Chapter 1302: Clever ghost

"Lark One calls the command center! Lark One calls the command center! My radar has locked on the target! Request to start attack! Request to start attack!" The fighter pilot wearing a blackout glass helmet opened his mouth in the small, bumpy cockpit. Application Road.

A powerful radar system is installed on his plane, which can easily detect targets 230 kilometers away, and fire attacks from a hundred kilometers away.

Because of the excessive speed, his plane was bumping slightly, like a roller coaster in the clouds.

When the fighter has locked on the target, the computer has directly assigned the target of each attack through the network. Therefore, before a fighter jet launches a missile, all targets will not be repeatedly locked, and there will be no probability event that a few missiles will attack a target.

With this system, the missiles carried on the aircraft can be saved more, and multiple missiles can be launched at a time to attack the target at the same time, achieving unexpected results.

The new atmospheric fighter is more mature than the previous experimental models, and the super technology used is not so crazy. However, this kind of fighter is still the existence of performance against the sky, and it is simply a veritable air master.

The appearance of this new fighter is smoother, and the entire aircraft adopts a more streamlined design to adapt to the aircraft’s high-speed combat environment.

At the same time, this aircraft also uses a large number of newly developed alloys to reduce weight and increase strength.

In short, it is now the most powerful weapon in the hands of the Ailan Hill Imperial Air Force, known as the existence of the strongest fighter!

Soon, the officer of the air command and dispatch center responded to the pilot's request for attack: "Allowed to attack! The attack request was approved!"

The pilot who received the order did not slacken for a moment, and immediately pressed the talker and said, "Understood!"

After speaking, he lifted the protective cover with his thumb, and then pressed a red button installed on the joystick of his right hand.

An air-to-air missile shaped like a long sword, the moment the pilot pressed the launch button, it ignited and started its own tail engine.

Unlike ordinary engines, this missile is faster and the seeker is more sensitive.

It can lock any flying bird in the sky and distinguish the special shape of this flying bird. Unless it hits the target, it will never be thrown away.

The roar of the engine even overwhelmed the sound of the aircraft engine. A sophisticated missile dragged a long white smoke and rushed towards the target a hundred kilometers away.

"I have launched a missile! I have launched a missile! The Lark One is climbing! I have begun to climb!"

"Lark II launches missiles!" Pressing the launch button on the joystick, the wingman pilot also moved his joystick very calmly to allow the aircraft to continue to climb.

At this moment, the other fighters behind the two planes also began to launch missiles. After the missiles were fired, all the fighters began to climb, preparing to confront the enemies who had invaded the airspace of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Since the Air Force got Vivienne phobia, they have never been satisfied with their fighters. It was not until the new fighters began to serve that the senior commanders of the Air Force began to feel that the weapons in their hands were almost okay.

A hundred kilometers away, a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back was sinking like water, driving his aura and flying forward at the fastest speed. Behind him is the guardian of the three-hundred masters, and the combat power is absolutely amazing.

However, in the next second, the swordsman who had taken the lead in the charge could clearly feel that behind him, the long sword that had been half-year-old for decades on his back began to tremble slightly.

This was a sign of danger, indicating that the enemy was nearby. With such a warning reminder, he immediately slowed down his speed.

Another middle-aged monk who flew behind him also slowed down and stood beside him: "What's the matter, Brother Li?"

"There is a situation...something seems to be coming!" The middle-aged swordsman headed immediately replied. As soon as his voice fell, he saw something sharp, like a blade of a sword, flying towards him.

"What is it that flies so fast?" Seeing that the sword-like thing that flew onward was less than ten kilometers away from them. The swordsman in white who stopped in the second frowned and asked.

It was too late to say, it was fast, and there was already a missile rushing towards the leading middle-aged swordsman in front of him.

A white-clothed swordsman with a strong cultivating base would naturally not sit and wait for death. The long sword he was carrying was immediately unsheathed, facing the incoming missile, and so rushed over.

"How can it hit me if the weapon is made so big?" This ridiculous idea just emerged in the mind of the white swordsman, and seeing the missile of the Ailan Hill Empire exploded and disintegrated in the air.

The white-clothed swordsmen who hadn't waited for the surrounding area to stop, no longer knew what they should be like, reacted, and some unlucky ghosts in the front row were baptized by the fragmentation warheads installed on the attacking missiles.

At a distance of more than ten meters, or only a few meters, the fragment killing warhead with the close-range detonating fuze is simply a perfect attack method.

Hundreds of spheres were accelerated to the extreme by explosives, and swept everything around them like knives.

The white-clothed swordsman who was the first to charge forward didn't even have a chance to shout, and was pierced by the explosive steel ball.

What's more unfortunate is that because he was close enough, most of the steel **** flying in other directions also passed through his body.

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It was as if it had been shredded by countless knives. The chic white clothes had just become fragmented, and the person in the white clothes had already been taken apart by the air currents and fragments at this moment.

The other targets around were not much better either. They were hit by the locked missiles one after another, and one by one was embarrassed, and many people even gave their precious lives directly.

A young high-ranking swordsman rushed out of the crowd and quickly climbed up, trying to get rid of the terrifying weapons that came on him.

Even at the moment of leaving the crowd, he was very complacent and praised himself in his mind-you are really a little clever...

As a result, one of the missiles that was about to burst into the crowd and exploded, at the moment of diving, it was pulled up quickly, as if urging the Hades, and exploded in front of the face of some clever ghost.