Split Sky Rider

Bang! ~

Except for Chen Fei, who was in a state of man-machine integration, no one heard the muffled sound of the heavy collision between the light spell shield that shrouded the 211 machine in the sky and the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 that hit it head-on.

"Yes, spell shield?"

The deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius, who was the closest and witnessed the light dissipating, said to herself in surprise.

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

Whatever happens, it happens, this is fate, you have to accept it!

"Spell shield?"

Templeton Schneider, who was sitting in the back seat of Plane 212, had his eyes wide open.

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

The "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius in the front seat noticed something strange about the fire controller in the back seat. She quickly urged and released a missile, forcing away a mutant that was trying to rush over and take advantage.

The missiles caught up, and the False Dragon FA-143's ability to deal with combat missiles was almost zero. It basically relied on instinct and the maneuverability of flapping wings.

boom! ~

The fireball exploded, and the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 failed to escape. After being swallowed up by the fire, it fell to the ground in pieces.

"'Peanut Butter', feel free to hit him. 'Rookie' is a metal-type superpower. With him here, Unit 211 is not as fragile as you think, not to mention that there is Xiaojiu here. Did you see it? It was a light-type person just now. Spell Shield.”

The thoughtful "Devil Pepper" Ilene Lucius immediately reminded Squadron Leader Chekov of his current advantages.

Metal superpower + light monster, double insurance, isn't this a flying tank?

"ah?"

Chekhov was confused that he could do such a naughty thing.

"So, charge! Big bear!"

Chen Fei patted the back of the front seat.

"I'm not a big bear."

The big bear is still talking harshly.

"Peanut butter" is an ancestral call sign. In fact, almost everyone thinks that "big bear" is the most suitable for this guy. He is tall and thick, and the most arrogant among bears is a living bear in human form.

"Chirp!"

The little bird chirped happily.

"Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius once again reminded: "There are not many mutants left, so end the battle as soon as possible!"

"Got it!" Chekov responded gruffly.

As the fire controller of the big bear, Chen Fei knew that the bear would need to be educated again.

Fire snakes crisscrossed the sky, and hunters and prey repeatedly changed positions. Generally speaking, the "Zhenxiang" squadron firmly had the upper hand. However, if one was careless, it was not impossible for these copycat flying dragons to come back and kill them.

Even though Chen Fei, the golden superpower, and Xiaojiu, the pure light bird, were blessing him, Chekov still couldn't let go. During the fight, he carefully kept a distance from the mutants he was fighting against.

Just kidding, flying a fighter jet like a tank is a tactic used by heretics.

He wouldn't even dare to kill Chekov.

Chekhov'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 where he and Chen Fei were. Unit 211.

"'Peanut Butter,' watch out!"

"Squadron Captain! Be careful, they are coming for you..."

As expected, he was a very cunning mutant. He actually knew that it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them. Instead of being shot down slowly, it would be better to finish the work in one battle and kill a "Big Mouth Monster" life or death.

"I knew it!"

Chen Fei sighed.

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

It has to be said that the mutants in the Hindu Kush Mountains are starting to become smarter and smarter. They are not like before, who were so stupid that they only knew how to get beaten and couldn't even hide.

Precisely because it is so easy to exterminate mutants, various air service bases are flocked to by military contractors. Owning an air service base is equivalent to sitting on a golden rice bowl, begging for a stable meal from the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, unlike those who are not even decent There are no colleagues in the base like that, waiting for tasks to fall from the sky, and maybe they will be robbed by other colleagues, and the two sides are in trouble.

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

Chekhov's big bear howled and began to fly at its extreme. He controlled the "Big Mouth Monster" to the best of his ability, fighting left and right under the double attack of the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143, and seemed to get rid of these mutant flying species. of double-teaming.

Even wingman No. 212 was thrown far away.

However, those False Dragon FA-143s seemed to have their eyes on Unit 211, chasing it regardless.

"knew!"

Chen Fei responded feebly. This small overload was nothing to him. What's more, being in a state of man-machine integration can effectively avoid the momentum of the overload peak. This invisible kinetic energy is like a ball of soft mercury. It rolls back and forth inside the body as it maneuvers.

