Tilly saw that the first flight team had clearly noticed the opponent's approach, and the first and third planes had spread out in two directions, as if trying to flank the second group.

The formation of the second group was not as neat as it was at the beginning, but the target was still the nearest No. 1.

This puts the latter in a one-on-three disadvantageous situation.

With the help of the MONOCULUS, she was able to clearly capture the nervousness on the pilot's face.

In the case of almost head-on hedging between the two sides, as long as the crosshair is rigidly hedged to an aircraft, it is not impossible to exchange one for one. However, the driver's nervousness affected his movements, and after only two or three seconds of aiming, he pressed the left pedal and chose to dodge. At this time, the distance between the two sides was still more than 500 meters, which made the second group adjust the course without any burden, and changed from a meeting to a chase.

In order to get rid of the tail biting as much as possible, the No. 1 began to perform various maneuvers - as Tilly said at the beginning, the pilot took everything he had learned all his life. To be able to master the technical requirements of each movement in just one month must have gone through a lot of hard practice.

However, the cadets of the First Army were no less impressive, and were not thrown away by a series of dives and sharp turns, and always followed behind each other without hurry. Combined with the numerical superiority, they don't need to keep their noses glued to each other all the time, while the latter needs to keep an eye on the movements of all three planes at the same time. A large number of maneuvers caused the altitude and speed of the No. 1 plane to drop a lot, and seeing that he could not get rid of it, the pilot gritted his teeth and turned around and flew towards the No. 3 plane, which was still coming.

The second group also got the best chance to shoot at the same time, and the No. 6 plane, which had remained in the higher airspace, turned to dive and slashed diagonally from the top of the head towards the seven o'clock at the tail end of the No. 1 aircraft.

Although the machine gunner observed this scene and the pilot did his best to save the day, the plane was no longer able to shake off this round of "strafing".

Ten seconds is fast approaching.

Tilly nodded with satisfaction, "No. 1 phalanx, raise the red flag!"

That's when the No. 3 machine arrived.

They were faced with a climbing No. 6 and two other No. 4 and No. 5 aircraft in good condition.

The situation seems overwhelmingly unfavorable.

- If you don't take into account the No. 2 machine, which has been at a high point.

She cast her gaze over the Academy.

"I see them!" Finkin, leaning half out of his seat and leaning on the fuselage, shouted, "Wait, it looks like the number one has been shot down!"

"Are you sure?"

"The number one on the airport is already red, but they haven't left the battlefield yet!"

"It's just that they haven't found out yet," Goode frowned, his teammates holding out for less time than they thought, "What about the number three?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the black dot coming from afar!" Finjin yelled, "man, they're in a mess right now, it's time to join the fray!"

"Wait...... Look behind you, can you see the sun?"

He turned his head and immediately closed his eyes with a stab, "Hey, that's my chosen pilot - right now, I can barely open my eyes!"

Obviously, you guessed that the fist was lost, Goode shook his head helplessly and pressed down the joystick hard, "In that case, let's go!"

"Yay———————— ho!" Finkin's cried.

The roar of the star engine overwhelmed the wind for a while, and the whole fuselage seemed to tremble in the violent air current, and this feeling of falling against the wind always made Goode's blood boil.

He's a charging knight!

And the galloping road is the whole sky!

The third teammate focused on the second group, which was the slowerest, and the other two began to expel the third, until they came out of the golden sunlight and pounced on the latter like thunder, and the other party sensed the presence of the new opponent from the howling wind - Goode noticed that if the two planes had ignored their teammates and prioritized the goal of shooting down the third plane, they would have succeeded by now. It was this plan that gave him the best shooting window.

By the time the twin machines realized that something was wrong, it was too late. After quickly passing over the number four, Goode did not hesitate to switch the target to the plane marked with the word number five - he had already locked on to the former as early as the dive, although this was a bit of a trick and did not mean that he could actually shoot down the number four at that distance, but the rule set by the eldest princess was that he believed that His Highness had seen all this.

A teammate could be forced to withdraw from confrontation training at any time, and he had to hurry.

The four biplanes were entangled with each other, and the situation became scorching for a moment. Especially on the fifth plane, Goode could even see the hideous expression of the opponent's shooter. Although his landline lost its concealment, it still had an advantage in speed, and after several battles, Goode finally saved up a long time to aim. Just as he was about to figure it out, Finkin, who was in the back seat, had already reported the results.

