Chapter 303 05.0302: "Thousand Machines Confrontation"

"This is Buffalo One. The enemy aircraft group is approaching. The closing rate is positive 14.3. It is expected to enter the missile range in three minutes."

"Each formation should maintain a similar speed, form a wall, and keep a good missile firing range." Fasha commanded.

The Imperial aircraft groups from different groups and squadrons of each ship have already gathered together.

They formed a high wall that crashed into the enemy aircraft group.

It feels like a line-up execution from the air.

"The missile has locked onto the enemy bomber." With the help of the Thinker, the locking boxes turned from red to green, marking the enemy for death.

"Fire."

The furious pilots pressed the fire buttons one after another.

This time, Fury once again faced his old rival of thousands of years.

The fast-death fighters also fired missiles almost at the same time.

Missiles poured out from the sky, and the number of light spots in the void suddenly increased by ten times.

The missile loadout of the Speedy Death Fighter is less than half of that of the Fury, only 6, but the sacrifice of the hang point brings better maneuverability and faster acceleration.

"Alert, you have been locked onto by missiles. The estimated reflected wave is... 8 missiles."

The red alarm flashed in the eyepiece in front of Fasha's eyes. The piercing warning sound and the real deadly threat stimulated the rapid secretion of adrenaline.

All aircraft in the field began to perform defensive maneuvers.

Fasha skillfully selected the decoy bomb group, and heat bombs, aluminum foil and small noise generators began to pour rhythmically from the launch rack behind the Fury body and the mounting point near the tail nozzle.

The decoy bombs spread out like a peacock spreading its feathers. She controlled the joystick, did a barrel roll, and quickly followed up with a large-angle evasive maneuver, speeding forward in an S shape.

boom!
The first missile passed by her body 2 kilometers away, and then several more missiles passed by or exploded in the air.

Shrapnel from the airburst hit her fuselage, and certain parts of the fuselage status display began to change from healthy green to unhealthy yellow.

Missiles from both sides exploded in their respective fleets.

Both sides' fighter planes were shot down.

The aluminum skins of more than a dozen Chaos Rebel bombers were burning with flames and began to roll out of control in the void.

In order to improve the hit rate, the Imperial Navy pilots allocated at least 5 Skyfire missiles to each Doomsday Fire bomber.

Although doing so did indeed destroy almost all of the bombers in the enemy's first echelon.

But doing so would be tantamount to letting go of the enemy's threatening fighter jets.

Only three squadrons' missiles locked onto enemy fighters, but due to the excellent maneuverability of the fast-death fighters, only a few were destroyed.

Soon, the missiles fired by the rebel fighters also caused casualties to the Imperial fleet.

Heart-wrenching screams began to be heard on the aviation communication channel, and soon only noisy white noise was left amid the roar of flames. It was then filtered out as noise, leaving only empty beeping sounds.

In the end, even the remaining sound was soon forcibly cut off as red crosses appeared in the formation's friend-or-foe identification system.

This time, more than a dozen Furies from different carriers were shot down.

Four of them were from three of the Indefatigable's squadrons.

Once an oncoming bullet hits head-on, it is almost impossible for the driver to survive the huge explosion.

The pilot was torn into pieces by fragments of glass and metal and engulfed in flames.

Fasha did not receive any eyewitness reports of a successful ejection, and the front center of the plane was torn apart by the missile almost instantly.

There was no time to mourn the victims, as the fast-death fighter was far ahead of the enemy formation and rushed towards its old opponent.

"All squadrons spread out and fight in a four-finger formation."

The 'Four Finger Formation' is a formation commonly used by the Imperial Navy to deal with Chaos rebels.

A squadron of four aircraft cooperates with each other.

Two fighter planes teamed up to attack one of the bombers.

The other two planes, in the "leader-cop" configuration, covered the two friendly planes chasing the bombers and prevented them from being torn apart by the enemy's sneak attack.

The distance between the two sides was finally shortened to a distance where a fight was required. The Fury with blue flames gushing from its tail and the Speedy Death Fighter with unclean red flames gushing from its tail could not wait to tear each other apart.

The "Knights" have engaged the enemy. This is the name given by the Imperial Navy Air Force to the crews that carry out the mission of intercepting enemy fighters.

Because they will duel with enemy planes like knights.

The 'hounds' responsible for intercepting the enemy bombers chose to fly directly over the group of fighter planes that were tearing and tumbling in the void, and rushed towards the second echelon of bombers.

The fast-death fighters escorting the second echelon pounced on the "hounds" that specialized in killing bombers.

