The fighter plane is like a dancing girl, if you want to dance dexterously and lightly, you must first have a hip that can twist infinitely at 360 degrees. Like a middle-aged father, I can only stiffly complete the buttocks in the four directions of up, down, left and right, and I can't do it. The buttocks must be twisted smoothly and smoothly in order to dance.

And the buttocks of the angry phoenix, I say to you, praise.

The hips of other outdated Big Mom-class fighters are too stiff, like welded to the tail, and can only spray flames directly behind them invariably, thus providing power along the central axis of the fighter. That's not good.

The Angry Phoenix's youthful hips can look left and right, can be bright-eyed, and can spray plasma flames in any direction at 360 degrees, providing additional torque in all directions, and gaining thrust in different directions. Those fighter jets turned, and they had to break the stubborn rudder like a warship and go around in a circle that was not too big or too small to make a U-turn. But the young and beautiful angry phoenix, the vector engine nozzle twisted, and the lithium metal plasma stream was sprayed diagonally to 45 degrees, and the P shares of the entire fighter were crooked, and the direction was directly forcibly corrected, and the U-turn was as simple and chic as a racing car drifting.

So, the P shares of the angry phoenix, praise. As a full-vector aerospace fighter fitted with the world's first fifth-generation vector engine nozzle, it has a beautiful butt that has been blessed by God.

Therefore, when the pilots of the "Nasa" aerospace fighter formation who came to intercept the attack saw the magnificent curve drawn by the angry phoenix in the bright universe, they almost squirted a mouthful of blood into the hyperbaric chamber.

Three seconds earlier, at least ten small-caliber rapid-fire machine guns had been fired in front of the Angry Phoenix, including four thermal-guided missiles. This is a semi-automatic attack calculated by the on-board computer, and what should happen next is simple, the Angry Phoenix will crash into the muzzle of the gun at a speed of six kilometers per second.

Or forcibly slow down under high pressure of more than forty times the gravity, and then crush the driver into a patty.

Common sense told the Nasa driver who fired the black gun that in the name of Newton, he would definitely hit!

Then they saw the engine trailing from the tail of the Angry Phoenix suddenly upturned, from its original horizontal shape to a vertical shape like a crooked candleflame. The direction of the engine's thrust changed suddenly, and the angry phoenix's ass was pressed down, and the angry phoenix was like a human seesaw, and the nose of the machine was cocked up. So the posture correction is done.

Next, the engine flame returned to its original position and pushed the fuselage angrily.

Like a kite dragged up to the sky by a naughty boy, the Angry Phoenix slid into the sky with its head held high, avoiding Nasa's firepower curve several kilometers in advance, and drawing a straight arc in the magnificent starry sky, as if ridiculing Nasa's incompetence.

Nasa's pilot didn't understand, and they briefly communicated, believing that it was a small number of forward-facing engines equipped with carrier-based aircraft, and that kind of engine nozzles could be deflected up and down, which could greatly reduce the take-off and landing distance of carrier-based aircraft. They are convinced that the Angry Phoenix is just a combination of vector technology and a fusion engine. An all-vector engine can never be in ......

Then, as the Angry Phoenix climbed up, it flicked its tail and flew again, like a cheetah with a sharp turn, shook its hips and grabbed the ground, turned sharply, and then accelerated wildly, cutting through the dark universe, attracting a continuous stream of machine gun fire, and swept towards the head of Nassa's formation.

The Nasa team, who originally thought that the angry phoenix was out of control and VV was certain to die, was dumbfounded.

The big red warning command flashed wildly in the user interface of Nasa's formation: "Combat disadvantage, disperse and evade!" ”

The firepower warheads of aerospace fighters are basically installed under the belly of the aircraft, which can be retracted and retracted like a landing gear, so there will be a small fire blind spot above the back of the aircraft, which is often difficult to aim. Overcoming this blind spot with the flexibility of the fighter is an important factor in gaining an advantage or disadvantage in combat combat.

After entering the firing range, the Angry Phoenix avoided the first wave of blows with the dragon raising its head, and then the dragon swung its tail to complete a frenzied ninety-degree arc and was gradually gaining a dominant position in the fighting battle.

With the relative speed between the two, in a matter of seconds, the Enraged Phoenix would fly a kilometer above Nassa's formation, raining down a hail of bullets with all its firepower. While the Angry Phoenix splits its head and faces and strafs the Nasa formation, the Nasa formation will also be restricted by the firepower blind spot, which will reduce the counterattack hit rate by at least 20 percent, which is a sad thing.

