Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 83: Big Air Battle
"Mom, I'm scared, help me..." Xiange Yayi's heart-wrenching screams made those who heard it sad and cried, but unfortunately, there was no shortage of heartless people on this aircraft.
"Damn it, grown man, stop screaming like a ghost!" Miss Feiyin roared.
"Just look where I am and you'll know..." Xiange Yayi burst into tears.
While the enemy was still not close, I tilted my head and took a quick look, and suddenly, I felt an unprecedented sympathy in my heart.
Our poor elf shooter's attack position was right below me - to be precise, he was right below the entire aircraft. At some point, a transparent shooting position appeared in the belly of the aircraft, and two gun barrels that fired beams were extending sinisterly to the rear. The unfortunate guy was hanging upside down in the shooting cabin with his head down, and the vast land below was in full view, rapidly sweeping backwards. To be honest, a shooting position like this would scare even a mentally healthy person sitting there, and he would inevitably have the illusion that he might fall at any time, let alone a person with severe acrophobia.
"Boom!" Another huge explosion sounded, and our aircraft trembled and shook twice, "Ah..." Xian Ge Yayi's scream was immediately accompanied by a strong sense of suffocation, like the last gasp when a rope was strangled around the neck.
"Just quit and don't hold on!" Yan Zhen shouted with concern.
"If I could have quit, I would have done it long ago! I dare not open my eyes and cannot call up the system menu." It sounded like Xiange Yayi was in a very bad condition.
"The enemy is approaching, and we are about to enter combat. The countdown begins, 5..." It seems that the dwarf driver who is driving the aircraft is not a sympathetic guy.
"Take off your helmet, take off your helmet!" I was puzzled by the idea proposed by Yangtze River Delta: Xiange Yayi was obviously not wearing a helmet.
"Oh, I see. I'm taking it off!" Xian Ge Yayi answered fluently. I glanced at his hands raised to his head out of thin air, as if he was really taking off a helmet.
“…four, three…” The countdown continued.
"Oops, it's stuck!" Xiange Yayi's voice became hoarse.
"...One! The battle begins!" As this command was issued, the aircraft flipped in the air and narrowly avoided three dangerous light beams that were coming straight at it.
"Ugh..." A very nauseating sound came out of Xian Ge Yayi's mouth.
It seems that this aerial tumbling action came at a very inappropriate time...
"How are you? Are you okay?" Yan Zhen was a little panicked and kept asking.
"Now... now it's okay..." Xiange Yayi sat in the shooting cabin with his hands raised, his voice sounding extremely weak, "Look... it seems I really need to replace my brain wave sensor..." His voice seemed to be farther away than his current position, and there seemed to be an echo.
"What happened? Are you okay?" Niu Baiwan asked with concern.
"Luckily I'm still alive..." The Elf Archer's voice sounded worse than death, but even after hundreds of years, it couldn't conceal the hint of malicious mischief in it, "...If I hadn't drunk back what I vomited just now, I would have almost drowned..."
Everyone:"……"
It seemed that everyone had unanimously decided to ignore this disgusting guy for the time being.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I have to go clean my helmet first. I'll hang up now. Please call me after this part is over..."
"Get out!", "Get out now!", "You disgusting guy, you might as well die!", "That's right, the sooner you die, the sooner you can reincarnate!" Everyone cursed fiercely in unison again, followed by some uncontrollable laughter.
"Hmph, you bunch of heartless guys..." Xian Ge Yayi's body sat stiffly in the distance, but her voice gradually faded away.
I have no idea what happened to Xian Ge Ya Yi, but I am very sure of one thing: he can't be relied on in this battle at all.
"They are coming!" Niu Baiwan on the port side shouted loudly, and then opened fire at the approaching enemy. The weapon fired from his cockpit was not exactly the same as mine, it was two short, small balls of light, the power was obviously smaller, but it could fire continuously, the string of green light points merged into two flowing curves in the air, dancing dangerously in the air.
Unfortunately, his shooting skills were apparently not as reliable as his eyes. The dense light balls swept across, but only a few of them hit the target.
I saw a green line above each enemy plane, and some of the green lines that were hit were covered in red. I believe this is similar to the soul mark that shows the health value above our heads, and is also used to mark the durability of those aircraft.
I immediately turned the cockpit to aim to the left. Soon, an enemy plane flew into my screen. My hands were sweating as I carefully adjusted the angle. When the aperture in the middle of the screen captured it, I excitedly pressed the launch button with my right hand. A thick beam of light shot out and fiercely rushed towards my target, and then...
