At this time, the system sound sounded sharply, similar to Zhuang Yan pinching his throat and shouting: "Detect ......"

As if he had been injected with a shot in the arm, VV scanned the interception barrage on the fire control radar with ease and without thinking, almost determining his position in the barrage with the force of his heartbeat.

After two strikes, VV has accumulated a wealth of experience: the area of the falling barrage matrix is two square kilometers, which is about the same as a square with a side length of 1.4 kilometers, if she is on the central axis of the barrage matrix, then the diagonal escape distance is one kilometer, but the shortest escape distance can be shortened to 0.7 kilometers.

0.7 km. Within 1.5 seconds of the barrage's arrival, with a lateral displacement of 0.7 kilometers, you will survive. That would require at least 60 times the acceleration of gravity.

Whether it will be crushed into a patty under sixty times gravity, or drenched in a downpour, is the question.

But VV doesn't have Prince Hamlet's feelings, because she doesn't have time to hesitate. When Zhuang Yan's sharp words "detect ......" spit out, VV almost instantly saw the projection position of the angry phoenix in the cross-section of the interception barrage, chose the direction of evasion, estimated the contact time, and completed this instantaneous reaction, almost overdrawing her mental strength. As for the option to avoid acceleration, she simply did not have time to calculate, it was all based on experience.

"Empirically" is actually a quick simulation process. The first two avoidance processes were equivalent to building a ready-made mathematical model in her mind, and she used her intuition to substitute the "traversal distance" into the model, and used the mental simulation to estimate the required acceleration.

People who are overworked feel "burned" because they use the simulation too many times.

Therefore, when the word "detection ......" was spit out, the thrusters under the right wing of the Angry Phoenix erupted wildly, and the fighter instantly completed a 180-degree deflection with one bone, and the back was against the barrage that had just passed away ten meters away, and the four thrusters in the abdomen lit up violently, and the Angry Phoenix once again crashed out sideways like a home run.

Forty-five times acceleration ravages VV again.

She gritted her silver teeth, and with her fierce wildness, she drummed out an almost masochistic willpower to persevere, and the angry phoenix chose the most clever shortcut under her sober fine-tuning, and swept 225 meters in one second, and the projection of the falling barrage was swept out in advance.

Zero-3 seconds later, the ferocious barrage matrix was like a high-speed train passing by, speeding by the angry phoenix endlessly.

The angry phoenix extinguished, and the left wing lower thruster lit up immediately afterward, pushing the fuselage to flip, and then the four-door thruster sprayed wildly to slow down, and braked at the edge of the gap for the second time, relying on vertical speed, tearing through the sky and the sky.

The angry phoenix saw the stitches between the only remaining cracks, facing the volley barrage of beans sprinkled in the sky, like an unyielding carp swimming against the current, in the deadly waves, jumping to the pinnacle of the dance of death.

Looking at it from a distance, I saw that in the fan-shaped striking surface of twenty-four square kilometers, countless pitch-black and cold matrix bombardments fell, pouring like a broken dotted line, and the angry phoenix rushed left and right between the dashed lines of death, sometimes tumbling and slowing down, sometimes deflagrating and flying, dodging and dodging in horror in the vast and magnificent rain of death, extinguishing the angry and unyielding light of hope under the cold and dark cosmic starry sky, and rushing towards the boundless starry sky and the end of death!

This mutilated and scattered body, accompanied by a proud and wild driving flame, lit up the light of fireflies in the indifferent universe, and stubbornly continued to light and extinguish for nine seconds.

Even if the Raging Phoenix extinguished its main engine, even if the Raging Phoenix was struggling on the death line, it always maintained a terrifying speed of six thousand meters per second, piercing into the sky like a deadly sword.

In order to maintain strike accuracy, space-based interceptor weapons stay in a low orbit of one hundred and twenty kilometers. This is a simple math problem, and for the Angry Phoenix, a distance of fifty kilometers can be eaten away in just nine seconds.

Nine seconds later, I'm not dead, you're dead.

