Chapter 184 The Final Battle of Crotan (11)

( ) USS Skid Platney I, bridge command center.

Aldrich stared at the terrifying aliens on the big screen who lashed out at each other and tore government soldiers to pieces with a look of astonishment. Of course, there were also those golden warriors who were so powerful that they were worth half an armored battalion alone. .

For the first time, he felt fear and wavering. What happened? These newly emerged fighting arms obviously do not belong to human beings, what kind of enemy did he provoke? How could those country bumpkins in the rebel army have such strong reinforcements?

The 20w armored group was beaten to the brim by an unfamiliar force of more than 2,000 units combined with the 1.5w rebels, and ran away with their heads in their arms. This will be passed to the ears of Ramsden, and to the ears of other high-level officials in the Marquis of Kane. He---- --Aldridge will lose all face and laugh out loud. I'm afraid even the Marquis, who has always held him in high esteem, will be terribly disappointed.

Face, future, honor, and the expectations of the Marquis. This battle is related to his life and death. The "Skyd Platney" mothership built to deal with emergencies has been dispatched. If Garcia is still unable to win, he will resist For that group of mobs in the army, he simply committed suicide and apologized.

"The power group, increase the energy supply, the maximum output of the whole engine, and rush to the frontline battlefield as quickly as possible." The Governor's roar filled with infinite anger echoed in the bridge hall: "Order all the auxiliary guns to prepare, and all combat personnel Get in position, once you find those damned alien traces, fire me immediately, and blast them into a pile of waste!"

"Yes." The staff took the order, the supply of zero elements increased, the tail flames of the main and auxiliary propellers flourished, and the two "Skyd Platney" motherships flew quickly to the northern battlefield like a pair of steel black dragons .

Battles between Viking fighters and hives, surface carriers, and Panzer Group air forces intensified. Steel wreckage burning with flames fell from the sky like raindrops. After an hour of fierce battle, the number of nearly 2,000 armed aircraft clusters dropped sharply to less than 1,000. Helicopters, fighter jets, and unmanned attack aircraft clusters committed suicide attacks without fear of death, and they also paid a high price. From a total of 150 to 98.

The reduction in personnel was 52, of which 18 were shot down and crashed, and 34 were seriously damaged. They withdrew from the battle order and were dragged back to the system space by Tang Fang for maintenance.

"Pay attention to all planes and hold them back. The Governor's mothership is approaching the missile base, and victory is in sight. Don't give up, don't give up."

The voice of Colonel Daniel Adams, commander of the Aviation War Department, came from the communicator.

The pilots had no choice but to fight hard and continue to fight with those strange fighters with excellent combat performance.

However,

The world is unpredictable, and before the news of victory comes, biological battleships suddenly fly from the north, and the leader is a Viking fighter. There's a guy in power armor standing on it.

A red-eyed government pilot suddenly left the team, and the thrusters burst into flames. Quickly headed towards the Viking fighter that was slowing down.

He wants revenge, revenge for those comrades who died in battle earlier!

Since there is a person on its back, it must not be able to fly fast, nor can it dodge freely. This is an opportunity to shoot down enemy planes and kill high-level enemy officers.

"Damn. Damn, you bastards, go to hell!" he yelled, cursing, thumbing down the lock button on the joystick.

But... somehow. The echoes of the enemy radar were disordered. When fighting this kind of fighter before, it was difficult to lock them with airborne electronic radar array or infrared imaging equipment because of the material of the fuselage, the speed, the tail flame and the electronic interference equipment. Only the laser radar is more or less effective.

But at this moment, the speed of that fighter plane has obviously dropped a lot, and it still carries a cargo that has not been stealthed. Why can't the radar with carefully adjusted wavelength and scanning frequency still be unable to lock them? What's even more weird is that the analysis result of the radar computer is that the scanning wave is countered and interfered, making it difficult to lock the target.

How is this going? Even the lidar is on strike? Why?

He failed to avenge his companions, nor could he find out the answer. Aros on the Viking fighter plane used the gun in his hand, which made him deeply understand what despair is.

"Duo", the C-14 piercer with excellent armor-piercing performance made a fine hole in the cockpit glass of the fighter plane, and a fountain of blood splashed onto the cockpit glass. The fighter plane lost control and plunged down from a height of 10,000 meters. After a while, it hit the ground with a "boom" and exploded into a ball of blazing flames.

The arrival of swarms of eyeworms made the already one-sided aerial battlefield even worse. Broad waves, narrow waves, light pulses... There are more than 30 Euglenas. By adjusting the psionic energy level, the synapses that can radiate various electromagnetic waves set off a microwave storm in the air battlefield of hundreds of kilometers.

A large number of drones are subject to electromagnetic interference, and can only maintain a certain amount of action based on their inherent combat inertia. The communication between fighters is blocked by eyeworms, and the radar is even more ineffective.

