Chapter 190, Alliance Air Force, ace pilot applies to fight!
"Ace pilot, apply to fight!"
"The enemy was found at twelve o'clock!"
"Start dropping bombs!"
Kutcher's excited and sharp voice continued to echo in the squadron's channel.
Some people wanted to complain, but in the end the channel was silent.
There is nothing to say. Everyone already knows what kind of temper this comrade is.
The alliance's air force has just begun construction, and a total of eighteen aircraft have been delivered, in groups of three, forming six squadrons. If they are exhausted, they will be nothing more than an aviation squadron.
Some of the eighteen pilots were selected from the rudimentary air force of the old alliance, and the other part were simply young people selected from the military.
Equipped with an anti-gravity engine and the assistance of one main and one pair of servo skulls, the Wind Falcon is not too difficult to drive. Of course, the low height refers to entry level. It is not difficult to fly the plane, and it is not a big problem to take off and land. It can take off and land vertically, and there is a servo skull to help, so it generally cannot fall off.
However, it is one thing to get started easily and not fall off while driving, but it is extremely difficult to master it. Horizontal and longitudinal translation capabilities, extremely high flight speeds, complex firepower systems, and the body's carrying capacity under high-speed flight...
It is indeed not easy to drive the Wind Falcon well, even with the help of the ruthless Servo Skull.
However, among the people who could barely fly the plane into the sky with the help of the Servo Skull, and the flight duration did not exceed twenty hours, there was an outlier like Couch.
The length of his flight is no different from that of others. However, everyone must admit that there is such a thing as genius in this world. Although this guy has an unconventional personality, he flies bolder than anyone else, and he can do all kinds of exaggerated maneuvers at his fingertips.
At first, the instructor was still criticizing him while holding the instruction manual, but then he let it go - the instructor was also a bad guy, and his flying time was as long as everyone else's. It was just that he had hundreds of hours of operating propeller aircraft when he was in the old Alliance Air Force. experience. He couldn't do many of the moves that the self-proclaimed 'ace pilot' Couch did.
Then just let it go. The most you can do is remind me not to do anything fancy when on a mission and to do things honestly.
Now, this is the first mission since the Alliance Air Force was officially established.
Everyone was a little nervous except Kutcher.
But fortunately, the enemies that the Alliance Air Force will currently face should not require them to fly planes and engage in difficult gameplay such as dogfights and dog fights.
According to the navigation, relying on the assistance of the servo skull, they flew to the target location, launched the six heavy missiles carried on the Wind Falcon, then came over the enemy, opened the belly of the aircraft, and poured the bombs down. At this point, their mission was Basically done.
Those who are confident in themselves will drive the Falcon around twice, circling and licking the ground with the twin machine cannons and laser cannons on the aircraft to directly attack enemies on the ground; those who are not confident are afraid of hitting friendly forces, If you get dizzy from spinning around, then return home quickly, go back and reload weapons and ammunition, and then see if there are any further tasks that require their performance.
The first one to arrive on the battlefield and within attack range was Kuchi.
He and his flight formation, three Wind Falcons, instantly shot down the six mounted heavy missiles.
The target they aimed at was the enemy's biological and chemical artillery unit.
Those monsters that seemed to be magnified countless times, raised their front bodies, opened their huge mouths and sprayed biochemical cannonballs into the sky, were hit by heavy missiles without any defense.
Obviously, these biochemical artillery were not prepared for bombing. Although the formation was not very dense, hundreds of biochemical artillery were basically in the same position.
Three Wind Falcons, with a total of eighteen heavy missiles, destroyed one third of the biochemical artillery.
These living biochemical cannons were in a mess.
Some were still following the previous battle inertia and throwing firepower at Crocker Manor in the distance, but some seemed to be cowardly and began to squirm their huge bodies in an attempt to escape.
However, they were unable to escape.
The movement speed and agility of these big guys are really incredible.
More importantly, they met an outrageous pilot.
