This thin ring of stars looks like a hollow earthy yellow plate, in terms of diameter, there is absolutely nothing to say, the ring that can surround a planet, this ring is at least tens of thousands of kilometers or more, and its width is also thousands of kilometers, but in terms of thickness, it is at most more than ten kilometers, and most of the material in the upper and lower rings is in addition to tiny interstellar dust, as well as slightly larger ice crystals and gravel, most of these ice crystals and gravel are also similar to watermelons. The size of the table poses little or no threat to the Blitzkrieg, and the energy shield on the surface of the fighter will protect the fighter from damage, but there are also large rocks and ice crystals as big as trucks, spaceships, or even small mounds, which are fatal, and if you hit it, no matter how strong the shield is, the fighter will hit a small black mark on these objects like a moth to a fire. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

The two lightning fighters swooped down almost vertically towards the earthy yellow aura, and behind them were four ghostly banshees, for these four imperial pilots, they had not been able to set a record for so long, they felt a little relieved, and they couldn't hang on their faces, these people were all carefully selected and selected as excellent pilots of the test level banshees, who had set a series of excellent records in the war with the Earth Federation, and now the four of them could not even defeat two enemy planes in a joint operation, who is the pilot of the enemy plane? The squads in the other direction had already shot down one rebel fighter, and it was only a matter of time before the other seemed to be in their pocket.

They focused on the lightning that fell behind, and they had to shoot down at least one before they could save some face. The purpose of the rebel pilots was clear, that is, they wanted to use that halo belt to drag to the support group, so they couldn't stay here for long, shoot down one as soon as possible, and then cover the retreat of the wooden sword. All they have are these Banshees, and the rebels, who knows if there are any other support ships or planes? When the rebels understand this, it will be difficult for them to retreat with their ships and warplanes.

The dense firepower was concentrated on Resson's fighter, and the energy beams grazed his lightning fighter dangerously, but fortunately, most of them did not actually hit, and only a few beams met the target by chance. Blocked by the shield of the lightning fighter, Ruisen was sweating profusely, and the feeling of danger became stronger and stronger in his heart, and the strength of his fighter's shield had dropped to less than half, and he had tried his best to make all kinds of evasive moves. Try to keep his fighter plane's track to the left and right, but he still can't avoid being hit by a few beams of death from the rear. His general course is fixed, so even if he tries hard, his room for maneuver is limited, but fortunately, the halo belt is just around the corner.

"Jessica. Be careful to pull up your fighter in time and don't rush over your head and out of the halo belt. He increased his thrust and quickly caught up with Jessica's lightning fighter.

"Understood, Captain." Jessica was a little worried, "But captain, can you pull it up in time?" Your degree is too fast. ”

"No problem, don't worry about me."

Immediately behind Jessica, his Lightning fighter also rushed into the halo belt, and only pulled up at the last moment, the left wing of the fighter smashed a slightly larger piece of gravel to pieces, and his fighter trembled slightly, but quickly stabilized his Lightning fighter and was not really injured.

Compared with Ryson's previous nervousness and sweating profusely, the shock in the hearts of the imperial pilots was even more indescribable, with their flying skills and shooting skills, the four of them concentrated on attacking an enemy plane, and they didn't shoot it down when they knew the general course of the enemy plane, and most of the shots failed, they could only watch as the enemy plane rolled all the way in a spiral curve and rushed into the ring belt of the seventh planet.

"This bastard, his skills are really *** amazing, I think he can be compared to the colonel." An Imperial pilot could not help but break the silence of the attack.

"The Colonel will be upset to hear you say that." Another Imperial pilot immediately reminded him.

"What are we going to do? Continue the pursuit? Or retreat? ”

"Of course, if you want to chase this guy, his skills are so good, he will definitely not be an ordinary nobody, maybe he is an important figure in the rebels, maybe this is our chance to make a great contribution, such a good opportunity, we can't let him go."

"But reinforcements from enemy planes are coming." An Imperial pilot hesitated.

"There's a few minutes left for another attack, and it won't last long for us to shoot him down. Don't worry, they won't forget to inform us of the retreat. ”

The four-level banshee learned from the enemy planes in front of them and rushed into the aura together, and had entered the aura belt, the imperial pilots couldn't help frowning, here the vision is limited, you need to be extra careful when maneuvering, there are dust, ice crystals and gravel everywhere, although most of them are very small and do not affect normal flight, and the slightly larger ones are easy to avoid, but they still feel unaccustomed and awkward, although they have also been trained to fly in this complex environment before.

This is related to the natural nature of human beings, most pilots do not like to fly in this environment, let alone combat, people prefer free flight, and prefer the vast and infinite space of the universe, which is the same as the early pilots who liked sunny days with wide field of vision and blue sky and white clouds, and hated thunderstorms with thunder and lightning and thick clouds.

