This Game is Too Real

   The night sky.

The fire of the    machine gun continued to roar.

  Although more than half of the casualties have been lost, and the ground battle has ended, the Falcon Kingdom 1st Squadron has no plans to retreat at all.

   Gritting his teeth, he stared at the only 5 "Mosquitos" left, Arcante's eyes flashed with hatred, and he roared as he pressed the machine gun.

"go to hell!!"

  The task is not important anymore.

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

   We are going to avenge our dead comrades!

  The locked plane was sitting and rolling in the air, and the orange-yellow tracer almost wiped the canopy of the cabin.

   Looking at the enemy plane that was pulling up and spinning, Arkanto let out a tut, raised the joystick forcefully, pulled up the nose of the plane and chased after him.

   I am only a sly mosquito!

   pressed his index finger on the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and Arcante shouted in a deep voice.

   "I'll give you that shark-headed plane, and you'll take care of the rest!"

  Communication channel to reply.

"receive!"

   Coincidentally, the guy who was biting was really called a mosquito.

The mosquito sitting in the cabin scolded, and quickly looked back at the "Eagle" who was chasing after him. The Tongyou pulled up and slammed the left rudder, making a 180-degree angle on the Z-axis. roll.

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

   But for me everything is just a short moment.

   successfully completed a nearly 180-degree turn in the air, and passed tangentially with the aircraft that was chasing behind!

   and disintegrate from time to time!

   "...Damn, drink Lao Tzu!"

   Looking at the silhouette passing by at the speed outside the cabin, the relieved mosquito calmed down his wild beating heart, and seized the hard-won opportunity to prepare to bite back.

  Two brushes for my dick!

but--

   is not a mess.

   "There are 36 rounds left in reserve...just my chance!"

   took a quick glance at the updated tasks on the VM screen, Mosquito

  Sub stretched out his index finger and closed the window, then turned on the onboard radio and shouted.

   "Attention to all teammates! Your mission has been completed! The headquarters told you to choose an opportunity to return according to the situation, but my annoying mosquitoes—bah, my flies obviously don't plan to let us go swaggering!"

   grinned, gripping the joystick with both hands.

   "It's a coincidence, this uncle is not the kind of coward who runs away with his tail between his legs!"

   "Follow you—"

   "Destroy them!"

  In the communication channel, there is a mess of answers.

"Oh oh oh!"

   "Rush!"

   "Follow you guys!!!"

  The tactical strategy has changed from procrastination to one-for-one. The offensive of the Alliance's aircraft suddenly became aggressive.

  Arcante felt a little bit troubled, but he was also a little fortunate in his heart.

   The fuel in the tank is running out, and there are less than fifty bullets left... My game of cat and mouse is finally over.

   But just as I was there, the voice of the ground command suddenly came over the communication channel.

   "...The Heart of Steel is moving due north, and your mission is over. Before entering the Heart of Steel's range, return to the frontline airport immediately!"

  Heart of Steel? !

  Arcante was taken aback.

   Those who have participated in the Battle of the City of Plenty know better than anyone about that guy's air-to-air capability. The fire network generated by a salvo can even form an airtight curtain wall in the air.

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

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

  's voice almost fell, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the clouds in the distance.

   I saw a three-engine transport plane suddenly broke into the battlefield.

  At first Arcante thought he had read it wrong.

   After all, there are times when fighter jets fight, so how dare a transport plane go to join in the fun?

   But very soon I realized that I was wrong.

The plane    wanted was a Soyuz H-1 "Dragonfly" and, like its Soyuz counterparts, had some garish graphics on the fuselage.

   Seeing that the plane was not carrying weapons at all times, the Arcante soldiers were not in a hurry to shoot it down, but just glanced at the screen of the airborne radar, and then

   gave the order in the communication channel.

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

   Since it is a non-combat unit.

   Maybe it’s better to capture it back.

   With the order of Arcante, the two "Eagles" immediately left the battlefield and moved towards the strange transport plane.

   also saw the plane, and Mosquito's face showed a hint of surprise.

what's the situation?

   Didn't the transport formation have already returned, why did they ask for it again?

   It doesn’t matter if you want a gunboat, but what you want is a conventional model that carries weapons when it’s dead.

   Mosquito subconsciously glanced at the VM strapped to his right leg, there was no new mission, and no information about my aircraft.

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

  Arcante waited for the answer from his teammates.

  I wait, the voice of "Manticore-1" is transmitted in the communication channel.

   "...Captain, that plane was a little weird."

  Arcante was slightly taken aback and asked immediately.

   "What did you see."

   After a short pause, the communication channel sent a teammate's answer.

   "In the cockpit... there seems to be no time for people."

   "No time?!" Arcant was stunned.

   Is it a drone? !

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

  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 it clearly. We have to get closer."

   Arcante was alert.