Couch called out and asked the two wingmen in their group to drop bombs on the enemy's densely populated areas according to the plan.
As for himself, he lowered his flying altitude and dived towards these biochemical artillery.
Flying from the sky above Crocker Manor to the enemy's biochemical artillery position, a distance of ten kilometers, it took only one minute for the speed of the wind falcon.
In the process, Kutcher threw away all the bombs and sent a wave of bombs to the enemies below who were gathering to attack Crocker Manor. At the same time, he also brought the biochemical artillery into the range of the machine gun.
Of course, the range of machine guns and laser cannons is not that close, but Kuchi is so determined to strive for a more efficient and precise strike effect that he has already lowered his flying altitude to a very low level.
The green-blue wind falcon he was driving began to spit out the fire of death.
Red laser cannons and rumbling machine guns plowed a trail of death on the ground. In a straight line of attack, three biochemical artillerymen were blasted into rotten flesh.
Laser cannons melted away part of their massive bodies; 40mm kinetic energy rounds smashed the rest to pieces.
The other two pilots in the same flight group looked at each other speechlessly.
One of them asked in the channel: "How about... let's try it too?"
Another person refused: "You have to give it a try. I'm afraid of diving and licking the ground at such a high speed. If I don't do it right, I will fall headlong."
"That's right..." The other person could only give up regretfully, "Let's just drop the bomb honestly."
The two Wind Falcons gave up on performing difficult maneuvers and flew safely high above the enemy's heads, dropping the bombs they carried.
In the process, they saw with envy that Kuchi, who had come back from a circle, fired another round of fire on the ground, harvesting the results of four biochemical artillery pieces.
At this point, the entire biochemical artillery position was in chaos.
However, his acting time is over.
Five other formations of wind falcons also arrived at this moment.
Thirty heavy missiles, assisted by the servo skull in fire control, hit the enemy's high-value targets with relative accuracy.
All biochemical artillery is finished.
Kuchi pursed his lips, feeling a little dissatisfied.
Shooting fixed targets on the training ground, how can you really go to the battlefield and put firepower on those human enemies?
If you give him some more time and make a few more rounds, he is completely confident that he can take care of all the remaining biochemical artillery with his own Wind Falcon.
Unfortunately, his teammates came to steal his head.
The five new formations, fifteen Wind Falcons, began to fly over the enemy's dense areas and drop bombs.
Couch's bombs in the cabin had all been used up just now, so he could only point the cannon at the enemy angrily and lick the ground.
Every dive attack on the ground was accompanied by a roaring scream. What followed was a bloody baptism of hundreds of meters in a straight line with lasers and kinetic energy shells.
Round after round, Kuchi did not count how many rounds he played. In short, he did not stop until the squadron leader called him and asked him to quickly follow the formation and leave. On the way back, over Crocker Manor, he made a 'yeah' gesture to the soldiers below - he didn't care whether they could see it or not.
……
With his head raised, Jason Morgan certainly couldn't see the pilot's gestures that impressed him so much. They were too far away and he was still in the cockpit.
But that didn't stop him from saluting it.
This is a great savior!
He had heard that an alliance air force was being formed in the Twin Cities.
It’s not like he hasn’t seen airplanes in previous years.
In his opinion, the propeller planes and helicopters of the old alliance could only... hold up a scene at best.
He didn't see the actual use.
At least, there is no special record to speak of.
He thought that the New Alliance's air force was just like that. Perhaps more powerful, but by how much more?
However, today he truly understood the power of the air force.
Under the Governor's rule, this kind of aircraft, which had never been seen before, was really powerful!
A Wind Falcon has the functions of a missile launch platform, a fighter jet, an attack aircraft, and a bomber at the same time. The key is that it can do everything very well.
He counted that there were only eighteen planes coming this time. But their arrival dealt a devastating blow to the wave of one hundred thousand aberrant monsters.
Death falls from heaven!
First, they almost completely destroyed the enemy's artillery force.
