The fierce battle continues, especially the pilots of the SCAR squad are more prominent, the excellent performance of the jackal fighters in their hands is like a ballet dancer dancing on the edge of death, each attack will give the Mars fleet a headache, there are already several destroyers that have been shot in a thousand holes, and the loss of UNSA is only a few dozen fighters.

"Sir, what now!" On the Mount Olympus, who was watching the battle from afar, Salenkoch was also thinking about whether to attack now and destroy the remaining warships on Earth, or wait, maybe in the next second, Rhea would send good news.

"Help, this is the Achilles heel, our reactor is damaged, and it is about to ............" The cry for help stopped abruptly.

"Sir! The advance team has already lost more than half of its aviation squadron, and we lack the strength to fight that aircraft carrier! The air traffic controller looked at Salenkoch anxiously.

"Prepare to leap and destroy the Earth fleet!" Now, Salenkoch has to admit that his plan to solve the Earth Fleet and the Earth Defense System in one fell swoop has completely failed, but since the remaining fleets of the Earth have left the cover of their ground firepower, then leave all their fleets behind! As for the Earth, there will be a chance! Salenkoch was reluctant to persuade himself.

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Leaning in the cabin, Fisher swallowed the last bite of the biscuit with great effort, and then looked at the nutrient solution in the cabin storage box and licked some dry lips, it has been almost a hundred years since the restraint of gravity, human beings still have not solved the physiological problems of pilots, the only improvement is nothing more than the taste of the food is better, the diaper material is better, the water absorption is stronger, and it will not look bloated, but as a delicate boy, Fisher feels that he is not very thirsty.

"Sortie order, sortie order!" As he continued to stare at the nutrient solution, his hardcore brother Antonio strode into the hangar.

"We're already at war with the Earth fleet, let's see how many aces we can play today, are you ready, boys?"

"It's time to let those Earth bastards know we're good today!" The pilots immediately cheered.

Then, before everyone could calm down, the battleship in transit shook suddenly, and the alarm lights on both sides of the hangar immediately lit up.

"Ready to go, hurry up!"

The ground crews and robots that came out of the chrysalis climbed onto the fighter jets like ants, refueling the fuel, hanging the missiles and hanging the missiles, a fiery atmosphere before the big war.

The leap engine at four times the speed of light propelled the huge battleship Mount Olympus through the universe, and it took less than ten minutes to reach the Earth battlefield in full swing.

Fisher, who was ejected again, had not even been out of his state, and the alarm system of the Tornado fighter and the robot behind it had already begun to give alarms.

"Missiles are coming!" Three missiles swirled down on the massive hull of the Olympus, only to be stopped by the heavy armor.

After seeing the reinforcements of the Mars fleet, an Earth destroyer once again released a squadron of jackals, joined forces with the jackals of the coast guard, and pounced on Fisher and the others with great momentum.

"Pull up, pull up, each fight, let's go!"

Fisher glanced at the hot battlefield roughly, a jackal very close to him was chasing behind the ass of a storm, the light cannon and missiles stared at each other and beat each other, but it was a pity that a snakeskin was in a position and a marksmanship was too horse, and the jackal missile did not stick to the other party's tail when it was finished, but exposed its own six points.

Fisher switched the wings of the fighter to fold mode, then activated afterburner propulsion, instantly narrowing the distance between the two sides to a kilometer, and then confirmed that the fire control locked on to the other side, and launched two missiles at once.

The jackal fighter in front also spotted the uninvited guest behind the buttocks, rows of hot decoy bombs ejected from both sides of the fighter, and then the pilot controlled the fighter to make an acceleration turn, successfully throwing off the incoming missile, but what made the coast guard pilot nervous was Fisher flying out of the fire generated by the explosion.

Tempest's wings flapped and its propulsion slowed down, and Fisher pulled down the lever to the left, and Tempest shifted the nose of the plane directly in place, intercepting the opponent's escape direction.

"Goodbye!" Thanks to the blessing of the souls of the dead on the surrounding battlefield, Fisher's firing timing remained in the best condition, the 20mm gun only damaged the jackal's engine and destroyed the opponent's ability to act, and the pilot was still intact in the cabin.

"One!" After confirming that the opponent had lost his combat effectiveness, Fisher continued to fly the fighter to the most intense place, which was also the place where a large number of souls gathered.

Relying on leakage and obscenity tactics, Fisher then took out two more jackals, but just as he was about to deal with another one to become an ace, the starry sky less than ten kilometers away from him appeared in the first impact battle in the history of the Earth into space, under the command of the captain of the Punishment, Arad, the Punishment crashed headlong into the already supernatural Olympus Mountain, which was about to take out the last surviving UNSA destroyer, the Tigris.

"The Olympus Mountain is on fire, we must disengage, each aircraft evacuate to the friendly starship first, and choose the opportunity to return to the building!" After dropping a sentence lightly, the Olympus Mountain jumped straight into the jump and left the battlefield, leaving only a bunch of fighters staring wide-eyed.

"Damn, it's almost!" At this moment, both the earthlings and the Martians are beating their chests, the flagships of both sides have been hit hard, one has lost power, and the other has caught fire, as long as the aviation forces of both sides work harder, they will definitely be able to leave the flagship, but the current situation is that the Martian fighters that have lost the Mount Olympus cannot be effectively supplied and maintained, and the jackal fleet of the earth needs to hold the paralyzed Punishment to the death.

"Retreat, let's take the moon first!" The commander of the advance team of the Eighth Fleet understands that continuing to fight now will not only do him all harm but not benefit, and may even wipe out the whole army, and the top priority now is to recover the fleet and complete the convergence with the remaining forces of the Eighth Fleet, anyway, they have basically solved the Earth fleet, and now after the moon is the most important resource port on the earth, the earth can only be locked in the atmosphere by Mars again, and there is no possibility of rising!