The little bird's body was shining brightly, and he was protected by a palm-sized light spell shield. He actually knew how to add a BUFF to himself first to protect his fragile little body.

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

However, as previously introduced in the intelligence, the False Dragon FA-143 is not even inferior to the "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop when accelerating at full speed.

Several False Dragon FA-143s surrounded aircraft No. 211 tightly, not caring about a collision, or in other words, simply wanting to hit it.

The other pilots of the "Zhenxiang" squadron had no better way. They were unable to use missiles and rocket nests. They could only occasionally use cannons to make side shots. Even Chekov's wingman pilot "Devil Pepper" Ilini ·Lucius was unable to successfully get closer, and was forced away by these copycat flying dragons every time. The mutants were determined to take down the Big Bear's Unit 211.

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

"Ahhh! These bastards are crazy!"

Pushing and pulling the control stick desperately, pushing the throttle push rod all the way, Chekov kept stepping on the rudder board, trying to maintain the maneuvering energy required for the body to dodge flexibly, and always wandering on the edge of stalling.

The "Big Mouth Monster" is a statically stable turboprop, and it is easy to recover from a stalled state. The simplest way is to let go of your hands and do nothing, and the machine body will level out naturally.

But at this juncture, stalling is equivalent to death without a burial place. Those desperate mutant pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 can attack the body casually.

It was too late to say it, but it was soon, boom!

It really just came!

Violent vibrations were clearly felt in the cockpit.

"It's over!" The big bear screamed at the top of his lungs as he struggled to twist the joystick into a crutch. He was startled and shouted with horror on his face: "'Rookie,' don't eject yet, don't eject!"

The ejections were carried out one after another. If Chen Fei did not eject, he would not be able to eject. Designs such as simultaneous ejection and automatic ejection had a high failure rate on the "Big Mouth Monster", so they were not adopted.

There are all crazy mutants outside, and they want to tear Unit 211 to pieces. Ejecting it now is equivalent to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. Just one oooh, and it will soon turn into "Oli..." (poop)”.

If he could escape the siege of those mutants and then eject, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"knew!"

Chen Fei was still alive and dead. His body was obviously intact, but this big bear kept yelling and screaming blindly.

let's go!

Unit 211 suddenly raised its nose and climbed vertically.

"Ahhh! It's out of control!"

Chekhov's tenor goes straight to "the broken tiles fall to the ground".

The FA-143, a pseudo-flying dragon directly above, couldn't dodge and was directly hit. The entire cockpit cover was covered with blood.

However, Unit 211 remained unabated and turned into a flying monkey, continuing to climb up without losing any speed.

After the scene of the large-scale air crash, this thing became so unscientific.

"Gravity adjustment module, 5%"

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

"ah………………………………"

Chekov's lung capacity was indeed amazing, and he didn't stop breathing for a minute.

There was 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 central axis, flew up for more than ten meters, and then began to fall back down.

Unwilling to be reconciled, the pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 flapped their wings vigorously and followed closely below. One of them opened its mouth wide... and the bomb went straight into its throat.

Hiccup! ~

The mutant burped contentedly.

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

The high-altitude airflow swept away the blood stuck to the cockpit cover and the surface of the aircraft body, but 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 helplessly from the sky, fell to the ground, twisted its neck, and its wails became weaker and weaker.

Boom! ~

A thick and long electric dragon flashed inside the gloomy clouds, spreading thousands of meters in an instant, forming a strange and dense tree-like pattern.

Muddy raindrops as big as soybeans fell from the sky. The heavy rain had arrived, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in rain.

Aircraft No. 211, which continued to climb vertically, did not reach the thick rain clouds, leveled lightly, and maintained a spiral trajectory to slowly lower its altitude. The "Big Mouth Monsters" of the "Zhenxiang" Squadron followed one after another. A large diagonal formation was reorganized.

"What happened just now?"

Chekhov's Big Bear, whose heart was pounding like a wild boar, was breathing heavily. He had lost control of Unit 211 and completely let go of his hand, allowing the machine to maintain its spiraling downward posture.

You don't need to guess to know that this is definitely not a miracle, but the "rookie" behind is operating this "Big Mouth Monster".

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