"Their S-class space warriors!"

A fighter pilot suddenly forgot to shout loudly, Xue Ningbo's "V-shaped saber" fighter, who was firmly ranked as the chief A-class pilot, was also in this combat team, after experiencing the baptism of the death light curtain, the protective shield of the "V-shaped saber" fighter had turned light red, which showed that the protective shield energy of this fighter was only about 60 percent, but the most eye-catching two fighter shields were still a pure white with red eyes, and occasionally blue streamers flashed, and the light curtain formed by tens of millions of shells. Fighting to the death against hundreds of fighters without causing any damage to them is a miracle that only S-class extreme domain pilots can create!

The driver's unrelenting shout immediately elicited a response from all the drivers, forming a frenzied roar!

There have only been twelve S-class fighter pilots in human history, and each of them has a heroic chapter behind them that can be immortalized, and their legendary stories are still talked about by everyone today. The warriors in the S-class realm, to a certain extent, can already be revered as gods, and the gods of war who are called lawsuits by soldiers! Their appearance seems to represent the birth of a miracle and the advent of hope, not to mention the appearance of two S-class warriors with a surname!

At the same time, all the pilots received a message from one of the "Ares": "Fuck, which bastard-tuned bombardier?" It deviated by at least fifteen degrees, no wonder Lao Tzu fired more than 3,000 guns and did not hit a single enemy plane! When Lao Tzu finished the game, he had to beat him all over the ground to find his teeth, and even his mother couldn't recognize who he was! ”

All the drivers laughed loudly at the same time after being slightly stunned, mixed with loud applause, and some people shouted in anger: "Yes, you must teach those guys with human heads and pig brains a good lesson, adjusting the bombardment to an error of 15 degrees is tantamount to murder!" Some people began to start with the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, quoted scriptures, and gave advice to their god of war, and the insidious and vicious tricks of the whole person were introduced one after another, and the ground mobile logistics personnel were shocked into a cold sweat.

Zhao Feixiong was in the combat command room, listening to the poisonous tricks provided by these professional players for the god of war in his mind, and finally showed a smile on his face for the first time since the start of the war, and said: "Now that everyone's morale is high, should we order the special attack team to withdraw immediately, and then launch a general attack first?" ”

"Isn't it too bad if two S-class drivers and five A-class drivers can only do this?"

The smile raised at the corner of Liang Yu's mouth looked demonic black at this moment, and after successfully hiding the most painful struggle from the depths of his heart, he said coldly: "The battlefield needs to set an example!" Those 130,000 recruits need to be role models, and those 250,000 gamers need role models! I need them to be like a sharp blade, directly piercing the defense line of the enemy's aircraft group, playing a frenzied chapter before death, destroying enough enemies at the cost of their lives to ignite the blood of all the soldiers, and turning our soldiers into fierce dead soldiers, only then will we have a chance of victory! ”

In the face of the fate of all mankind, what are the lives of two S-class pilots and five A-class pilots?

What is personal affection?

Ma Ji's son, in order to allow more pilots to escape, can command the transport ship carrying his mother and sister, but without any weapons, facing the cannonballs smashed in the face and smashing into the enemy's flagship, why can't he Liang Yu do it?! In order to be able to guard the most important gate of human beings, for his promise to Maggie, what can he Liang Yu not let go, what can't he let go?!

"Major Xue Ningbo," looking at the microphone in front of him, Liang Yu squeezed his hand tightly, no one could hear it, this soldier who was more iron-blooded than Ma Ji was shouting over and over again in his heart, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

What everyone could hear was Liang Yu's voice word by word: "I am Liang Yu, Chief of General Staff of the Boxianluo Command, and now I order your special attack team to immediately implement the 'chisel through' plan!" ”

After ten years of understanding and understanding, Xue Ningbo read the true meaning from Liang Yu's order.

What's the difference between scuttling through the opponent's millions of fighters with seven fighters and sending them to their deaths? His own special attack team has become an outcast, a candle to light others by burning his own life.

"It's a pity for these six young people, they are all so good, if time comes, they will inevitably become the real 'god of war' of the air force!" Through the transparent machine of the fighter, Xue Ningbo looked at the six blue fighters following behind him and said secretly in his heart: "I want to keep these excellent talents as much as possible, they should be able to exert more strength for the human race." ”

"Qi Muyang, there is an error in the accuracy of your fighter bombardment, and you can no longer participate in the competition normally, I will allow you to return to the competition immediately as a judge of the competition, as long as you can successfully return to the base, I will apply to your superiors to give you a chance to retest."

It's a kind of irony to say such incorrect words even though it's in the middle of a fierce battle!

"Liang Yu, I don't blame you, really, if it were me standing in your place, I would have given the same order." A bitter smile slowly overflowed from Xue Ningbo's face, and she gently stroked her flight suit, no one knew that in the left pocket, there was a photo of her favorite man. "Liang Yu, do you know, the reason why we have been together for so long and have not been combined is because the two of us are pure soldiers. Although we are affectionate, we know how to control it too much, and we are so controlled that we face danger, even if we rely on each other, we dare not reveal our weakness. ”

"For you, it may be a game, but for me, it's a real war! In the face of battle, no one, including God, can give me a chance to retry. Luck and chance, I only need one time in my life to be enough. ”

Gently stroking the nameplate marked with the number "250001" on his chest, Qi Muyang said softly: "I have no higher education, I don't have a good net worth, and my surname is very biased, maybe all this makes me destined to be depressed for the rest of my life." But the only confidence I have in my life comes from this game. As soon as my key, Fighter No. 1, appeared, anyone would look at me sideways, and only then would I feel that I was still alive and had the dignity to belong to a person. Maybe I'm really hopeless, but if I have to give up and admit defeat in this field, then I'm really finished, completely finished, and there is no possibility of standing up again. ”

Listening to Qi Muyang's whisper, Xue Ningbo was really stunned. She has no experience with Qi Muyang, let alone understands that in Qi Muyang's heart, the grievances of unyielding and unyielding are slowly burning.

A depressed life, a plaything's disillusioned comments, and a self-sinking dormant...... But all this does not mean that there is no blood in Qi Muyang's body, and there is no desire and arrogance for battle!

"There's a problem with the bombardment, it's not accurate, right? The penultimate number one is right, you like to see me, just raise your nostrils, right, even playing a game, you like to watch people in the crack of the door, right? ”

"Then I'll rush up and fight!"

In the roar, Qi Muyang was like a madman, recklessly driving the fighter power system to the limit in an instant, and the surface of the entire fighter suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, in everyone's field of vision, it was like a radiant but short-lived meteor, pulling out a blood-colored corridor written with life and courage in space, and rushing directly towards the enemy's yellow saucer-shaped fighter representing A-class combat effectiveness.

"Stupid, you're going to die!"

Facing the afterimage left by the fighter jet that disappeared from his field of vision in an instant, Xue Ningbo yelled loudly.

"Courage, perseverance, pride, and an extreme desire for victory, coupled with extraordinary talent and the grace of smiling at the wind and clouds without fear of life and death, only those who have these six points can truly become a warrior, a warrior who is almost invincible."

Obviously, it was just a moth to a flame, and it was clear that the other party was just a gangster who didn't learn and didn't know how to soak in online games every day, but at this time, Xue Ningbo suddenly remembered what his flight instructor, Yang Yu, the only S-class fighter pilot who appeared in the galaxy air combat force in the past hundred years, had said.

Maybe Qi Muyang was only able to be so liberated and indulged because he regarded this as a game, but his words still left a deep shock on Xue Ningbo, making her suddenly understand the true meaning left by the instructor.

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