With Yue Peng's order, looking at the combined fleet, all the naval guns have begun to adjust their angles, the muzzles are aimed at the front, the beam launchers have entered the preheating state, and they have begun to store energy, and the interstellar missile silos have also been opened, and all kinds of warheads have been stretched out from the hull of the ship.

Located in each mothership, all the pilots have also entered their respective fighters, ready to be on standby.

It feels like the Western Combined Fleet has taken the lead in two bayonets, ready to slash the Nile Combined Fleet.

Such a scene, in the eyes of civilians, can be described as extremely domineering, and it takes not only courage to challenge several groups with one country, but also strength and faith.

However, in the eyes of the bigwigs of the super group, it is undoubtedly a reckless move.

"It looks like you're going to collect Yue Peng's body in advance? The Coalition Army Group has turned redundant? Kiga, the boss of the Natsu Star Domain, was in his office, looking at the picture of all the members of the Western United Fleet preparing for battle, and couldn't help but smile indifferently.

The coach Dmitry standing on the side did not speak, but a slight flash of disappointment flashed between his expressions, and it was really a pity that he couldn't slash the little devil who could still be civilized.

As for Bamut and An Yue, who stayed in the flagship of the Nile Combined Fleet, they looked at the approach of the Western Combined Fleet, and their faces showed a smug smile after the conspiracy succeeded, and they took off their general's uniforms one after another, revealing their air combat uniforms.

"The next moment is to witness the killing, presumably Yue Peng's death and the fall of the Western Federation will cause a lot of shock in the Shangneng civilization, right?" An Yue muttered to himself.

"Presumably, no one else would have dreamed that that before all the super groups of the entire Shangneng Civilization could raise their masters, that Yue Peng would die in the hands of you and me." Bamut continued.

Subsequently, the two left the main control room of the mothership one after another, and went straight to the fighter work area, where the super fighters of the two had been prepared, one in the dark, one in the dark blue, all of them were unscrupulous war spirit-level super fighters, which were already famous super fighters in Shangneng civilization.

The pilots who died under these two fighters are even more numerous.

"A qiē will finally be broken here, and from then on, there will be one less genius and one less restless devil in Shangneng civilization." Bamut spoke, then put on his air combat helmet and went straight into the dark red super fighter.

Similarly, at this moment, the huge Shangneng civilization has also held its breath, and everyone has turned their eyes to the light screen, ready to take a good look at what will happen next.

Is the Western Combined Fleet still invincible, or Yue Peng finally collapsed and sank into the sand.

Twenty minutes went by in a flash.

As the Western Combined Fleet and the Nile Combined Fleet began to enter each other's range little by little, Yue Peng, who was in the middle of the ink blade, then ordered the Western Combined Fleet to enter the combat state, not to give the opponent the slightest respite, and fire a salvo of naval guns!

Between the lightning and flint, and then look at the Western Territory Combined Fleet, the tactics are the same as always, all naval guns, beam launchers and missiles, under the command of Nyon, after locking their respective targets, directly turn on the salvo mode!

In an instant, looking at the originally calm void, the pot exploded directly, and the dense energy cannonballs, beams, and interstellar missiles were like a violent storm, with a ruthless momentum, tilting towards the Nile Combined Fleet.

The 20 aircraft carrier battle groups of the Western Federation undoubtedly still occupy a considerable advantage in the face of the 15 aircraft carrier battle groups of the Nile Group.

With the command system, crew capabilities, and weaponry not inferior to the super group, it is undoubtedly difficult for the Combined Nile Fleet to fight the Western Combined Fleet with only these fifteen aircraft carrier battle groups.

Almost just a face, the Western Combined Fleet suppressed the Nile Combined Fleet with firepower, but although the strength was small, the Nile Combined Fleet would not collapse instantly, and under normal conditions, it was no problem to hold out for an hour.

Yue Peng, who was in the fighter work area, looked at the small light screen on the ink blade, and looked at the Western Combined Fleet and the Nile Combined Fleet that had been fighting together, and he also stopped pausing, directly controlled the ink blade fighter, and rushed out of the wolf's den like lightning, and the McKay Air Force also followed.

Among the other interstellar motherships, the Blood Bird Division and the novices of space warfare also rushed out of the mothership, especially those novices in air combat, one by one, they seemed to be full of impatience.

"Attention to all units, whether you treat the Nile Combined Fleet as an ordinary Combined Fleet, all other variables will be left to me." Yue Peng drove the ink blade and gave such an order through the airborne intercom.

Then Yue Peng manipulated the ink blade and shook it back and forth, which was regarded as a warm-up and also to experience his driving state.

It's just a few simple actions, Yue Peng can really feel it, after the development of the brain domain, he is more comfortable with fighter piloting, and the flight control that used to take some effort to complete has now become easy.

