Two domestic special forces were told upon arrival at their makeshift barracks in India that they would face a fierce armed group with nuclear weapons.

Nuclear weapon? All the special service fighters who heard the news for the first time couldn't help but feel dizzy.

What kind of murderous guy dares to get a nuclear weapon, isn't that looking for death?

However, the two special services soon discovered some unusual information.

First of all, the gag order, from the time of departure to the return to the respective base of this mission, everyone arrived, heard, this generation is not allowed to disclose to anyone, even their attendance records this time will be destroyed, and this time will only use special training or drills to cover up the real operational mission.

In addition, the two Special Orders were assigned the sole task of clearing up the stragglers who had been routed or scattered, while a separate unit was assigned to the main attack.

How inconceivable it is that the special service unit composed by the king of the whole army has been reduced to the point where it can only be used by others.

But everything they went to next, they couldn't help but have to collectively silently and completely implement the gag order.

The eyes are full of tall mobile armor close to two stories high, and that's not all, there are also a lot of mobile armor at the bottom of the pressure box of the bases where the special forces are located, but the full mecha battle group openly participates in military operations, which is still quite visually impactful.

The most surprising thing is still behind, but the huge sunflower-shaped aircraft with a sharp front and a blunt back makes people feel the shock of the whole body, the body is extremely huge, and it seems to use an anti-gravity system, which makes people mistake it for a space battleship.

It took a lot of words for the liaison officers who organized the operation to make it clear to the special service soldiers that the target of the mission was native-born earthlings, not aliens.

It's just that these earthlings may have some very powerful weapons.

The special service fighters in the "Dragon Guard" individual tactical armor have enough firepower to suppress the opponent, and before setting off, the special service team has prepared the most powerful weapons for their own soldiers, and the best way to save themselves is to kill and damage the enemy as much as possible.

"There is a situation! 2 o'clock. ”

When a large number of friendly air units appear on the radar screen. Lin Mo heard the voice of Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick, the wingman's "left hand", coming from the headphones.

The side-looking radar of the EF-2000 "Typhoon" has searched for a ground target and is alerting the pilot.

In front of the twin aircraft formations of "Demon" and "Typhoon", several sand dunes suddenly exploded.

It seemed that there was more than just an explosion, clumps of yellow sand sprayed out, and something strange seemed to be exposed under the dunes.

It seems to be a couple of bunkers.

Before all the sand kicked off by the blast wave of the explosion had fallen, blue-white beams of light shot out.

Pellet bundles?

With extremely high energy and penetrating power, it's no wonder that they don't care about the cover of sand and dust.

"Circumvent!"

Lin Mo gently spit out two words and began to shake the joystick, unfolding a serpentine maneuver while rolling in unison. Easily evade the attack of the particle beam on the ground.

In the face of fire from the ground, it would be absolutely stupid to still stupidly maintain the formation. It will only give enemies on the ground a larger impact point and chance of being hit for free.

The wingman didn't need Lin Mo to be distracted and cared for, and while discovering the front, he immediately broke away from the position of the wingman behind the side and launched a range swing.

It's easy to form a tacit understanding between aces, and it only takes a simple word. Deliver a sufficient amount of information in no time.

If you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate, and this rule is equally common in another world.

It is precisely because of this kind of smooth cooperation that Lin Mo prefers to join forces with masters above the ace level, otherwise it is better to be a lone ranger alone.

"Attack!"

Lieutenant Colonel "Left Hand" Bradtrick, the squadron leader of the Italian squadron "Ares", reacted extremely quickly, as an experienced fighter pilot. Naturally know how to grasp the best time to evade and attack.

The fixed sight ruler in front of him locked onto the target, and with the digital optical correction module, Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick quickly pressed the cannon fire button on the joystick.

The 27-mm Mauser cannon on the right side of the Typhoon fighter spat out a flaming whip and whipped away.

The power of high-explosive armor-piercing fuel shells is extraordinary. The first time he hit a bunker fire point, he knocked out the enemy inside, and he achieved a good result in several consecutive shots.

It's just that Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick is reluctant to use air-to-surface missiles to hit these worthless firepower points.

The "Demon" deformation-wing fighter also launched a counterattack at the same time, and the power of the electromagnetic railgun far exceeded that of the "Typhoon" Mauser cannon in terms of caliber and penetration.

Compared with the extravagant chain of bullets, Lin Mo's precision strikes made each 0mm caliber high-explosive shell unleash a dazzling and dazzling huge lethality.

The reinforced concrete of the fixed bunkers was broken through alive, and the huge force of the explosion directly lifted their Tianling covers. Tongues of fire erupted several feet from the holes, and the shock wave vibrated back and forth inside. will

The human body shook against the wall and flattened, turning into pieces and carbonizing along with the splattered blood.

