Chapter 295 05.0294: "Rage vs. Magical Rage"

"Hold on, sir! I'm going to do a wide turn maneuver!"

Faced with the terrifying maneuverability of these modified furies, the female pilot who was playing a game of chess with them shouted to Horatio using the communication device.

"did not ask……"

boom!
Before he could finish his words, Horatio gasped when a strange noise came into his ears.

Under the powerful force of the sudden turn, a fixing bolt that fell off the director hit his aviation helmet.

Fortunately, the bolt did not penetrate the helmet and his head, but just got stuck there.

Amid the echoing alarm of oxygen leakage, Horatio, with his hands covered with a thin layer of sweat, took out the silver void-sealing tape and stuck it across the gap, temporarily blocking the leak.

The noisy alarm finally disappeared.

"Are you okay? Sir."

"It's nothing, Captain Fasha, pay attention! There is an enemy plane attacking you from the 167-degree direction to your right rear!"

With the help of the commander, Horatio can have a bird's eye view of the battle situation in the surrounding airspace.

This perspective, which is like playing a strategic command game, can help him quickly check the surrounding movements that pilots cannot see or scan.

The female pilot of Skyhawk One made an emergency side turn. When she looked up, she saw a modified and furious plane coming towards her.

“Aquila-2,” she called to the wingman piloted by Veronica. “Take care of it.”

"Faxia, I'm being tailed. There are two enemy planes behind me. I'll try my best to shake them off before coming back."

"No, protect yourself, I'll take care of it."

The female pilot let out a long breath, squinted her eyes slightly, looked at the green-faced and fanged green-skinned man rushing towards her, and sat in the cockpit seat that should have been occupied by a human pilot.

The cabin had been smeared with dirty totems.

This desecration of her comrade's vehicle made her furious.

She immediately performed an air combat defense maneuver, first pushing the joystick to change the throttle to 80%.

Dodge a barrage of inaccurate lasers with a skillful defensive barrel roll.

Then she dived down and pushed the throttle back up as the foolish orc held on.

The modified Fury was still in hot pursuit, and the green-skinned pilot inside it obviously did not understand the theory of energy acceleration in air combat. He just let his passion drive him, and he kept biting the tail, causing his own speed to begin to drop.

Captain Fasha used a deceptive barrel roll combined with a low YOYO maneuver to start a spiral dogfight and cut into the rear six points.

The green pilot pulled down the joystick decorated with a skull in an attempt to ascend, which was exactly what the female pilot wanted.

Just as it raised its nose to further reduce its acceleration speed, the Skyhawk 1, which had already turned lightly at a small angle, was almost about to complete the turn and bite its tail.

Of course, the twin-mounted machine guns on the nose of the Skyhawk can be turned to fire.

There was no need to wait for the female pilot to completely aim the nose of the plane at the Modified Fury; the rotating laser cannon on the nose opened fire under Horatio's control.

The short and fierce concentrated short bursts of fire instantly created dozens of burning black holes on the back of the modified and furious machine.

"Good job, sir!" grinned the female pilot.

"Go support Aquila II, she can't hold on any longer."

Soon, the female pilot continued to move forward and looked up to see her wingman who was being bitten on the tail by two enemy planes. She was still struggling and relying on defensive maneuvers to shake off the enemy planes.

Black smoke was already coming out of the wings of the Skyhawk 2, but it was still able to continue flying.

Skyhawk 1 immediately turned, and after the two female pilots communicated with each other, the two aircraft began a maneuver called "cross curve flight", also known as the famous "Sachs Scissors".

The smoking Skyhawk II began to maneuver in an interlaced manner with the lead plane, and soon the two sides were in opposite directions.

"Veronica, are you ready?"

"Ready!"

The two planes were charging at each other head-on. At the moment of crossing each other, the two furious planes turned sideways at the same time, like two pure angels holding long swords passing by each other alternately.

Skyhawk No. 1 was firing at full power, and the fire control had already captured one of the enemy aircraft that was biting its tail. As it maneuvered upward, the fighter plane was exposed and looked down at the large area.

The dazzling laser beam, carrying the female pilot's fiery anger, shattered the blasphemous object into pieces.

The Demonic Modified Fury continued to tremble, and the body covered with spikes and scrap metal parts was covered with burning black holes.

Finally, when the tremors reached a certain critical value, the desecrated rage was finally torn apart by the fireball that erupted from the built-in reactor, ending its humiliating career.

After getting rid of the pursuit, the female pilot of Skyhawk II pulled down the joystick, and the fighter began to rise, turning an elegant circle in the air and rushing towards the second enemy plane that had bitten its tail earlier.