The dialysate in the cockpit had been stained a heavy cherry red, barely affecting visibility. But VV had forgotten the pain and fear, and the will to survive when she set off was full of love and hate, clearing away all distractions, so much so that when the space-grade small-caliber rapid-fire guns on the fighters' wings spat out tongues of fire, her cherry lips hooked up a smug smile.

In orbits 120 kilometers above the ground, three space-based interceptor satellites with kinetic weapon warheads at a distance of 40 kilometers remain silent as they reload kinetic weapon cluster munitions.

Suddenly, a furious phoenix with its engine spurted past a kilometer away from one of the satellites and mockingly flew into the pitch-black universe without even looking back at the cold executioner.

In the next second, the kinetic energy weapon launched by the Angry Phoenix followed and hit the interceptor satellite, and the fragile satellite body was instantly torn apart under this beam of artillery fire, disintegrating into three parts: solar cell wings, warhead and body, rolling and flipping in orbit blankly, and continuing to float lifelessly.

Three seconds later, two other satellites 40 kilometers away also tore apart one after another, repeating the same mistakes as a pile of broken scrap metal, spinning around the planet in a daze, honorably joining the space junk club.

A command overturned the tactical table for the second time.

What exactly happened in the universe, no one had the privilege of witnessing. But it is an indisputable fact that three space-based interceptor combat satellites were scrapped at the same time. The space-based kinetic weapon interception system, which has been leading the world for 20 years, finally failed in just 15 seconds, becoming the most fierce but shortest surviving combat system in the history of space, it has failed the designer's ambition to dominate near-Earth space, and its inability to embarrass the entire national defense command, and its record has sent more than 30 fathers into the cold palace, so that the entire space-based kinetic weapon interception system has been dismounted, and it has become the record holder with the shortest cycle from application to retirement in the history of science, thus standing out from the crowd. And the championship status of this record is unshakable and unbreakable.

15 seconds.

And these fifteen seconds are hellish fifteen seconds for Zhuang Yan.

He stared at the driver's life parameters that were automatically transmitted back in batches from the Angry Phoenix cockpit, and when his heart rate skyrocketed, Zhuang Yan's heart was also beating wildly, and he suddenly clenched his left chest involuntarily. When his blood pressure plummeted, he also imagined that the cockpit was a thrilling red, and his heart was painful and worried.

But the data has been coming back, and the fingers have been very clear, proving that the angry phoenix is still there, the hope is still there, VV is still fighting, and she hasn't conceded defeat yet!

Li Ming saw Zhuang Yan's face as white as rice paper, his lips were clenched, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the parameter screen.

While Zhuang Yan was still living like a year, an observer suddenly stood up and shouted in disbelief:

"In low-earth orbit...... Three small combat satellites in near-earth orbit were destroyed! The Enraged Phoenix has destroyed the enemy's proud space-based kinetic weapon interception system! ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, he couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart, because he finally stopped being frightened, because his goddess won!

If VV had appeared in front of him at this time, Zhuang Yan would have abandoned his pathetic reserve and the only remaining shame, shouted "Goddess" with tears in his eyes, and kissed her toes in ecstasy, offering his humble respect with the humblest salute of ancient Egypt.

When Li Ming was in a daze, he suddenly heard Zhuang Yan muttering, "This life is up to her", he was infected, and an unstoppable ambition suddenly jumped in his chest, and he slammed his fist on the bridge, and shouted generously with Zhuang Yan:

"This fate is up to her! I'm grass Nyima's! Who can stop her! Well? Well? Who can stop her! ”

At this time, it was in the vacuum period of the missile strike, and when they heard this heart-wrenching shout, the attention of the people in the computer center was all focused on the state of the angry phoenix. Suddenly, like a wildfire, unprecedented confidence and pride poured into the chests of all, and this unexpected victory and the ecstasy of grief broke through the embankment of reason. Suddenly, the entire computing center was flooded with the roar of the mountain and river:

"This life is up to her!"

"Who can stop her?"

As the "day" of the computer center, Wei Xu's face was not good-looking, and he clenched the railing and was silent.

Song Dan couldn't see Wei Xu's expression, she was ecstatic and smiled with satisfaction.

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