Meng Struck and the "Drift King" are gambling on their lives, but neither of them knows anything about it.

It's like a child's band jumping game, but the location is chosen in the cobra's lair, the Marina Bay Golden Sands Hotel, which is an important node of the new Dongdu integrated air defense system and one of the eight land-based automatic defense laser concentrating weapon stations.

Just now, when Lei Yujian took Xindi to the Golden Sands Hotel, he noticed that in the sky gardens on the roofs of these three high-rise buildings, there were still wartime concentrated laser turrets. This tactical laser weapon is capable of ionizing the surface atoms of the target, forming a plasma cloud that expands and destroys itself. Automated laser weapon stations, on the other hand, consume a lot of energy, so they are often set up near large hotels or important facilities, parasitic in their power supply systems.

After the end of the war, because the laser shaped weapon was included in the list of prohibited weapons, the new Dongdu government announced that these laser turrets had stopped working and were ready to be dismantled.

But among ordinary citizens, who cares about the operation of the air defense system. Therefore, no one understands the huge secret hidden in this laser interception system. Nor is it possible for them to know that the system has been restarted.

Like other defense systems, this automated laser turret will destroy any target that the system determines to be a threat. Now, the subsystem of the automatic interceptor is judging which of the MiG-8 and the F-2CCV of the "drift king" is more threatening, and making a priority choice for attack.

"You're going to win!" Jin Jiangji shouted in the back cabin.

The propulsion engine rumbles.

"Not necessarily." Meng Strike's tone was relaxed, as if the contestant was not him.

"What do you mean by 'not necessarily'!" Jin Jiangji made a fuss again.

"A fighter only wants to fight, how can he win a hurdle race all of a sudden? This is a completely different skill. ”

"Huh? Will it lose? You're too casual, too. "The little princess was so disappointed. She must have felt that the attack should be a panacea. Moreover, the pilot of the Owari group overheard his conversation just now, and he was unforgivable, and he had to kill that guy.

Jin Jiangji shook her short hair: "You are not allowed to lose!" His voice trembled slightly.

"Are you scared? Afraid I'll lose? ”

"Of course." Jin Jiangji said without thinking.

At this time, in the vicinity of the Golden Sands Hotel, the surrounding high platforms, and the square on the ground, the crowd is gathering more and more. These are people who love to watch the lively nightlife, young people who have nothing to do after the war. There are two planes in the night sky, and one of them is an Owari F-2CCV. Realizing that there was going to be another good show, they ran out to enjoy the excitement together.

Every night, there is an illegal black drag racing race over the city. It's just that recently, there are always planes participating in black races that crash inexplicably, which adds to the thrill of drag racing. It's just that no one cares about the cause of the crashes of these planes, and the newspapers report that they were all "stupid pilot mistakes".

"Think of it as a roller coaster ride and have a good time." Mon Tsuki glanced back and confirmed the position of the Drift King of the Owari Gumi. The other party is almost side by side with himself. The F-2CCV is a high-speed aircraft compared to the MiG-8, and in order to maintain the same speed of the two aircraft, the flaps are fully deployed and the nose is raised high, so as to maintain low-speed flight as much as possible.

"That's not going to work!"

"You seem to hate that guy, why?" Meng Ji checks his and Jin Jiangji's seat belts.

Jin Jiangji stuck out her tongue. She was embarrassed to say that it was because the other party overheard her talking, so she couldn't spare him.

"Are you sticking out your tongue?" Meng Ji saw it when he checked his seat belt for Kim Jiang Ji.

"How's that going?" Jin Jiangji stomped his foot twice, "You have to win against him." ”

"Are you nervous?"

"That's right! Nervous! The little princess shouted.

"Don't talk now, let's get started. Be careful to bite your tongue. ”

Sho Nakamura, the pilot of the Owari group, glanced at the MiG-8 plane that was attacked, and the other party was talking and laughing, his Chinese was not so good, and he could not understand what the two people were saying, so he simply did not interject. After a while, let the other party understand why he is called the "drift king".

Informal drag racing, the two don't have to be obsessed with details. Both sides confirm that they are ready and can start the countdown.

As the radio sounded, Sho Nakamura's voice said "Go!" As soon as he putted, the snake-headed four-pinned beast F-2CCV under his crotch and the duckling MiG-8 began to dive together, heading straight towards the Golden Sands Hotel. Both men are going all out, but the need to slow down before cornering, and when to slow down, will be key in the first corner.

The engine roared and the air burned. Mengbang piloted this MiG-8 with full dive acceleration.

