A big scuffle.

The entire air battle scene is like a messy porridge without good organization. Command and coordination do not have too much tactical attention, of course, cover and cooperation are still there, but they are limited to a small area, the harsh space environment makes it impossible for the keyhole early warning and control aircraft to detect and distinguish the target, let alone command and organization, and if the keyhole is close and too dangerous, it is easy to fall victim to the enemy aircraft, although there is the cover of escort starfighters, but in this harsh environment, the enemy aircraft use cover to suddenly appear at close range and break through or bypass the possible interception is still very possible, before the beautiful breakthrough operation of Sergeant Roskill is a very good example。

What's more, although this battle is not as large as the previous air battle of the turkey hunt, but it is also a big battle between one or two interstellar fighters, when countless red and green are constantly moving, changing directions, small bright spots are stuffed between the pitiful screens of keyhole sensors, coupled with the false targets and targets suddenly disappeared from the harsh space environment, and so on, it is strange that the air combat command can be effectively carried out.

Risen fully understands this, so he didn't expect the keyhole to guide the fighter group to the appropriate position to contact the enemy interceptor group, and the lightning reconnaissance aircraft in the lead was enough, and the next battle was taken over by them, the most critical point is that now the Imperial fleet does not have many interstellar fighters, and Resson forgives them, and they can't play any tricks.

Although it had been estimated in the discussion before the battle that it should be a big scuffle, Risen was not afraid. Needless to say, he has an advantage in the comparison of the performance and number of fighters on both sides, and more importantly, he has complete confidence in the abilities of these girls and boys under his command, the Angel, Thunderbird, and Tulip of the Archangel, and he knows the three starfighter wings of the Archangel, and he is no stranger to the Interstar Fighter Wing, he was originally the captain of the 71st Starfighter Wing, although this wing has seen many new faces after he and the Tulip squadron left. But those who hold the position of squadron leader, squad leader in the wing. Most of them were old colleagues he had known before. These people had been together with each other, had experienced and fought together for such a long time, and Risen felt a warmth in his heart, that they were all reliable companions, although they were not as good as him or even Schneier in fighter technology, but they had a wealth of practical experience and experience in a long combat career. It's also enough

He suddenly felt that his thoughts were so funny, so greedy, the ace level was not a cabbage all over the ground, if the alliance even a starfighter squadron leader, or even an ordinary squad leader was at the level of a level ace, then the empire still needed to fight?

Even from a layman's point of view, the very obvious asymmetry in the interstellar fighter groups on both sides could be seen, and although Risen reminded himself that he could not underestimate the enemy, when he saw the scale of the Imperial starfighters that came to intercept it. He still couldn't help but pout. It was a bit of a sense of being invincible, and only 93 enemy planes came to meet them, only two-thirds of the Allied escort fighter group. If you take into account the fact that there are only seventy-three intermediate banshee and banshee starfighters in the Imperial interceptor group, and the other twenty-one are all gladiator attack aircraft, then the difference in strength between the two sides is even greater, and the pilots of these allied starfighters under his command are of higher quality, then the victory or defeat of this air battle is not a question at all, it is just how much time they need to spend and how much it costs.

This small number of escort starfighters is useless, but Rear Admiral Piper has nothing to do, this is already all the starfighters that his four space carriers can barely piece together, and he can only resign himself to fate, hoping for some miracle.

Recalling that not long ago, the hangar was full of various types of starfighters, but now it was empty, so spacious that it was almost enough to hold a fleet games, and the rear admiral only felt sad, lost, helpless, and hopeless, and a very strong impulse surged up from his heart.

The urge to commit suicide!!

He hadn't had this impulse without frustration before, but never once was so strong as this one, and his mind was now occupied by the pistol he was over, and he didn't even pay attention to the interception air battle that took place near the fleet.

In fact, it is not to blame the major general, even if he pays attention to him again, even if he gives a death order, can he change the entire air combat situation? There is a limit to what the human will can do

The fierce battle was born at a distance of less than 8ooo from the Piper fleet, because the harsh space environment had a great interference effect on the image recognition missile seeker, and the decoys released by various planes almost covered the space, so the wheel missile attacks when the two sides approached did not play a big role, and most of the missiles flew somewhere

The small orange fireballs caused by the self-detonation of the voyage continued to emerge on the battlefield, and under the action of the shooting, the flash aperture of these explosions was quite hazy, and the iron-blooded battlefield seemed to have some poetry and beauty.

