At the service desk, Lin Mo and others used their competition ID cards to complete the registration for the Death Team Battle.
As soon as the host reported the list of participants, almost all the pilots on the list rushed to the service center to report without waiting until 5 p.m.
Lin Mo saw two pilots with sad and gloomy looks on their faces.
Without guessing, I knew that these two people must be rookies in the entry-level rookie group, and they were probably not soldiers. They were so unlucky that they were selected for this deadly battle, and it seemed that they could not escape the fate of cannon fodder.
A large-scale air battle involving a total of thirty-two fighter jets from the two camps was equivalent to a national war between the world's top powers.
Death team battles are also large-scale battles that best test pilots' air combat skills and fighter jet performance.
There are only living and dead people in this battle, and there are no cowards. The sponsors will not allow their pilots to escape without a fight in this kind of competition. Instead of being executed on the spot by their own people, it is better to fight vigorously.
"Hi! Everyone, I am 'Yuri'! This is my partner! It is an honor to fight with you."
"Yuri" would greet the other selected combatants as if he were out on a team outing. Regardless of whether he was familiar with them or not, he would first talk about the situation.
"Well, I'm honored too, 'Yuri'. I've heard of you. Your organizational skills are very surprising. I'm a 'Paladin'!"
A middle-aged man with a figure like a bodybuilding coach stretched out his hand to "Yuri".
"Lord Paladin! I am so happy to see you. It is my supreme honor to fight with you."
"Yuri" was shocked. This was a great god, a real special-level king. Which special-level person was not a strong man who had experienced nine deaths and successfully survived. His combat experience was extremely rich. Ten of his own were not enough to kill the opponent with one hand.
"Yuri" was flattered by the other party's active display of goodwill towards him. He quickly reached out his hand and shook it, shaking it vigorously to express his excitement.
"Mr. Paladin, you are too polite. I have to go all out for my brothers and a way to survive."
"Yuri"'s face was full of admiration, and he immediately won the favor of the special pilot "Paladin".
Foreigners have never known what modesty is, and they have to praise themselves to death. If it were replaced by the politeness of the Chinese, it would be like saying that "a simple meal is not respectful." Foreigners who don't understand Chinese folk customs have to flip the table on the spot.
In their eyes, the politeness of Chinese people can only be understood in two ways. The first is to deliberately fool them with poor food like real pig food, which is basically insulting. The second is to surprise them and actually hide it.
I got a good thing. I refuse to take it out, which is too disrespectful.
There is only one final result. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces enter Beijing. If you don't give me the good stuff, I will take it myself. Isn't this just looking for trouble?
The spirit-like "Yuri" was quite naughty and immediately struck up a conversation with the special pilot "Paladin", the high-level pilots "Caesar", "Red Feather" and "Storm", and also did not forget to talk to the other five.
An intermediate and four beginners say hello.
With the existence of "Yuri", a familiar snake oil, "Paladin" secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Once the atmosphere became active, there would no longer be any obstacles to communication among everyone.
It's good to have a familiar head. You don't have to worry about the opponent using you to block the gun during the battle. Maybe you can help him at a critical moment.
Don't look at this inconspicuous effort, sometimes it can be worth a life in battle, which makes it more important to be pleasing to the eye.
The high-level and special-level pilots didn't care about the death team battle. Except for the three members of the "Yuri" team, the expressions on the faces of the other two mid-level pilots and the four junior pilots did not look so natural. They were nervous.
inevitable.
After all, this is not a one-on-one duel with a small team. Who knows whether a missile will be shot down inexplicably in the melee after the war, along with the manned fighter. The lower the level of the pilot, the higher the possibility of death.
The organizer of "Abyss Nirvana" kindly provided a private box in the lobby of the mission center for sixteen pilots including "Yuri" and "Paladin" who participated in the death team battle.
This kind of pre-war communication is essential. Getting to know each other as quickly as possible about their respective combat capabilities and combat habits is very important for the death team battle three days later. I believe that the participants in the Japanese army camp are doing the same thing now.
In team battles, it is almost impossible for individual heroes to survive. Only by relying on collective strength can we unleash unimaginable combat effectiveness.
Regardless of which country's military, seniority has been ranked based on strength since ancient times. As the most powerful special-level pilot "Paladin", he deserves to be the team leader by default.
Special-level pilots not only have rich combat experience, but also have considerable insights into team battle modes. The formation plan proposed by "Paladin" was approved by "Yuri" and everyone else without any objection.
No one can avoid falling in the sky, but as we all know, unity can add a little more vitality.
