"The enemy has found us! Hurry up, pack your things and get on the truck. Everyone, retreat according to the original route! "
Although she did not know why the First Army was so familiar with the demons' movements, Farina flew to the truck as soon as she heard the order.
She skillfully closed the exhaust valve and pushed the two handles that controlled the Rubik's Cube switch to the starting position. The cylinder at the front of the truck began to tremble, and the needle of the pressure gauge moved to the right at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, it reached the standard point.
This meant that as long as she released the brake, the truck could move at any time.
She poked her head out and looked in the direction of the hillside. The mountain top, which had been shrouded in mist, was now much clearer. The miasma-like Red Mist was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, many sesame-sized black spots appeared on the white hillside. They surged down the slope and rushed in the direction of the convoy, like a swarm of ants coming out of their nest. Dozens of flying demons appeared in the sky, and it seemed that they would not let them go.
This scene reminded Farina of the city wall on the Hermes Plateau.
There, tens of thousands of demonic beasts had attacked the defense line formed by the Judgement Army.
"Let's go!" A God's Punishment Witch patted the door of her truck, which was a signal that all the team members were ready to retreat.
Farina took a deep breath and pulled the brake lever.
The steam truck began to move slowly.
At this time, the other convoys also started their trucks.
From turning around to driving out of the shooting area, everyone did a perfect job, even better than during the assessment. Even so, the distance between them and the enemy was not widened. When the convoy accelerated to the highest speed, the pursuers from the air were even closer to them.
"No... no, they're too fast. If this goes on, they'll catch up with us!" Joe shouted anxiously.
Farina held the steering wheel tightly and did not move. It was common sense that those with wings would always run faster than those on the ground. Since the enemy even had a flying unit, it was only a matter of time before they caught up with them. Considering that the people of Graycastle had been fighting with the demons for a long time, they should know this. Now the only hope was that they had already prepared for this situation.
No matter how the First Army responded, it would be a battle that she could not intervene in.
Therefore, her most important task at the moment was to control the truck well and not drag the others down.
"Don't worry about the pursuers. Help me keep an eye on the road ahead. If there's a hole, warn me as soon as possible!" She said without changing her expression.
Joe swallowed hard and nodded. "I got it!"
…
For more than an hour, the only thing Good could see was the tail of 'Seagull' and the flashing track lights.
Being in the clouds for a long time made him lose his sense of direction and altitude. Flying in this state was a huge drain on his physical and mental strength. He had to focus all his attention to maintain the plane's position.
Judging from the changes in the compass, the Air Knight Squadron had been hovering in the air for the rest of the time, clearly waiting for the enemy to appear.
As for the whereabouts of his other companions and the current situation, Good had no idea at all.
In addition to this lingering feeling of loss and depression, the terrible environment in the clouds was also a big problem. The damp water vapor had condensed into a thin layer of frost on the windshield and cabin. Although the cold wind was blocked by the rubber lining of the flight suit, the humidity still brought away some of his body temperature, making his limbs as slow as a block of wood.
If not for Finkin who could talk to him in the backseat, he was afraid that he would not have lasted until now.
Princess Tilly had revealed that His Majesty was researching a communication device that could allow people in two different places to communicate across space. At this moment, the biggest thought in his mind was to make this device a reality as soon as possible.
"Look, the light has changed!"
Finkin suddenly shouted.
Good looked at 'Seagull' and saw that the yellow light hanging at the tail of the plane had unknowingly turned bright red.
He could not help but feel excited!
Red was a signal to attack. Once the track lights glowed red, it meant that they should immediately fly down out of the clouds and attack the enemy!
As for who the enemy was, it did not matter.
It was better than continuing to go around in circles in this labyrinthine cloud layer!
Without hesitation, Good pressed down on the control stick.
The pure white clouds immediately enveloped him.
The moment his vision was restored, Good felt his entire body lighten. The black and white earth and the gray sky seemed to form a beautiful scene. At the same time, there was also a group of Devilbeasts flying in the sky — the latter completely did not notice the Aerial Knights that suddenly emerged from the clouds. They were less than three hundred meters above the ground, and their target was obviously the steam truck squad that was dragging long wheel ruts in the snow.
The nose of their plane happened to be facing the direction of the enemy, which was an excellent angle for engagement. As long as the plane was slightly pitched, the bullets from the machine guns would be able to penetrate the enemy's formation lengthwise. Moreover, the Aerial Knight had an absolute advantage in altitude. After a round of strafing, no matter how the Devilbeasts reacted, they would not be able to shake off the biplane's follow-up pursuit.
It was as perfect as in the textbooks.
The gloominess that had previously hidden in the clouds was swept away. Good controlled the plane to dive down and at the same time, he pressed the trigger.
Finkin, who was sitting in the back seat, let out a strange cry.
In an instant, more than a dozen silver streamers appeared in the sky. They shot into the herd of Devilbeasts from different angles and spread from the head to the tail. Faced with this sudden attack, the demons had no time to react. Several flowers of blood blossomed in the air, and the Mad Demons and Devilbeasts that were hit fell to the ground like stones.
At this moment, they realized that they were not the only hunters on this battlefield.
The herd of Devilbeasts suddenly dispersed. Some of them continued to pounce on the convoy, while others turned around and seemed to want to fight to the death with the Aerial Knight.
Twenty-six Devilbeasts. Good quickly counted the number of Devilbeasts.
In a sense, the number of people on both sides was almost equal. Apart from the few patrolling Devilbeasts that they had encountered before, this could be regarded as the first large-scale aerial battle between them.
"Signal Heinze and tell him to follow behind us!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs.
In a short span of twenty seconds, the Aerial Knight Squadron had already flown over the Devilbeasts' heads. The first round had ended with their complete victory.
With the speed brought by the dive, the 'Fire of Heaven' that Good piloted quickly completed a turn and cut in a perfect arc from the side to the back of a Devilbeast that was trying hard to climb up. The distance between the two was less than two hundred meters. He could even see the Mad Demon trying hard to turn around, trying to find the best angle to throw its spear.
However, he obviously would not give the other party this opportunity.
The barrel of the gun spat out a tongue of flame. The bright tracer bullet pierced through the back of the Devilbeast like a meteor. The sudden fall of the mount made its attempt futile. Even if it was not hit on the spot by the machine gun, the result from falling from this height was no different.
Finkin could not help but whistle.
The other teammates also locked onto their targets, and the two sides quickly engaged in a fierce battle.
The second round began.
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