Three Hundred and Sixty-Four Demon Fleet Turns

"Force drive away those dragons! Let them climb as high as possible!" Checking the status of his fighter, Oranke saw the chaotic battlefield on one side through his helmet.

His planes are agile and fast, and he can easily enter the battlefield and pour his deadly ammunition on the dragons.

All the machine guns and shells equipped for the f-15 fighter jets are magic resonance shells, and the lethality of each shell can make a magic dragon fatally wounded.

After exhausting the aim-120 missiles they carried, the F-15 and F-16 fighter jets dispelled most of the demonic air forces that attacked the Alan Hill fleet, allowing the opponent to learn what a real high-tech weapon is.

"Climb and climb! There's a demon fighter behind you! That guy's speed is the same as climbing! I'm already targeting him!" The wingman's voice came through the radio headset in his helmet, with a hint of ease.

The battle has been fought till now, and the demon troops have not caused much trouble to the Airland Hill Air Force. The Airland Hill ace pilots with advanced weapons and equipment have very rich experience in fighting the enemy.

"I'm going to make a turn! If he doesn't leave, you can shoot him and kill him!" Oranke glanced at the rear-view mirror on the side of the plane's cockpit glass, and Wei Wei saw the "Magic Modification" following him. ” Zhendian fighter, with a faint smile on his face.

That fighter can indeed be said to be a real magic modification. On the one hand, changing the shock fighter into a jet fighter is indeed a magic modification; on the other hand, the opponent uses a magic-driven engine, which is indeed a real magic change.

It is a pity that this rocket jet-like shock-electric magic modified fighter is not equipped with any missiles, only the cannon is an imported product from Alan Hill.

"He's still following you! The altitude is close to 5,000! I've locked him in!" The voice of the wingman came, making Rear Auranke see tracer bullets looming in the rearview mirror.

He pulled his fighter jet, kept turning, and then saw the Irish battleship force on the sea, turning and drawing a clear white track.

While turning, Alan Hill's battleship was still firing continuously, and he could also see the fire from the muzzles of those battleships, as well as the thick and huge magic bullets from the demon fleet in the distance.

"I'm back! You continue to climb! Cover me behind me! I still have ammunition and fuel, so I can find another dragon to fight!" Oranke glanced at his remaining ammunition and fuel gauge, Start looking for the target you want on the battlefield.

Today he has shot down 4 dragons,

If you count the enemies killed by the missiles, then he has 13 records a day today. Not all missiles can hit the target, even if those targets are actually easy to hit.

The body looks relatively bulky, but in fact, the f-15 fighter engine that flies very nimble in the sky is whistling, and the response speed is very amazing. Two blazingly fast F-15s flew high above the battlefield and saw some F-16s firing Sidewinder combat missiles at their targets.

Those demon fighter jets with amazing tail flames are very easy targets for Sidewinder missiles to hit. After the accumulation of technology, in fact, Ailan Hill's infrared-guided fighting missiles have a very high recognition ability.

These missiles can distinguish between enemy and foe, and will no longer foolishly fly to the sun or attack their own people. So, when the f-16 deftly launched a Sidewinder missile, the missile took a very shocking turn and hit a demon bat that was too late to dodge.

"I saw a dragon! 13 o'clock! Down! Down! You cover me!" Through his hatch, Oranke found the target he wanted to attack, and loudly reminded his wingman.

The wingman pilot Jack glanced at the few cannon shells he had left, and replied, "No problem! I can cover your attack once!"

"Last time I reminded you to save some ammunition for your own use!" Oranke glanced at the remaining shells of his cannon again, and after reminding his wingman again, he rolled the fuselage and began to dive.

"Huh!" The powerful F100 engine of the F-15 fighter jet made a more cheerful whistle, and the speed of the entire aircraft in the dive stage was close to twice the speed of sound.

Above the sky over there, a magic dragon is desperately chasing and killing a p-51 Mustang fighter jet that took off and participated in the war on Pilipi Island.

The Mustang fighter flexibly dodged in the air, and the dragon behind it kept breathing black flames, trying to shoot down the Mustang fighter.

Oranquera approached the distance between the two sides, and put the aiming aperture in front of him on the dragon that was swooping and accelerating with its wings retracted.

The size of the opponent is really too big, and it is a lot longer than the f-15 fighter. Therefore, targeting and locking such a target does not require much technology.

