Chapter 160: This Can't Be Done

As soon as they fought, Shadow Attack No. 2 found that his opponent was indeed very strong. ☆→

It's just a mere Falcon fighter and Snapdragon fighter, which are a few grades worse than the Night Owl fighter secretly created by the organization, and what's even more ridiculous is that the appearance of these fighters looks so dilapidated.

To be honest, just looking at the appearance, Shadow Strike 2 is even a little worried that these enemies will not suddenly fall apart when they fly.

But in the hands of the opposing pilots, these enemy planes, which seemed to be almost falling apart in the eyes of Shadow Raid 2, showed amazing performance.

"What a speed!"

Maneuvering his Night Owl fighter plane to roll sideways, dodging the cannon fire of a hotly pursued enemy plane, Shadow Strike 2 put away his contempt.

Being able to use Falcon fighters and Snapdragon fighters to such an extent, the strength of the opposing pilots really cannot be underestimated.

"Is that tattered look just a disguise? But if that's it, it's impossible to shoot down my super soldier! ”

Shadow Raid 2 thought so, piloting the Night Stalker fighter was a super difficult high-speed maneuver, ready to throw off the enemy plane behind him.

He was confident in the performance of the Night Stalker he was maneuvering, he was confident in his physical endurance, and he was even more confident in his flying skills.

The enemy's fighter plane is not as good as his own, his physical fitness is not as good as his own, and his flying skills are definitely not as good as his own, even if the opponent uses some small means, Shadow Strike 2 still believes that after this maneuver is completed, he can bite the opponent's tail in turn.

At that time, even if you can't really shoot down this enemy plane due to orders from above, it will be a good entertainment to tease.

With this pleasurable thought. Shadow Raid 2 saw the darkness of the universe. Suddenly, two brilliant fireworks burst out.

The flames from the explosion were unusually conspicuous in the dark universe. And under the reflection of the firelight, Shadow Raid No. 2, who had completed the difficult maneuver to the end, had an iron blue face.

"Who did it?"

He roared in his squad's communication channel.

"Which bastard knocked down the enemy plane! Are you crazy? ”

Shadow Strike Two is really angry, although in his opinion Shadow Strike One is a neurotic perverted guy, but an order is an order, and an order must be obeyed.

The organization has always been very strict in this regard.

Not to mention that although this operation was arbitrary from beginning to end, the upper authorities did issue an order not to harm the target person.

In case the target was really one of the two enemy planes......

Shadow Attack II didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Who did that?"

He roared like thunder.

At this time, his difficult maneuver was finally completed.

"Huh?"

He was a little surprised to find that there was an empty space in front of him—not scientific at all, because under normal circumstances. After he had completed this maneuver, he should have appeared behind the butt of the enemy plane.

But now......

Where did the enemy plane go?

Could it be ......

Shadow Raid II had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart, and he subconsciously manipulated the fighter plane to roll sideways.

Then, sure enough, he saw a string of cannon bullets slicing past his Night Stalker.

If he hadn't dodged in time, these cannon bullets would have hit his Night Stalker!

Shadow Strike Two suddenly felt a chill in his back.

"It can't be!"

He maneuvered the fighter and began a new difficult maneuver again, and not one, but several in a row.

He made a set of super-difficult compound maneuvers.

In the process, he once again saw a firework explode in the pitch-black universe.

Then he finally heard the exclamations of the team members coming from the communication channel.

"It can't be!"

He heard someone roar exactly like his own.

"Be careful, the opponent is strong!"

He also heard someone shouting a reminder to his teammates.

"Captain, it wasn't us who shot down the enemy plane, it was the enemy plane that shot us down!"

He also heard someone rushing to report the truth to him.

"Oh my God. It's so ugly! What a gaffe! Are you embarrassed to call yourself a super soldier? And don't be fooled by the enemy's tricks! ”

He even heard some neurotic pervert laugh like that on another channel.

But he didn't have time to care about the gibberish voices.

He's now too busy to take care of himself.

Shadow Attack II was horrified to find out. No matter how he dodged, the Snapdragon fighter that looked tattered and tattered was biting the back of his ass all the time, and he couldn't shake it off!

Wherever you go!

Strings of cannon bullets passed dangerously from the side of the Night Owl from time to time, and sweat began to flow down the forehead of Shadow Strike 2, and then it was absorbed and transformed by the internal circulation system in the pilot's special helmet.

Shadow Attack Two couldn't figure it out.

He pulled the nose high again, trying to get out of his current predicament with a complex successive tumbling motion, which was already the limit of what he could currently reach—the limit of his body's endurance.

He didn't believe that the other pilot's physical fitness could be compared to his own, and even if he could, the opponent's Snapdragon fighter would not be able to complete this kind of maneuver that only the Night Owl fighter could complete!

After a series of movements, the Night Stalker's movements stabilized again, and Shadow Strike 2 could feel that his head had begun to feel a little dizzy, and his chest was also stuffy, but he did not let up, he subconsciously manipulated the fighter plane to roll sideways again.

It's just a habitual action.

After discovering his movements, Shadow Attack Two smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

But after a short period of fighting, has that terrible opponent already put so much pressure on himself?

He thought so, and the smile on his face froze.

Because at this moment, he clearly saw that another string of cannon bullets passed dangerously past his night owl fighter.

"It can't be!"

Shadow Strike Two's face distorted instantly.

"It can't be!"

Shadow Raid Two felt like he must be crazy.

I'm a super soldier with a fusion degree of 71 percent!

In the entire Shadow Strike Army, only Shadow Strike No. 1 is stronger than him!

Even if the other pilots are those so-called modified people who have been made with defective products, and their bodies have been greatly strengthened, it is impossible to surpass them in terms of physical fitness!

Moreover, the opponent's space fighter is just a mere Snapdragon fighter, and it can't be compared with the night owl secretly developed and manufactured by the organization in terms of performance!

But what's going on now?

Why is it that he is obviously stronger, and he is obviously piloting a more advanced fighter, but he can't shake off the broken enemy plane behind him?

What exactly is the other pilot?

"It's impossible!"

Roaring in despair, Shadow Attack 2 found that in front of him, another tattered Snapdragon fighter had appeared.

"Why is this happening?"

In the roar of despair, a dazzling firework broke out again in the dark universe.

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