"be careful."

"receive!"

  Two "Eagles" flew on the left and right sides of the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft respectively.

   One of the Eagle fighters, codenamed "Manticore-1", approached the nose of the "Dragonfly", and the wingtips even went to the cockpit.

   switched the airborne radio to a similar band, and the pilot shouted at me "Dragonfly".

   "I am the first 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 sizzling sound in the communication channel, and there was no response.

   The pilot frowned.

  The dark cabin cover always made Zai feel a little uneasy.

   Just as he was about to get closer, a ray of soft moonlight happened to pass through the clouds and sprinkled on the pitch-black hatch.

   When he saw the situation inside, he was stunned.

   Scarlet marks fill the cab.

  Not just the rudder—

   The entire console is filled with an unknown lump.

   "Damn..." He couldn't help but scolded.

   What am I? !

   Growing up in Oasis No. 2, he had never seen a mutant slime mold, and only felt a trace of instinctual fear from the ferocious scarlet color.

   subconsciously tilted the rudder to the left, trying to stay away from my disgusting guy, but just when I had a mutation, it happened suddenly.

  I saw that the cabin glass burst into countless pieces in an instant, and two whip-like tentacles shot out like cannonballs, and slammed into the cockpit of the other teammate.

"what--!"

   The severe pain made Zai cry out in pain.

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

   The body has lost control.

   An electric numbness filled every cell in the body.

   And right there, a long whistle like a whistle came from the communication channel, poured into Zai's ears, and soaked Zai's soul.

   "Ugh-"

   The tentacles connected between the nacelles were cut by the howling airflow.

  The "Eagle" attached to the "Dragonfly" deflected the fuselage, like a baby with a cut umbilical cord, separated from the mother's body.

   And the murmur that echoed in the communication channel continued, like a whisper of a demon.

   In that murmur, the pilot who was sitting in the driver's seat gradually lost his vigour and lowered his head. No matter how the captain shouted, he was unaware.

  “…Zizzi…”

   "...Scorpion-1, what's the situation on your side! You saw a hole in your hatch! Report your situation immediately!"

  “…Zizzi…”

The    anomaly lasted for nearly half a minute.

  The chaotic sound kept pouring into the ears.

   The slumped head suddenly lifted up suddenly, and the pupils, which had lost their spirits, were now bloodshot and turned scarlet.

   looked straight at the night sky due north.

   The whispering in his ear gradually became clearer.

  ‘Go help in—’

  ‘That’s your father. ’

Father?

  ‘Yes, it is dangerous at times. ’

Danger……

   The scarlet pupils were dyed with a layer of bloodthirsty, and the dry lips opened and closed, and responded to the murmur in a succinct manner.

"Yes……"

   The sudden change made everyone stunned.

   Whether it is the Alliance or the Falcon pilot.

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

   "Scorpion-1! Scorpion-2! Please answer if you hear it! If you are still alive, please answer if you hear -- grass! Damn!"

   ruthlessly hung up the communication, the anger burning in his eyes became more intense.

   Two more—

  I don't know what despicable tactics the Alliance used, but when I saw that something seemed to hit the two planes.

   Maybe the driver pulled out an automatic rifle or something.

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

   That guy refused our kindly persuasion to surrender!

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

   "Shoot it down! I'll give you that transporter!"

The    comms channel wanted an equally angry answer.

"Yes!"

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

   "Death to Lao Tzu!"

  The pilot in the cockpit angrily pressed the fire button, and the cannon at the front of the fuselage immediately shot out surging flames.

The    tracer hit the left wing of the transport plane, black smoke rose from the engine on the wing, and the plane began to slow down and glide downward.

  The "Eagle" slowed down, and was going to give it a shuttle to the engine on its right.

   But when I had it, the mutation happened again.

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

   Unsurprisingly, he rolled 180 degrees and aimed the nose of the machine at his teammate who was stunned.

   It's too late to re-accelerate——

   After a moment of hesitation, he couldn't press the button to fire.

   However, the "teammates" who were there didn't hesitate at all.

   Almost at the moment when the nose of the plane met, the front end of the propeller spewed out thick and long flames.

"leaf--!"

With the roar of the machine guns, the "Eagle" chasing the "Dragonfly" was instantly blown up by the propeller, cockpit and fuel tank. In a moment, it turned into a burning fireball in the air.

   I don't even have the chance to skydive...

  Arcante stared at the flames in astonishment, and then looked at the "Manticore-2" that suddenly opened fire on friendly forces.

   is incomprehensible.

In the end what happened.

   The mosquitoes who were chasing his buttocks were also startled, and stared at the "little fly" that suddenly turned the muzzle and attacked the friendly troops.

   It wasn't the guy who suddenly defected that surprised Zai.

   It was the 180-degree sharp turn maneuver just now—

   "Fuck! Immerman maneuver?!"