Just be very careful when firing and attacking. Although these creatures from nature are not as fast as Alan Hill's various fighters, they are very flexible, changing direction and slowing down very suddenly.

After grasping these key points of attack, keep as far away as possible to attack, which is Oranke's trick to deal with these enemies.

Now, almost all Airland Hill ace fighter pilots have confidence in their fighters, whether it's a MiG-21, or an F-16 or an F-15, better than their opponent's air power. Much stronger.

"Goodbye!" The distance display on the sighting device was very precise, and Oranke pressed the trigger to fire at a distance he was accustomed to.

The m61a1 Vulcan cannon on the f-15 fighter jet spewed out fiery tongues of flame, and the tracer bullets traced a track in front of the f-15 fighter jet, and flew towards the dragon blocking the front.

After a short burst, Oranke didn't even look at his own victory, he pulled up his nose in a dashing manner, deflected his course, and avoided the route that the dragon might counterattack.

However, the wingman Jack, who was flying behind him, still saw the picture of the dozen or so tracer bullets hitting the dragon.

While marveling at the superb shooting skills of his lead plane, he also pulled up his fighter jet to avoid the dragon that was screaming and falling.

In the cockpit of the p-51 Mustang fighter in the distance, a young pilot watched with envy as the two silver-gray f-15 fighter jets whizzed past and leveled his flight attitude.

He also achieved his first victory when he joined the army just now. When he was covering the surface troops, he swooped down and landed a demon bat.

Avoiding being shot down, now he finally has a chance to think about where to put his record on the fighter.

What he didn't know was that on the two distant f-15 fighter jets, the driver's cockpit was already full of various things.

Oranke has shot down dragon knights, demon bats, and puppet fighter jets. Combined, he has shot down more than 50 different styles of aerial targets.

After going back today, he will also paint two completely different signs on the plane: he shot down 5 demon dragons, and also killed a lot of demon bats and at least 3 demon fighters.

"Pay attention to the reminder of the identification friend or foe system! Gentlemen! Brothers from the bomber unit have entered the field! Be careful to cover them and do not accidentally hurt them!" Aolanke's earphone suddenly sounded the reminder of the AWACS command center, and he answered clearly, I saw the reflected signal of the friendly aircraft on my radar screen.

"The speed is more than Mach 4! My God! The guys in the bomber unit have changed their shotguns!" Jack, the wingman pilot, also saw the light spots on the radar screen, and shouted in shock.

Just as he exclaimed, the supersonic anti-ship missile launched by the Tu-22m supersonic bomber that took off from the air base behind the Osa military port rushed into the battlefield roaring.

Oranke seemed to have seen giant tracer bullets pass under his plane, and then some of the battleships of the Demon Fleet were hit by these oversized anti-ship missiles.

Because of the speed, these anti-ship missiles even penetrated the demon battleship directly, and then hit another demon battleship before exploding.

The entire battlefield suddenly boiled, and more than a dozen demon warships were hit by missiles and instantly lost their combat capabilities.

At this time, as the flanking attack of the Oran Hill naval fleet began to work, the loss of the demon fleet had begun to increase exponentially.

This time, more than a dozen warships were lost, and hundreds of demon warships headed north. At this moment, a third of their troops have been lost.

You must know that the fleet of the demon army heading north is not a decisive fleet, but a "transport landing fleet" that takes into account landings. The naval battle is only a part of the task of this force, and its main task is to capture the port of Osa. Part of it!

If you have exhausted your fleet in a decisive battle at sea, then landing on Osa to destroy the naval battleship manufacturing capability of Alan Hill has become a joke.

Because of this, the Demon General who stood on the wall of the floating castle and watched the battle finally couldn't sit still.

He came with a mission. According to the tradition of the demon army, the defeated demon generals do not need to exist anymore.

He knew the tactics of Prince Sarooks well, and naturally he did not dare to take the blame of the defeated. So, he gritted his teeth and ordered his fleet to break through: "The entire fleet turns! Land on Pilipi Island! We have no time to waste!"

What drove him crazy was that at the same time as he gave the order to attack Pilipi Island, several shore-based Tomahawk cruise missiles came from afar and killed several demon warships that had just begun to turn...——

There will be an update in a while, everyone can see it in the morning~ You don't have to stay up all night and wait.