When Qi Muyang ejected from the space carrier fleet in a two-person space fighter that focused on firepower, his pupils suddenly narrowed dangerously before his eyes could adapt to the darkness in space, and the radar scanning device sounded an alarm. Before the sound even started, his eyes had already been fixed on the six groups of flames that were moving toward them at an astonishing high speed, reflecting the graceful arcs of heaven and earth.

It only took 0.01 seconds for Qi Muyang, who had experienced many battles, to be sure that those were six air-to-air guided missiles!

According to the rules of the competition, the space battle order between the two sides has not officially entered the battle. Even the fastest slim attack aircraft will take twelve minutes to meet on the battlefield. At this time, the person who can appear next to them and use radar to lock Qi Muyang and his two-man space fighter to launch air-to-air missiles is definitely a friendly aircraft and a friendly force!

"I've seen this kind of pediatric sneak attack from your brother too many times!"

With a disapproving smile on his face, Qi Muyang pushed the fighter joystick in his hand, but he soon discovered that he was wrong. He is no longer flying the slim fighter with the lightest weight and the highest agility. He is best at the "barrel rolling" tactic and his favorite "bee dance" dodge technique. Once used in any scenario, he will be a winner. The "Thomas Slalom + Georgav Cobra combination" that stunned everyone in the audience could not be successfully used by this two-person space fighter that is five times larger, four times heavier, and twice as slow. come out.

Think about it, can you make an elephant perform a 720-degree spin in the air? Can you make a hippopotamus jump eight feet high in the water like a dolphin and chase a ball around?

"I can only perform a barrel-type dodge maneuver on this big elephant. If I throw out all the foil decoys and then control the space fighter plane to fly upward at a 90-degree vertical angle, I can do it. The movement of Jorgav's Cobra is not complete, and it should be able to throw away these six standard missiles. As for the subsequent attack... Although this space fighter is bulky, its protective shield is better than mine. The fighter must be several levels stronger..."

Faced with this absolutely unexpected attack, Qi Muyang's brain was running rapidly, and in countless "actual battles", his hands, which were almost synchronized with his brain, had already made various most effective evasive and defensive actions. Seeing the space fighter jets rushing out of the siege of six guided missiles in a hurry, Qi Muyang's expression suddenly changed.

Because at this time, the two blind-angle rotating turrets on the space fighter began to roar. As the Phalanx Vulcan cannon on the rotating turret began to fire wildly, the shells hit the six guided missiles like a violent storm. , seeing two extremely bright sparks exploding in the dark space, Qi Muyang's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and he shouted loudly: "Boss Hua, what are you doing?"

"I'm helping you deal with the incoming missiles!"

Hua Geng, who was sitting behind Qi Muyang, kept pressing the firing button of the Phalanx Vulcan cannon, and swung the laser cannon outwards as if it were free of charge. He replied: "I have read the elementary tactical instruction manual. As a fire controller, I have the obligation to help the pilot and use artillery to intercept missiles, meteorites, spacecraft debris and other objects that may pose a fatal danger to our aircraft!"

Looking at the energy tank that was half emptied by Boss Hua Geng in just ten seconds, and it would take at least thirty minutes to slowly replenish it with the onboard nuclear battery, I mentally calculated what remaining energy could support it. After raising the protective shield level, Qi Muyang took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Hold on to the fixed bar and prepare to accept the collision!"

Hua Geng's eyes widened, "What?"

Before he finished speaking, three fighter jets that had long been lurking at the entrance of the aircraft carrier, condescendingly fired thousands of cannonballs at their space fighter in just ten seconds.

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No matter how superb Qi Muyang's skill in flying a fighter jet is, no matter how amazing the frequency of synchronization between his brain and hands is, and no matter how many breathtaking special maneuvers and dodges there are in his skills, what he is driving now is a ship with high maneuverability. C level, the defense power was originally A level, but because the two of them lacked cooperation, half of the energy was squandered by the boss Hua Geng, and it became a C level space fighter.