"The flag of Phalanx 5 has turned red!"

Almost at the same time, the third machine was also announced.

There were still green flags on the airfield, and only Six and themselves were left.

It was probably the second group's two-machine suppression that put too much pressure on his teammates, and the third machine failed to get enough aiming time after all, and the sixth machine quickly appeared behind the two after getting a respite.

"What the hell are those guys doing, they didn't even fight a fight!" Finkin, scolding, turning the machine gun mount, "Isn't this going to be three to one!"

"Who told us to use them as bait in the first place," Goode said disapprovingly, "but there's another possibility—that's that the other number six is a tough opponent." ”

And this speculation soon came true.

No matter which direction he turned, the sixth machine clung to it and didn't give it a chance to shake it off. He couldn't stand still, or the latter would have reached ten seconds earlier than Finkin.

"Damn," his partner's voice was visibly more agitated than before, "can't you just fly a little faster?"

"I've done my best!"

"If this continues, we will be killed sooner or later, so think of a way! How about taking refuge in the port area? There are sailboats to cover it!"

"What do you think would happen if you crashed into a refugee boat — whether it was us or not?"

"Well, I guess I shot it. Finkin's momentum suddenly fell, "In that case, forget it, at least we weren't the first to be eliminated." Now unless the wind sends us up, I don't think we'll be able to move back into this game. ”

"There is a windy ......" Goode was slightly stunned, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, "You're right, I've thought of a way!"

"Huh?"

"Do you remember the upper hand on the edge of the cliff?"

The breeze blowing from the whirlpool sea to the land is not static, especially on the side near the shore – because of the rock walls, the air currents will spread along the obstacles, and some of them will become fast-rising winds, and as long as you stand on the edge of the cliff, you can hear the rhythmic whistling sound from time to time.

Realizing what he was referring to, Finkin's face froze, "You're crazy! Let's not talk about whether we can have the upper hand, if you get too close to the rock wall, your hand will be all over with a shake!"

The upwind range is small, and once it is out of the sea cliffs, it is immediately blown away by the sea breeze, and the wind direction is more complicated by the uneven cliffs, which is more difficult in terms of difficulty than navigating between the sails of a sailboat.

"I don't have to take that risk, just rub it, it's like a splash!" Goode quickly lowered his altitude and flew in the direction of the Sky Knight Academy.

The sixth machine hesitated for a moment, and then began to accelerate downward.

"How do you know when a strong wind is coming?" Finkin questioned.

"The ships carrying the migrants will tell me!" he controlled the biplane to descend, and little by little let the number six close the distance, and after turning a big bend, his path overlapped with the shoreline, and the height gradually approached the ground. In the eyes of the other students, this move is almost like admitting defeat - although the second machine still maintains a fairly high speed, it has no way to escape.

The opponent followed and bit them firmly.

"Seconds!" Goode yelled.

"I guess there's eight seconds left! Six, five, four—" Finjin gritted his teeth.

During this time, Goode always devoted some of his energy to staring at a ship sailing to the shoal harbor not far ahead, but he did not look at the flag or the sails, but the birds standing on the mast—the flags and sails were always fluttering, and it was impossible to distinguish the strength of the wind, and only these seabirds, who had been with the wind for a long time, could catch their strength and weakness.

As if sensing something, a flock of seabirds spread their wings and descended from the high mast towards the rock wall – a scene like a seagull gliding with its wings outstretched. He observed early on that the birds seemed to be enthusiastic about this pastime, from boats to sea cliffs, even if their wings were motionless, they could ride the wind!

Just as the flock was about to reach the edge of the cliff, Goode jerked up the plane.

In normal times, this operation will make the nose elevation angle too large, and it is easy to fall into a stall, but at this time, the birds suddenly rise, as if there is an invisible palm below supporting them.

Wind...... up.

In an instant, Goode heard a shrill whistling.

The wind suddenly appeared and slammed into the wings - with a violent tremble, the second accelerated again, miraculously straight up, and then reversed!

The whole world was turned upside down.

For a moment, time stood still, and he saw the unprepared No. 6 pass underneath his head, and the opposing pilot raised his head in surprise.

In the distance, seabirds leap out of the horizon, their white wings forming a stairway to the sky.

He did not deceive His Highness.

From the day he joined the Academy, his love for flying grew every day, and it was this feeling of freedom that kept him immersed in it.

This was the most impressive thing about everything Goode learned.

The offense and defense were reversed.

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