Perhaps one of the survivors would be me, so no matter what country or organization background they were from, they would unreservedly liberate their trust in the pre-war exchanges.
Everything is in the name of survival.
Honors, heroes, achievements, invincibility and other words related to "greatness and integrity" have nothing to do with the pilots participating in the battle. All participants are just to eliminate their opponents and compete for the chance to survive.
Adhering to the principle of strong alliance, the "Red Feather" of the high-level group and the "Paladin" of the special-level group formed the first two-machine formation to bear the main attack power.
"Caesar" and "Storm" of the same level formed the first two-plane formation responsible for the attack.
"Yuri", Lin Mo and "Monkey" were originally a small group, and the captain "Paladin" never thought of splitting them up, and directly merged into a three-machine formation, responsible for defense and interception.
The other five intermediate and four junior pilots, with one intermediate and one junior partner, form a small double-plane formation. The extra mid-level pilot serves as a free man for battlefield support, responsible for filling leaks and
Formation substitute.
In this way, sixteen pilots formed seven combat teams and one free man, and quickly formulated a formation plan.
"Does anyone have anything else to add?"
"Paladin" wrote everyone's formation list on a piece of A4 printing paper, and drew the cruise flight formation array. The first ones to bear the brunt were the three-aircraft array of "Yuri", Lin Mo and "Monkey"
, followed by four two-plane formations for the initial mid-level, followed by the high-level and high-special-level formations responsible for the third wave, and finally a mid-level pilot served as the reserve team.
If there are no problems, this sketch will be copied to everyone.
This way of ranking and setting up the formation is a bit similar to Tian Ji's horse racing, with the upper fours versus the middle fours, the middle fours versus the lower fours, and the lower fours versus the upper fours.
Although some people are destined to be abandoned as sacrifices, the "Paladin" has paired each junior pilot with an intermediate ace as a partner, which more or less has a protective effect. The rest can only be left to luck.
For the time being, let’s appease the newbies who are feeling uneasy in their hearts.
After all, they are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but they are afraid of teammates who are like pigs. The "Paladin" and others are also reluctant to see a scattered pattern within the team.
Therefore, the formation plan developed not only maintains the high-level combat effectiveness of the powerful combination within the team, but also maintains the low-end combat effectiveness as much as possible.
After all, to a certain extent, newcomers in the entry-level group can also use their numbers to regain some of the gap advantage.
"Can I tell you something? I just participated in 'Abyss Nirvana' not long ago, and I'm only in the eighth level now. The organizer of the competition asked us to fight like this, and the death rate is horribly high. This is completely asking us to die. Is it true that pilots are now
Are they as ubiquitous as the hot dog stands on the street?”
The Moroccan pilot whose flight code was "Thunder" suddenly raised a question that no one could have imagined.
"Thunderbolt" was the pilot who fainted on the spot when he heard that he had been selected. Although he dealt with it in time, he has now recovered. He is the one that the other pilots are most worried about.
What is a little reassuring is that in the discussion just now, he did not show too much fear or self-abasement, or even numbness.
Maybe he has already accepted his fate and no longer cares about whether he is among the people who survive in the team battle, but this depressive fire always has to be vented.
However, this question has been carefully considered by every pilot participating in the war before coming to "Abyss Nirvana", and it has already become the answer to the fixed thinking.
"'Thunderbolt,' do you know how many pilots each country in the world can recruit?"
"Yuri" winked at "Paladin" before speaking, indicating that he would answer it, and "Paladin" nodded in agreement.
"Thunder" was stunned, his lips twitched a few times, and finally he shook his head and said, "I don't know, does it matter?"
"Of course it does matter!" "Yuri" nodded in confirmation and continued: "Take jet fighters as an example. Every year, countries around the world recruit more than 7,000 pilots. The grounding age for fighter pilots is around 50 years old.
They usually have about 25 years of flying experience, which means that the number of jet fighter pilots around the world that remains around the world is about 175,000, and sometimes it can even reach 200,000."
Many people pricked up their ears and listened carefully to "Yuri"'s revelations.
"Thunder and Lightning" even opened his mouth wide with a look of surprise on his face.
"According to the information I collected, the average number of participants from both camps in each 'Abyss Nirvana' competition is about 1,100. Until the end of the competition, only less than 30 people will survive in the end. Do you understand now?
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"Yuri" seemed to be expressing a terrible fact to everyone. The pilots killed in each "Abyss Nirvana" were only a drop in the bucket among the world's fighter pilots, accounting for less than six thousandths.
In terms of the "Abyss Nirvana" held every four years, human life is not valuable at all.
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