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For the Martian army, the gust is not an advanced equipment. In terms of speed, the gust will be completely abused by the unsa jackal. In terms of equipment, the modular jackal has a variety of configuration options, but compared to the jackal , Gale is more maneuverable, and the variable swept wings support it to turn in place, and Gale is positioned as an air-space dual-use air superiority fighter, while the Jackal is a multi-purpose heavy fighter. The focus of the two is different, but this That doesn't mean the wind can't beat the jackal! Especially when the jackal is hiding in the air and the radar detection range is very small.

Fisher, who was driving the fighter, glanced at the sensors. Because Europa's surface is thick with ice, the temperature in the area is extremely low, and the fighter's glass windows have been covered with frost.

"Attention, Golden Three, we can't let them issue a warning, don't use missiles, get closer, and kill them with cannons!" Fisher's captain said on the communication channel.

"Received! Golden One!"

Although the Tornado fighter is not as diverse as the Jackal, it is also equipped with several sets of heavy armor-piercing missiles for the ship and attack missiles for the ground. In terms of cannons, Fisher likes two laser cannons and two 50mm cannons. configuration, so that it can quickly attack enemy fighters, and when encountering unsa warships, 50mm guns also have the power to fight, which can be said to be a very good configuration.

The jackal fighters of the unsa laboratory did not know that they had followed four malicious guys behind their buttocks. Because of the occlusion of floating dust and ice, their radar did not detect the enemy less than 600 kilometers behind them.

Fisher and the others did not turn on the enemy search radar. This is to prevent the grass and the snake, and the ultra-long-distance detector of the Olympus is like a radar, providing them with a steady stream of flight correction data.

Four hundred kilometers, three hundred kilometers, two hundred kilometers, and when the distance between Fisher and the two Jackal fighters was less than one hundred kilometers, their radars noticed something was wrong.

"Call the UFO, you have entered the airspace of the unsa facility, I order you to turn off the engine and land immediately, or we have the right to shoot you down!" The Jackal fighter pilot shouted on the public channel.

"Pfft! These guys are so naive! Golden No. 2, turn on signal suppression, don't let them send messages!"

The captain of the Golden Squadron sneered disdainfully, and then activated the Gale's thrusters.

The unsa pilots didn't understand what these guys were doing, and found that the other party didn't answer, a pilot switched the channel and planned to contact the ground, but there was only rustling on the channel.

"They are approaching fast, this is a surprise attack, hurry up, spread out!" Seeing the UAV accelerating suddenly on the radar, the unsa pilot, who was just waking up from a dream, tried to turn the nose to prepare for the battle, but the accelerator was turned on after more than 100 kilometers. It only took more than ten seconds in front of the gust of wind.

When Fisher saw the Jackal looming in the thick air, the opponent's turn had just been completed.

"Good opportunity!" Looking at the jackal facing him, Fisher did not hesitate and pressed the fire button.

The two 20mm guns below the blower's nose emit an impressive blue light, which is produced when the armor-piercing accelerated by the magnetic track is ejected from the chamber.

Then Fisher saw half of the Jackal's wing disappear.

"Lima No. 1, I was hit! Ejection, ejection!" The jackal pilot who was hit shouted to the base for help, but the radio channel was still rustling, and the other jackal was also unable to protect itself at the moment, a golden one. No. 4 and No. 4 were double-teaming him, and it was only a matter of time before he was shot down.

And the unsa research base is not ignorant of what happened outside. After the communication was cut off, they immediately sent personnel to the surface to prepare for laser communication. The scene of smashing to the ground.

"Sir, the airspace is clear!"

"Send ground troops, I want everything in that laboratory!"

Under the control of the helmsman, Mount Olympus leaned towards the surface. After the launch port was opened, the robot troops and marines who were ready to launch immediately landed on the surface and launched random attacks.

Despite the huge disparity in strength, the Earth Army did not stand still. The security forces guarding the experimental base quickly arrived at the surface by elevator, built defenses on the thick ice surface, resisted layer by layer, and bought time for the destruction inside the base.

Bullets, energy beams, plasma currents, and missiles meet over the battlefield. Because the surface of Europa is a hundred kilometers thick ice layer, the defending unsa troops do not have many permanent fortifications on the surface, only some mobile bunkers and Automatic turrets, but under the cover of their desperate counterattacks and firepower, the attacking Martian colonists were suppressed by the firepower on the ground, unable to move, and had to ask for support from the wind.