The combined chain of armor-piercing, high-explosive, incendiary and tracer rounds is a long way out of the basic aircraft artillery armament and ammunition sequence of the new generation of fighters.

The lethal beams that shot into the sky quickly diminished, and the two fighters seemed to have succeeded in suppressing the fire on the ground, but the desert below opened the pot like an anthill.

The initial firing point was just to buy time for the later firing points.

Several more exits were opened, not only the fixed permanent pillbox fire points, but also light armored vehicles, anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, as well as armed men carrying individual anti-aircraft missiles spread out in the desert, seizing the commanding heights, establishing positions, and looking for opportunities to attack the two fighters in the sky, trying to take out the two pesky flies and regain air supremacy.

If it weren't for the high-tech acquisition of the outline of this base under the desert in time, Limmer and Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick "Left-Handed" might have been really taken aback, but they had already expected this.

The final phase of the plan was only a limited strike to eliminate the enemy in parts of the area and establish the most favorable assembly positions for the follow-up forces.

"'Left hand', you climb to a height of 10,000 meters first and provide me with fire support. Low-altitude battles are all left to me. ”

The "Demon" Shape-Wing Fighter unscrupulously shuttled through the dense barrage, and Lin Mo seemed even more at ease.

This "dense" is only relatively speaking, the transformer-wing fighter with the repulsion shield turned on completely ignores all kinetic weapons, as long as you are careful to avoid the particle beam, in fact, it is much easier to avoid the gap, and under the precise strike of the electromagnetic railgun, the particle beam fire points on the ground disappear one after another.

Within a radius of 0 meters, there is no suspense.

"Okay!"

Efforts to evade ground fire had already made Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick, the "left-handed", pull the lever backwards without hesitation.

While having to pull up the altitude to gain more room for maneuvering, he was surprised to find. The fighters of the "Dragon Knight" were as skillful as fish in water at an altitude of 500 meters.

It's so thrilling, like a dance of death.

The distance between friend and foe is so close that it can even be within reach. The black fighter's firepower is beyond imagination, constantly switching ammunition at a rapid pace, reaping lives at will.

The anti-aircraft artillery positions were directly covered by shotguns, the artillerymen were killed and wounded, and the armored vehicles were blown open. Thick black smoke came out, and some of the individual soldiers holding AKs shooting in the air were directly shocked by the supersonic sound cone suddenly carried by the fighter jets.

Fighters, even with speed, can make the infantry suffer greatly.

The armed forces were divided into retaliation, frantically firing individual anti-aircraft missiles in succession.

When the "left hand" saw several individual anti-aircraft missiles with long tails outflanking the "demon" from several directions, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Be careful of missiles." 'Dragon Knight'! ”

"Rest assured, take care of yourself!"

The response of the other side was surprisingly calm, and it seemed that the missiles were completely ignored.

The "Demon" shape-shifter fighter shook its wings nonchalantly. The invisible force field of the repulsion shield easily refracted a beam of blue-white particles that shot straight at it.

The individual air defense missiles on the ground continued to rise into the air as if they didn't want money, and the white trails pulled out instantly reached more than 10, which was amazingly dense.

However, the Demon Shapeshifter continued to clear the dune beam of fire as unhurriedly as the pilot himself, and it seemed that it was the most important thing for him to take out the pesky beams that could shoot them.

Rumble!

An unavoidable anti-aircraft missile hit the "demon". The "left hand" couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh no! My God! Oops, report. The 'Dragon Knight' was hit by a missile, hell, what the hell is going on, the 'Dragon Knight' was not shot down! ”

The black fighter rushed out intact from the cloud of smoke from the explosion, almost causing the "typhoon" to almost get out of control.

"What's the situation, the 'Dragon Knight' was shot down?"

There was a big rush at the Sukkur airport, and the commander of the joint flight team was shot down as soon as the battle began, and this face was definitely a big shame.

"'Dragon Knight', everything is normal, the fighter is in good condition!"

Lin Mo's calm voice appeared in the communication channel, directly making all the speculation and worries disappear.

The Demon Shape-Wing fighter began to turn around and accelerate.

Mach, Mach 2, Mach 7, Mach 42, Mach 55

To the black fighter who was getting faster and faster, Lieutenant Colonel Bradrick, the "left-handed", suddenly widened his eyes.

There seems to be a terrifying power brewing in the air—

Thanks to Zhan Feiyun, Long Yinyue and other book friends for their heavy rewards, the popularity at the critical moment made my cousin feel the power of the support of book friends.

My great dragoon must be the strongest.