Hua Geng felt like they were sitting in a small boat, fighting against the turbulent waves. The fighter jets were spinning and flying, being thrown up by an external force, and like being knocked by someone. Like a wooden fish, it makes a "ding-ding-ding" sound.

If Hua Geng hadn't practiced ancient martial arts since he was a child and received all kinds of rigorous training, I'm afraid Hua Geng would have been unable to bear the spinning sensation caused by the constant high-speed rotation and would have vomited loudly.

God knows how long this status quo has been maintained. Just when Hua Geng thought that their cosmic tactical ship had been destroyed by volley, everything suddenly returned to calm.

"What are they doing?"

Looking at the three fighter jets that first attacked with missiles, then fired with Vulcan cannons, and now ran in front of them and made various provocative moves, Hua Geng couldn't help but widen his eyes. He really didn't understand, "The battle hasn't started yet. It's official, what are they crazy about? Don't they know that if they shoot down a friendly aircraft, no matter how many points they get, they will be cleared and they will directly lose the qualification to advance to the competition?"

"Of course they know!"

Qi Muyang stared at the data just displayed on the fighter's operating dial and said: "So they acted very measuredly. They only knocked off 90% of the protective cover of our fighter. By the way, they destroyed the most powerful one on our space fighter." They just destroyed the blind-angle rotating turret. According to the rules of the competition, it is just accidental damage. Although a certain percentage of points will be deducted, they will not directly lose the qualification. "

Hua Geng was really dumbfounded. The battle hadn't even started yet. Their two-man space fighter plane, which had sacrificed its speed advantage in order to obtain suppressive firepower, had even the turret knocked out. Then he, the firepower controller, was stupid. What else can you do sitting here?

At this moment, a frivolous and proud voice broke into the ears of Qi Muyang and Hua Geng through the friendly forces communication channel, "Sorry, we didn't mean it."

Listening to the voice that everyone in this area knows as long as they play the fighter competition game, Qi Muyang bit his lip and said word by word: "Eastern Waves Journey to the West!"

By this time, even Hua Geng understood Donghuang's shameless arrangement on foot.

With the condition of their two-man space fighter, it was impossible to cope with the most brutal space battle to come, and they had to return to the aircraft carrier for repairs. It is foreseeable that when they can finally return to the space battlefield, both the enemy and ourselves have experienced the most direct elimination. The contestants who can continue to fly in space are without exception top semi-professional masters. It is definitely not easy to shoot down such enemy planes, let alone shoot down at least ten of them when there are no friendly troops, no wingmen, and no fire support!

But Hua Geng still underestimated Donghuang Hiking, and even more underestimated the influence of Donghuang Taiyi in this area!

As a co-pilot who had read the primary combat instruction manual, Hua Geng finally knew how to contact the aircraft carrier and sent a signal to the headquarters to return for repairs, but the person who responded to him turned out to be Donghuang Xingxing!

"Sorry, the maintenance bay sequence is full."

Upon hearing this nauseating voice, both Qi Muyang and Hua Geng's hearts sank to the bottom of their hearts, "In an hour and a half, you can return to the mothership for repairs. Finally, I wish you both good luck and smooth advancement. "

Without waiting for Hua Geng to say anything else, Donghuang stretched out his hand and cut off the communication directly. Through the glass window of the middleweight aircraft carrier's command room, he looked at the middleweight aircraft carrier that had been beaten to pieces before it even engaged the enemy. A smug smile appeared on the face of the rotten two-man space fighter.

Without looking back, Qi Muyang knew that Hua Geng must be full of surprise now.

"This is a simulation game. It requires not only fighter pilots, but also space carrier commanders. Donghuang Xingke is the president of the largest gaming guild in the region. More than half of the gamers he supports can Being among the top 100 fighters in this region, the system will automatically determine his strength, giving him the power to command a middleweight space carrier during the game, and he only needs to rely on the middleweight space carrier. The captain issued a transfer order. No matter who we applied to join, no one paid attention to the two of us. We had no choice but to obediently run into his boat and become the plasticine he kneaded at will. "

Listening to Qi Muyang's words, Hua Geng frowned and whispered: "I don't like this, I really don't like it!