In the sky, a coercion surged over like a tsunami, swift and ferocious.

This is a force beyond the level of Jin Condensation!

It's a variable again.

"Isn't it?! Again! ”

Jin Ning sensed this suffocating breath and couldn't help but feel a tightening in his heart. He immediately raised his head and looked at the sky.

In the thick dark clouds, a purple shuttle was taking off at a rapid pace. It deftly dodged one missile after another and headed straight for the battlefield.

"Commander! Enemy reinforcements came. ”

"How many are there?"

When Jin Ning heard the news, he confirmed his conjecture. This fighter plane did not come well.

"Our Tech Ball survey results show that there is only one person on it."

"Alone?"

Although there is only one person on the other side, this is definitely the pinnacle of personal power. Far beyond the current Jin Ning. But fortunately, he has only one person, no matter how strong he is, in the current situation, he is not the opponent of the Star Legion.

"Buzz!"

A stream of flames suddenly erupted from the tail of the shuttle, and then it sped up, breaking through the blockade of missiles one after another, and rushed towards Jin Ning.

"This is the [Abyss Raider]!"

In the darkness of the battleship, some people stuck to the portholes and saw the swift passing warplane.

This is a terrifyingly powerful fighter. Only those above the deacon level are eligible to bring them into the mission. And a deacon can generally only call one.

And the Friesen one is a simplified version of this fighter. It only loads the original version of the same engine, and everything else is not as good as this Abyss Raider.

And this one is a real T0-class fighter.

At this time, Zhao Weihua was fighting with a group of fighters. After a long battle, his level has increased considerably. But in his heart, he couldn't be happy at all.

"Damn. If I had been asked to come out earlier, how could this have been the result?! It's all because of those old antiques, who took all the opportunities. ”

Zhao Weihua destroyed an enemy plane and scolded a long list.

By this time, his fighter had already suffered some damage. He was also a little embarrassed, which he couldn't accept. He had no teammates around him, and he drove them away. Because there are too few Viking fighters, most of them are still Wraith fighters. And these are old antiques in his eyes.

Although the battleship in front of him was paralyzed by the tech ball. But it's a top priority. In Zhao Weihua's eyes, if he could appear earlier and start leveling, he would be able to single-handedly challenge this battleship. This first-class merit was robbed, which made the arrogant pilot very dissatisfied.

Although the interstellar legions all obeyed Jin Ning's words. But each unit has its own character. For example, Zhao Weihua, he looks down on other units.

In his eyes, a unit like the Iron Crow deserves to be his teammate. And these are units that have been eliminated for decades, and Zhao Weihua looks down on them completely. What's more, they also took up so many opportunities and robbed so many military merits.

"Zhao Weihua. Hold off the fighter in front. Be careful, its performance is not below you. ”

Zhao Weihua received Jin Ning's order at this time, and immediately destroyed the fighter in front of him, ended the game, and put into a new mission.

There was a trace of excitement and a trace of satisfaction in his heart: Sure enough, I still have to rely on me to do the war if I use old antiques!

Although without Freya, Jin Ning could not see the detailed data of this fighter, but according to his years of experience, the performance of this fighter is definitely above that of ordinary Viking fighters, and he can only rely on Zhao Weihua to fight with him.

Anyway, the person sitting on it is a strong man, and the fighter is not a good stubble. Then only by letting him destroy the plane and kill people can he reduce the variables.

On the dashboard of Zhao Weihua's fighter plane, a red dot was flashing rapidly. This is an enemy aircraft speed detector. This means that the enemy's speed has exceeded the top speed of his own fighter.

"Holy! What the hell! ”

The heroic pilot swallowed and said with some consternation.

Of course, if the level of Victor (Hero-level Wraith Fighter) can be transferred to Zhao Weihua, then the two should be able to split five. However, the Viking fighter level is almost always the initial level. This was originally Jin Ning's hole card. But who would have thought that they would have to fight against such a terrifying force with their hole cards?

"I knew it and took it out to practice leveling......"

