Chapter 118: Death Match in the Indian Ocean (2)
Over the high seas of the Indian Ocean
Hades Independent Operations Task Force
Second Lieutenant Patrick Flo
The spear-like front end of the plumage was pointed straight at Patrick's target, and the Dragon's 25mm cannon pierced through the fragile shell, destroying the target's engine.
"The Joint Air Combat Corps calls the Air Force, and I am the Supreme Military Supreme Commander of the Community of Free Will, Lieutenant General Junoan Howard. From now on, your troops will be under my command, and this is an agreement verbally promised by Brigadier General Geno Kashleo of the Romanian Army, and I ask you to abide by it. ”
Junoan was reading the plan as it was written, believing that the surviving Luo Lian would get to know each other, after all, without the support of the Free Nation and Sevithan, they would have only died.
Patrick and G41 piloted the corpse dragon fighter equipped with feather coats, and circled around the combat airspace, coming out to meet the second and third planes. This raid by the Air Bands succeeded in bringing out the surviving fighters of Luo Lian, slightly away from the NB-90 to reorganize the team.
"The collapse particle reading is normal, the AED system and the feather coat synchronization rate has reached 90 percent, and the force field shield body is ready to change...... "Crazy report the current parameters of the body, "Everything is normal!
"Yes," Patrick said lightly, "the command of the unit is in the hands of Junoan, and we will launch an assault operation against the NB-90 Material Shuttle. ”
"Master, we have found an increase in the number of enemy aircraft," said G41, "and the number of enemy escorts has increased, totaling one hundred and thirty-seven. ”
"Aircraft No. 2 and No. 3 should pay attention to escorting and keep their distance when breaking through the first stage. ”
"Yes, we won't force ourselves, Patrick," Noyeru replied, "there may be some fish that slip through the net, so you can take care of it yourself." ”
"Unit Three, no problem, right?"
"Yes, no problem. After a while, the G3 figure on the third plane replied.
"Engage the enemy in ten seconds!
The fire of the war that had been temporarily suspended was ignited again, and the two sides were like swarms of chaotic bees, dancing wildly in a vast sky. The Corpse Dragon One danced its fuselage, dodging the ballistics in all directions, and flew quickly towards the huge silver sword. The sound of sirens and flashing red lights prompted Patrick to quickly maneuver the fighter plane to roll over and dodge, three shells swept past the fighter, and the head-up display zoomed in on the NB-90's image, and found that the ship's heavy guns, machine guns, and anti-aircraft missiles were all on standby, and the target was all set on them.
They are aware of the seriousness of the problem. Patrick knew they couldn't dodge the salvo of so many weapons, and although it was a little early, he had to use it first.
"At eleven o'clock, the elevation angle is 56 degrees, and the enemy fighters are approaching!"
"It's all ours!G41!" Noyelu shouted over the communicator, and the second plane passed above them at an extremely dangerous distance, charging head-on at the three enemy planes that were attacking head-on.
Patrick craned his joystick away from their circle, and he didn't have the time to warn Noyeru to be careful. Instead, he noticed that it was quiet underneath them, and when he looked at the heads-up display, he realized that Unit Three was moving through a sea of fire.
The anti-aircraft armament of the NB-90 locked onto the Patrick and G41's planes, and the shells were accompanied by a line of smoke and crashed towards them. While the ship's guns were firing, an orange shield was condensed, and the spherical force field shield stubbornly withstood the NB-90's shelling.
The anti-aircraft missiles and cannons that followed were all defended by the force field shield, and although the No. 1 machine was constantly shaking in the impact, it still rushed straight towards the shuttle ship.
"80% of the collapsed particles remain! One thousand meters away from the enemy's force field shield!"
Patrick hurriedly turned on the switch, and a thousand meters was just a step away from the corpse dragon traveling at full speed. The orange force field shield began to shrink, attaching to the feather cloak of the corpse dragon's equipment.
"The Force Field Shield is transformed!"