"Wow!" Jin Jiangji shouted in the back cabin that she could observe each other through the portholes on both sides, "We're ahead of the curve!" ”

Sho Nakamura grinned, he had to hold down the speed and keep the plane from losing control when it went around the building.

Seeing that the speed was enough, the slightly pulled machine head and prepared to make a sharp turn and pass between the two buildings. It's a tactical move, but it's not as useful in bid-by-bidding racing. "Oh oh ......" Meng Zheng also became nervous, he had never made such an attempt, seeing that the building was getting closer and closer, even the buckles on the windows could be seen clearly, and the plane was almost vertically tilted and was about to crash.

"Humph! You, please see 'Drift Flight'! Nakamura Sho laughed when he saw the appearance of the attack. At this time, his F-2CCV had just entered the corner, and the vertical canard wings were like the inflated neck of a cobra attack, and the relative reverse hit was slowed down with the speed brake, and then the same side deflection and rudder worked together, and the entire 16-meter-long fighter slid sideways and easily passed through the crack of the building.

When he overtook the attack, Sho Nakamura looked into the cabin of the attack, hoping to attract the attention of the girl on the other plane. He had just heard on the radio that there was a girl on that MiG-8. According to the unwritten rules of the Black Flying Race, if Sho Nakamura wins, the girl will belong to him.

Of course, Jin Jiangji also saw him, and shouted at Meng Zheng: "He has overtaken!" ”

Meng Yan gritted his teeth, pulled the nose of the aircraft and stepped on the right rudder, deliberately destroying the yaw damping of the aircraft, causing the fuselage to slip sideways. After all, the plane is underpowered, does not have as many fins as the F-2CCV, cannot carry out direct side force control, and is highly prone to dangerous side slippage. He's taking a risk, using the skid-prone aircraft to deliberately get into dangerous sideslips to achieve quick turns, but it's like walking a tightrope, and if you don't control it well, you will get into a runaway tailspin.

I have to admit that Meng Zhen is really a natural tightrope walker. Just like in the "Ground Enhancement" fight in the castle tower, he is a man who likes to walk the tip of a knife.

Flying is like this, it is not about the highest or the strongest, it is about the accuracy of the score.

In the whistling wind, both Meng Zhu and Sho Nakamura bypassed the first crack and went hand in hand with each other. But the struck was by side slipping, and the height dropped a lot. If you do this trick at the next corner, you will have to roll to the ground.

Jin Jiangji was in the back seat, and her small mouth was wide open in fright. If she hadn't been strapped to her seat, she would have jumped in shock. She understood how dangerous the action of the struck was. Especially in the drill floor joint, the height is too low, once the operation fails, there is no time to change the tail spin or escape.

As soon as the two of them staggered, they drilled through the building, and their speed also slowed down. At the same time, the laser concentrating weapon station on the roof of the building also began to reset, and the two low-altitude and low-speed targets were filtered out by the automatic interception system as considered a low threat.

At this time, the guests in the Golden Sands Hotel also came out. The glass curtain wall, platform, and square are already densely packed, all of which are crowds of people who stop to watch. Originally, they thought that the planes of both sides of the contest were large and small, and they were waiting to see the big ones bully the small ones. I didn't expect that the little duckling MiG-8 also has a set, and the fluttering is no worse than the professionally modified F-2CCV.

As the two planes entered the second crack in the building, the crowd began to swell to the other side, scrambling to see if the smaller planes could keep up. At this moment, the temporary gambling games are beginning to open up the shelves. In the post-war New Eastern Capital, anything can be gambled.

Looking at the noisy crowd on the ground, Sho Nakamura became excited. He liked the atmosphere of the competition, only to see him step on the rudder again, this time the corner was more beautiful, the plane was flying perfectly under the combined action of the fins of the whole body, and the horizontal tail slashed the building, literally grazing the glass curtain wall. This snake-headed multi-fined beast makes the most of every inch of space on the track.

Moreover, the drifting flight of the F-2CCV is using the power of aerodynamics, and the engine is in a state of minimum thrust. As a result, the building's glass façade vibrates gently without any damage. It also ensures the integrity of the entire air flow field, so that the aircraft can perfectly exert its thrust.

Nakamura Shoshun completed the double drift crossing between the three buildings, and took off into the air, and the crowd downstairs applauded enthusiastically. The corners of his mouth curled and he smiled triumphantly. I don't know how many times I have crossed in the Golden Sands Hotel, how can I lose to the layman of Mengji. If it weren't for the recent ban on drag racing at 8 locations including the Golden Sands Hotel, his results would have been even higher.

