A trash can win against an ace? William Napoleon suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He stared blankly at the fighter that burned into a pile of scrap iron on the screen.
If it was not a simulated piloting, but a real battle.
Now … William Napoleon raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and whispered to himself, "I am already dead …"
I can't believe it, I can't believe it!
The dignified [Napoleon Aerial Combat Team], the first line member of the Honorary Aerial Combat Team that the pilots of the Federation were most proud of, the ace of the aces, had been blown up before they even took off.
Lin Jiaxuan raised her hand to cover her cherry lips, covering the happy smile on her face.
Trash? That's right! It's trash! Unfortunately, this trash referred to the trash of the Federation's number one aerial combat team, the Trash Team! The super aerial combat killer that specialized in shooting down the ace of the aces!
"Again!" William Napoleon's dull eyes suddenly lit up with unwillingness to admit defeat, "Just now, I made a mistake! Again! "
The other European recruits also had the same unwillingness in their eyes. How could a member of the Napoleon Aerial Combat Team lose? Unless it was a mistake just now!
Qin Fen closed the hatch indifferently, put on his seat belt, and once again appeared on the same runway with William Napoleon.
The signal light changed to the color of permission to take off.
At this moment, William Napoleon concentrated one hundred percent of his energy! His hands operated faster than before. He didn't want to experience another Waterloo …
Boom …
The loud noise of the plane suddenly appeared. William Napoleon's body shook heavily in the cabin, and the back of his head hit the seat.
On the screen, the majestic fighter once again turned into a burning ruin.
OVER
The four huge bright red letters seemed to be dripping blood.
William Napoleon and the recruits were stunned again. If the first time was careless, then what about the second time? The plane still did not take off, and it was smashed into a pile of scrap iron on the runway.
Is it strength? William Napoleon shook his head in uncertainty. Could it be that this recruit specialized in fighting before he took off? I can't even win against an East Asian recruit? No!
William Napoleon slammed his fist on the sturdy console. No! I can win! I am the ace of the Napoleon Aerial Combat Team, the glory of aerial combat! This time, I want to take off! I want to take off before he launches an attack, and then kill him!
"Again!" William Napoleon shouted at the microphone.
Qin Fen didn't speak, he just gently opened the channel for the battle.
Rumble …
William Napoleon's cabin shook violently again, and the wheels of his plane were smashed before they left the ground.
"Again …"
"Again …"
"Again …"
After fifteen games, William Napoleon did not continue to call for the sixteenth. He sat in the pilot's seat, almost breaking down, watching the fighter jet burn with a crackling sound.
One round might have been a mistake, but 15 rounds, even a fool would know that it was definitely not a matter of luck.
William Napoleon stared blankly at the screen. Just now, in order to take off, they used different take-off tactics in every round. Many of them were special take-off tactics used to deal with the sneak attacks of the fighters in the sky.
On normal days, William Napoleon often practiced taking off in a hurry when the opponent attacked from the air on the Aerial Battle Network.
It could be said that apart from the Federation's top ace pilots, there was almost no one who could stop him from taking off calmly. Even if they had the advantage in the air, they still couldn't stop him.
However, today …
The opponent was always on the ground. He didn't even have the advantage in the air. Not to mention that he was easily beaten to the point of exhaustion, he was also destroying his proud confidence.
"Again … again …" William Napoleon said to the microphone with difficulty, "This time, we will take off from a different airport. As the Air Force, it is natural to decide who is the king in the sky. "
After saying these words, William Napoleon felt his cheeks burning. Normally, he wouldn't be able to say such words. It was just that today, the opponent was too strange. The Specter Fighter was like a mobile armor with fierce firepower that was fully prepared to fight in the air.
Qin Fen's fingers lightly tapped on the console a few times, and the two were assigned to different airports.
William Napoleon's eyes also shot an unprecedented fierceness at the same time, as if he hated Qin Fen for killing his father, wife, and son.
The fighter jet flew off the ground, and William Napoleon had the urge to cry with excitement. This feeling was once felt a long time ago, when he operated the fighter jet to leave the ground for the first time.
However, he had long forgotten the joy of flying in the sky.
At this moment, the awkward faces of the European recruits finally showed a smile again. William Napoleon was the king of the sky. This was the evaluation given by the captain.
"That is …?"
Boom …
The cabin shook, and a huge metal scrap iron fireball fell from the sky at high speed on the screen, smashing heavily into the mountains.
