Chapter 119: Boosting Morale

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Compared with the supersonic fighters of the earth, the multi-functional air and space fighters of the interstellar pirates are indeed as powerful as monsters.

With the same cannon bullet, the lethality of a supersonic fighter can pierce several floors, but even if it is enough to get an air and space fighter, at best, it is only a spark of electricity on the skin of its fuselage, and not even a large trace can be seen. However, a single cannon bullet of an air and space fighter can easily destroy a heavily armed heavy tank, and a supersonic fighter will disintegrate in the air on the spot if it is fired by a single shot.

The aerospace fighter can rely on its own engine power to freely travel to and from the orbit of the planet above tens of thousands of kilometers, and if it is simply up and down, the fuel it carries at one time is enough to make it travel to and from the sky several times.

And the earth's supersonic fighter, at best, its highest climbing altitude is only a few dozen kilometers above the ground, and the difference in the performance of this fighter alone is already one in the sky and one on the ground.

Even if there is only one difference in performance, if it really competes, the other party can have countless ways to easily put it to death.

What's more, the gap between the air and space fighters and the supersonic fighter is all-round, and there is no possibility that the two will be comparable in terms of speed, fuselage strength, endurance, lethality, airborne radar system, intelligent control system, etc.

Perhaps, the only thing the two have in common is that they can both fly in the sky, and they are both fighters.

It's no wonder that after being hit by alien fighters. Hundreds of soldiers around the world, there is not a single one who does not feel at a loss.

Without him, the gap is too big. The soldiers couldn't even imagine how they could deal with the situation.

This kind of disparity in the competition, in a way that the earthlings understand better, is equivalent to you holding a rice shovel in your hand, encountering the challenge of a heavy military tank, and the two of you compete on the same stage, fighting each other for life and death, until you die!

This time. I'm sure you'll be at a loss, too: I've got a weapon in my hand, and it's made of steel! But it's just a shovel that might kill someone. And now, I am facing a heavy military tank, its net weight is enough to weigh dozens of tons, and a single gun barrel can crush me to death. So. What can I do to win this game?

At this moment, the confusion in your heart should be roughly the same level as these hesitant soldiers.

But Sima Mulong is different, he is very different from these ordinary soldiers, and the biggest difference is that the resources they have are completely unequal.

These ordinary soldiers looked up at the air and space fighter and felt that it was unimaginable.

In the eyes of these soldiers, these air and space fighters are already too powerful for them to understand.

Oh my God. Imagine these vehicles at high speeds tens of times the speed of sound. Galloping on the surface of the earth, their flight altitude climbs to tens of thousands of meters above sea level, and then soars to a height of only a few hundred meters from the surface.

Under such a high speed, in the understanding of earthlings, the eyes and brains can't react at all, let alone control the aircraft to fly, for such a flying monster, ordinary soldiers can't even touch its specific performance limits, let alone actually operate it, and study how to beat this thing.

But Sima Mulong is completely different.

In his Canglan civilization database, he has seen a lot of war weapons similar to such aerospace fighters, not to mention the vast sea of smoke and the amount of vehicles, but also the types of fighters that are ten times and hundreds of times stronger than this kind of fighter.

When he was still a celestial immortal, he was almost the most powerful civilization in the universe, and he was praised by some super technological civilizations as an artifact-level super mecha.

Of course, this time is different from the past, Sima Mulong is now a good man, not to mention the courage of the year, and the gap between cultivation and the peak of the year cannot be counted in the Dao, but the gap between this aerospace fighter and the artifact mecha is not far behind.

What's more, Sima Mulong doesn't need to play in person at all now, just with the supersonic fighters in the hands of the Earth Army, he has a way to clean up these arrogant interstellar pirates.

After all, in Sima Mulong's view, the performance of these pirates' air and space fighters is just so-so, but the pirates' rough skills, arrogant temperament, and unknown so-called show-off behavior are even more eye-catching in comparison.

While the pirates were wantonly wreaking havoc, rampant, killing, and destroying, his reconnaissance network had already recorded all the flight data of more than 100 air and space fighters and entered these data into the war analysis software for a comprehensive and systematic analysis.

With such a large data sample, after such a long period of analysis, the specific performance parameters, construction models, structural defects, and other things that can be analyzed by the pirates of their aerospace fighters have almost been analyzed.