Nasa's greatest wish now is to turn over on all fours like turtles, belly up, at least 100% to be able to tear the angry phoenix apart. Otherwise, the 20 percent error rate is always unpleasant, as if there is a fish in the throat.

However, at a high speed of three thousand meters per second, inertia has become a naughty little devil, very difficult to grasp, if you forcibly complete the flip action, a little vector out of balance, the fighter will rotate dozens of times like a crazy drill, regardless of life or death, even if the pilot does not vomit, he will definitely not be able to figure out the south, south, north, south, north, south, because the vestibular cochlea of human beings is passive in the universe, and in space, human beings cannot distinguish between up and down, left and right, and can only rely on visual coordinates to complete three-dimensional positioning.

So in the midst of the lightning, Captain Nassa completed his judgment and issued an evasion command.

Five Nasa Aerospace Fighters scattered at the same time, soaring into the sky in the dark sky, turning around and sweeping back, like a school of sardines in the deep sea, trying to regroup and launch a counterattack after avoiding the fire of the Angry Phoenix.

At the same time, the six fighters spared no effort to fire at all, and more than twenty dotted barrage firepower swept across the sky, and the heavy universe was divided into seventy or eighty pieces by the horizontal and vertical ballistics, although there was no oxygen in space, the red armor-piercing warhead still radiated a clear red light because of the high heat inside, like an overwhelming whip of rage, constantly whipping each other.

When the angry phoenix was approaching like a rainbow, when the four Nasa fighters were flying away and evading, when Captain Nasa's fighters were blatantly flipping, the strings of non-stop rough firepower had been shining and strafing in the universe, and all the fighters were avoiding in the huge net woven by this red barrage, they desperately dodged the enemy's predictive shots, and at the same time, their own machine guns breathed flames angrily, and the Ouroboros bit the enemy's tracks.

Either hit the enemy or be hit by the enemy. The winner soars into the sky, and the loser dies in the sky!

It was like two samurai with swords brushing their bodies. In the next second, the angry phoenix dragged the strafing artillery fire, crashed through Nasa's formation, and flew over Captain Nasa's plane. At the fraction of a second when the two fighters passed by one kilometer, the fiercest artillery fire of the two sides was staggered and interspersed at that moment, like two needles facing each other, completing the confrontation of the two sides with peak technology in an instant, ending the duel between the samurai passing by.

The Enraged Phoenix is bathed in the barrage of hunting and killing throughout Nassa's formation, and Captain Nasa's car is exposed to the overwhelming bombardment of the Enraged Phoenix. When Captain Nasa ordered his teammates to evade, he stepped forward alone and completed a desperate flip action, and the four fully automatic CNC space armor-piercing guns on the belly of the machine continued to "block and strafe" in the shape of five fingers closed under perfect conditions. In order to complete the rigorous and stable "Blockade Strafing" formation, the captain always kept the fuselage stable and maintained a constant linear motion until two of the barrages in the "Blockade Strafing" hit the Angry Phoenix.

The steady "blockade strafing" hit rate fluctuates around 80 percent, making it difficult to circumvent it.

But the premise is to keep the fuselage stable and maintain a uniform linear motion.

In space-level combat, maintaining a uniform linear motion is equivalent to not moving.

So 0.3 seconds after hitting the Angry Phoenix, Captain Nasa's landline was staggered by the two beams of 23mm aerospace armor-piercing bullets of the Angry Phoenix, and the cockpit was directly swept through, and the red smoke immediately spread in the dialysate, and Captain Nasa, who was bombarded by the armor-piercing projectile, stroked the bulkhead in vain in the liquid cockpit, and then the dialysate in the high-pressure cockpit shot out like a blowout fire hydrant, and then, the cockpit was drawn by the continuous thick bullet holes, Broken like a soda biscuit along the dotted line of the bullet hole, the half-red, half-orange dialysate inside, the top half of Captain Nasa's body, and some internal organs squirted out and slammed into the rear bulkhead.

Then the engine of the captain's plane was detonated, the liquid fuel began to boil violently in oxygen-free conditions, and as the fighter lost its propulsion, the "part of the captain" who was accelerated against the bulkhead finally began to float in zero gravity in space, and began to float and collide with the rest of his body in the cramped space.

The out-of-control Nasa fighter maintained a dazed high speed, shooting straight into the dark space, never looking back.