"Olank! There's a demon bat behind you! Get rid of it! Get away!" Before Olank could congratulate himself on hitting the target, the shouts of the wingman pilot Jack made his hair stand on end.
He didn't notice the demon bat behind him, and because of his field of vision, he couldn't see the specific location of the demon bat behind him.
Therefore, before he had time to confirm whether he had shot down his target, he pulled his joystick to the left.
The P-51 Mustang fighter jet he was driving immediately began to turn to one side. Due to inertia, Olank felt that his body was leaning to the other side. If it weren't for the safety belt that fixed him in his position,
Maybe he's leaning against the right side of the fighter cabin now.
Turning during a dive is a maneuver with a heavy overload. Because the speed of the fighter jet is getting faster and faster, the overload of this action also becomes heavier.
However, it is also because the dive speed of the P-51 Mustang fighter is too high, so when this fighter dives and suddenly turns, no enemy can catch up with it and continue to fire.
"Very good! Very good! That damn devil can't catch up with you! Get ready to climb! I've cut into its tail, and I'm covering you!" Jack's voice of encouragement made Olank feel good, and he seemed to be again
I got back the feeling I had in school.
He made his plane roll twice to ensure that no enemy was chasing him, and then began to climb as fast as possible.
To be honest, the technical indicators of the P-51 Mustang fighter are already at the pinnacle of piston fighters. The performance of this aircraft is very powerful, and it is not a state that animals can compete with.
As Oranke climbed, he also observed the situation around him through the narrow cabin cover.
When the altitude on the instrument panel showed that he had returned to an altitude of 7,000 meters, he saw that his wingman shot down the demon bat that had just chased him at an altitude of about 6,000 meters.
This height is almost the limit of the height that the demon bat can fly to. At this height, the demon bat's speed will become very slow, and there is no way to turn flexibly.
Because of the thin air, these ancient creatures, which are already very large in size and rely on strength to hunt for a living, have zero combat capabilities at such a height that they hardly reach.
They can barely fly to an altitude of about 8,000 meters, but the Mustang fighter can easily fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Therefore, at an altitude of 7,000 meters, the Mustang fighter can still maintain good combat performance, but the Devil Bat still has
Not so with Dragon Knight.
Because there are people who control and predict their abilities, dragon knights generally will not rise to this level to cause trouble for themselves. But demon bats will not do this. Their warlike and bloodthirsty heads are full of tears.
To break the enemy's mind, they will fly as high as they can at all costs, and then become sluggish due to the thin air.
"The number of them is increasing! This is an ambush!" Olank saw a dozen more demon bats rushing out of the clouds in the distance, so he reminded his wingmen on the radio.
Jack flew his plane and climbed to a relatively safe altitude. He also saw more and more demon bats, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Hey! They actually set up an ambush! They have obviously become smarter.
It’s over!”
As the number of battles between the two sides gradually increased, the demons were also trying to adapt to the playing style of Ailan Hill's troops. Although due to the constraints of their own abilities, the demons had not come up with any good methods to deal with Ailan Hill in a short period of time.
But they do keep trying.
The terrifying super bomb from before made the demonic troops very afraid. Instead of concentrating their forces to launch a large-scale assault operation, they began to send out small groups of troops to harass the defense line of Elanthir.
Of course, this kind of mild harassment also had no effect. In comparison, Ailan Hill's troops were more afraid of the opponent's human sea tactics and constant attacks on their defensive positions.
As long as the opponent does not use troops to consume the ammunition of the Airan Hill troops, then the defense line where the Airan Hill troops are stationed will be stable.
"Jack! I'm on top of you! I'm on top of you! No matter how many they have, we'll run out of ammunition before retreating! They can't keep up with our speed anyway! I'm starting a dive attack!" Olanke shouted over the radio
He shouted, then controlled his own plane and joined the battle circle again.
The engine roared, and Oranke began to dive for the second time. This time, his thinking was very clear, and he knew clearly at which distance he should fire to make it easier to hit the target. Those curved in the sky are somewhat elusive.
He has long mastered the rules of ballistics.
"Chug! Chug!" During the dive, he fired a row of cannonballs from a very far away place in advance. These tracer bullets rushed into the bat group and hit an unlucky guy who had no time to dodge.
