was dodged sideways.

"Blank!"

After cursing in a low voice, Luo Yu's brows twitched fiercely, and he turned the rudder hard to look for the next shooting window.

However, the "Saber" seemed to have a premonition of what it was going to do. With its high maneuverability, it flexibly cut into Zai's rear hemisphere, and fired a series of cannon fire in response to the previous round of strafing. .

Almost instinctively, he made an evasive maneuver. Looking at the tracers passing by, Luo Yu felt a cold sweat on his back.

As the opponent gradually adapted to his tactics, he finally began to feel a little bit of difficulty.

To be honest, I am not very good at dog fighting at extreme distances.

In reality, the air forces of various countries have already evolved to the stage of "beyond visual range combat" in the confrontation between spears and shields. Dog fights at supersonic speeds are "almost unlikely" to happen, after all, the speed of the cannon's discharge Generally, it's Mach 2.8~5. If you move farther away, the bullet might not reach the plane.

Except for the most extreme circumstances.

For example, the scale of the war has expanded to a global scale, and the industrial chains of various countries have been seriously affected due to bombing, mobilization and other reasons. High-precision weapons cannot be stably supplied, and guidance is not as good as large quantities and sufficient control...

At that point, let alone a supersonic fighter, the infantry might even have to fight with bayonets.

Therefore, machine gun shooting at air targets only accounts for a small part of the training subjects at that time, just to deal with the most extreme situations.

If it weren't for "Wasteland OL", I wouldn't necessarily practice my stuff in particular.

Luo Yu can clearly feel the opponent’s tactical experience and flying skills

The technical skills are not very outstanding, but the operation of the machine gun is extremely proficient.

It's more than that.

That person is probably an awakened person like me, and the direction of strengthening is probably the reflex nerves and visual nerves, and the "level" is probably not lower than myself!

If you want to win this battle, you must use every bullet and even every liter of fuel carefully...

Calming down the restless blood in his veins, Luo Yu re-conceived his battle ideas in his mind.

The scissor maneuver has been learned by the opponent.

But my grandson probably hasn’t seen Shi Yi Zhao yet...

Take a deep breath, glance at the "Saber" clenched on the left rear, and put his right hand on the throttle.

Just when he was about to take a surprise, a black dot suddenly appeared in the airspace directly in front of him.

Falcon?

Luo Yu's expression changed slightly.

Although propeller planes are as slow as a turtle in front of jets, the cannon hanging behind the propeller is not just a decoration.

Even if you can't hit Zai, you can still sweep the shuttle to seal Zai's position and interfere with Zai's flight path. And in our kind of evenly matched duel, any mistake would be fatal to the opponent.

The mobility that is supposed to be there is at a disadvantage...

At the same time, he also caught a glimpse of the little fly, and a smile of surprise appeared on Yukar's tense face.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

Even if I help a dog, I still have a sharp eye and know how to help myself by sharing a plane. Although it is a bit redundant to say it to myself, I am still quite satisfied with my filial piety.

"Give me a shuttle! Hit the right wing! Now!"

I seem to see the goddess of victory waving to me.

However——

Something unexpected happened to both of them.

I saw that the "Eagle" did not always aim its nose at the "Ling Yun", but at the "Saber" that was biting the rear hemisphere of the "Ling Yun"!

"Scared——!"

Thick and long

The flames sprayed out, and the twin 20mm cannons weaved a large net in the air with tracers, and hit the "Saber" head on.

Everything happened in an instant.

It was a surprise.

"Fuck! Do you have eyes?!"

Feeling frightened and angry, Yukar cursed angrily, barely dodging the bullets fired at him, and completely losing the shooting window that he had already obtained.

Relative speed of nearly Mach 7.

Being hit by that shuttle was enough to send Zai away!

To this day, I am still imagining that the Falcon might have misjudged the target after dark. When I got back to the airport, I was asked to give me two big ear scrapers for something without eyes.

However, it is a pity that the falcon did not pick the wrong target. It flew all the way just to send Zai away.

The shuttle didn't even listen and bit into Zai's ass.

"Damn it! Ceasefire! I am a friendly force!"

Yukal roared angrily on the airborne radio, trying to wake up the other side.

What they didn't know was that the cockpit of the Falcon was covered with slime mold, and the pilot who was fixed to the seat had turned into a puppet at his mercy.

The avant-garde jet aircraft not far away had completed a 180-degree roll during its vertical climb.

Youkar's pupils suddenly shrank.

The moment his eyes met the cockpit, Zai's heart seemed to stop beating.

"...grass."

As soon as the words came to his mouth, hot metal shrapnel opened the cockpit.

Looking at the scrapped garbage in the sight, Luo Yu removed his index finger from the front trigger and slowly emptied the air held in his chest.

Teared off the respirator hanging from his mouth and hung it on the seat behind him.

An evenly matched confrontation cannot tolerate a single mistake.

Not to mention twice.

Falling from the sky with black smoke, the "Sabre" was like a lighter, sparking brilliant flames in the night sky behind it.

"Immelman maneuver...you only teach it once, I hope you see it clearly."

But even if I see it clearly, I will probably never have the chance to learn it in my life.

After "single-brushing" our awesome BOSS, Luo Yu's lips unconsciously turned up into a smile. Although I don’t know that

Why does flying the "Falcon" help yourself, but if you win, you win.

It doesn't matter even if the Falcon comes back to its senses and wants to patch itself up, it can even be used to generously give my "credit" to that unknown friend.

The legion's sword only lasts one time.

But Ling Yun of the Alliance will be able to get another one next month.

The flames ejected from the engine were faltering, and the aircraft began to glide forward without power.

Luo Yu glanced at the fuel tank indicator.

The pointer stuck firmly below the 0 mark on the dial. The final sharp turn consumed the remaining fuel, and not a drop of the fuel tank was left.

I was thinking of just falling down with the plane and dying early.

But thinking about the bug that stuck the resurrection CD last time, I shuddered subconsciously, and my right hand still reached for the pull ring next to the seat.

There was a bang, and the steel bars on both sides of the seat broke, and they were ejected from the open hatch under the push of gunpowder.

Last time, Mosquito swore to Zai that he had installed an ejection seat for Lingyun, but Zai thought it was a joke.

I didn’t expect that I would actually get it...

At the same time, the Falcon not far away also ran out of fuel, slowly lost power, and the propeller began to rotate in the opposite direction.

The almost rotten pilot sat with his head hanging down in the middle of the cockpit covered with slime mold, his hands stuck to the control stick by the mold.

The rot seems to be getting worse.

The weak breath of life is like a candle swaying in the wind.

However, at this moment, Zai felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction from the depths of his spirit - as if his soul had been sublimated.

My short life has not been wasted.

After successfully completing the mission of Mother.

The last whisper of "Err" came from the earphones crooked on his neck. It was a whisper that only Shizai could understand.

‘You did a great job. ’

‘Sleep. ’

‘Your child. ’