Those biological and chemical artillery with a range of more than ten kilometers are the biggest source of threat to the militia group.
The mountain cannons and mortars held by the militia groups were not only scarce in number, but also had poor range. It was very difficult to hit the biological and chemical artillery.
When the number is sparse, even if they can barely cover the firepower, they often cannot achieve much results, and they will also encounter strong counterattacks from the enemy.
The biological and chemical artillery put too much pressure on them. To put it bluntly, the militia regiment has suffered the most casualties since the war began, caused by those highly corrosive and large-coverage biological and chemical artillery shells.
After destroying these dozens or hundreds of biochemical cannon monsters, the enemy firepower endured by Crocker Manor can be greatly reduced in one go.
Artillery is the god of war, and this is also true for the advanced version of the aberration army.
Of course, if you just take out the enemy's artillery, that's fine, but it may not be enough.
The enemy's remaining huge numbers are still a terrible threat.
Then, eighteen Wind Falcons dropped bombs horizontally. Although there was not much accuracy to speak of, the total of more than two thousand bombs was enough to form a round of carpet bombing on the battlefield in front of Crocker Manor.
More importantly, the aberration's legion obviously does not have the experience and preparation to deal with the air force. The stupid monster couldn't even lie down when being bombed.
Previously, the mighty enemy army that brought them tremendous pressure had already been reduced to pieces.
Countless corpses lay on the road to attack Crocker Manor.
So far, Jason Morgan is completely confident that he can defend the entire estate.
At least, it will be no problem to hold on until dark tomorrow, until the main force of the Alliance army arrives.
Moreover, during this process, the Alliance Air Force can do it again if necessary.
They emptied their ammunition, went back to reload, and could come back again. This round trip is 1200 to 300 kilometers, and the actual journey is only a few hours.
It’s just that the reloading time is exaggerated, and the ground crew may scold you: I spent a whole day loading missiles and artillery shells, how could you just shoot them all in a few fucking minutes?
But overall, the problem is no longer big.
……
In fact, there is no need to stick to the matter itself.
After being dealt a blow by the Alliance Air Force Squadron, the aberrations themselves seemed to realize that they could not win.
The remaining aberrations receded like the tide and returned to the dense forest.
And here, three people wearing green academic uniforms are gathering together.
"The alliance's air force is much stronger than imagined."
"However, if we hide in the dense forest, the power of the Alliance Air Force will be greatly reduced..."
"Indeed, but that is unrealistic. The president requires us to take the initiative to attack. The launch of the plan will take time and require more people. There will not be a large number of people taking the initiative to enter the dense forest. But if we have to face such air attacks all the time, There is no way to leave the jungle and take the initiative to fight.”
"I have reported to the president that the society must develop anti-aircraft and even air force mutants as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no way to fight."
"However, it is estimated that it will be difficult to achieve results quickly. In order to avoid orbital strikes, the town of Singer has been abandoned. The rear is looking for new hiding places, and it is also necessary to disperse the research institutions to avoid being blamed. The defection of the teacher of the president , the impact is too big.”
"That's it, I can only hibernate temporarily."
"But what will the Alliance do? They go south with such great fanfare..."
"They must be coming to recover the entire Qinggu area, but the only things they can recover are the plantations and gathering places. Eighty percent of the Qinggu area is still primitive jungle, and it is our kingdom. Is it our kingdom? Do the alliance’s troops still dare to take the initiative to enter the jungle? ”
"If only that were the case."
……
"What? Are you going to take the initiative to fight in the jungle?"
Jason Morgan's eyes widened and he asked incredible questions.
"Yes." Purbov said confidently: "I thought those brainless monsters would continue to besiege Crocker Manor for a while, so that I could annihilate part of the main force before entering the jungle, but it was a pity that they ran away... …But it doesn’t matter, we can still eliminate these monsters in the jungle.”
"No... why?" Jason Morgan was puzzled.
(End of chapter)