Chapter 8 Section 7

The winged red dragon screamed thousands of miles in the sky, and the sound was creepy. If it were an ordinary fighter pilot, seeing such a monster and hearing such a cry would have given up the idea of ​​fighting a long time ago, so why fight?If you feel scared when you meet a monster, no one will blame you. but. "We are F22!" Qiao Qiao yelled, being caught off guard as one dragon after another was killed. "Everyone heard!" The captain of the Fifth Squadron said calmly: "Just like the usual exercises, two or two cover each other to support each other. Each squadron will distance themselves and use triangular firepower to force them into the middle to deal with it!"

After speaking, all the artillery fire immediately organized into a dense death net, knocking down the approaching dragon. Those who can control the F22 are all the top pilots in the human world, and the battle situation can be reversed in an instant. More than a dozen evil dragons were shot to death by the shuttle and intertwined artillery fire, and they fell crookedly in the sky. Evenly matched scene. "I'm so sorry! I'll make you extinct today!" One person shouted, and two eagle claw cannons bit a dragon in the direction where it was fleeing in a panic, shooting its tail to pieces.

The dragon lost its tail, lost its balance and fell into the clouds. The flames sprayed by several evil dragons condensed into a ball, ignoring the air resistance and physical trajectory, and rushed straight to the sixth squadron covering the right wing, with a speed no lower than that of an ordinary missile. "spread!" The F22 fighter jets of the Seventh Squadron quickly dispersed. Those fireballs did not hit anything, but a series of dazzling fireworks exploded at the intersection point, disrupting the formation of the Seventh Squadron. "Don't panic! Do it again!" The captain of the Seventh Squadron said calmly, and opened fire to shoot through the neck of an evil dragon.The dragon's flame was halfway through, and when its neck was broken, the flame immediately burned its own head.

The well-trained formation was reorganized again, and the incoming flying dragon was suppressed with heavy firepower. "When I get home, I will definitely tell my son that your father used to be a Dragon Quest!" A man laughed boldly and shot down a dragon that was too late to spit out flames in the clouds. When the fuselage deflected, it shot off the wings of another flying dragon, which was unstoppable. Suddenly the clouds above broke up, and a dragon rushed down, hugged the F22 that the man was driving, folded its wings, and swooped down desperately with the dragon and the machine.

"Bastard! Can't pull it up!" the man yelled, as if he heard the scream that the metal fuselage couldn't bear. The dragon's strong neck rolled around the cockpit, and its evil eyes stared at the pilot inside with a smile.The plane collided vertically into the sea, and died together after a terrible loud noise on the sea. "Fuck! I'll help you!" So another F22 fighter jet, under the cover of the artillery fire of its teammates, rushed into the clouds occupied by more than a dozen evil dragons. In a blink of an eye, the broken bodies of three more evil dragons fell down.

All the pilots were pulling out all the stops, firing, and firing. A series of fireballs piercing through the will of revenge, shooting through the clouds reddened by evil fire. A methodical and strong battle against the endless dragons that march forward bravely. "Left wing! Watch out for the left wing!" "Who helps me get rid of the one behind, I can't get rid of it!" "What are they feeding these ugly monsters? No matter! We'll just feed them bullets!" "It's better to help me clear the way if you have time to joke! It's now! Fire!"

"Fuck! Forgive me, I'll take a step first!" "Fuck it! I got sprayed! Cover me with firepower, I'll go in and help everyone fight for a while!" At first, when each F22 was attacked and crashed, seven or eight winged red dragons were shot down into the sea. When the formation was impenetrable, two by two covered, four by four formed an formation, and the firepower overlapped, those winged red dragons were killed. There was no time to even escape. Abandoning the precisely locked missiles, everyone used the most powerful survival instinct to fight, using the naked eye, thumb, and intuition to kill those monsters with wings but no eyes in the crosshairs.

No one entertained the absurd fighting scene in front of them as a video game. Although their enemies didn't have a decent formation, they rushed out of the clouds in all directions endlessly, and they couldn't finish killing them no matter what.If there is even the slightest slack in the mind and the dragon pounces on him, he will be killed in battle, but his companion will lose the fire support of a fighter jet—to help each other in the same boat, kill as many as possible for the companion. "..." Only Lei Li had no idea what everyone was doing.