My Empire

"Forcing away those dragons! Let them climb as high as possible!" After checking his fighter status, Oaken saw through the helmet a chaotic battlefield.

His plane is flexible and fast. He can easily enter the battlefield and pour his deadly ammunition on those dragons.

All the cannon shells equipped to the f-15 fighter are magic resonance shells, and the lethality of each shell can make a magic dragon suffer fatal injuries.

After lighting up the aim-120 missiles they carried, the f-15 fighters and f-16 fighters dispelled most of the demon air forces that attacked the Ailan Hill fleet, so that the opponents learned what is the real high-tech weapon.

"Climb and climb! There is a demon fighter behind you! That guy's speed is no different from climbing! I have aimed at him!" The wingman's voice came through the radio headset in the helmet, with a hint of relief.

Until now, the demon forces have caused little trouble to the Airenhill Air Force. The Alandhill ace pilots with advanced weapons and equipment have very rich experience in confronting the enemy.

"I'll take a turn! If he doesn't leave, you can kill him by firing!" Oak glanced at the rearview mirror on the side of the cockpit glass, and slightly saw the "Magic Change" behind him. "The Seismic Fighter has a faint smile on his face.

That fighter can indeed be said to be a real magic change. On the one hand, changing the seismoelectric fighter into a jet fighter is indeed a magic change; on the other hand, the other side uses a magic drive engine, which is indeed real. The magic change.

Regrettably, this kind of seismoelectric magic-modified fighter similar to a rocket jet is not equipped with any missiles, only the cannon is an imported product from Ailan Hill.

"He's still following you! The altitude is close to 5000! I locked him!" The voice of the wingman came, so that Post-Olanke could see a tracer looming in the rearview mirror.

He pulled his fighter jets, kept turning, and then saw the Ailan Hill battleship unit on the sea turning a clear white track.

While turning, Ailan Hill's battleship was still firing continuously, and he could also see the fire from the muzzle of those battleships, as well as the thick and huge magic bullets from the demon fleet in the distance.

"I turned back! You continue to climb! Behind me to cover me! I still have ammunition and fuel, I can find another magic dragon to fight!" Orange glanced at his remaining ammunition and fuel gauge. Start to find the target you want on the battlefield.

Today he has shot down 4 dragons. If you count the enemies killed by the missiles, he will have 13 records in one day today. Not all missiles can hit the target, even those targets are actually easy to hit.

The body looks relatively cumbersome, but in fact, the f-15 fighter's engine, which is very flexible flying in the sky, roars, and the reaction speed is very amazing. Two extremely fast f-15 fighters flew over the battlefield at high altitude and saw some f-16 fighters launching Sidewinder combat missiles at their targets.

Those demon fighters with amazing tail flames are very easy targets for Sidewinder missiles. After the accumulation of technology, in fact, Ailan Hill's infrared guided combat missiles have very high recognition capabilities.

These missiles can distinguish between the enemy and ourselves, and will no longer fly to the sun or attack one's own people stupidly. Therefore, after the f-16 dexterously launched a Sidewinder missile, the missile went through a very shocking turn and hit a demon bat that had no time to escape.

"I saw a magic dragon! 13 o'clock! Down! Down! You cover me!" Through his hatch, Orange found the target he wanted to attack, and loudly reminded his wingman.

The wingman pilot Jack glanced at the few cannon shells he had left, and replied: "No problem! I can cover you for another attack!"

"Last time I reminded you to save some use of your own ammunition!" Orange took another look at the number of shells remaining in his cannon, and after reminding his wingman again, he rolled the fuselage and began to dive.

"Huh!" The powerful f100 engine of the f-15 fighter made a happier whistling sound, and the speed of the entire aircraft was close to twice the speed of sound during the dive phase.

Above the sky over there, a magic dragon was desperately hunting down a p-51 Mustang fighter jet taking off on Piripi Island.

The Mustang fighter dodged flexibly in the air, and the magic dragon behind it kept spitting black flames, trying to shoot down the Mustang fighter.

Aulankra was close to the distance between the two sides, and set the sight aperture in front of him on the body of the magic dragon that was folding its wings and diving and accelerating.

The size of the opponent is too big, a lot longer than the f-15 fighter. Therefore, aiming and locking such a target does not require much technology.

