Start a Base

The Blue Dragon Empire's conservative attack has posed a great threat to the guards. The mech legion cannot be as unscrupulous as before. They are the key targets of the enemy. If they are found, they will concentrate their superior firepower to kill them.

Originally, with the cooperation of air and space fighters, ground troops and long-range firepower, the Doom Empire could barely hold on, but with the addition of the Mecha Legion, it was even more capable of crushing the enemy army.

However, at this time, the air and space army of the Doom Yang Empire was held back by the Xilijian Air and Space Army, and they could not concentrate on supporting them at all. The Nether Chariot of the Blue Dragon Empire lost its only threat and rampaged on the battlefield with few opponents.

The low-orbit space is a height that cannot be seen by human eyes on the surface of the planet, and a tragic scene of fighting is being staged here.

In an environment close to vacuum, the speed of sound propagation is very small, almost silent.

The wreckage of fighter planes was floating all over the sky, and occasionally the bodies of pilots from both sides could be seen.

Although these substances are still within the envelope of the atmosphere, they are already extremely thin, and the gravitational force of the planet is very small. Perhaps after several years, the countless circles of wreckage and corpses around the planet will slowly approach the dense atmosphere, and then burn into ashes.

The battle between the pilots of the enemy and us is completely based on the momentary fight of life and death.

Aerospace fighters with a speed of at least Mach 25 can't even catch up with missiles, and the chance to destroy each other is only a few tenths of a second when they are facing each other.

In the ultra-modern battlefield, the rules have returned to the ancient way of cavalry fighting.

"The 7th Squad was unharmed for the 6th confrontation! Destroyed an enemy plane!" The guard's aerospace fighter pilot reported.

"Okay! Get rid of this group of fucking Silician devils!"

"yes!"

In low-orbit space, because the battlefield is very large, every time there is a confrontation, the commander will be reported to the commander for the overall command.

After the seventh team reported, switch to the battlefield channel.

"Slow down around, turn around!"

10 aerospace fighters made a circle in the low-orbit space, and then floated quietly.

"The radar is locked, the enemy is at a distance of 500 kilometers in front, launching missiles, and the main engine is fully advancing!"

The light at the tail of the aerospace fighter suddenly exploded, and the power of the pulse engine was increased to the maximum, reaching a speed of Mach 25 in a few seconds, that is, 8500 meters per second! Moreover, the enemy and the enemy are flying relative to each other, and the speed of approaching each other has to be doubled!

Such a speed is unimaginable within the atmosphere, but in low-orbit space, it does not appear to be very fast.

"Machine guns ready, meet the enemy in 30 seconds!"

"yes!"

"20 seconds!"

"10 seconds!"

"emission!"

chug chug!

The pilot in the cabin could hear the sound of the machine gun firing vibrations. The base speed of the dense bullet rain reached Mach 25, and with the thrust of gunpowder, it reached Mach 30 in an instant, enveloping the enemy.

"Evade, evade!"

Before the shadow of the enemy appeared in the sight of the guard squad leader, he ordered the team members to change direction immediately to avoid it.

The subordinates are all veterans who have experienced many battles, so Ling immediately changed direction.

In less than a second, a group of bullets flew head-on, invisible to the naked eye, and disappeared in a flash on the radar.

If it is half a second at night, there will be fighter jets pierced and shredded by the powerful kinetic energy of the bullets.

"Fighter 1 is safe!"

"Fighter 2 is safe!"

"Fighter 3 is safe!"

 …

It wasn't until all the team members had finished reporting that the team leader let out a sigh of relief. In a moment of life and death, anything could happen.

"Will the enemy be eliminated?"

"Report to the squad leader, kill an enemy plane!"

At the moment of dodging quickly, the enemy fighter planes had already staggered away, and the camera of the fighter plane recorded the picture of the destroyed enemy plane.

The picture shows that in the dark void, a vague fighter plane flew by, and not far from the battle, it exploded into a spark without any sound, like a cluster of silent flames, and the fighter plane fragments flew around.

Some fall into the atmosphere, and some fly upward into the high-orbit space. When the kinetic energy is exhausted, they become a piece of space junk. After countless years, they can slowly fall into the atmosphere.

"call--!"

The squad leader let out a sigh of relief. The war here is different from the atmosphere. At the moment of the battle, everyone's adrenaline will soar to the extreme. Even the guard pilots with a strong heart are under tremendous psychological pressure.

Silician Air Force pilots are even more miserable.

"Shit! Jon is dead! I'm fed up with this damn war, I can't even see the enemy!"

"Has God abandoned us? This is hell, I'm leaving!"

"Bastard, shut up! Anyone who dares to run away will be dealt with as a deserter! Wait until the military court!" Seeing that the pilots in the team were in a very negative state, the squadron leader cursed immediately.

"Sir, we have no experience in air and space warfare, let's retreat, my fighter plane is running out of fuel!"

"Sir, I'm almost out of fuel too!"

 …

The squadron leader looked down and saw that his plane was running out of fuel, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Didi!

A rapid siren sounded from the radar.

"Oh God! These sons of bitches are at it again!"

Now, even the squadron leader is not calm.

"Prepare, prepare! This round, we must kill an enemy plane!"

The Silician Air Force pilot had no choice but to be locked on by the enemy's radar. If he turned around and ran now, he would only die faster. It would be better to fight to the death. As long as he was lucky enough not to be hit at that moment, he would be able to survive for a while.

In the squadron's communication channel, there was silence, only the sound of heavy breathing one after another.

The time counts down from one minute to one second, and every second that passes, they feel that the scythe of death is getting closer to the top of their heads.

"Meet in 10 seconds! Fire!"

The Silician pilot immediately pressed the launch button, and various cannon bullets mixed with missiles were fired forward.

As soon as the 10 seconds were up, the Silician pilots only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then two sparks exploded in the team, as if they exploded out of thin air.

"call--!"

The pilots who were not hit let out a sigh of relief and escaped another round of confrontation.

After the tension is over, there is a strong anxiety, and no one knows which confrontation they will die in later.

However, after this fight, the guard's aerospace fighters did not keep a safe distance as before. Instead, they turned back just after flying less than a hundred kilometers. Dozens of seconds! The crisis is at hand!

The Silician Air Force, which had just adapted to cavalry confrontation, suddenly encountered this situation and was at a loss for a while.

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