However, Nakamura did not expect that the reason why the government issued a ban here was because the laser interception system began to secretly start testing. When he now climbs to accumulate maneuvering energy, he has again activated the automatic interception system of the laser shaped weapon station, and the optical aiming turret begins to move quickly and capture the target.

When it was his turn to strike, he barely managed the MiG-8 general aviation plane to slide sideways in reverse, and the plane shook violently. After all, this is just a small general aviation aircraft, and compared to the professionally modified F-2CCV, it is like a three-wheeled motorcycle racing car.

Meng Zhu also passed the second building crack bend and ended the double crossing.

"Behind! Behind! Big brother, you can't lose! Jin Jiangji wanted to jump up and stomp her feet, rushed forward, and was strangled by the rope on her body again.

"What does it matter if you lose." He looked up at Sho Nakamura's F-2CCV, carefully observing the work of the pair of specially modified vertical canards under the air intake. How the aircraft is deflected in what attitude and what changes occur to the trajectory after deflection. He is silently recording all this.

"You just can't lose." The little princess bit her lip and said eagerly, "Kill that guy!" He had just overheard me. ”

"Well, it's dirty. but not to slaughter people. After all, the skills are beautiful and worth admiring. Meng Zhen was still observing the posture of the other party's plane, thinking that he would come twice, so his attention was not on Jin Jiangji's side.

"No, that wouldn't be perfect!"

"Huh? What's not perfect? ”

Jin Jiangji's face was a little hot again: "You come to save me, this process is not perfect!" My conversation with you was overheard, and it wasn't perfect! I want a perfect experience, and then I'll ......" At this point, the little princess was suddenly embarrassed to say it.

"And then?" Meng Shi didn't understand. However, he basically figured out the role of vertical canards in the drifting flight of the aircraft.

Jin Jiangji is still a little girl, and she also has a lot of beautiful fantasies, but she doesn't know what Meng Zhen thinks in her heart. Whether he had feelings for him, or whether there was something about him that attracted him, she wasn't sure.

But the little princess always felt that something should happen if she had a heart-to-heart cooperation with another man, a romantic rescue by him. She looked at the attack, the other party was reliable, and the person was not bad......

"Phew! Big brother is a big badass! ”

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhu glanced back at Jin Jiangji, snorting angrily. He remembered that when the castle tower was fighting, Kane Ji also left with a snort, and he still haunted it until now. Meng Zhu turned his head, didn't care about the game, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled and said, "Look at you." Well, I'll go and defeat him, and I'll apologize to you for the words that made you think I was cold when I was in the castle tower. ”

"Okay, it's a word, if you lose, I won't pay attention to you anymore."

"It's a deal." "Just now I wanted to see his movements, to ponder what it feels like to drift." ”

At this moment, he saw that Sho Nakamura used his remaining speed to complete the stall turn, and he had completely turned back.

"Now I'm the main character!" Meng sneered.

He pulled the lever and pushed the throttle, and the tiny MiG-8 soared into the air, and it was his turn to perform. Strike sideways over the fuselage, erect the horizontal canard to work vertically, and the ailerons as rudders. The aerodynamic surfaces that can be erected are erected by tilting the fuselage, mimicking the vertical canard and tail movements of the F-2CCV. In an instant, like a small loach, it smoothly circled around the three buildings twice, returning to the airspace in the direction of the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion. It's all Sho Nakamura's tricks.

In the blink of an eye, the game is over, and the winner is decided!

Sho Nakamura behind him was completely dumbfounded, he hadn't entered the corner yet, which meant that he had just completed half of the race.

The pressure lever was struck to allow the plane to resume level flight.

He's a quick learner. Even if the fifth brother Lu Tong released his pigeons in a row, the trick of jumping attack was still learned. At that time, Lu Tong was so angry that he glared dryly, and he had to force Meng Zheng to invite him to several drinks.

At this moment, there was an organic part on the roof of the Golden Sands Hotel, and Meng Zheng had just noticed the danger. That was the Shaped Laser Turret that had been activated, and he was all too familiar with it, and the core attack weapon of the "Centennial Ghost" used the same Shaped Laser System. Meng Strike knows the power of this thing, no matter how powerful the fighter is, after being irradiated by this thing, it will instantly melt and burst.

Now the shaped laser turret is not aimed at Meng, but at Sho Nakamura, who is diving at high speed and preparing to enter the corner.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, Meng Zhu sensed that the state of the laser system was not right. He realized that he might have inadvertently touched someone else's scheme.

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