William Napoleon looked at the OVER that appeared on the screen, and he didn't recover for a long time. What was going on in the air battle just now? Why did the technique of dodging the missile feel like a martial art? Instead of a conventional dodging technique in aerial combat?
While seizing the opportunity to launch the missile, William Napoleon had already calculated any dodging techniques that Qin Fen could use, as well as the position and state. At the same time, all the corresponding tactics were formulated!
No matter what angle or position the Specter Fighter was in, it could be shot down with a hundred percent predetermined tactics.
However, the Specter Fighter's dodging up and down just now had a feeling of a dragon dancing in the clouds. A special technique that had never been seen before. Not only did it disrupt all the arrangements, it was also shot down by someone else.
The technique just now? William Napoleon's eyes twitched constantly. What kind of operating technique does that require? Was the operation just now improvised on the spot? Or was it a fixed dodging method that had been practiced long ago? It had never appeared in aerial combat.
There were other spectators who were even more dumbfounded than William Napoleon.
Lin Jiaxuan covered her cherry lips lightly, and her eyes were full of surprise. Recently, Qin Fen had not engaged in aerial combat at all. It was already amazing that his strength had not regressed. How did he have a new breakthrough?
As an ace pilot, aerial combat training was a must every day. If he didn't touch the cockpit for a long time, even an ace pilot might be shot down by an ordinary pilot.
However, this rule was broken.
Lin Jiaxuan knew very well that Qin Fen had no time to practice aerial combat these days.
"This … one more time …"
William Napoleon didn't give up and invited the microphone. His tone obviously hadn't recovered from the previous blow.
Soon, William Napoleon's cockpit shook again, and the fireball fell from the sky.
This time, William Napoleon felt that the opponent's movement had the shadow of Arhat Fist's Dragon Guard. He shook his head forcefully to get rid of this ridiculous thought.
"This … one more time …"
"This … one more time …"
"Again! Again! Again! "
He was shot down again and again, and every time, the dodging method was unheard of. William Napoleon lost so much that he was almost possessed. He just wanted to win once!
No matter what, I have to win once!
"Today, I will play a hundred rounds with you. If you win one round, you win. But don't worry, I will win a hundred rounds. "
Qin Fen's cold prophecy came from the headset.
A hundred rounds? William Napoleon's face was extremely cold. There were countless accidents in aerial combat. Except for madmen, not many people in the world dared to say such a thing.
"Good! East Asian recruit, let's see how you beat me a hundred to zero. "
William roared angrily at the microphone. His hands operated desperately, trying to take off before Qin Fen.
However, Qin Fen always took off first every time, waiting like a cat playing with a mouse.
Ten rounds, twenty rounds, thirty rounds, seventy rounds, ninety rounds … ninety-nine rounds …
The eyes of the recruits from Europe were full of despair.
They came with the ambition of winning the championship, but in the end, they were trampled and humiliated by the recruits from East Asia, the place with the weakest air force!
Ninety-nine rounds, William Napoleon did not win even once. The proud sky was full of cracks. If it wasn't for his strong will to win, the courage to start the hundredth round would have collapsed.
The hundredth round, start!
William Napoleon's throat made a beast-like roar, and his hands operated the platform as if they were cramping.
Even if I lose! I have to win at least once in the flight speed category! Napoleon's aerial combat team will never be defeated!
William Napoleon's fighter rose into the air, but he did not see Qin Fen's usual fighter.
I won! William Napoleon was full of ambition. He drove the fighter and flew to Qin Fen's airport in a hurry.
Soon, Qin Fen's airport appeared in the eyes of William Napoleon. The Specter Fighter that shot him down ninety-nine times was quietly on the runway, not taking off!
"This is?" William Napoleon was stunned and saw Qin Fen's plane start to move.
"How dare you humiliate me like this!"
William Napoleon roared. This was obviously the combat method he had trained to wait for the opponent to occupy the air advantage before taking off.
In the past, William Napoleon had always been very proud of using others as practice targets. This was the privilege of the real ace of aces!
That feeling was like a god looking down on the ants on the ground.
When the usual angle was reversed, William Napoleon felt anger filling his chest for the first time. This was the most naked humiliation! This was an action of looking at people as rookies!
"Explode for me!" William Napoleon didn't hold back either. He launched his strongest attack at the first instance. Six air-to-ground missiles went straight to the Specter Fighter. The plane rotated at high speed in the air at the first instance, using extremely difficult changes in the angle of movement to prevent Qin Fen from really rushing out of the missiles. At that time, Qin Fen would hit his muzzle.