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

   Just when Mosquito was stunned, there was a call to teammates in the communication channel.

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

   Mosquito said quickly.

   "Don't get it! The enemy of the enemy is your friend!"

  GuiGui: "Well, I'm firing at you to read!!!"

   Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and shouted in a flash.

   "Sacrifice and rush into the opposite fleet!"

  GuiGui: "???"

Although he was surprised by the inappropriateness of the corps commander, the little player named Guigui hit the rudder subconsciously, and while doing a roller maneuver to avoid the guns, he rushed into the hinterland of the enemy aircraft group, and was close to the clouds. Immediately drilled in.

   That "Eagle", which is indistinguishable from your attack, brought great trouble to the Falcon Kingdom's flight formation.

  Due to the darkness in the sky, I couldn't see the serial number at all, so it was difficult to identify my plane with almost the same shape and paint as ours.

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

  Unless the distance is widened and the formation is reorganized...

  Arcante's palms were dripping with sweat, and his eyes were cruising around nervously, scanning the surrounding planes jumping up and down to fire.

   Now everyone looks like two or five boys.

   Thinking of the Heart of Steel that was advancing northward, Arcant gritted his teeth and glanced at the mosquitoes that had slipped away under the machine guns.

   "You're lucky..."

   squeezed my words out of my teeth, and then reached out and pressed the walkie-talkie hanging on my shoulder.

   "Retreat!"

The two smoking planes were dropped again, and the Falcon Kingdom's flight formation began to return to the frontline airport. As for the "out of control" Eagle, it didn't choose to pursue at any time, but moved towards the transport plane that was sliding to the ground. chased it.

   Mosquito counted the planes on the opposite side, and there were about fourteen left, and only the last two left on my side.

  My battle damage ratio is also very touching.

   Breathing heavily, Guigui asked in the communication channel.

   "Boss...do you want to chase?"

   Mosquito pulled the trigger on the joystick, and when there was no movement except for the clack of friction, the only bullets left in the magazine had been emptied in the previous dogfight.

   The outcome can only be reserved for the next time.

   "You're lucky..."

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

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

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

"go home!"

   The muzzle velocity of my new cannon is still a bit of a loss.

  Wait to go back and change it.

   "Ow!!" Afraid of the embarrassment of the corps commander, Guigui, who was paralyzed on the seat, unbuttoned the pilot's cap and let out a weak voice.

no way.

  Everyone is dead.

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

  …

   The victory and defeat of the ground and the sky have been decided, but the battle between "Lingyun" and "Saber" is not over yet.

The tail flame of the    engine flickered in the air, like meteors entwined in parallel, and every time the twinkling intersected, it would pull out a deadly trail of light.

  Two jets you

   requires you to compete for the fleeting shooting window, and fight with the most "primitive" in the relative displacement of nearly two kilometers per second.

   "Damn... the dog's plan is targeting Lao Tzu again!"

   Looking at the "flame" that was 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 from the northern part of Oasis No. 3 all the way 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 question under consideration at the moment is not whether or not to return to the voyage smoothly.

   As long as the only "Saber" deployed on the opposite side in Luoxia Province can be eliminated, the alliance hopes to completely win the air dominance of Luoxia Province!

  Although the chances are slim, it is not impossible.

   Cut to the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane, and looking at the enemy plane that was rapidly approaching the scale line of the sight, Luo Yu calmly pressed the fire button.

The    machine gun spewed flames.

   Accompanied by a slight tremor, a string of flickering tracers rushed towards Sabre.

   Seeing that the plane was about to be turned into a scrap of iron, but it was just a little bit short and was avoided by a sideways.

   "Boil!"

   cursed in a low voice, Luo Yu's brows twitched fiercely, he slammed the rudder to turn the nose, and looked for the next shooting window.

   However, the "Saber" seemed to have a premonition of what it was going to do, and with its high maneuverability, it nimbly cut to the back hemisphere of Ziya, and swiftly counterattacked a shuttle of machine guns in return for the round of fire just now.

   made an evasive maneuver almost instinctively, watching the tracer light passing by, Luo Yu only felt a cold sweat on her back.

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

  To be honest, I wasn’t very good at dogfighting at extreme distances.

In reality, the air forces of various countries have already evolved to the stage of "over-the-horizon combat" in the confrontation between spears and shields, and dogfights at supersonic speeds are "almost impossible" to happen. Mach 2.8~5, if the bullets are far away, they may not go to the plane.

   Except in the most extreme cases.

  For example, the scale of the war has expanded to a global scale, and the industrial chains of various countries have been seriously affected by bombing, mobilization and other reasons.

  In that case, let alone supersonic fighters, the infantry might have to fight bayonets.

   Therefore, gun-to-air target shooting only accounts for a small part of the current training subjects, just to deal with the most extreme situations.