Just be very careful when firing and attacking. Although these creatures from nature can't match the various fighters of Ailan Hill in speed, they are very agile and change directions and slow down very suddenly.

After grasping these attacking essentials, as far as possible to keep the distance to attack, is the secret of Oakland dealing with these enemies.

Now, almost all Airland Hill ace fighter pilots have confidence in their fighters, whether they are MiG-21 fighters, f-16 or f-15 fighters, they have better air power than their opponents. Much stronger.

"Goodbye!" The distance display on the sighting device was very accurate, and Oak pressed the trigger for firing at a distance he was accustomed to.

The m61a1 Vulcan machine gun on the f-15 fighter jet spewed blazing tongues of flame, and the tracer bullet made a track in front of the f-15 fighter jet, and flew quickly to the magic dragon blocking the front.

After a short burst of fire, Oaken didn't even look at his own results, so he happily pulled up his nose, deflected his course, and avoided the route where the dragon might counterattack.

However, Jack, the wingman flying behind him, still saw the scene of the dozen or so tracers hitting the magic dragon.

While marveling at the superb shooting skills of his long plane, he also pulled up his fighter jet, avoiding the screaming dragon that had fallen.

In the cockpit of the P-51 Mustang fighter jet in the distance, a young pilot enviously watched the two silver-gray F-15 fighter jets whizzing by, flattening his flight attitude.

Just now, he also achieved the first result of joining the army. When covering the sea troops, he fell down with a demon bat, which is also considered as saying goodbye to the initial stage of the novice rookie.

Avoiding being shot down, now he finally has the opportunity to think about where he wants to paint his record on the fighter.

What he didn't know was that on the two F-15 fighters that were far away, the cockpit of the pilot was already covered with densely packed objects.

Orange has shot down Dragon Knights, demon bats and puppet fighters. Together, he has shot down more than 50 different types of aerial targets.

After returning today, he will draw two completely different signs on the plane: he has shot down 5 dragons, and also killed many demon bats and at least 3 demon fighters.

"Pay attention to the reminder of the identification friend or foe system! Gentlemen! Brothers from the bomber unit have entered the arena! Pay attention to cover them, and don't accidentally injure them!" A warning from the AWACS Command Center suddenly sounded in Oak's headset, and he replied clearly. I saw the reflected signal of a friendly aircraft on my radar screen.

"The speed is more than Mach four! My goodness! The shotguns of the bombers have changed!" The wingman pilot Jack also saw the spots on the radar screen and shouted in shock.

In his exclamation, the supersonic anti-ship missile launched by the Tu-22m supersonic bomber that took off from the air base behind the Ossa military port roared into the battlefield.

Oaken seemed to see giant tracer flares passing under his plane, and then some of the demon fleet's warships were hit by these oversized anti-ship missiles.

Because of their speed, these anti-ship missiles even penetrated the Demon Warship directly, and then exploded after hitting another Demon Warship.

The entire battlefield suddenly boiled, and dozens of demon warships were hit by missiles and instantly lost their combat capabilities.

At this time, as the flanking flanks of the Oran Hill Navy Fleet began to work, the losses of the Demon Fleet had begun to increase exponentially.

This time, a dozen warships were lost, and hundreds of demon warships heading north. At this moment, one-third of their troops had already been lost.

You know, the fleet of the Demon Force northward is not a decisive battle fleet, but a "transportation and landing fleet" that takes care of landing. Naval combat is only part of the task of this force, and its main task is to capture the Port of Osa. Part of it!

If the decisive battle at the sea has smashed one's own fleet, it would be a joke to land on Osa to destroy the naval battleship manufacturing capability of Ailan Hill.

Because of this, the demon general who was standing on the wall of the floating castle watching the battle finally couldn't sit still.

He came with a mission, according to the tradition of the demon army, the defeated demon generals, but there is no need to exist anymore.

Knowing the methods of Prince Salux, he naturally did not dare to bear the charge of the defeated. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and ordered his fleet to break through: "The entire fleet turns! Land on Piripi Island! We have no time to waste!"

What drove him crazy was that at the same time he gave the order to attack Piripi Island, several shore-based Tomahawk cruise missiles from afar killed several demon warships that had just begun to turn......——

There will be changes in a while, everyone can see tomorrow morning ~ no need to stay up late to wait.