Chapter 1300: Strong Attack

Flying in winter is never an easy task.

Even though the Sky Riders were equipped with wolfskin hats, fluffy scarves, and windproof goggles, the bare skin on their faces could still feel a biting chill from time to time.

After all, the Skyfire's windshield is located directly in front of it, and when the wind direction changes or the plane maneuvers, the cold wind and snowflakes pour into the cockpit from all directions.

But Goode also understands the need for such a design.

With huge wings above his head and a narrow line of vision ahead, the only way to see the ground was to poke his head out of the cockpit. In fact, this is the one thing he and Finkin do the most - the Sky Knight is not as he thought before, the two sides arrive at the battlefield and show their weapons, each with their own skills, if they do not know the enemy's location in advance, it is very difficult to find the target in the air.

You must know that thousands of meters away, the Skyfire is almost the size of an ant, not to mention the figure on the ground.

This is probably the reason why biplanes need to be equipped with two people - two pairs of eyes are better than one.

"Did you find anything?"

He asked, turning his head back.

About an hour earlier, the team had crossed the skies over Howling Castle, and according to the map, the enemy should have been in the vicinity of the area if they hadn't given up the pursuit. In order to find the target as quickly as possible, the four planes spread out in all directions with due north as the center line, forming a fan-shaped search surface.

This is also the standard multi-aircraft search method set out in the Flight Manual.

Theoretically, as long as they did not deviate from the course, four aircraft would be enough to cover an area of more than 200 kilometers, but considering the influence of the weather, the groups of aircraft were not too far apart, which also greatly reduced the area of the fan.

"Nothing!" replied Finkin, holding up his lookout glasses, "could the devil have caught up with the refugees and killed them all?"

"Then you should be able to find a lot of corpses, too!"

"Okay, I'll try to see ...... Pray that the snow doesn't cover them. Finjin yelled, "Man, can you fly a little lower?"

Goode pressed down slightly, glancing at the compass and altimeter.

This is also the only key parameter on the Skyfire that can judge the position of its current prescription.

However, the Flight Manual also clearly cautions against placing undue trust in instruments – "Because of the limitations of His Majesty's technical capabilities, instrument errors should be regarded as the norm, especially in times of drastic changes in climate, altitude and topography." Don't forget to look out at any time, unless you're willing to be the cornerstone of technological progress – Tilly Wimbleton. 」

"Three hundred meters at most, it can't go any lower. This isn't the western realm of the Grey Keep, it's full of plainsβ€”"

Before he could finish speaking, Finkin interrupted him, "Two degrees to the right!

Goode's expression froze, and he immediately adjusted his course.

Except for the sound of the wind and the roar of the engine, there is hardly any outside sound in the flight, so the movement of the partner must not mean a sound, but a change that can be seen with the eyes - and in this kind of weather, there is little activity in the wild, then this movement is particularly suspicious.

Soon, Goode caught the vision with the naked eye, and on a raised hillside, a number of black shadows appeared against a snow-white background, not scattered in sporadic ways, but forming a series of continuous lines, which looked like strands of hair scattered in the snow from a distance.

"That's ...... Footprints?"

Finkin's shout answered his question, "That's right, I think Your Highness should be talking about them! There are indeed people moving on the hillside, more than one or two! God, the devil is chasing the refugees, and I have seen more than a hundred corpses! Judging by the size, it should be a madman, the number is about thirty or forty!"

"Send a signal!" Goode didn't hesitate any longer and pressed the lever down, "Let's go first!"

With a "snort", three glowing green flares shot straight into the sky, in stark contrast to the red moon fixed in the center of the dome.

The plane swooped down the hillside, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and when it was four or five hundred meters away from the top of the slope, Goode finally saw the refugees rolling in the snow. They fled down the mountain in terror, and many of them rolled down almost all the way, and their situation can be imagined.

The mad demons devoured the fleeing party little by little in the rear, and the enemy didn't seem to be able to exert their physical strength and speed, and it was more like a game to pass the time than a slaughter.

Goode felt blood rush up.

He silently recited his shooting experience, aimed the nose at the madman on the top of the hill, and when the two became a straight line, he pressed the fire button.

The nose of the plane instantly gunfired!

This is also the easiest way for the Skyfire to hit the target - at an altitude of two or three hundred meters, there is no need to consider the fall of the bullet path, from the dive to the pull-up, the nose of the aircraft points to the direction of the bullet strafing. Even he wouldn't miss such an opportunity!

The jet that came out of the disembowelment instantly stirred up a straight "dividing line" in the snow!

At this moment, the devil also noticed the giant bird falling from the sky. They screamed and drew their bone spears and threw them at the Skyfire, with no intention of avoiding it.

At this moment, the "dividing line" rushed into the devil's horde without hindrance.

And what it separates is life and death.

The whizzing metal bullet easily pierced through the madman's body, and the strings of snow pillars suddenly became a little more blue. The devil who was hit in the chest could see the red mist that suddenly bloomed behind him, and the one that swept his arms and legs was directly broken, and for a while, the stumps and minced flesh were scattered and splashed in all directions, and the momentum of the enemy's pursuit was also stagnant.

After sweeping a round, the devil's bone spear was belated. Unfortunately, at this altitude, the enemy's spear throwing attack could not pose any threat to the Skyfire, and even if it could fly, the spearhead would lose all its strength and speed, and it would be almost impossible to hit the high-speed biplane.

And the Skyfire's attack is far from over.

The process of Gude pulling the nose back up is the time for the backseat shooter to play.

Finkin's indiscriminate shot at the top of the hill was a random shot, but instead of a traceable dive shot, his refill was purely experienced.

The devil seemed to have only then realized that the strange birds in the sky were not hybrid beasts or other monsters, but human weapons of war! But this realization did not bring any change to their situation, lying down and hiding and desperately fighting back in front of the skyfire were meaningless, and even the hope of escape became extremely slim.

How desperate the human cavalry was in the face of the faster and taller dinosaurs in the past battles of the Divine Will, the same is true of the mad demons today - maybe even more.

Moments later, Goode gathered enough momentum to swoop down on the Devil Squad again.

Two other teams of companions also appear above the skyline.

Under the ensuing multi-faceted attack, the devil began to turn around and run wildly to the rear, and the flying team clung to it, taking the opportunity to expand the victory.

Neither Goode nor Fingen realized that for the first time in nearly a thousand years, they had pursued the majority in a two-race encounter with a small number - even the evacuation team of the First Army before did not dare to take the initiative to attack the enemy when they were not superior in numbers, and now in the face of forty or fifty mad demons, the three planes combined were only six people.

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