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

  Luoyu can clearly feel that the opposite tactical experience and flying

The    skill is not very outstanding, but the operation of the machine gun has reached the level of perfection.

not only that.

  80% of that person is an awakened person like himself, and the strengthening direction is probably also the reflex nerve and optic nerve, and the "level" is probably not lower than himself!

  To win my battle, every bullet, and even every liter of fuel, must be used carefully...

   calmed the restless blood in his veins, and Luo Yu reconsidered the battle idea in his mind.

The    scissors maneuver has been learned from the opposite side.

   But the trick is that my grandson has not seen it yet...

   took a deep breath, glanced at the "saber" that was clenched at the back of the left, and put his right hand on the throttle valve.

   Just when he was about to make a surprise, a black dot suddenly appeared in the airspace directly ahead.

   Falcon?

   Luo Yu's face changed slightly.

  Although the propeller plane is slow like a turtle in front of the jet plane, the cannon behind the propeller is not a decoration.

  Even if you can't hit it, you can sweep a shuttle to seal your position and interfere with your flight path. And in my well-matched matchup, any mistake is fatal to say the least.

   The mobility that was supposed to be there was at a disadvantage…

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

   "Hahaha! Nice job!"

   Even if I help the dog things, I have my eyesight, and I know that I need to help myself by dividing a plane. Although it may be redundant to say something to myself, I am still quite satisfied with my filial piety.

   "I want a shuttle! Hit the right wing! Right now!"

   As if he saw the goddess of victory waving to him.

However--

   Something unexpected happened to both of them.

  I saw that the "Eagle" was not aiming its nose at "Lingyun", but aimed at the "Saber" that was biting towards the rear hemisphere of "Lingyun"!

   "Scare—!"

   thick and long

The flames of    were sprayed, and the twin-mounted 20mm machine gun used the tracer to weave a large net in the air, and smashed the "saber" head-on.

  Everything happens in an instant.

   went by surprise.

   "Grass! Do you have so many eyes?!"

   Surprised and angry in his heart, Yukar scolded him angrily, dodging the bullets that were shot in the face, and completely lost the shooting window that he had already had.

   A relative speed of nearly Mach seven.

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

   Until now, I was still imagining that the falcon might be the wrong target at night, and when I got back to the airport, I was assigned two big-eared shavings for things that don't have eyes.

   Regrettably, the Falcon didn't choose the wrong target, it flew all the way to get what he wanted.

   That shuttle bit his **** without even listening to it.

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

   Yukar roared on the airborne radio, trying to scold the other side.

   However, what he didn't know was that the cockpit of the Falcon had been covered with slime mold, and the pilot fixed on the seat had become a puppet at his mercy.

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

   Yukar's pupils shrank suddenly.

   Jae's heart seemed to stop beating the moment he met that cockpit.

"……Grass."

   Almost as soon as the voice came to his mouth, the hot metal shrapnel opened the cockpit.

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

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

   An evenly matched confrontation simply cannot tolerate a single mistake.

   Not to mention twice.

   fell from the sky with black smoke, and the "saber" like a lighter sparked a splendid flame in the night sky behind him.

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

   But even if I see it clearly, I probably won't have the chance to learn it in my life.

   "single brush" against my awesome boss, Luo Yu's mouth curled into a smile unconsciously. Although I don't know that

  Why the "Falcon" will help itself, but winning is winning.

   Even if the Falcon recovers and wants to make up for itself, it doesn't matter, it's even generous to give my "credit" to that unnamed friend.

The    Legion's saber is only one.

   But Lingyun of the alliance can get another one next month.

The flames from the    engine were crumbling, and the plane began to glide forward without power.

  Luyu glanced at the fuel tank indicator.

The    hands stick firmly below the 0 scale of the dial, and the last sharp turn has used up the remaining fuel, and not a drop of the fuel tank has been drained.

   I was thinking that I might just fall down with the plane, die sooner rather than later.

   But thinking of the bug of the last time the CD was revived, I shivered subconsciously, and my right hand still stretched out to the pull ring next to the seat.

With a bang, the steel bars on both sides of the seat exploded and were ejected from the open hatch under the push of gunpowder.

   The last time Mosquito swore to tell Zai that he had installed an ejection seat for Lingyun, Zai thought he was joking.

  I didn't expect that I actually made it out...

   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 hung his head and sat in the center of the cockpit covered with slime mold, his hands stuck to the joystick by the fungus.

The rot in    seems to have intensified.

  The weakened breath of life is like a candle flickering in the wind.

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

   My short life was not in vain.

   After successfully completing the mission of the mother.

   The earphones crooked around his neck murmured for the last "忿uu", which was a whisper that only Shi Shi could understand.

'You did very well. ’

  ‘Go to sleep. ’

'your child. ’