Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine I Request a Review

On the wide lawn, a giant dragon wearing a special armor is crawling on the ground. Its reptilian eyes looked at everything around it, its nostrils opened and closed slightly as it breathed, and its sharp fangs protruded a little from its lips, looking very scary.

It didn't wear heavy armor, but a black sensor. These sensors can record exercise data, which can be used to analyze the parts hit and the number of hits.

A dragon knight walked to his mount while handing the takeoff report to the ground crew beside him.

He gently stroked his giant dragon with his hand, simply communicated with his mount, and made the final preparations before taking off.

This is a very important exercise, and the entire imaginary enemy squadron has to go out. Not only his giant dragon, but their entire dragon knight team will take off to "join the battle".

"It's really an uncomfortable exercise." He stroked the dragon's scales with his hand, and said to his comrades in arms: "How many times have we taken off like this and acted as a target? Every time we lose ugly..."

"No way! You know how terrifying the F-15 fighter jet is... That thing has radar and missiles on it. It's not something we can deal with." His companion put the helmet on his head and smiled at him Said.

Putting on the helmet as well, the dragon knight nodded in agreement: "Yes! Although the missile can be destroyed with dragon flames, the fragments produced by the explosion of that thing are enough to kill the dragon."

"It's good now, at least we can carry long-range weapons... It's much better than just relying on Longyan to attack in the past." His companion made a farewell gesture.

As he spoke, he pointed to a special magic attack device hanging on his dragon in the distance.

This thing can only be launched a few times due to its limited weight. But this kind of magic long-range attack is already a revolution in the dragon knight's attack methods!

"The F-14 fighter jets at the No. 2 airport have already taken off! They are going to join our F-16 fighter jet unit in charge of patrolling the battlefield in the sky..." A message came from the integrated earphone in the helmet.

Now every dragon knight's armor has more uses, which integrates batteries, communication equipment, heat preservation function, and identification friend or foe signal generator.

In short, today's armor is no longer simply heavy armor, but a multi-functional combat clothing.

The leading dragon knight stepped on the back of the giant dragon and shouted loudly to his subordinates: "The next step is for us to take off. The exercise headquarters has confirmed that the new fighter jet participating in the exercise,

It took off on time as planned. "

The dragon knight who had just put on his helmet also stepped on the back of his dragon, and shouted loudly: "Then let's perform well, maybe we can get another new victory!"

There is a logo of an F-16 fighter jet on the shoulder armor of this Dragon Knight, which is the result of his shooting down in an imaginary enemy exercise! This result is not ordinary, because very few Dragon Knights can shoot down F-16 or F-15 fighter jets.

"Dragon Knights! Take off! Prepare to fight!" The leader of the Dragon Knight held the reins on his dragon's back, buckled his mask, and loudly gave the order to take off.

The giant dragon in the distance spread out its wings, and then began to flap them slowly. A huge wind swept across the lawn, and some withered and yellow grass stalks were blown up, spinning in the sky.

A giant dragon rose into the air, then a second and a third. Until the end, a full 30 dragon knights took off and formed a huge arrow formation in the sky.

And in the sky far away from them, a new type of fighter jet that looks like a shooting star is rushing forward at a cruising speed twice the speed of sound.

On the nose, the magic barrier set up to reduce the temperature exudes a faint light. The test pilot Weiss who flew the plane looked at the magic energy consumption value on his plane, and pressed the switch of the communication device: "The energy consumption is normal, the same as the design value!"

After confirming this, he pushed the afterburner lever on his plane and continued: "I have entered the airspace of the exercise and accelerated to Mach 3...the fighter is in normal condition!"

The transparent cockpit canopy was also protected by magic, and the temperature inside the fighter jet was even regulated by magic. If the magic energy is exhausted, the aircraft may instantly become an oven, and then disintegrate into parts in an instant in the air.

However, under the blessing of magic, this brand new fighter rushed into the prepared airspace for the exercise with an unprecedented speed advantage.

"Passive signal reception is turned on... The satellite reconnaissance data has been imported..." Weiss lowered his head slightly, glanced at the monitor above his right hand, and saw an overview of the battlefield situation above.

The approximate location of the enemy fleet has been displayed on the map, and the fighter model and flight altitude parameters have already been calculated and confirmed.