"Not exploding."
Qin Fen's calm voice in the fierce battle sounded. The fighter passed through the missile group and rushed out from the angle predicted by William Napoleon.
"Explode for me!"
William Napoleon calculated the time to launch the air-to-air machine gun, and the flames roared out wildly.
The right time, the right angle, the right shot! William Napoleon's angry heart finally rose a moment of joy. The explosion of the fighter should be in the next moment.
"Not exploding." Qin Fen's calm voice sounded so disgusting at this moment!
"Then continue to explode for me!" William Napoleon had also become accustomed to Qin Fen's difficult evasion. His hands began to operate again. He found that Qin Fen had made the biggest mistake this time because of his winning streak. He only brought a machine gun, he didn't bring any other weapons!
Without the coordination of multiple weapons, the tactics of aerial combat would be pitiful. He only needed to pay attention to this machine gun.
For the first time, William Napoleon had the upper hand, or it could be said that Qin Fen deliberately gave the upper hand. The two fighters were like swallows, quickly changing various skills in the air.
The East Asian recruits and the European recruits were dumbfounded. This was a super high aerial combat skill that was completely beyond their level. Even in the Napoleon Aerial Combat Team, it was difficult to see this kind of pursuit and counter-pursuit fighting style.
The battle time was still going on. William Napoleon's forehead was full of sweat. This kind of high-intensity operation was not only demanding on the physical limit, but it also consumed a lot of the spirit. The Specter Fighter was like the most cunning loach. Every time it made a skill, it was unimaginable. No matter how they coordinated their tactics, they could not hit it.
Qin Fen's face was also full of sweat. William Napoleon, who had entered a state of madness, finally played an unprecedented strength beyond his level. This made Qin Fen also feel a huge pressure. This kind of pressure had not appeared for a long time.
Time passed quickly. Everyone stared at the screen nervously, wanting to know whether the strength of the capture was strong this time, or the escaping ability of the Specter Fighter had really reached the point where it was unparalleled in the world.
Suddenly, the high-speed fighter operated by William Napoleon stopped moving!
Or rather, it was still moving forward. It was just that … the way it moved was like a meteor falling at high speed.
Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded. Even if he could not hit the Specter Fighter, there was no need to commit suicide, right?
William Napoleon, who was in the fighter, looked at the display with an ashen face and cursed bitterly, "SHIT!"
The flight energy of the fighter had been exhausted …
A difficult flight technique would naturally consume a lot more energy. In the fierce battle just now, both sides had used their magical powers, and the energy was consumed rapidly.
It was not until this moment that William Napoleon knew why Qin Fen did not bring any weapons in the last battle, only the lightest machine gun.
That was because he did not intend to fire at all! That was to reduce the weight of the fighter to the minimum! That was to save energy!
With a heavy load, naturally, the energy consumption would be higher! No weapons, no load!
Humiliation! This was the real humiliation! The previous ninety-nine rounds were really not a humiliation compared to this round!
An ace pilot among aces was actually lured to the point where he had used up all his energy, and he did not even notice it.
It was not that the fighter did not have an energy alarm, it was just that Qin Fen was too difficult to deal with. William Napoleon had concentrated two hundred percent of his attention, but he could not hear the alarm at all.
It was not until the fighter was completely out of control that William Napoleon woke up. He looked at the ground that was approaching at high speed in despair. It was all too late. Even the captain of the Trash Team could not turn the tables … the captain of the Trash Team? Trash?
BOOM …
The cockpit shook, but William Napoleon did not feel it at all. His mind kept echoing the words that Qin Fen said when he won for the first time, "I am just a trash …"
Trash! Trash! Trash! William Napoleon woke up like a dream. It turned out that the opponent was actually a member of the Trash Team.
PS: A lot of friends are concerned about Shengji's updates. I can tell you that Shengji's current method of writing novels is oral and his wife typing.
If this misfortune also fell on Gao Lou, I think I would also be like Shengji, right?
It's really sad. This reminds me of a sentence that Tang San once said. We writers not only sell our words, but also our health, occupational diseases, cervical vertebrae, shoulders, stomach, lumbar intervertebral discs, wrists …
Gao Lou worked hard to write, hoping to earn money for surgery and to support his family before the misfortune came.
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