"With such superior conditions, just shooting down a fighter plane, it seems that something is wrong." Yue Peng looked around and muttered to himself, so far, what Yue Peng could think of was that this time the so-called old enemy, the opponent must be very strong.

Swish!

Almost when Yue Peng thought so, through the energy simulator, Yue Peng had clearly seen that a silver-white fighter plane had suddenly flashed.

The whole silver-white fighter, no matter from the design concept to foreign aid, is completely different from Yue Peng's Galaxy fighter, the theme of the fuselage is a cylindrical shape, which looks like an earthworm, and the armor is also circled and knotted.

The wings look slim and translucent.

How weird and weird the overall look is, in Yue Peng's eyes, it is even more awkward, as if it does not conform to human aesthetics at all.

"Could it be that all the aesthetics have been sacrificed for the sake of superior performance? It's really ugly. Yue Peng muttered to himself, and then put on his air combat helmet little by little, and his expression became even more stern.

Faintly, Yue Peng had already felt that this fighter was definitely not ordinary.

After a while, looking at the silver-white earthworm fighter, it had already rushed straight towards Yue Peng, although this was just a simulation, but Yue Peng clearly felt a cold murderous aura, the kind without any emotion.

In this regard, Yue Peng did not dare to be careless, and quickly manipulated the fighter plane to rush head-on.

However, at the moment when Yue Peng had just started to attack, Yue Peng's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he saw that the earthworm fighter had already rushed ahead of him, and directly shot six fluorescent green missiles at Yue Peng, which looked like ghost fire, and the speed was extremely fast.

"It's really not easy." Yue Peng muttered to himself, then quickly maneuvered the fighter plane, evaded it with minimal amplitude, and then tried to counterattack.

It's just that just when Yue Peng had just dodged the six ghost fire missiles, Yue Peng's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he saw that the silver-white fighter plane appeared directly on Yue Peng's left side, and it was stuck in Yue Peng's most uncomfortable position with great precision, and then there was another round of attacks.

This time, the earthworm fighter did not shoot a ghost fire missile, but two triangular red missiles, and the speed can be described as extremely slow, only equivalent to 30 percent of the conventional missile.

Logically speaking, the slower the missile, the longer the reaction time given to Yue Peng, and the lower the threat, but at this time, Yue Peng, who was already in a high rhythm, had to follow the followers to lower the pace in the face of this slow missile, and this feeling undoubtedly made Yue Peng uncomfortable.

And just when Yue Peng had just changed his rhythm to avoid the two missiles and tried to launch a counterattack, the earthworm fighter suddenly rushed straight towards Yue Peng, and used the ghost fire missiles against Yue Peng to bombard again, forcing Yue Peng to change the rhythm again.

In this way, a full twenty minutes passed, and Yue Peng was shocked to develop, he did not launch a single missile, and was completely toyed with between applause.

The earthworm fighter's position and timing were all just right, and every time it appeared in Yue Peng's most uncomfortable position, Yue Peng could only be tired of evading, and he had no chance to make any counterattack.

A qiē is like a carefully arranged, or accurately calculated, just like a machine, without the slightest error, which is undoubtedly too terrible and too annoying.

Rumble!

Finally, as soon as twenty minutes passed, Yue Peng finally fell into a dead end in the careful arrangement of the earthworm fighter, and then was directly shot down without any suspense, giving people the feeling that the earthworm fighter was so calm.

"Damn it......" Looking at the redder in front of him, Yue Peng finally couldn't help it, and made such a sound, the voice was very small, but it gave people a feeling of anger and ruin.

Although it was only the first round of confrontation, Yue Peng could clearly feel that the hand speed of the earthworm fighter was almost the same as his own, or even exactly the same, but even so, Yue Peng had no power to fight back, and he didn't even have a chance to shoot a missile.

This feeling undoubtedly made Yue Peng extremely uncomfortable.

Yue Peng was also able to analyze that the only reason for this result was that the earthworm fighter was like a precise optical brain calculation, forming a position, and it had unparalleled logic, could adapt to changes, and did not have any loopholes.

"The hand speed is comparable, and the performance of the fighters is not much different, I don't believe that I will lose so badly." Yue Peng then muttered to himself, and then chose to start over.

Looking at the earthworm fighter that was rapidly approaching again, Yue Peng decided to strike first, whether he was hit or not, he had to launch two razor missiles first.

However, at the moment when Yue Peng decided to do this, Yue Peng's eyes suddenly moved, and he saw that the earthworm fighter seemed to know what he was thinking, and directly walked out of a series of large changes of direction, directly avoiding Yue Peng's strike locking range.