"Golden Squadron, quell their resistance!" One of the commanders in charge of commanding ground operations roared with a grim face.

"Received! Here we are!"

Fisher controlled the strong wind to follow closely behind the lead plane, and tracer bullets swept across the sides of the fighter plane from time to time. It was the ground defenders firing anti-aircraft machine guns, but this weak firepower was simply not enough to threaten the strong wind.

The fire control radar was screaming, and a red frame flashed on the head-up display, indicating that the radar had locked on the target.

The roaring missiles and cannons became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The shrapnel of the explosion devoured the defenders' positions. You must know that Europa is not the earth. The temperature here is below minus 160 degrees, and even Without oxygen, hypothermia and lack of oxygen can quickly kill you once the suit breaks.

The torrent of steel passed by and passed the outline of the battle line. The broken limbs of the unsa soldiers mixed with the water vapor melted by the explosion and were quickly frozen. Artwork generally blooms on the planet.

The tireless and painless robot army is still advancing, and the remaining unsa soldiers are like foam in the waves, disappearing after a head.

"Golden Squadron, Mount Olympus is going to make a maneuver. You can land on the surface first and wait for us to come back!"

"Yes, then can we participate in ground combat?"

"No, you can only enter after the robot confirms that it is safe!"

"Well, I want to slaughter two more earth bastards!"

Landing the fighter plane on an open ice field, Fisher opened the cockpit after confirming that the protection on his body was intact.

"Number three, we're going to fight, how about you!" the lead pilot yelled at Fisher.

"Can I walk around the battlefield and pick up a souvenir or something!"

"Of course, we'll come as soon as we go!" Speaking of which, Fisher's captain didn't pay much attention to the airborne wingman. Anyway, he thought that Fisher came from the local fleet to gild, on the Olympus. After a while to feel the atmosphere of the war, he will leave, so he didn't care, but ran to the elevator with his subordinates on his own.

Flying over and faithfully following Fisher's ass, it carried a volk assault rifle in its hand, and a large folding shield in its left hand, and its scarlet electronic eyes scanned the blizzard vigilantly.

Fisher walked silently on the battlefield just now. The pits and pits that the missiles and artillery shells hit the ice surface have been filled with snowflakes. The bodies of the unsa soldiers who died not long ago are still there, just lying quietly. They died in battle. At this place, the Martian Colonial Army did not intend to collect the corpses for them, but Fisher could see these dead souls wandering in confusion on this battlefield at this moment.

The light of the star torch shone again, and a strong golden psionic flame gushed out from Fisher's body, illuminating a world in the dark warp, and then the souls of these war dead rushed towards the star torch as if they had found a home. among the flames.

However, Fisher was in a cold sweat at this time. When countless souls poured into the star torch, they also brought their memories and reluctance into it, and Fisher was like watching countless movies. Everything that has been experienced is experienced again.

Despite the protection of psionic energy, Fisher's spirit did not collapse because of these memories, but his physical strength was still overdrawn, but as these souls made the light of the star torch brighter, the steady stream of power restored Fisher's strength. Physical strength, and even strengthened his body again.

This is? Fisher clenched his fists, and the star torch not only strengthened his body, but even the fighting skills of the fallen soldiers, their experience also flowed into Fisher's mind.

It's just that these experiences and skills are very vague, like broken words, and there is not much improvement for Fisher himself, and more memories are like nothing at all.

Just as Fisher was still reminiscing about the memories pouring into his mind, the flying siren suddenly sounded.

"What's wrong?" Fisher took out his pistol and looked at the storm in the distance.

The siren dripped data to Fisher's helmet-mounted display, which showed signs of life in a crater not far from Fisher.

Fisher put the robot on standby, and leaned over cautiously with his weapon in hand. Only to find out that it was a still alive unsa soldier.

"Hey, hey!" Fisher stepped forward to wake up the soldier to treat him, but the next second he flew over and appeared beside him at some point, aiming the assault rifle in his hand at the soldier.

"No!" Fisher grabbed the arm that flew over, so strong that it even deformed the armor.

But he was still a step too late. Volk's muzzle had already spewed blue flames. Plasma ammunition ripped open the soldier's protective suit. The wound was frozen in almost an instant, even though the soldier was still Moaned in pain, but Fisher knew he was done.

"I'm sorry!" Fisher put his hand on the opponent's helmet, and flames spewed out, engulfing his body.

Woohoo, graduation season is really busy, I'm sorry brothers, 8 said, I'll go on to the thesis