The repaired 34 Viking fighters returned to the battlefield, and the fire strike network composed of mt50 Lanzel missiles and two Gatling aviation cannons caused heavy casualties to the government armed aircraft wing in just a moment.

In particular, the attack drones and those with poor agility were used as cannon fodder by the high-level, and the armed helicopters that provided cover for the fighter group, burning fireballs fell from the sky like a meteor shower. "Boom, boom, boom..." They fell to the ground one after another and exploded into countless steel wreckage.

Some pilots jumped out of the cabin to escape, the parachute opened, and the falling speed slowed down. However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, large groups of explosive fragments with flames fell from the air, piercing the umbrella surface easily, and sparking a flame in an instant .

"Ah..." The pilot's scream resounded through the sky.

A fighter plane managed to pass through the missile firepower net, and was about to reverse its flight trajectory and disturb the attack rhythm of the Viking fighter plane from behind. Suddenly, the pilot felt a darkening overhead, and a biological battleship twice his size flew by above. Opening its deformed and ugly mouth, a large amount of "saliva" spewed out with a "poof", the placenta-like disgusting thing fell on the fuselage and shattered instantly, the mucus splashed all over the fuselage, and there were thick and thick biological meridians It grows rapidly like a magic sapling, tangled, and wraps the entire plane in an extremely tough biological flesh film.

The lights on the cockpit console flickered, and the flight system's intelligent alarm sounded: "Warning warning! The engine thrust is insufficient, and the flight system is out of control. It is recommended to launch the ejection chair."

"Damn it!" The pilot tried several times according to the emergency procedures, but the disgusting biological tissues on the surface of the fuselage seemed to be rooted and remained motionless.

"Warning, the flight altitude is lower than 8,000 feet, it is recommended to eject the cockpit immediately." The system's alarm sounded again.

The pilot gritted his teeth and pressed the eject button, the glass cabin flew back, the ejection system below was activated, and the seat bounced up with a "bang".

Obviously, the pilot forgot the existence of those biological tissues, or underestimated their toughness. The poor child plunged headlong into the slimy, pungent, foul-smelling organic matter with the cockpit and broke his neck bone under the terrifying pressure without even making a pitiful scream. .

Such scenes were staged again and again. With the help of Euglena's electronic interference and "pollution" skills, the Viking fighter jets swept away the fallen leaves like an autumn wind, and wiped out all the enemy planes in the sky in just a few minutes.

Tang Fang stepped on an eye worm and flew out of the king worm army, glanced at the wreckage of the fighter plane on the ground, and then looked up at the two motherships that were flying closer and closer, his pupils shrank involuntarily: "Master Governor, we finally want to We met."

"Hausen, the one on the right belongs to you. Aros, follow me to meet the governor."

"Tang Fang, you know I hate this guy the most, can you get a girl machine?"

"Sister machine?" Tang Fang thought for a long time, but finally figured out that this guy was talking about a medical transport plane.

"Hausen, you are such a bastard, does Alma know?" After finishing speaking, he ignored the guy's argument and waved at Aros. The ship flew away.

The 36 Euglenas and 89 King Worms were divided into three teams, one team followed Tang Fang, the other team followed Hao Sen, and the other team turned to the southeast and went straight to the "Karst" naval port of the South China Sea. group.

The entire scene of the Viking fighter cluster sweeping across the sky battlefield was captured by the high-powered optical lens of "Skyd Platney".

Aldridge's face was like a water-filled pork that had been greased, it was ugly. "The carrier-based planes take off, stop them for me."

"Combat team, all auxiliary guns are on standby. Once the enemy plane enters the range, fire immediately."

"Yes." The staff related to the battle became busy. The shipboard optical quantum radar array starts global scanning, all electromagnetic rail guns warm up, and the enemy tracking computer responds to combat requests and estimates the coordinates of the bombardment.

All kinds of turrets and missile launchers rotate, adjust the angle, and start loading.

The pilots on the takeoff and landing platform were busy, the runways were cleared, and the flashing red signal lights were turned on, extending to the end of the platform.

The "Thunder Wings" class aerospace fighters are scattered on the four triangular take-off and landing fields. Following the broadcast signal from the flight tower, the flames ejected from the vertical take-off and landing thrusters will distort and deform the air around the tail of the aircraft, refracting There are mirages.

In the bridge command center, a radar operator stood up suddenly and reported to Aldridge: "My lord, the enemy plane is rapidly swooping towards our ship at a speed of about Mach 10."

"Combat team, shoot them down for me." Aldridge leaned back in his chair and ordered loudly.

"Yes." The combat team took the lead, and the combat team of dozens of people started, and each attack command was input into the fire control computer. (To be continued..)