As soon as the madness finished speaking, the tip of the feather spear pierced into the invisible shield of the NB-90, and the instantaneous recoil force almost flattened Patrick, and the bones made a very bad sound. However, it was also at that moment that the two force field shields neutralized each other, and the repulsive force of the collision caused the force field shield of the NB-90 to shatter at once, and the energy was dispersed into the atmosphere, forming an invisible wave that spread out.
The other fighters failed at the same time, the engines all stalled due to unknown bands, and the control system was forced to shut down, falling into the Indian Ocean.
Some of them will probably succeed in restarting the fighter in the middle of the fight, and those who fail will also pop out of the cockpit to escape, in short, their relationship with this battle is over.
"27% of the collapsed particles remain, 8% of the body damage, and the systems are operating normally......"
"G41, lock on enemy anti-aircraft weapons, all. ”
"Yes!" said G41, "The corpse dragon fighters are aiming at ship-borne targets repeatedly, and the Warhammer missiles are ready to be fired!"
Patrick looked at the red circles on the head-up display, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a barrage of missiles was launched, heading straight for the deck side of the NB-90, while the enemy returned fire with cannons and missiles, still defended by the force field shield.
The No. 1 aircraft gradually approached the NB-90, and the anti-aircraft weapons on the port side were damaged, which weakened the anti-aircraft firepower of the NB-90 a lot. Patrick pushes the joystick, and the planes begin to dive, and they want to go underneath the shuttle ship and attack the target's engine.
But first of all, the ring is an eyesore......
Patrick pressed the trigger on the lower side of the joystick, and the sides of the feather cloak began to gather particle beams, and after three seconds of charging, two particle beam beams were emitted, piercing the ring. As he raised the fuselage, the beam sliced through the ring, and the cut section fell.
The particle beams stopped releasing and the feather's weapon immediately began to cool, and Patrick adjusted the fighter to levitate in the air, aiming it head-on at the NB-90's four groups of eight engines. Such an important area naturally has defensive firepower, and several revoltainer guns are slowly turning around.
"G41, lock on those cannons, and fire missiles as soon as they are locked, without waiting for my launch command. ”
"Yes! Aiming aided manually!" G41 replied, auto-aim wasn't fast enough, so she had to make up for it manually. This is still a big burden for her as a humanoid.
The last remaining missiles of the corpse dragon were all fired, destroying the anti-aircraft cannon at the bottom of the NB-90. Patrick didn't blink in the face of waves of fire, still identifying his target through the head-up display.
"Disarm the force field shield, and all the collapsed particles are used to charge the particle beam cannon, and the output strength is up to you to adjust, crazy. ”
"I know," Mad didn't forget to laugh and joke at this time, "After all, it's nuclear power, if it affects the reactor, everyone will go to hell." ”
Patrick concentrated, staring at the trajectory in his field of view, correcting the trajectory to the spinning turbine tube, and snapping the button as the arm stabilized the crosshairs.
Two rays were ejected and landed on the turbine tube, and soon one was extinguished. He wrenched the joystick and moved the fighter cautiously, letting the particle beams cut through the turbines, sparks stabbing his eyes. The particle beam made a circle between the four engines, and finally destroyed all the turbine tubes without any danger.
"Confirm that the enemy NB-90 is out of power and unable to maintain its current altitude," said the madman, "and it is expected to be forced into the Indian Ocean in seven minutes, and then it will be the work of the Navy." ”
Patrick breathed a sigh of relief, freed up the horsepower of the feather coat engine and flew under the NB-90.
"Less than 3% of the collapsed particles remain, 19% of the damage to the airframe, and 0...... of the Warhammer missile reserve"
"Master, sure enough, let's go back and resupply. ”
"No," Patrick vetoed in a flat tone, "by the time we get back from supplying, the capitals of the Luo Union countries will already be exposed to the range of XK Pluto 3, and we must shoot down another NB-90 now." ”
"Ugly words first," Madness warned him unhurriedly, "we are in a bad state now, and we are single-handed, without any support. ”
"When did we have another option, madness?"
"Since the master has said so," G41 shrugged calmly, "we're going to improvise." ”
The mad answer was a string of wild laughs.
Aircraft No. 1 climbed back to its original height through the shadows overhead, and in front of them, another NB-90 was waiting for them in its full glory.