Then it passed behind the target and flew away into the distance where I couldn't see it.
I missed.
At the same time, my companions also took action. Beams of light flew in all directions, interweaving into a dazzling firepower net. However, strangely, this seemingly dense net did not play its due role. Only a few enemy planes were shot. Among them, only one plane ran into Ding Ding Xiao Ge's ammunition after passing through layers of fire lines, and finally exhausted the last bit of durability, and then fell headfirst with smoke.
Several lines of text immediately appeared in the upper right corner of the screen in front of me. The first line read: Player with the most enemy planes shot down: Ding Ding Xiao Ge. Quantity: 1. Below that were our names, and in the "Quantity" column behind our names, there were only "0s".
I couldn't help but curse inwardly, secretly envying the orc warlock's good luck.
Fortunately, there are only a few enemy planes approaching us at present. They did not launch any decent attack on us after approaching. Only two enemy planes panickedly shot two red beams of light at us from a distance. Fortunately, their accuracy was as unreliable as Xian Ge Yayi without glasses.
Soon, these hostile aerial killing machines turned around and flew towards us again. We fired in panic again, but still without much effect. The amazing luck of the orc warlock once again played a role, and only he successfully shot down the second enemy plane.
This is really a normal thing. You know, in my nearly ten years of adventure career, at least half of the time was spent constantly familiarizing myself with and honing my sword skills. I went through many hardships to win the qualification to receive further training from professional warrior coaches from all over the world. For me, holding a long sword in my hand is like an extended arm or a more solid joint. This is the familiarity with a weapon that can only be developed through long-term learning, training, and use, and even countless experiences of facing life and death. However, for us, a group of old guys who lived seven thousand years ago, to be exposed to a completely different high-tech weapon system again and to go into battle directly without training, it is simply playing a joke on the lives of each of us.
Thinking of this, a huge panic suddenly swept through my heart: Yes, we are all novices of this new weapon, and our poor performance is understandable and forgivable, but our enemies will never let us go. Once more enemy planes come to chase us, they will undoubtedly launch more crazy attacks on us, and if we are still unable to cope with this battle at that time, we will only face the fate of being destroyed by them.
And can my friends who are involved in the space still possess their magical ability to bring the dead back to life today, seven thousand years later ?
No one can guarantee this!
This means that every moment here could be our last. Each of us could die here—and I mean die here forever.
A chill ran down my spine, and my palms were sweaty. I didn't know if it was because of the fear in my heart or because I was holding the joystick too hard, but I felt my arms trembling slightly. I didn't know if this would affect my next aim, and I didn't know if my current state would be the final cause of my demise.
A heart-pounding and suffocating emotion suddenly gripped me tightly, and I realized how long it had been since I felt so scared.
The enemy plane attacked for the third time, and a beam of light finally hit the right side of our aircraft accurately. I felt the entire aircraft tremble violently, and then the groove on the screen in front of me that indicated the durability of our aircraft shortened a little.
This time, another enemy plane was hit. It was not hit by a single light bullet, but by a series of light bullets that hit the fuselage accurately. The huge destructive power of the light bullet was all stimulated at once on this unfortunate target, and it immediately exploded in the air, with broken fragments flying everywhere.
Strangely, it was still Tintin Xiaoge who destroyed the enemy plane for the third time.
If the first time was luck and the second time was coincidence, then the third time was still the same, there must be some special reason hidden in it. Immediately, the dark elf assassin Red Wolf thought of a reason that he thought the most likely reason:
"Fuck you..." he cursed, "...Ding Ding Xiaoge, are you cheating?"
"Bullshit!" the Orc Warlock was furious. "Cheating is useless! I am a player who practices experience with integrity!"
"Then tell us how you can hit the target so accurately...", "Yes, yes, teach us...", "I can't hit the target all the time, it's so frustrating..." Everyone immediately started talking at the same time, convinced that Ding Ding Xiao Ge was hiding some unique secret.
"I don't know either. I just aim like this and shoot like this..." Another string of light balls shot out from Ding Ding Xiaoge's cockpit and continuously hit an enemy plane that had just turned its nose and flew towards us, shooting it down immediately.
Well, although I don’t know what Red Wolf meant by “cheating”, I think he really did cheat…
Seeing that he had achieved such a brilliant victory, Ding Ding Xiaoge himself seemed a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment, looking at another enemy plane flying towards him and turning the cabin twice, and then suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted with joy:
"I see, I see, it's that simple!"
"Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?" Our president shouted impatiently.
