Flying in winter was definitely not an easy task.
Even though the Aerial Knight was equipped with a wolf fur hat, fur scarf, and windproof eye mask, the exposed skin on their faces could still feel the bone-chilling cold from time to time.
After all, the windshield of the 'Fire of Heaven' was directly in front, and when the wind changed or the plane made a maneuver, the cold wind would carry snowflakes into the cockpit from all directions.
But Good could understand the necessity of such a design.
Above his head was a huge wing, and his field of vision was only a long and narrow line. If he wanted to observe the situation on the ground, the only way was to stick his head out of the cockpit. In fact, this was what he and Finkin did the most — the Aerial Knight was not like what he had imagined, where both parties would draw their weapons and rely on their own abilities after arriving on the battlefield. If they did not know the enemy's position in advance, it would be extremely difficult to find the target in the air.
After all, the 'Fire of Heaven' was only the size of an ant from a thousand meters away, not to mention the figure on the ground.
This was probably the reason why the biplane needed two people — two pairs of eyes would always be able to see further than one pair.
"Did you find anything?"
He turned his head and asked.
About an hour ago, the flight team had already flown over the Gust Castle. According to the map, if the enemy had not given up on pursuing them, they should be in the vicinity. In order to find the target as quickly as possible, the four planes spread out with the north as the center line, forming a fan-shaped search area.
This was also the standard multi-plane search method stipulated in the 'Flight Manual'.
In theory, as long as they did not deviate from their course, the four planes could cover an area of more than two hundred kilometers. But considering the influence of the weather, the planes were not too far apart, which greatly reduced the area of the fan-shaped search area.
"There's nothing!" Finkin raised his telescope and shouted. "Could the demons have already caught up with the refugees and killed them all?"
"If that's the case, you should be able to find a lot of corpses!"
"Alright, I'll try my best … Let's pray that the snow doesn't cover them up," Finkin shouted. "Buddy, can you fly a little lower?"
Good lowered the nose of the plane slightly and glanced at the compass and altimeter.
These were the only two key parameters on the 'Fire of Heaven' that could determine their current position.
However, there was a clear reminder in the Flight Manual not to trust the instruments too much. "Because His Majesty's technical ability is limited, instrument errors should be regarded as normal, especially when the climate, altitude, and topography change drastically. Never forget to poke your head out at any time, unless you are willing to become the cornerstone of technological advancement. — Tilly Wimbledon. "
"Three hundred meters at most, no lower than that. This isn't the Western Region of Graycastle, it's all plains — "
Before he could finish, Finkin interrupted him. "Two degrees to the right! There seems to be movement over there! "
Good's expression froze, and he immediately adjusted his course.
Other than the sound of the wind and the roar of the engine, there was almost no sound from the outside world. Therefore, the movement that his partner was talking about was definitely not the sound, but the change that could be seen with the naked eye. In this kind of weather, there should be very few people in the wilderness, so this movement was especially suspicious.
Soon, Good also caught a glimpse of the anomaly with his naked eyes. On a rising hillside, there were many black shadows against the snow-white background. They were not scattered but formed many continuous lines. From afar, they looked like strands of hair scattered in the snow.
"Are those... footprints?"
Finkin's exclamation answered Good's question. "Yes, I think His Highness must be talking about them! There are indeed people moving on the hillside, more than one or two! Oh my God, the demons are chasing after the refugees. I saw more than a hundred bodies! Judging from their size, they should be Mad Demons, and there are about 30 to 40 of them! "
"Send the signal!" Good did not hesitate anymore. He pressed down the joystick and said, "Let's go first!"
With a "chi" sound, three green signal flares shot into the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the Bloody Moon fixed in the center of the dome.
The plane dived down the hillside, and the distance between the two parties shortened rapidly. When the plane was 400 to 500 meters away from the top of the hill, Good finally saw the refugees rolling in the snow. They ran down the hill in panic, and many of them almost rolled down the hill. It was not hard to imagine their situation.
The Mad Demons were devouring the fleeing refugees bit by bit. The enemies did not seem to have extraordinary physical strength and speed. It was more like a game to kill time than a massacre.
Good immediately felt blood rushing to his head.
He silently recited his shooting tips and aimed the nose of the plane at the Mad Demons on the hilltop. When the two were in a straight line, he pressed the fire button.
Gunshots rang out from the nose of the plane!
This was also the easiest way for the "Fire of Heaven" to hit the target — at an altitude of two to three hundred meters, there was no need to consider the trajectory of the bullets. From the dive to the pull up, the nose of the plane pointed in the direction of the bullets. Even if it was him, he would not miss such an opportunity!
The jet that was shot out of the chamber instantly created a straight "dividing line" in the snowy ground!
At this moment, the demons also noticed the giant bird descending from the sky. They shrieked as they pulled out their bone spears and threw them at the "Fire of Heaven". They had no intention of dodging.
At this moment, the "dividing line" rushed into the group of demons without any obstruction.
And what it divided was life and death.
The whizzing metal bullets easily pierced through the bodies of the Mad Demons, and the snow pillars were immediately dyed blue. The demons that were hit in the chest could see a sudden burst of red mist on their backs. Those that were hit in the arms and legs were directly severed. For a moment, severed limbs and minced meat flew in all directions along with the snowflakes, and the momentum of the enemy's pursuit was also slowed.
After a round of shooting, the demons' bone spears finally arrived. Unfortunately, at this height, the enemy's spear attacks could not pose any threat to the "Fire of Heaven". Even if they could fly up, the spears would lose all strength and speed. It was almost impossible for them to hit the high-speed biplane.
But the "Fire of Heaven" was far from finished.
When Good pulled up the nose of the plane again, it was time for the backseat shooter to make his move.
Finkin fired randomly at the top of the mountain, but compared to his dove shots, he could only rely on his experience to finish off his opponents.
At this moment, the demons seemed to realize that the strange bird in the sky was not a hybrid demonic beast or some other monster, but a human weapon of war! But this knowledge did not bring about any change in their situation. Hiding and fighting back were meaningless in front of the lofty 'Fire of Heaven', and even their hopes of escaping had become extremely slim.
In the past Battle of Divine Will, the human cavalry had felt despair in the face of the faster and higher Devilbeasts. Now, the Mad Demons felt the same — or perhaps even more so.
After a moment, Good accumulated enough potential energy and once again swooped down towards the demon squad.
The other two squads of companions also appeared on the skyline.
Under the pincer attack from many sides, the demons began to turn around and flee frantically. The flying squad followed closely behind, taking the opportunity to increase their gains.
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