"I'm going to raise the altitude to 30,000 meters! Let's see if they have the courage to trouble me at this altitude!" While reporting, Weiss gently pulled the joystick of the plane.

Responding to his operation, the new fighter immediately rushed to the sky at a perverted angle.

In almost a second, the fighter climbed 300 meters! Such a terrifying climbing ability is absolutely beyond the reach of traditional fighter jets like the F-15.

With the roar of the engine, the new fighter easily jumped from an altitude of 10,000 meters to an altitude of 20,000 meters where the air is very thin.

At such an altitude, the power of the engine will drop significantly, and traditional combat aircraft can hardly complete maneuvers at this altitude.

"The consumption of magic energy reserves has decreased! Sure enough, super high altitude is suitable for supersonic flight!" Weiss glanced at the dashboard, and said with satisfaction: "The radar warning device has responded, they should have scanned me!"

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"Lynx 1! Bobcat 1! The other party is climbing! My radar has detected him!" In the imaginary enemy squadron, a pilot of an F-14 fighter jet is driving his fighter, desperately climbing at an altitude of 10,000 meters .

The current altitude is more than 15,000 meters, and the performance of his fighter jet has declined significantly. While controlling his own plane, he asked the radar operator behind him: "Is he locked?"

"Damn it! He raised the altitude of 10,000 meters in 10 seconds! That can't be an airplane!" the radar operator behind him stared at his radar screen and shouted in disbelief.

At this time, the voice of the wingman also came over the radio communication channel with shock: "Damn it! The enemy is starting to climb! I can't keep up with his climbing speed!"

"Ready to fire missiles! Ready to fire missiles! Damn! We're carrying the latest model AIM-120 missiles... if only there were phoenixes!" cursed the lead aircraft's radar and weapons operator.

Compared with the expensive and huge phoenix missile, the AIM-120 missile can carry more, and the price is cheaper... But at this altitude, the phoenix with more fuel and a larger engine is obviously more advantageous.

"Anyway, it's a computer simulation! Just fire!" the pilot of the wingman shouted impatiently: "We're launching missiles! We're launching missiles!"

"Let the captain lower the altitude! Lure this guy to the regular combat altitude!" While turning, the pilot of the lead plane ordered: "Let's bypass! Avoid!"

The two F-14 fighter jets began to turn one after the other, because they were flying at supersonic speeds, and their turning radius was surprisingly large.

At the same time as they turned, the radar operator saw that the other party had approached quite close to them.

So, a radar officer shouted desperately: "The target is approaching! Its speed is too fast! Repeat! The target is approaching! The target is approaching!"

The radar operator in the other fighter kept confirming: "It's faster than the missile! Is that a rocket? Is that a rocket?"

"It's diving! I'm locked! I'm locked!" The fighter pilot, who was already doing high maneuver overload maneuvers, heard the siren of the radar alarm in his ear, and yelled in despair while driving his own plane to evade. with.

The radar warning device is frantically reminding the pilots of the F-14 fighter jets that they have been targeted! However, the F-14 fighter jets, which were already doing maneuvers and evasive actions, really had no way to adjust their flight trajectory.

"Slow down! Roll! Roll!" The pilot of the wingman reminded his lead plane loudly, but in his earphones, there was already a cold reminder from the exercise command: "You have been shot down! You have been shot down! "

"What's the matter? I was shot down?" After leveling his plane, looking at the red prompt on his helmet sight, the pilot of the wingman muttered in surprise.

In front of his plane, the pilot of the lead plane has already pulled off his oxygen mask: "The other party is flying a plane? What kind of flight path is it? Turning at 2 times the speed of sound? Am I going to a fake aviation school? "

"You have been shot down! You have been shot down!" He was answered by electronic prompts repeated over and over again.

"I'm Bobcat 1, I'm Bobcat 1! I was shot down and I'm requesting to return!" The pilot of the lead plane called the ground command bitterly: "In addition, I want to review the entire battle process! I suspect that the other party is cheating! "

"Damn it!" The communication channel was switched on, and the wingman pilot cursed: "I want a replay too!"

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even see what the enemy looked like—the thing just appeared on the radar screen, rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed, and shot them down without even giving them a chance to evade.

For a veteran pilot, this is nothing short of insulting.