"In fact, it's very simple, it's just a matter of lead time..." Ding Ding Xiaoge straightened the joystick and explained to us while shooting forward, "...My network laggy, so I habitually did everything in advance. Today I was surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe, and the speed was not laggy, but I still had the old habit, so when I aimed, I fired at the front of the enemy plane. You all try it, this should be the reason."
What Ding Ding Xiaoge said was indeed very reasonable, no wonder the beam of light I fired several times flew close to the enemy plane's buttocks. But the awe of this new weapon made me overly dependent on its own aiming system, and I didn't think about whether I could improve it, so I didn't dare to adjust its use several times in a row.
In fact, no matter where we are, no matter what era we are in, no matter how advanced our magic, science, and technology are, they should all be our tools, assistants to help us understand and transform the world. Our rationality and wisdom are our greatest reliance, which determines that we should be the masters of all this, rather than being scared off by the progress of the times and becoming slaves to machines.
I tried to aim the cockpit at an enemy plane that was flying across from the front. I moved the aiming circle in front of it according to the method taught by Ding Ding Xiao Ge, and then I gently pressed the launch button: the beam of light flew out and hit the middle of the enemy plane. Maybe it was because the firepower of the cockpit I was controlling was much stronger than theirs, and this beam of light smashed it to pieces. A bright fire flashed in front of my eyes, and it also illuminated my mood:
"It seems... this thing isn't as difficult to use as I imagined..."
Like me, my comrades who were at a loss at the beginning also found their sense and destroyed the remaining enemy planes one by one. When the last remaining enemy plane flew towards us, Niu Baiwan and Nocturne in B-flat minor even crossed their gunfire into a huge "X" shape, cruelly strangling the unfortunate guy in mid-air.
…
Soon after the first batch of enemy planes were destroyed, the second and third batches also approached us one after another. I could clearly feel that our enemies were increasing in number, their firepower was getting stronger, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to shoot them down. Those disc-shaped aircraft were the easiest to deal with, while the big ones with wings swept forward were much more difficult to deal with.
The most worrying thing is the one with a black body, huge wingspan, and a streamlined body similar to a ghost. It can not only shoot powerful destructive rays, but also launch a huge cylindrical bomb. This bomb flies very fast and is much smaller than other aircraft. If we can't blow it up in mid-air, it will cause great damage to our aircraft. When it first appeared, we were only hit by two of these bombs, and the durability instantly dropped to less than half. After that, we immediately reached a silent tacit understanding that we would rather take a few rays of attack than shoot down this dangerous guy as soon as possible.
Although each of us grew up rapidly in this unprecedented air battle and became more and more proficient in the operation of these weapons, a guy like Ding Ding Xiao Ge could even shoot down an enemy plane when it flew so far away that only a small black dot the size of a fingernail could be seen - I really wondered why this guy chose the warlock instead of the shooter, a profession that was obviously more suitable for him - however, as the war situation intensified, we gradually fell into an irreversible crisis.
What caused this crisis was the absence of elegant music and dance.
You know, the shooting position of Xiange Yayi is located in the belly of the cabin, which is the position with the widest field of view in the entire aircraft except for me. It can not only provide powerful firepower support to partners in all directions, but also is equipped with weapons as powerful as mine. Losing this important position means that I have to take on a heavier support mission.
But I couldn't fire in two directions at the same time. When I aimed at one enemy plane, other enemy planes would inevitably enter my blind spot. After I shot down one, it would be difficult to aim at another one in a short period of time. At this time, a fatal loophole was created.
In addition, what bothers me is the way my partners cooperate with me:
"Jeff, there are two enemy planes at the seven o'clock position. Give me the one on the left and you can take the one on the right!" The elf druid fairy came down to earth and shouted with her face on the ground.
"Seven o'clock? What seven o'clock?" I shouted in surprise.
"Bang!" We were shot.
"Three planes are coming from the three o'clock direction!" Fei Yin was in a panic.
"Where is six o'clock?" I was dumbfounded.
"It's right behind you!" Fei Yin cursed.
"Bang" we were hit again.
"Just talk behind my back, don't tell me what time it is, I don't know you!" I screamed madly.
"Ah, this is what young people are like nowadays. They only know about digital watches." Nocturne in B-flat minor shook his head and sighed.
This... Can anyone tell me what an electronic watch is?
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This confusion caused by communication problems caused us to suffer unnecessary losses, which made the battle even more difficult. When the durability of our aircraft was less than one-third, many parts of the aircraft were broken and deformed, and there was even a hole near the tail, which was still emitting black smoke, a huge monster appeared in front of us...