It can be said that the information that Sima Mulong now has is much more detailed than that of the pirates themselves.

Even, Sima Mulong's intelligence system has individually marked and filed all aerospace fighters, and together with the pilot, they have formed corresponding analysis reports, and even given countermeasures and key tips for operation.

There are only about a hundred fighters, and even with the existing military strength of the earth, one by one, Sima Mulong has the confidence to kill them all.

You must know that this level of combat equipment is not something that the pirates can build in their logistics supply spaceships, and if it is broken, there will be one less.

The processing and manufacturing capacity of that logistics spaceship, judging from the analysis data of the war software, is not very high-grade. At best, it can produce some simple fighter consumables. More of them are actually undertaking some general material supply tasks, such as making some fighter fuel or something.

If it weren't. It is not enough that there are only 100 fighters, but there are three mainstream models, more than 10 different models, and more than 20 manufacturers.

Obviously, the financial situation of this group of interstellar pirates is also quite unusual, and the total number of combat planes is still second-hand and third-hand goods that have been exchanged several times. All of them are outdated old weapons that have been used by other users for hundreds of years.

To deal with such an opponent, Sima Mulong is confident.

However, the show has just begun. There's no need to be in such a hurry to plow the court and sweep the holes.

After all, time is still too short, and changes are too fast, and people have not had time to deeply appreciate the changes in the world. There is no such thing as the hope of a great drought and the clouds of longing for the arrival of a new world. At this time, all the work has been done, and there is still something about Sima Mulong when he turns back.

After all, not always a group of interstellar pirates can come out to help you do the dirty work, and you must remember to cherish this precious resource...... Of course, using them as specimens when necessary can also be regarded as a cherished model.

So. Hope it can be given to everyone, however. You can't let them have it at your fingertips so easily, it's not good, it will make people not know how to cherish it.

......

The war had been going on for a full three hours, and Dean had already circled the Earth in an aerospace plane.

Unlike the whole pair, Dean is part of a dedicated team that cares for the nations of the world, and he is responsible for bringing the gospel of interstellar pirate rule to every nation!

All the way the fighter plane flew, all the political centers, military bases, military facilities, and even large civilian facilities that he detected were easily razed to the ground by him using the powerful combat power of the air and space fighters, as if they were toppling a castle made of sand.

To be honest, it's really enjoyable and exciting, and Dean never gets tired of it.

Just like when he was a child, he watered the ant burrow with boiling water, and when he died, it was a large area, which was simply too enjoyable, which gave him a kind of pleasure of being a person who controlled the life and death of others.

No, it's not a man, Lao Tzu is now a god, a god of death!

Humble beings, tremble before the power of Uncle Dean, haha!

Dean had a lot of fun, he was comfortable, and he felt like he was going to be in a hurry.

And now it is far less troublesome than when I was a child, as long as I gently press the button, a string of cannons or a few miniature missiles or something fly out, and suddenly there is a raging sea of fire, landslides and ground cracks, large areas of buildings collapse violently, and the black and oppressive crowd struggles, flees, cries, and despairs like crazy!

At this time, Dean would happily drive the air fighter to circle a few times in the sky, take a few clips in detail with the on-board camera device, and upload them to his personal space.

When you are too old to walk, it should be a great pleasure in life to have many treasures like this that can soothe the body and mind of the elderly.

Dean sighed deeply, but unfortunately today's battle should be over almost here.

Aerospace fighters are good at everything, but they are just as bad, and they consume too much.

Despite all the savings, try to save ammunition, but by this time, all the weapons and ammunition on board are almost used up, and the plane is almost up to the upper limit of today's use time, it is time to fly back to the space battleship and let the logistics personnel maintain this classic aircraft.

The other companions had already left the battlefield one after another, and near this area, Dean was now almost the only one left still wandering around the battlefield reluctantly, like a vulture flying over the battlefield.

Dean didn't worry much about his own safety, the problem was that if the time dragged on too long, the plane would be too badly damaged, and when he returned, he would be blamed by the stingy logistics director, the fat pig-like idiot, and maybe he would be punished, which would be too cost-effective.

That's it, just bear with it today, well, make a swoop at the end, scare and scare these little cuties, and go home, Dean thought reluctantly. (To be continued.) )