It's just that the allied pilots are more familiar with flying and fighting in such an environment than the Imperial pilots, and although they are not very comfortable here, the environment has much less influence on them than the Imperial pilots, and they know how to cooperate in combat.

"Keep up with him." The Banshees quickly found the rebel fighters flying through the dust and rubble.

"The enemy planes are coming up, Jessica, it seems that they don't like it very much." Risen was pleased to see that the movements of these banshees were somewhat distorted and deformed, and that they had also been reduced in the free space outside.

"I don't like the captain either." Jessica whispered that she didn't dare to blink her eyes as she spoke, and although it wasn't as dangerous as the nebula before, with so many explosive gases, it was still sloppy at this level, and if it collided with a slightly larger object, it would be almost dead.

"Me too. But as long as the Imperial pilots hate it more than we do. Risen replied casually, taking time out of his busy schedule to glance back. The enemy planes are still chasing after each other, but the distance has begun to widen, and most of the missiles and energy beams launched by the enemy planes have lost their targets, or simply hit gravel or ice crystals, and in this complex environment, it is only possible to shoot at close range. Long-range attacks are generally difficult to hit enemy planes, as long as the enemy plane dodges behind some large pieces of rubble, basically that piece of gravel acts as his shield, at least the current technology does not allow the energy beam to penetrate the gravel, and the missile is not smart enough to automatically bypass the gravel.

"I think it's okay, let's retreat." One of the Imperial pilots said in frustration that he was aware of the problem as well. "Before we shoot him down, the rebel reinforcements will arrive, and then we will face a two-sided attack, and we will not be able to walk at night."

"Let's try again." Another Imperial pilot said reluctantly. "It's a shame to come back empty-handed."

"There's no way to be ashamed. Hey...... The degree of enemy aircraft slowed down. ”

The Imperial pilots were pleasantly surprised by the fact that one of the Lightning fighters suddenly slowed down. This is a fat meat delivered to your door.

"What's going on Jessica?" Risen asked anxiously.

"Captain, I'm sorry," the girl said apologetically, looking at her plane's display screen in despair, "a piece of debris hit the rear of the plane, and the violent impact caused the sudden death of the two example engines on the left. ”

"Try restarting the engine right now, I'll hold them back." Resson gritted his teeth and flicked the joystick to the left, his lightning fighter revolving diagonally around a large ice crystal, making a 180-degree turn towards the four Imperial Banshees.

"Thank you, Captain," the girl had tears in her eyes, she knew the risk her captain was taking by doing so, and it was all for her sake.

"Haha, he's killing himself, attacking freely, with maximum firepower, shoot it down as soon as possible, we don't have much time." It was a joy to see their ultimate target turn around and attack against them, and the Imperial pilots were overjoyed.

However, they were greeted by a dazzling white light, and the pilots of the White Rapid Expansion Empire were taken aback, they had seen the information of the lightning fighter, and there was only one weapon on the lightning fighter that could shoot this kind of light, and that was the synchronous particle cannon on the back of the lightning machine, which was a weapon that all warships feared, and the huge power of that cannon would turn into a death demon as long as it hit a level banshee.

The four-level banshees hurriedly spread out in all directions, avoiding the enemy plane that rushed like crazy and the powerful white light, although they opened fire while dodging, but the relative speed allowed the enemy plane to stay within their aiming line for a very short time, and only a few energy beams were able to hit the enemy plane before the enemy plane rushed past them.

"Turn around and continue to attack him." As if they had forgotten their original goal of shooting down an enemy plane and retreating, they let go of another lightning plane, which was easier to get their hands on, and instead attacked the enemy plane that had attracted most of their attention.

It's good to keep up, at least Jessica is safe for the time being. Risen breathed a sigh of relief, he first turned his fighter behind a large piece of ice crystals, temporarily avoiding the line of fire of the enemy planes in the rear, which allowed him to take a breather, although he knew that this would not last, the enemy planes had dispersed, and soon he would be surrounded by enemy planes.

What did he do? He looked at the screen with a wry smile, and the shield strength dropped to only thirty percent in that round of attacks, how could he fight four enemy planes with one fighter? He can't leave now, otherwise the enemy planes will turn their attention back to Jessica, he must hold on, the other reinforcements of the squadron are coming, he doesn't need to hold out for long, just a while.

He remembered that when he first entered the battlefield of Henison, the battle with the Blue Angels was also a one-on-four, when he narrowly escaped by ramming into Sonia's fighter head-on, and the method at that time didn't work now, at least he was now on the back of Planet Seven, and he couldn't see the light of the star.