"Damn." Yue Peng made such a sound again, and then quickly manipulated the Galaxy fighter in an attempt to lock on to the opponent again.

But at this time, Yue Peng was shocked to find that a series of speed changes and changes in direction of the earthworm fighter appeared on his left side again, making him extremely uncomfortable, and then what Yue Peng saw was the stylized but powerless strike means, step by step.

Twenty minutes passed, and Yue Peng was shot down by the earthworm fighter in the same way and at the same angle without any suspense.

"This ......"

Seeing that his eyes were once again replaced by a touch of red, Yue Peng finally couldn't help but let out such a sound, this time, in addition to being angry, there was more shock in his tone.

Yue Peng had never encountered such a striking method, let alone been shot down by the same opponent in exactly the same way in twenty minutes.

However, Yue Peng didn't mean to stop, but once again chose to challenge again, Yue Peng really didn't believe in this evil, all along, in the case of the same hand speed, Yue Peng has always thought that he is the strongest, and today such an earthworm fighter came out, Yue Peng is absolutely unable to accept it.

In this way, three hours passed, and a thin layer of sweat had seeped out of Yue Peng's forehead, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

In three hours, Yue Peng was shot down seven times, these seven times were almost the same, all of them were shot down like boiled frogs in warm water, from beginning to end, Yue Peng resisted, and he didn't even have the opportunity to launch a missile.

Blindly firing missiles? It's not something that a top pilot of the fighting spirit can do.

"Calm down, calm down, I can't be angry." Seeing that his eyes had been covered with a touch of red again, Yue Peng kept taking a deep breath and comforting himself.

Similarly, Yue Peng was also in his mind, constantly sketching out how to fight next, at least he couldn't be played with by the earthworm fighter like this, which was really humiliating.

Slightly closing his eyes, the twenty-minute air combat action of the earthworm fighter has been completely presented in Yue Peng's mind, what Yue Peng needs to do is to calm down and ponder every strike step of the earthworm fighter.

After calmly recalling and thinking about it, Yue Peng was shocked to find that every movement of the earthworm fighter was almost flawless, and the timing of the attack and the trajectory of the fighter were impeccable, and it was completely rushed to kill Yue Peng.

"No, since you've always trained, you must have a way to crack it." Yue Peng muttered to himself, his brain was running wildly, Yue Peng knew very well that relying on "brute force" now was completely useless, and he had to find a way to crack it.

After pondering for more than ten minutes, Yue Peng's expression suddenly moved slightly, and then his eyes quickly opened, faintly, Yue Peng seemed to have a way to crack it, although it was not yet mature, but it was completely possible to give it a try.

Without a moment's pause, Yue Peng then chose to challenge again.

After a while, look at the earthworm fighter again, and then it formed in front of Yue Peng, and then rushed straight towards Yue Peng.

In the past, in the face of this situation, Yue Peng naturally wanted to hit head-on and prepare to grab the first move, but at this moment, Yue Peng did not do this, but directly turned the nose of the plane and ran away.

An attempt was made to use this method to completely destroy the programmed strikes of the Earthworm fighters.

On the other hand, the earthworm fighter did not show any signs of chaos because of Yue Peng's attempt, turned on the engine afterburner system, rushed straight towards Yue Peng, and bit Yue Peng's six o'clock position.

"I'd rather sacrifice the first move, but I'd rather see how you still play stylized strikes with me." Yue Peng muttered to himself for a while, and then continued to dodge left and right in the void, constantly using various air combat moves to make comparisons.

A full five minutes passed, and sure enough, the earthworm fighter could not use the programmed strike just now, but in other words, if it went on like this, Yue Peng had no possibility of winning.

However, Yue Peng was not helpless in this regard, and after slipping the earthworm fighter for five minutes, Yue Peng quickly manipulated the fighter, braked, slowed down, and quickly reduced the speed in the void significantly, trying to shake the earthworm fighter to the front.

However, the reaction speed of the earthworm fighter was far beyond Yue Peng's imagination, and almost at the moment when Yue Peng greatly reduced its speed, the earthworm fighter also quickly reduced its speed, almost synchronously.

"Damn, what the hell is this reaction speed?" Yue Peng couldn't help but make such a sound, but Yue Peng didn't completely fall into despair, but quickly turned the nose of the plane, preparing to confront the earthworm fighter head-on.

It's just that at the moment when Yue Peng just tried to turn around, he looked at the earthworm fighter and shot two ghost fire missiles directly at Yue Peng, trying to suppress Yue Peng and prevent Yue Peng from completing this air combat action.