Jin Ning looked at the information on the radar and frowned.

Faced with such a situation, Zhao Weihua still chose to block it.

He spun the joystick and pushed it all the way. The Viking engines also roared, and a stream of silver light came out, and it flew forward.

In the fighter plane opposite.

A black-clad pilot glanced at the Viking fighter coming towards him, and the corners of his mouth lifted to reveal a hint of mockery.

He turned back to the man in the back seat and said respectfully:

"Lord Deacon, when you get to the place, hand over the fighter plane to me."

"Okay, let's turn on the airborne. I'll leave it to you. I'm going to find Friesen. ”

The person sitting in the back, wearing a black cloak and a white mask. The mask depicts a bone-chilling crying face.

He shook his head and replied in a low voice.

The driver heard the deacon's reply, nodded, then reached out and pressed a button on the dashboard.

The back seat was immediately enveloped in a cloud of light. Immediately after, with a flash of light, the deacon in the back seat disappeared. Only this driver remains.

At this point, Jin Ning's little abacus also fell through. Probably because of some shielding devices, the tech ball shows that there is only one person on it. This made Jin Ning make a wrong judgment.

The pilot raised his head, looked out the window, and smiled excitedly at the speeding silver fighter.

"Come on! Let me see how strong Doomstar's fighters are! ”

In the sky, the two fighters quickly wrenched together, each rolling wildly. Under the cockpit, one cover after another suddenly opened, and countless missiles drilled out of it.

"Boom, boom!"

Bursts of fire erupted in the air, and then both warplanes emerged from the smoke.

"Knock knock knock!"

The cannons under the cockpit then hissed at the same time. Once again, the two fighters deflected to the left at the same time, dodging the string of cannons.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Zhao Weihua looked at the enemy and frowned.

The behavior and operation of the two are almost identical, and Zhao Weihua is the strongest pilot under Jin Ning at this time, which also illustrates a terrible fact:

The person on the other side was on par with his trump card, but that person was not the strongest in the organization.

Jin Ning's head is bigger.

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, the abyssal attacker deflected again, and a module stretched out from the bottom, and before Zhao Weihua could react, a beam of light shot out of it.

The strong light suddenly stabbed Zhao Weihua and couldn't open his eyes. His instincts told him that the blow would threaten him with death. Thinking of muscle memory, he tightened his grip on the stick and slid to the left. But then, he discovered the enemy's purpose:

One missile after another is flying towards itself in front of its own left!

"What?!"

This abyssal attacker didn't use this laser weapon to destroy Zhao Weihua, but just to force him to the left.

But how did he know that Zhao Weihua would go to the left!

It's a psychological tactic. For Zhao Weihua, who is also an ace pilot, his psychology is easier to guess by his peers.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard. Just when Zhao Weihua was ready for the impact, the expected explosion did not appear.

He quickly looked out and saw a blue curtain of light enveloping him. It's just that this light curtain is full of cracks at this time.

In the headphones, a deep male voice came out.

"Be careful, brother. The energy you have recovered is all for you. There will be no such service later. I can only help you get here. ”

This is Cao Long's voice.

At this time, the technology ball, which was also an antique, gave Zhao Weihua a very crucial layer of shield. If it weren't for this tech ball, this Viking fighter would have been severely damaged at this time.

I don't know why, Zhao Weihua's heart suddenly swelled up with a different experience. But he was quickly pressed down. Because now fighting is his main task.

"Got it, thank you...... Senior ......"

Zhao Weihua whispered, then quickly pulled away and re-entered the fight.

If in the interstellar world, Cao Long and they are all dead. After all, there is a gap of decades between them. So in Cao Long's eyes, Zhao Weihua is a person like a little grandson. Although Zhao Weihua did not want to see them.

"Afterlife...... It's up to you......"

Cao Long looked at the radar and said softly.

Victor also received the task at this time, laughed, and gathered Zhao Weihua with a few resentful fighters.

"Your seniors are still your seniors!"

Victor said with a smile.