"Origin of Magic...... Banzai! Looking at the pillars of smoke rising into the air, the demon soldiers on the walls of Sestos raised their long swords and shouted at the demon missiles that were far away.

Accompanied by their shouts, hundreds, if not thousands, of these large "rockets" without guidance devices, and the magic engines roared towards distant targets.

"The Devil has taken off hundreds of fighter jets...... No, at least 500! And even more. Looking at the radar screen, the radar operator on the AWACS aircraft instantly became nervous.

Of course, he had seen the air force densely packed with demons, but those demon bats with wings didn't have such a fast speed!

From the analysis of the radar screen, these demonic air forces that rose into the air almost immediately possessed a speed that exceeded the sound.

"Is it the Devil's new fighter?" The commander of the AWACS aircraft, who was standing behind the radar operator, also saw those chaotic spots of light on the screen and asked with some confusion.

After all, Iran Hill's fighter unit also has fighters that can surpass the speed of sound, so they are no stranger to flying machines at this speed.

"Probably...... They are flying in the direction of Angchar...... Shall we notify the fighter unit to intercept? The radar operator asked.

The commander touched his chin and ordered: "Let the Air Force fighters go to intercept!" Inform Angshire ...... Wait......"

Before he finished his order, he saw those spots of light on the radar screen, and there were some subtle changes in the trajectory of the flight.

"They are spreading, not like they are flying in formation...... More like, they're spreading out...... What the hell is this? Staring at the light spots on the radar screen, the commander looked puzzled and subconsciously muttered.

In front of him, the radar operator sitting in the position was also puzzled, these flying targets did not seem to be flying in a fixed flight formation......

"Immediately send the fighters to intercept...... This order continues! While ordering, the officer grabbed the intercom next to him: "I am the front-line early warning aircraft Lookout No. 29!" The state of the aircraft that the enemy took off is not quite right! Yes...... Their flight trajectory, not quite right! ”

And at the same time, on the radar screens of the anti-aircraft missile forces in Iran Hill, the soldiers saw a spectacular picture.

"What is this? Fighter jets? What the hell? How could it be so much. "Looking at the approaching targets, the radar operators in Alan Hill were a little overwhelmed.

Of course, they had seen such a dense demon air force, but they had never seen such a fast demon air force!

"The other side has about twice the speed of sound...... Is this their new fighter? Are you kidding? At this speed, it is already a ...... of the MiG-21" A commander handed the report to his superiors and complained: "The Air Force has gone to intercept it, but there are too many opponents." ”

As they spoke, one by one Iran Hill F-15 fighter jets with golden eagle insignia painted on their wings, their engines roaring and climbing above the clouds.

In the past, this altitude was rarely reached by the opposing fighter's aircraft. This is arguably the absolute domain of the Irlanhill Air Force, which is a relatively safe flight altitude.

But today, the F-15, a heavy air superiority fighter born to intercept the opponent's bombers, has finally carried out its old job in the other world!

"Intercept the target! Get ready to launch missiles! A fighter pilot wearing an oxygen mask and speaking with an urn in his eyes blocked by a helmet sight, opened his mouth to command the friendly fighter pilots on his left and right.

"Understood!" All the pilots turned on the radar and then energized the missiles mounted under the wings. Then, they saw that those extremely fast targets had already entered the detection range of their radar!

"Launch! Launch! There was a nervous shout in the headset, and these battle-hardened pilots immediately fired rows of AIM-120 air-to-air missiles at the enemy who had not yet entered the field of vision in the distance.

There was a long white trail of smoke above the blue sky, and soon these F-15 fighters who were responsible for intercepting saw the targets they were going to intercept.

"Turn around! Turn around! Demon Fighter! Disperse! Climb! Get ready for fighting! Get ready for fighting! With a hurried command, one F-15 fighter jet after another began to climb higher into the sky, and the furious noise of the engine turning on the afterburner resounded throughout the sky.

"How can they be so fast! There are also problems with this formation! Damn it! Damn it! "The pilot in the cockpit of an F-15 fighter jet noticed that the enemy fighter intercepted this time seemed to be completely different from the previous one.

The first is that the opponent's flight speed is very fast, which is almost the limit of the speed of the F-15 fighter. Secondly, the flight altitude of these demon fighters is also not right, it is obviously higher than that of ordinary demon fighters!

"Boom!" A combat missile slammed into the wing of a demon fighter and exploded into a cloud of sparks.

The pilot of Iran Hill, who shot down an enemy plane, frowned and questioned loudly in the intercom: "Something is wrong with them!" Something is wrong with them! There are no evasive maneuvers in these planes! They didn't evade the move! ”

"The formation of these planes is also not right! They don't have formations! Or rather, the formation has dispersed. The pilot inside another F-15 fighter jet, after shooting down a demon fighter, also shouted over the radio communicator.

With their doubts, these "demon fighters" continued to fly forward, and some had even begun to emit black smoke, which seemed to be something malfunctioning.

"Damn, they weren't there to bomb our base, were they?" The pilot of a fighter jet voiced his suspicions.

I have to say that people's intuition is sometimes quite accurate. His guess is not too far from the actual situation.

"These planes don't look like they're being flown by people...... They...... They...... It's more like ......" The other pilot said to his lips, and for a moment he couldn't remember the word he wanted to say.

The front-line commander of the "large rocket ......" commanded the operation suddenly realized something and immediately pressed the switch of communication with the base: "Angchar! Angshire! These may not be demon fighters, these may be demonic rockets! Intercept! Intercept all targets! ”

At his shout, the second batch of demon rockets appeared on the radar screen of the AWACS aircraft monitoring the demon fleet.

And the demon forces of Sestos are pushing more demon rockets onto the launch rails that are not very straight.