Chapter 141
My Empire Chapter 141
2020-11-03
Chapter 141 141 The real magician"Recklessly, Dragon Knight, who has rarely encountered act recklessly recently, appeared alone in our airspace! Saint Demon Emperor's side, it is estimated that it is exhausted one's limited abilities!" In Wireless Electronics, Oranke said to his wingman easily.
The two of them have achieved more than 30 giant dragon victories, becoming the most dazzling combination in the entire Air Force. Their noses are covered with faucet logos, and they look majestic in rows.
This airspace has a legend of their own, a great legend about fighter jets slaying dragons.
"The fool even sent Dragon Knight over to courting death. The previous large-scale harassment operations are no longer suitable for them." The wingman replied happily.
Because of the radar, the Dragon Knights couldn't pass Alanhill's defense line silently. The higher they flew, the more clear they left on the radar screen.
The clouds couldn't protect their whereabouts, something they wouldn't realize until they died. Just as Alanhill was not well suited to playing against the Magic Empire, the Holy Demon Emperor knew nothing about the science and technology of mortals.
In fact, as long as they drop the height and let the giant dragon fly at a low altitude, they can effectively avoid the radar search, and the giant dragon can take off and land vertically, and it can also let them fall to the ground to hide, Avoid patrolling fighter jets.
But they don't have experience in this area. Before they can test the blind spot and characteristics of the radar, the Dragon Knights will be shot down and lost: the prisoners and the dead are impossible to bring back the experience to share with yourself Companion, so Dragon Knight's infiltration operation is destined to be a tragedy.
"Stay high! Keep searching! I have a hunch that we will have something to gain today!" Oranke looked down at the ground beneath his feet and carefully distinguished everything between the ground and him.
"There is no news from the radar station. There is nothing but us in this airspace!" The pilot of the wingman seemed a little bored, and said boringly: "There is no giant dragon, no enemy, It's been almost two days."
"Yeah! If it weren't for the daily combat patrols, I think I would have thought the war was over." Orlanke also felt that this kind of patrol that could not meet the enemy was very important. of boredom. He controlled his fighter jet to raise slightly, so that the clouds above his head were closer to him.
Just as the two pilots were bored to pass the time, a hurried warning from the ground command center came from their earphones: "Patrol Squad 7! Patrol Squad 7! You are up ahead in the airspace 11 Squad. Lost contact! Before they lost contact, they reported that they saw a suspicious target! Be careful! Check if there is any enemy situation, and keep in touch at any time!"
"Squad 7 understands!" Oranke came suddenly Spirit, hold down the intercom to answer, and then ordered to his wingman: "pull yourself together! Someone is coming to the door!"
"Be careful! We haven't had a moment in a long time. Lost two fighters! 11squad is not a rookie, and the enemy who can shoot them down is not necessarily easy to deal with." The wingman turned on the intercom and reminded Oranke.
Olanke of course knew the seriousness. While searching the sky, he agreed: "No target was found at the radar station. What is going on here? The enemy has hidden his whereabouts?"
"If the Holy Demon Emperor had this kind of magic, they would have used it long ago, and would they have waited until now?" The wingman said in disbelief: "I think they used low-altitude flight to avoid the radar warning area..."
"You are in charge of searching the ground, and give it to me!" Oranke also felt that the magic that could hide his whereabouts was a bit nonsense, and said to his wingman: "Don't let any suspicious places go, pull out of formation, Don't get together!"
The two planes searched forward one after the other, and they were about to enter the airspace that the 11squad was responsible for, but at this time, Oranke seemed to see something that made Incredible stuff.
"What the hell is that?" he yelled at Wireless Electronics, then frantically repeated what he saw: "I saw a man flying in the sky! Not a Dragon Knight. Not Dragon Knight!"
He now finally understands why the radar station didn't detect this target, because the target is too small, as small as the current radar clutter...
The man flying in the sky on the opposite side also seemed to see Oranke and his wingman, so he rushed over at a speed similar to that of a fighter jet, his robes shaking in the wind, and the magic light was shrouded in Around him, it was as dense as a thick fog.
In the turbulent wind that can almost make people die, the man stretched out his palm, and the clouds above Oranke's head became violent. Oakland in the cockpit felt a twist in the airflow, and his plane seemed to lose control.
