Chapter 718: Stirring a Hornet's Nest
The exploding orange flames would appear on the cockpit from time to time. Hall knew that every flash of light represented the disappearance of a teammate.
Although I am not familiar with these teammates and can only be regarded as colleagues, I can't help but feel a sense of sadness.
That shuttle was not fast, but too cunning.
It was as if a see-through device had been turned on, and it could predict where the enemy would appear in advance. It looked like it was using its fighter plane to hit the ion beam emitted by the opponent.
This ability to grasp space is too terrifying, coupled with precise operation, the hunter becomes the prey.
I thought it was the Falcon Squadron that was not good. As long as I was more careful, there would definitely be no problem. Hall kept things simple.
What's even more frightening is that a new question emerged in Hall's mind.
The opponent can achieve this kind of performance by flying a shuttle plane whose performance is not comparable to that of a military space fighter. If he is given a space fighter, how terrifying would it be?
This reminded Hall of the aces he had watched in the army when he joined the army.
Many aces had more than 100 kills. At that time, she thought they were aces forcibly created by the military in order to gain face.
But now it seems that the military's ace records are not only lacking in water, but even modest.
There really is such a terrible guy.
But Hall wouldn't admit defeat.
It was already the end of the war when she joined the army. After completing training, she had not been on a few missions, let alone participated in a truly tragic large-scale air battle.
She believes that based on her own ability, if she has the opportunity to make achievements, she will definitely not be worse than those aces.
Holding the joystick tightly with his right hand, his eyes were constantly searching for the flash of engine light in front of the cockpit, and his left hand was tapping on the avionics controller.
They had escaped from the star ring and escaped from an environment where they could easily be ambushed, although they had paid the price of four lives.
Is it worth it for half of the squadron to sacrifice themselves to heaven?
Hall would answer without hesitation, it was worth it.
This shuttle will become Hall's proudest prey. When someone asks you if you have a story worth sharing, this battle will be her brag for a lifetime.
After breaking away from the star ring, the shuttle lost the cover of the meteorite. Hall's squadron reorganized, leaving the opponent with no opportunity to take advantage of it.
Bite it!
Moving the operating lever, Hall clamped down on the shuttle that was jumping up and down. It was interfering with the flight and trying to interfere with the aiming.
The teammate's cannon opened fire, but it was impossible for the nimble shuttle to hit.
Hall slowed down her breathing. She knew that blind shooting was just a sprinkle of water and would not be useful.
She needed a window, just a fleeting shooting window, and that was enough.
And this opportunity immediately appeared in front of her.
I don't know if it was due to an operational error, but the shuttle kept flying straight for three seconds after avoiding the firepower of Hall's teammates.
The hatch on the Hall fighter opened, and the built-in ion cannon popped out.
The firepower of the cannon is not effective against a shuttle with a relatively strong shield. One or two hits will only reduce the energy of the shield, while the ion cannon can effectively penetrate the shuttle's shield with one shot.
The only small problem is that the ion cannon cannot fire continuously, and if it flies too far, the trajectory will deflect, so either the shooting is extremely accurate, or...
Get closer!
The surging power of the space fighter's engine was far beyond that of a shuttle. Hall clung to the six o'clock direction of the shuttle.
That's it now!
The moment the distance was so close that one shot could hit 100%, Hall realized that this was an excellent attack window, and his finger had already touched the red fire button on the joystick.
However, just before she pressed the button, the two engines on the left side of the shuttle suddenly stalled, as if they were shut down directly from full power operation. Out of fuel?
Mechanical failure?
Operation error?
No, it's a trap!
Hall immediately pulled the trigger, and the blue-white ion beam was launched with a slight vibration of the body.
She saw with her own eyes that the shuttle with a failed engine on one side suddenly drifted 90° and turned around, and the beam of the ion cannon flew past the opponent's engine light.
Not only that, when one side of the engine is shut down, the thrust on the other side is naturally very large, and the shuttle spins like a top.
The moment the aircraft's nose turned toward Echo Squadron, two ion beams quickly magnified in front of Hall's eyes, passing above her cockpit. At the same time, accompanied by vibrations, a patch of orange fire reflected on the cockpit.
The space fighter is flying at high speed, while the shuttle is spinning. The speed difference between the two sides means that they can pass by each other in a daze.
While being overtaken by the space fighter, Hall used his reflector to see that the engine on the other side of the spinning shuttle was turned on, and it just shook for a moment before returning to normal level flight.
Now, Hall, who was biting the six o'clock direction of the shuttle, was bitten by the shuttle instead.
At that moment, Hall seemed to have a revolving door of memories in her mind. She saw the light of the two ion cannons built into the bottom of the shuttle, saw the opponent's variable wings rapidly merging to enhance stability, and even saw Alyssa was wearing a void protective suit in the driver's seat, but for some reason, she looked like she was unconscious.
As long as the shuttle's ion beam is fired, he will become a dispensable number in the opponent's record.
However, at the moment of firing, the shuttle suddenly stopped firing and turned around and flew downwards.
The next moment, a row of machine gun tracer bullets flew away after it, and Hall realized that he had just been rescued by friendly forces.
Being so close to death, Hall seemed to have smelled the smell of decaying corpses, but she thought about life and death, and this time, luck was on her side.
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Alyssa felt like she had a dream. Carlos suddenly rebelled, and the shuttle she got on not only had an organic soul, but was even super capable of fighting.
It wasn't until a series of orange flashes hit Alyssa's eyelids that she woke up after briefly fainting and realized that it was not a dream.
She felt as if her head had been hit with a sledgehammer. She touched her scalp and found that there was indeed a bulge. She must have hit the corner of the seat when she was unconscious.
"What's going on now?"
Alyssa asked, holding her forehead, looking down at the radar display, and suddenly became excited.
"Seriously what's going on! How come there is such a huge fleet!"
"Are you awake? You might as well continue to sleep."
The radar showed that densely packed triangular light spots almost filled the radar display.
No matter how you look at it, there must be hundreds of space fighters, and they are approaching quickly.
"I can't explain it in a sentence or two. In short, I killed a lot of them, but they were like rats, sending out a lot more."
"Quite a few?"
Alyssa held back her rant, but finally didn’t say anything.
"Your machine spirit is too abnormal!"
"I'll say it again, I'm not a machine spirit!"
Li Chengqi, who was holding the handle, was also a little speechless. Is there something wrong with this girl's brain? Why can't she understand human speech?
(End of chapter)