When the dragon knight unit of the imaginary enemy squadron barely entered the battlefield, this exercise of slaughtering 30 planes with one plane was nearing the end.

The dragon knight at the head was just about to climb to reinforce his allies, and the armor he was wearing for exercises showed that he had been shot down by the enemy.

This is simply a solo show, and everyone else can only be a foil.

It wasn't even clear what their enemies looked like, but the group of dragon knights who had just entered the war zone because they were too slow had already been shot down several times.

The rest of the dragon knights quickly dispersed, but their speed was no different from that of a snail in front of Wes.

When the MiG-15 fighter roared in the sky, the Dragon Knight was already destined to be eliminated.

Now in the face of this latest super fighter piloted by Weis, these dragon knights don't even have room to fight back.

One by one, the dragon knights were "shot down" and crashed. No one doubted that if this was a real battlefield, the scene would have been very, very bloody.

On the way to reinforcements, they had already heard the desperate cries of their comrades from the radio channel.

"...... What are you doing......" When he looked at the dragon knights beside him, flashing red lights one after another, and then forced to lower his altitude and exit, the remaining dragon knights were about to collapse.

He tugged at the dragon's reins and climbed up to the clouds with his own dragon in one breath.

Under the cover of the clouds, he finally saw a shadow that was so fast that people couldn't speak, and rushed towards the AWACS aircraft in the distance.

The last F-15 fighter rushed towards that shadow, and it was not long before he remembered the brutal news that the F-15 had been shot down.

When this dragon knight wondered if the other party really had only one fighter jet, that terrifying black shadow had already rushed in the direction where he was.

"I have the advantage of horizontal maneuverability at this altitude...... His speed is too fast, there is no way to fight me......" The lone dragon knight muttered quietly, using his rich experience in fighting F-15 fighters, ready to fight against the incredibly fast "enemy aircraft".

Suddenly, the dragon under his crotch seemed to sense something, hovering in the air and flapping its wings, and turned back with difficulty.

Behind it, the new fighter with its two tail nozzles already pointing almost vertically downwards also hovered almost in the ethereal clouds.

In the cockpit, Wess in his helmet was staring at his last prey, and this prey was staring at him at this very moment.

Wes could even make out the frightened eyes of the knight sitting on the dragon's back, but the other could not see through the glass on his helmet.

In the next second, Wes pulled the trigger, and the red signal light on the dragon knight lit up, and the poor dragon knight, who had just finished turning, humbly withdrew from the exercise.

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"A new fighter...... Take out the most elite imaginary enemy squadron within our Air Force! A whole squadron! Throwing a stack of documents on the desk of Defense Minister Castena, the commander-in-chief of the Air Force, Butolia, who hurried back to Seris, said: "Grand Duke Castena...... Your procurement case may need to be repaired. ”

"I already know about it, and it's not news...... The results of the exercise came out the day before yesterday, so to speak...... It's impressive. ”

"I propose to purchase this new fighter! Right now...... Instantly! Right away! As long as you have a hundred...... No, fifty such new fighters, I can guarantee that the air safety of Seris! ”

"In the last procurement proposal, you also said the same, as long as you give you 100 F-15 fighter jets, you can make the enemy air force attacking Seris have no return!" Kastner said as he picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of him.

In addition to approval and political training, Kastner, the defense minister, actually has a lot of time. After all, he was once the king of Higgs, so he was always mindful of his identity.

What should be taken care of and what should not be managed, he has already groped for the door. Now he is basically a grand duke who retires as minister of defense.

When he has nothing to do, he drinks tea in the office, and the procurement approval helps Chris check and try to reduce some military spending.

When there was a ceremony of sufficient rank, when he needed to attend, he went to present some Golden Eagle medals to commend the elite of the troops who came back from the front line to recuperate.

As for the arrogant generals in Chris's hands, he is generally not offended if he can. Most of these generals, especially those who are qualified to deal with him, are the ministers of the dragon who have followed Chris to fight the world since the time when Seris and Mayne started the war, and he is a sensitive ruler who always wants to get more reinforcements for his daughter.

So, the only time that reminds people of the mild-mannered and handsome Grand Duke Castena when he was the Minister of Defense of the Iran Hill Empire was when he approved the procurement proposal......

He also poured a cup of tea for Butolia, motioned for the other party to sit down and said slowly, Castena, who is not old and very handsome, looks very Buddhist at this moment.

You only need to chat with him for a few words, and you can know that he is a real nobleman, the kind of gentleman with pure blood, strict family education, and every gesture.

It only takes a glance to see a little bit of Princess Capet Luna's shadow from the body of Grand Duke Casterna.

Even Princess Luna, who has a pair of long legs and proportions, has inherited Casterner's good genes.

Even now, Castena is the most high-profile star of the banquet. Wherever he goes, he is sought after by a group of noble ladies.

And Castena, who dances very well and is accustomed to dealing with nobles, has always been in a state of not touching a leaf in a hundred flowers - he knows that he represents the royal family of the Irranhill Empire, so his image has always been very decent.

Just looking at Castera's appearance, you know that Chris is a blessed man, and his general and princess are definitely beautiful.

Seeing Castena's gesture, Butolia was not polite, and sat directly opposite Castena, pinched the teacup, and poured it through.

"Your Excellency! You should know very well! Weapons and equipment need to be updated! After drinking the tea, he continued.