This maneuver originated from the German ace pilot Immelmann of Guteras. In the void, there is no energy conservation as in the atmosphere. When Immelmann rotates in the void, his turning radius varies depending on the speed, making it more flexible and easy to use.

Soon, the Skyhawk II turned the corner and smashed down from above, destroying the second fighter plane neatly.

At this moment, Horatio saw the Starhawk bombers heading towards their respective motherships, trailing black smoke. The greenskins operating the close-in defense guns were focused on strafing these larger and more aggressive bombers, so there was not much firepower to harass the faster and smaller Fury interceptors.

The overall condition of the Fury Squadron was much better than that of the Starhawk bomber formation, which only had three-quarters of its original strength left and half of them were trailing black smoke.

Except for a few aircraft and pilots injured by shrapnel, no aircraft was shot down for the time being.

"Captain Fasha, the Starhawk bombers have begun to withdraw. It's time for us to leave this airspace."

"As you command, sir."

"This is the aviation department. All squadrons must gather their formations immediately and leave the enemy fleet's anti-aircraft fire network."

Aboard the Indefatigable.

Brigadier General Edward Perroux followed this phase of the void contest closely.

"Well, the bombing and escort effects are good. It seems that assigning Mr. Cochrane to the Aviation Department is a wise choice."

"Sir, the enemy ships are still charging, and the distance between them and our ships is getting shorter and shorter." The captain who was paying attention to the battle situation reported.

The brigadier general monitored the order of the battle line.

It looked like the enemy ships wanted to cut directly into the battle line and divide and surround them.

The greenskins' crudely made engines were surprisingly powerful, and their power-to-weight ratio seemed even higher than that of the Imperial Navy's cruisers.

According to the images sent by Horatio from nearby, the greenskin fleet flexibly adjusted its formation after being damaged.

This was very surprising. As a brigadier general, it was not the first time for him to fight against these savage aliens, but it was the first time he saw the greenskins adjust their combat positions after being injured.

This made the brigadier general alert. The enemy might not be the stupid and clumsy common alien, but might be extremely cunning.

The damaged boulder was protected by two junk ships that looked like large iron lumps.

There are some slightly smaller iron lumps next to it, and the formation shows the intention of waiting for an opportunity to split the battle line.

"Communications, have the fleet perform an S-shaped maneuver to the rear."

Seeing that the greenskin fleet was about to cut off the T head, the brigadier general immediately gave the order.

"All fleets aim their lance cannons at the enemy steel battleships, and their macro cannons fire at the giant rocks."

The greenskin's grinning armored face is much tougher than other parts.

No one knows where these aliens got such large pieces of adamantium armor plates, and no one knows how they managed to cut and process them.

These armor plates have severely reduced the penetration of the macro guns, making the advance of the greenskin fleet seem unstoppable.

The distance between the two sides was once less than 600 kilometers. At this distance, the Fury fighters did not even need to provide long-range escort for the Starhawk bombers.

The Starhawk bombers that returned to the mother ship were not allowed to rest. Those that were still intact were immediately given simple treatment and reloaded with bombs.

The shuttle ramp of the Indefatigable was also a busy scene.

Although no aircraft was shot down, some pilots were still injured by shrapnel.

They were carried out of the cockpit by the ground crew and put on stretchers. The fire brigade of the damage control department used damage control foam to urgently cool down the damaged parts of the aircraft. Then the engineer priest who served as the master mechanic led his team to start emergency repairs.

In the surrounding area.

The mechanical priest in charge of loading the ammunition led his team to burn incense and pray for the blessing of the God of All Machines. At the same time, they chanted prayers of obedience and drove the heavy servitors to haul missiles and load ammunition into the fighter planes.

At this time, only 30 of the 25 Furies were available for immediate combat.

Horatio, with his damaged helmet off, stood at the edge of the shuttle ramp.

At this distance, he could clearly see the terrifying and ferocious face with bared teeth in front of the approaching greenskin warship without any auxiliary sighting.

Watching the dense artillery shells and laser beams from both fleets intertwining in the void.

boom!
A cannonball fired from the green battleship's mouth hit the void shield in front of him, splashing colorful ripples.

"Sir, at the current engagement distance, you don't need to get on the plane with me next time."

The female pilot walked quickly to Horatio's side, took off her helmet, and her long wavy hair flowed down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Her face was covered in sweat, drops of which flowed down the tip of her chin and onto the flight jacket that was pushed out into an amazing arc on her chest.

"Leave the rest to me. You can return to the bridge to command."

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