Hainan Airlines pilots were well prepared for this.

The two-plane formation heading straight for the bombers avoided fighting and did not confront these fast-dying fighters.

The pilots used barrel rolls and other maneuvers to evade. Only a few unfortunate planes were damaged and began to emit black smoke, but there were no reports of destruction.

The two-plane formations in the squadron that were responsible for covering swooped down from a higher void plane when the fast-death fighters began to turn their noses around and prepare to bite their tails.

These pilots showed no fear of their enemies, and their furious frontal firepower far exceeded that of the fast-death fighters.

Those fast-death fighters that fired directly at them were either shot down or injured.

Fasha flew past the fast-death fighter she had set on fire.

At the moment when the two planes crossed each other, she turned her head and saw the traitor in the cockpit of the Speedy Death Fighter.

She wasn't sure if that thing was a 'person'.

The damaged and dirty flight equipment was sewn into the flesh of the man's head, and could not be removed unless visible to the naked eye.

Two red cylindrical prosthetic eyes were stuffed into the pilot's eye sockets.

The respirator and mouth are integrated into one.

The left hand was wrapped in countless flesh and blood growths and connected to the joystick.

The right hand grew far more than five tentacles, extending to various control buttons.

This was not the first time Fasha had seen the appearance of these traitors.

But every time, this blasphemous creature of flesh and blood would make this experienced pilot instinctively shudder.

She quickly turned her attention back to the front and continued to maneuver to engage in battle.

"The fighter aviation team is engaging the enemy. No rebel bombers have yet broken through the interception." The Lookout Department sent a message.

"Tell the close-in defense gun crew to be extremely alert and not let the bombs fall on our respectable old lady." Brigadier General Peru said as he looked at the countless intertwined red and blue flames in the distance, as well as the occasional explosions.

"As you command, Captain."

The fierce battle in the void became more and more intense.

The third, fourth, and even fifth batches of enemy planes came one after another, like endless demons emerging from the abyss, and they could never be killed.

In the fierce and intense battle, the wounded units of the first batch of the Imperial Navy Air Force began to return.

The fighter planes that were lucky enough to successfully reach the tractor beam area returned to the hangar where they started, covered in wounds, while the fire trucks nearby sprayed out the fire-extinguishing foam that had been prepared long ago.

The ground crew, who were ready and on standby, rushed to the fighter plane, which had not yet come to a complete stop, holding medical and disassembly tools, quickly opened the deformed and stuck cabin door, and carried the injured pilot out of the fighter plane that had barely landed.

The other side of the tarmac was filled with wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages and undergoing emergency treatment. Their flight suits silently told of their experiences of being stained with blood, cut by shrapnel, and licked by burning flames until they were charred black.

Even the Starhawk bombers were equipped with anti-aircraft missiles and rushed to the battlefield as "heavy fighters" to provide support.

"Lieutenant Horatio, there are too many enemy planes. After the boarding operation against the Star Fortress begins, the task of guiding the fleet will be given to Officer Collingwood, who is boarding with the Hell's Scouts.

You and Louise need to find a way to destroy their hangar from the inside and guide the rest of the Marines to board the energy cabin to prevent the rebels from being cornered and detonating the star fortress."

Captain Lord Sterling conveyed the captain's latest tactical intentions to Horatio.

"Yes, Captain. That's exactly what I meant."

Anya Fasha took a deep breath, pulled the joystick, and performed an Immelmann turn, firing at the formation of Doomsday Fire bombers passing overhead.

Fortunately, these heretic bombers were not equipped with self-defense firepower for the sake of maneuverability.

They rely on flexible maneuvers and extremely high acceleration to try to escape interception.

This means that Fury interceptors will take longer to destroy them, which will increase the risk of being destroyed by the Death Fighter itself.

When the red lock box in front of him turned green, Fasha pressed the fire button and fired the last combat bullet.

These slender combat missiles are arranged in groups of three per hanging point, forming an inverted triangle layout.

The equivalent is not large, but it is enough to blow up the engine.

That was enough to stop the bombers.

After the small missile flew for a while under the guidance of the Thinker's guidance head, the fire from the propulsion unit gradually disappeared.

Soon, the tail of one of the bombers in the formation began to catch fire, and its speed did not increase as rapidly as before.

She sped up and caught up, destroying it with a series of short bursts of fire.

With another beautiful and graceful maneuver, she swung her tail to shake off the enemy plane that was biting her.

She looked out the window and saw the Lord Daros approaching at full speed, and the mothership Indefatigable not far behind.

Their interception zone for enemy bombers was less than 200 kilometers.

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