"Dodge the opponent's attack! He's attacking us!" Oranke controlled his plane, rushing out from the air current that seemed to be no longer stable, just as he avoided the terrifying At the moment of the air current, a bolt of lightning split from the clouds, almost piercing through Oranke's plane.
Although the lightning was not strong, it still really startled Oranke. If struck by lightning in the sky, his plane would not be much better if it didn't crash.
"My God! The other party actually flew in the sky by himself! Am I crazy!" If Chris saw the scene in front of him, he would definitely think he saw Superman...
The man who was flying in the sky just by relying on his body suddenly stopped in the sky, the other party seemed to be curious He looked at the two fighter jets that avoided the attack, and seemed to be preparing for a more high-level attack mode.
Suddenly, the magic that lingered around the silhouette suddenly dissipated, and the man's palm gathered a magical array of steaming air. In this magical array, one Fireball after another was like It fired like a machine gun, as if a tracer shot at Oranke's fighter.
The Fireball's flight speed is not slow, at least many times faster than the Fireball magic of the Holy Demon Emperor. Although it can't keep up with the flight speed of the cannonballs, it is still a difficult continuous attack.
Olanke didn't dare to be careless, he was afraid of the lightning attacking him just now, so he could only immediately start flying the "S"-shaped defensive route, keeping a distance from the flying person and dodging him. Those Fireballs that came over.
The magic array on the opponent's hand that was steaming the surrounding air quickly dissipated, followed by a white mist that formed in the opponent's palm. One next to the next Icicle flew out again, this time the speed will be faster.
Those deadly Icicles flew out not in the direction of Oranke, but toward the wingman who was preparing for the sneak attack. When the wingman pilot saw that the major event was bad, he immediately changed his flight path so that he was not hit by those Icicles.
"tú tú ! tú tú !" The opponent hovered in the air and didn't move quickly, so Oranke found an attack window and faced the hovering position of the man from a long distance. A row of shells was fired.
At the same time as the strafing, Orankra raised his fighter to avoid possible counterattacks from the opponent. The tracer bullet drew a graceful curve one after another in the air, rushed towards the person hovering in the sky in the distance, and was stopped by the magic array at a distance of about tens of meters from the person.
The cannonball hit the magic array, sputtering a dazzling fire. But Oranke clearly saw that these shells did not penetrate the magical barriers like flashing plates, but only splashed a ripple on it.
"This guy is stronger than a dragon! The cannon is useless! The cannon is useless!" Oranke felt that he was bode ill rather than well, facing such a powerful enemy in the sky, even None of his weapons could hurt the opponent, and the outcome would not be known.
"tú tú ! tú tú !" The wingman at this time also found an opportunity to fire, and also fired a dense row of tracer rounds at the silhouette. These shells still hit the magic barrier, as if the opponent's magic reserves were endless.
On the palm of the other party's outstretched hand, the magic array that was surrounded by cold air faded away again, and then a new magic array appeared, and the surrounding air flow became chaotic, as if Oakland had just avoided it. It's the same airflow.
"ka!" A bolt of lightning slashed out from the center of the opponent's palm, instantly hitting the wingman's wings. The huge destructive power ripped off the wing of the ME-109 fighter jet, as if an invisible arm ripped off the skin on the plane's wing and snapped the keel inside.
The golden eagle's emblem shattered in two under the attack, and the out-of-control wingman swerved to the ground. The silhouette flying in the sky seemed very satisfied with her attack, and retracted her dangerous palm into her robe.
Olanke didn't expect the other party to stop attacking. He drove the plane in a big circle, watching the wingman falling to the ground, not knowing what to do at this moment. The hovering silhouette at this time suddenly moved and began to dive down sharply, like a scaled-down ME-109 fighter jet.
In the surprised eyes of Oranke, the silhouette leaned on the crashing ME-109 fighter jet, and then the plane slowed down the speed of descent, and finally was just gently placed on the plane. on the ground.
"Hey! Jack! Jack! Did you hear what I said? Jack!" Oranke, who did not know whether his wingman pilot was alive or dead, shouted the name of his comrades over and over again in Wireless Electronics, but Unfortunately, he didn't get any answer.
The silhouette hovered at low altitude for a while, and then started to fly east again. Oranke knew that he had nothing to do with the other party, so he could only use Wireless Electronics to report what he saw. Smell: "I think...I see the real magician..."
(end of this chapter)