And although the speed of the ink blade was increased on the meter of the fighter, Yue Peng had an illusion, how did the speed of the fighter become so slow?

However, Yue Peng didn't care too much about this, and the slowdown in his senses only proved that his reaction ability was enhanced.

"This time it's good to look at it, how much has I improved after the martial arts special warfare training?" Yue Peng muttered to himself, and his gaze was focused on the fighters that rushed out of the Nile Combined Fleet in the distance.

At this moment, Yue Peng's mind had already formed a complete set of tactics, and his mind was clear.

"Sir, so far, there have been no Soul Fighter-level super fighters, but don't take it lightly, they may be waiting for an opportunity, or they may be piloting a non-Soul level fighter, hiding in the group, and unexpectedly you will attack." Reyes reminded Yue Peng, his expression slightly grim.

It can be said that in this battle, Reyes has no bottom in his heart, and he is completely accompanying Yue Penghao to gamble.

"Thanks for the reminder, but don't worry, I'm feeling good right now, we're big wins, trust me." Yue Peng responded, and then manipulated the fighter with light hands, and the engine afterburner system of the ink blade was turned on, and in an instant, the ink blade fighter was like a sharp arrow, rushing straight towards the Nile group.

Facing this scene, Bamut and An Yue, who were still in the mothership, showed a sinister smile on their faces.

"Keep punching and rushing, this will be your point of no return, the farther away from your mothership, the closer death will be to you." Bamut looked at Yue Peng's ink-bladed fighter and muttered to himself.

He and An Yue had already discussed with each other, first let Yue Peng kill as much as he wanted for a while, let Yue Peng's madness increase and his vigilance decrease, and then rush out unexpectedly, and then kill Yue Peng at lightning speed.

Yue Peng didn't care too much about Bamut and An Yue's careful eyes, looking at the Nile group in front of him getting closer and closer, the corners of Yue Peng's mouth couldn't help but bend an arc, this was completely instinctive, just like a beast seeing its prey.

There was no longer a moment's pause, Yue Peng quickly manipulated the fighter plane and suddenly a phantom accelerated, and the fighter turned into several afterimages in the void, and then two missiles were launched!

In the blink of an eye, there was almost no suspense, and the two Nile Storm-class fighters were easily killed in the void by Yue Peng, and they could not pose the slightest threat to Yue Peng, as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.

Seeing such a situation, Zhao Li, the boss of the Nile Group, couldn't help but have a grim expression on his face, but showed a cruel smile.

"Kill, kill, it won't be long before it's your turn to be killed." Zhao Li muttered to himself, and he knew very well in his heart that Bamut and An Yue were letting Yue Peng go, and then looking for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow, without giving Yue Peng the slightest opportunity to react.

Even in Zhao Li's view, Bamut and An Yue did not attack immediately, it was a correct choice, and a sudden cold arrow and a fatal blow were more threatening than a fierce attack.

However, just as Zhao Li, Zhao Xiong, and even all the bigwigs of the group combined army were waiting for Bamut and An Yue to take Yue Peng by surprise and kill Yue Peng in an instant, the cold expressions of the people who were constantly paying attention to the situation on the battlefield began to change little by little.

Because they have begun to discover little by little, this time Yue Peng's style of piloting the fighter has obviously begun to change.

In the past, Yue Peng, who was piloting the ink blade, gave people the feeling that he was like a beast, fighting fiercely in the group of planes, trying to tear apart one enemy plane after another, looking for pleasure in the killing, and winning in the way of crushing.

But now, the people who were paying attention to the situation on the battlefield clearly found that Yue Peng's brutal killings in the past were gone, replaced by lightness and dexterity, like a beating air elf.

Except for the two fighters he killed at the beginning, Yue Peng never fired a single missile again, but kept wandering in the chaotic battlefield, sometimes using the rapid stop and rush of speed to easily throw off the enemy plane, and sometimes using the cover of his teammates to avoid the interception of the enemy plane.

The hand speed that rushed through the test can also be clearly seen that the hand speed manipulated by Yue Peng has never exceeded 29.

"This Yue Peng, what is he going to do? That's not his style. Dmide, who was standing beside Kiga, couldn't help but ask such questions.

This tactic is completely different from the information he has gathered before, and no one knows what he wants to do.

Kiga, who was sitting at the desk, also squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes full of suspicion.

"What does this Yue Peng want to do, this is obviously preserving strength, but at this time, what does he want to do to preserve his strength?" Kiga couldn't help but mutter, his eyes not taking off the light screen in front of him for a moment.

There is no doubt that this battle will directly determine the strategic direction of the Western Federation and the Combined Army Group in the future.