"Beautiful! Olank! I'll take care of you! Get rid of as many of them as possible!" Jack, the wingman pilot, saw Olank's long-range shooting and ordered excitedly.
On the ground, on the defense line where the Airan Hill paratroopers were stationed, a paratrooper raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, where planes were chasing and fighting with demon bats.
With the roar of the engine, a demon bat soon fell from an altitude of several thousand meters, struggling with scattered black blood drops.
Because of the distance, he couldn't see clearly the details of the fallen demon bat, but he could already conclude that the fallen bat was already dead.
Obviously, his guess was right. The demon bat hit the ground from a height of several thousand meters, and immediately turned into a pile of pulpy minced meat. It didn't even have time to roar, and it just shattered.
Come.
The nearby demon dogs gathered together and began to bite the minced meat on the ground. These low-level creatures with little intelligence were enjoying a rare happy time while eating the flesh and blood of high-level demons.
"When will those devils who are not afraid of death recognize reality and realize the gap between themselves and us?" On the Boer River position that had been reinforced with sandbags, another paratrooper looked up at the sky and snorted coldly.
"If they recognize the reality, then they should go back to the Magic Eye and let us go home quickly." In the trench, a paratrooper holding a weapon and unwilling to look up at the excitement complained reluctantly.
No one misses his home, his wife, and his naughty children. These beautiful things make every Airan Hill soldier care about them. But when they come here and fight the devil desperately, they know that those distant beautiful things,
In fact, someone needs to protect it.
In the distant sky, the two P-51 Mustang fighter jets that originally flew together began to disperse, and then swooped down from a higher place, biting the scattered devil bats respectively, and opened fire at a very close distance, easily
Shoot down the opponent.
In the face of absolute strength, any trap seems to be useless. Although there are many demon bats, they are simply unable to organize an effective attack.
As the battle progressed, more and more Airan Hill fighter jets came from a distance. After all, they were guided by ground radar and could know the battlefield situation faster.
Olank in the sky finally seized the opportunity and was trying hard to use his aircraft nose to aim at the demon bat swaying left and right in the distance.
No one is willing to be shot down by the enemy, so the demon bat targeted by Olank is also trying his best to get rid of the entanglement of the P-51 Mustang fighter. Unfortunately, it is obviously difficult to get rid of an advanced piston fighter with good control performance.
, is a very difficult thing.
The feeling of driving the more powerful P-51 Mustang fighter jet soaring in the sky made Oranke extremely happy. He loved this feeling and this elegant war.
"Chug! Chug!" After finding an angle that he thought was suitable, Oranke once again pulled the trigger to fire, letting his tracer bullets rush towards the target registered by the sight.
The locked demon bat began to turn to the left to avoid it. However, the cannonball seemed to be faster, leaving two bloody holes in the opponent's fleshy wings.
Obviously these two blood holes are not enough to make this demon bat fall, because there are many holes in the diaphragm of these demon bats' fleshy wings, so the new scars only make the opponent scream twice and fall.
It's just a distance.
These terrifying-looking creatures rely on their savage instincts to make the most correct choices in very dangerous times. However, more often than not, their choices are not as fast as aircraft cannon shells.
Because of his absolute advantage in speed, after losing an opportunity to attack, Olanke once again regained his initiative.
He made a big circle and then seized the attack position again, preparing to continue attacking the injured demon bat.
The opponent dived and lowered its height, seeming to hope that Olanke would give up chasing it. Unfortunately, Olanke had already identified the target and had no intention of changing it.
The tracer bullets pierced the sky, and the slightly curved trajectory rushed towards the target not far away. Then the shells of these aircraft guns hit the body of the demon bat firmly, leaving a row of bloody wounds on it.
Bullet holes.
The struck demon bat suddenly slowed down, and Oranke's plane suddenly rushed forward. However, the moment the two sides passed each other, he still saw the hideous wounds on the demon bat's body, revealing the thick white bones.
Before Oulanke had time to confirm his victory, he subconsciously began to climb and regain his altitude advantage.
However, in his earpiece, the voice of the wingman pilot Jack still let him know that he had done a good job: "Good job! Olank! You hit it!"——
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