Several starfighters flying in the opposite direction quickly came into range of the cannons, flying in front of the group, and Risen aimed at a Banshee starfighter in the distance, his finger pressed the fire switch.

Several beams of energy broke away from the lightning fighter and flew into the distance, and behind these beams, several beams of energy followed and pounced on the Imperial fighters, and in front of the beams, countless beams swooped towards them.

Although he immediately pulled up the fighter slightly after firing the cannon to avoid, but there were too many oncoming beams, and the most hateful thing was that there were many beams that were not really aimed, these beams were simply random shots, in this case, whether they could avoid the opposite artillery fire depended on luck to be more important, fortunately, the enemy's energy beams were not particularly concentrated in a certain position, and before contact, the pilots basically adjusted the front shield to double protection by weakening the rear shield, in this case, being hit by a few energy beams will not have a big impact on the fighter, of course, if the front shield is hit too much in a short period of time, resulting in the shield being penetrated, then it is best to pray laterSeveral beams of energy through the shield were not directly facing the cockpit, and there was no armor protection in front of and above the cockpit like the rest of the aircraft.

Two energy beams hit directly in front of the lightning, the shield white flashes shook in front of the cockpit, but it didn't matter, Risen dodged left and right, and continued to approach, there were several energy beams dangerously swept over and down the fighter, and the banshee he had locked on earlier had already deviated far from his cannon firing axis, and he didn't continue to pursue, because a dagger attack plane appeared in front of him, and the new target was slightly slower, less flexible, closer, and easier to get at than the target just now.

He adjusted the angle slightly, and now the distance was very sure, and he immediately opened fire after re-locking the short sword, this time unlike the tentative attack just now, the lightning starfighter was full of fire, and a dense beam of energy was like a whip like a fire snake, and it was slammed into the left wing of the short sword.

The dagger trembled and tried his best to dodge the ferocious attacks of the enemy in front of him, but it didn't seem to work very well, and it was barely able to escape the enemy plane's fire attack until the two planes staggered, but it was only temporary, and Ryson understood that his first attack had caused significant damage to the enemy plane, at least its shield was not so effective, and he would not let go of this easy target, and when the slow, still turning short sword appeared in front of his lightning again, it was caught in the aura of the sight, and its fate was already sealed

Less than ten minutes before the start of the air battle, Risen had raised his air combat record to eighty-seven - he had already shot down three enemy planes in those ten minutes, all of them were easy targets, two short swords and one banshee-class banshee, and none of them, which made him feel a little unreasonable, as one of the few class aces in the fleet, he should have dealt with those tricky class banshees, and handed over those short swords and banshees to the less experienced and less confident young pilots, right, how can it be the other way around? Is he just eating meat, picking cheap and letting others gnaw hard bones? But you can't blame him, who let those banshees and daggers fly under his cannon at every turn?

It wasn't until a plane-level banshee exploded in front of him that he felt a little satisfied, he was a little out of breath, and hurriedly took a few deep breaths, this plane-level banshee is not the kind of character to deal with, Resson was almost attacked by it from below, but fortunately, thanks to the wingman's timely response, he didn't suffer much loss, all blamed on the previous 'rotten planes', which made him a little slack, and the reaction of Risen immediately entered the entanglement with the enemy plane, even if there was the cover and containment of the wingman, it still took some effort to bite the plane-level banshee, which made him a little doubtful that his technical level had declined.

The bitten enemy plane could not get rid of him, and the only hope to get rid of it was his wingman, but unfortunately, the number of fighters of the alliance was really quite large, and the wingman was too busy to take care of himself, and there were also two lightning bolts staring at it behind him, and Ressen kept staring at the banshee until all the energy of the cannon was consumed, and the banshee exploded into a big fireball in front of his eyes, and the dazzling flashes of light were like fireworks cheering for victory

This is the eighty-eighth enemy plane he shot down, huh? He grinned, it was really an auspicious number, and Sonia, he had shot down four enemy planes, and under normal circumstances, she should be able to shoot down more than one today

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