At an altitude of 19,000 meters, the dark clouds are black, and the wind is hunting, like hundreds of thousands of black flags waving and flying.

The Destroyer Bag is like a red elf shuttling through it, this is its main battlefield, the sonic boom caused by six times the speed of sound is like applause in the audience, and the tearing dark clouds are a flood of flowers and praise.

As for lightning, it's the reward it chases.

The Virus Pilot Stinger is also a battle-hardened ace, and it has been 900 years since it was allowed to fly the Destroyer Bagh.

Every nook and cranny of this fighter is as familiar as its own body.

Their souls would have fused together long ago, if the Stinger had a soul.

The Iron Tortoise on the ground was a stinger and an egg-ache, and it believed that its good brother Bagg the Destroyer would feel the same way, and even their trump card crying little Lori seemed helpless.

But that's not a reason for the Stinger to be afraid, in fact it never was.

Breaking through dark gold quality fighters from gold quality fighters has never been hardware.

In fact, whether it is the human civilization of the Chaos Base or the virus camp, before the Holy Ruins are opened, their technological level has basically stagnated, and even if there is a small innovation, it is not subversive.

Therefore, if he is a layman, he will be surprised to find that the dark gold fighter, which is known as the overlord of the air and sky, is so consistent with the blue quality fighter with the lowest threshold in the real world in terms of configuration parameters.

Even the radar and fire control system, flight system, etc., their parameters are almost the same, only in the carrying of ammunition, or some other irrelevant places, there are some differences.

But the real dark gold fighter can single out 100 gold fighters at the same time.

The gaps and changes in this all depend on the tacit understanding between the pilot and the fighter.

So, the Stingers don't run away, and neither does the Destroyer Baag, they're like gods chasing lightning, patiently waiting for an opportunity, or waiting for a final charge.

Suddenly some abnormal data links came from the ground command center, did the Iron King make eight moves?

Golden opportunity!

The enemy seems to have unleashed some kind of sub-missile in the airspace ahead? Or is it an airborne mine?

It's so naïve.

It's also too underestimated to underestimate the energy shield of the Golden Fighter.

Rushing over, the radar locked, and the crying little Lori with two rounds in a row could be launched at any time.

A slight vibration suddenly came from under the fuselage?

Stinger couldn't be more familiar with his own Destroyer Bag, and even during the flight of several times the speed of sound, it could clearly hear, see, and sense the changes in every part of the entire warplane.

Is it a sniper rifle?

Hehe?

After the sneer, it is a mockery, and with a sniper rifle, you still want to shoot down its golden fighter?

Even its outer energy shield can't be broken.

"Bang!"

Another shot,

"Bang bang!"

In a short period of time, three more shots hit the same spot under the belly of the aircraft.

In an instant, the ridicule in the stinger's heart turned to anger, and the anger turned to uneasiness.

Are you kidding?

Based on 900 years of flying career, based on the battlefield intuition of an ace pilot, it subconsciously wants to escape from the battlefield. And that's exactly what it does.

As an ace pilot, it has absolute confidence that it can complete a series of complex maneuvers in 0.1 seconds, and then make the entire fighter instantly lift up to 10,000 meters, while also launching the ultimate Cobra maneuver.

At the same time, Zhang Lan, who was sitting on the shooting table on the ground, raised her head in surprise, she only fired four shots, how could the golden fighter plane be like a frightened rabbit, and it directly pulled up at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out thousands of meters.

At this time, no matter how good her marksmanship is, and she has the supercomputing support of the matrix radar and the turtle, she will not be able to hit.

"Boss Mu, the prey has escaped!What should I do?"

Zhang Lan turned his head, but found that the cab of the main battle tank had long been empty, Mu Shaoan was gone, and Xiao Wuyu, who was playing soy sauce, was also gone.

What the heck?

"The feeling above the sky is really different, Lao Xiao, remember to bring me back in a while!"

Tens of thousands of meters in the sky, the dark clouds are rolling, and the landscape is a hundred times more spectacular than the ground, but it is a pity that this sea of clouds is untenable, as strong as the sword immortal Xiao Wuxuan, even if he opens a big move, he can't stay on this cloud for a second.

So, they're plummeting at the moment.

Xiao Wuxian didn't speak with a blushing face, and a thought kept rolling in his heart, should you cut off your robe and break off your friendship? With such a stupid and bold person, even if his heart is as strong as his, he can't bear it.

Ma Dan, don't you know that Lao Tzu's big move is only handsome for three seconds? In other words, he has the ability to go to heaven and has no ability to go back.

Now I'm going to drag your oil bottle on tow.

I'm so tired.

But slander is slander, Xiao Wuyu also has to mourn for the poor virus pilot, that kid's battlefield instinct is good, he sensed the fatal crisis at the first time, and the response was also perfect, directly pulling upward, Super Cobra maneuvering, a good set of beautiful little moves.

But alas, it doesn't know who its opponent is at all?

In an instant, Mu Shao'an didn't make any moves, and the entire vast sea of clouds was suddenly split by an invisible force, as if it was splitting the chaos.

This kind of movement even made both the enemy and us on the ground stunned, and when they looked up, they saw that the sky was full of scars from top to bottom, from left to right, and a cross scar spread all over the world.

In this cross knife mark, there seems to be an infinite knife intent to be released, for a second, even time has to stop, and then, the scorching sun-like light erupts, making everyone on the ground unconsciously close their eyes, but when they open their eyes again, where is the scorching sun?

The whole sky was covered with rolling dark clouds, like pouring floods, whistling down from above the nine heavens, and tens of thousands of huge lightning thunderbolts exploded like war drums, the result of the thick clouds being pushed and then squeezed.

What happened?

Nobody knows.

Until a second later, a fighter plane was like a king, against the backdrop of tens of thousands of golden lightning, in the background of the rolling sea of clouds - invincible return!

Elegant, handsome, beautiful, domineering!

The whole sky seems to have become the mantle of this fighter.

On the ground, the virus on the hundreds of kilometers of positions cheered, and the virus commanders all breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, it was still our golden fighter.

What just happened?

Or did our hero break through on the spot?

I'm so excited, so moved, can our golden fighter finally break through the dark gold?

Oh my God, it's such a memorable day.

It's epoch-making.

Uh, wait.

All the viruses suddenly discovered, and against the backdrop of the dark clouds and lightning in the sky, the heroic, epic fighter suddenly bloomed like cherry blossoms in the sky.

This moment is so beautiful.