"Chang Xu, my T-machine has entered the predetermined position, so drive away the sheep."

At this moment, such a voice came from Chang Xu's airborne communicator, and the one who spoke was Lem, the elite T-type pilot.

With Lem making such a report, the T-mobile he drove had landed on a high hillside in the center of the Emma Mountains, and turned on the fixed-point artillery mode. On both sides of the clearly angular fuselage, two fixed walls had stretched out and pressed against the ground.

The high-frequency electromagnetic railgun has also stretched out from the fuselage, and the muzzle emitting a faint blue light has slowly aimed at the direction where Yue Peng is.

Seeing that Lem had already been prepared, a light flashed faintly in Chang Xu's eyes, and then ordered one of the wingmen to drive him away.

"I understand." One of the wingmen responded, quickly left the air combat formation, and came to Yue Peng's right rear very easily, and then round after round of machine gun suppression.

Logically speaking, at this time, Yue Peng should be asking for full speed. If it were normal, Yue Peng could do this easily. However, at this moment, Yue Peng was shocked to find that no matter how fast he accelerated, it seemed to be useless. He could only watch the fighter behind him and come to the position he wanted to enter.

"What's going on?" Yue Peng couldn't help but make such a voice. He had previously engaged in air combat or simply running wildly in the air. This feeling was a little weaker, but when this pursuit battle required speed to get rid of it, it was already a little obvious.

Faced with the fire suppression of the wingman, Yue Peng could only be forced to change his course and sail towards the center of the Emma Mountains.

The students located on various stands can naturally judge the combat situation of the entire map in all aspects, and can even see that in the heart of the Emma Mountains, Lem has set up an electromagnetic rail gun and is waiting for Yue Peng's arrival.

"At this time, Yue Peng should speed up his escape. If he faces the T-mode, he will undoubtedly die."

"Yes, this seems unreasonable, why not accelerate?"

In the stands, the students were talking in confusion.

Just as everyone was talking, another wingman had already left the formation and entered Yue Peng's left rear, blocking Yue Peng's direction to the left.

In this way, Yue Peng had a fighter plane behind the left and right, and there were two fighter planes behind him, looking like a butterfly.

This is also a useful expulsion formation in air combat, called butterfly expulsion. Compared with locking wingshock, butterfly expulsion emphasizes a more stable way to lock the enemy aircraft.

Seeing this situation, all the students in the venue were worried about Yue Peng. The channel was fixed, and a T-machine in front was waiting for him like an executioner. Yue Peng was in trouble now.

In just a dozen seconds, the picture optimized by Yue Peng through the air combat helmet could clearly see that a T-type machine in front pointed the electromagnetic rail gun at him, just like a man holding a pistol and aiming it on his forehead.

However, Yue Peng's face was not too panic, and the expression on his face was as cold as a rock. He kept himself absolutely calm as much as possible, ran away all distracting thoughts, and his hands were neither fast nor slow. He adjusted the fighter jets in an orderly manner to avoid harassing attacks of the four fighter jets.

At the same time, looking at Yue Peng with pursuers in front and tigers behind, the entire air combat square had become silent, and everyone was fully focused on holding the light screen.

Lem, who was driving the T-type aircraft, looked at Yue Peng approaching quickly, and his hands were already ready to go, staring at the particle screen in front of him. With all kinds of data on the instrument, the muzzle of the electromagnetic railgun was also constantly locked through the radar and rotated slightly, and always automatically kept the muzzle aimed at Yue Peng's fighter jet.

"Come on, come on, Yue Peng, aren't you very fierce? This time, let you taste what the cannon meal tastes like." Lem murmured to himself, his index finger on the joystick cannon firing button.

One thousand meters!

Just as Yue Peng's virtual fighter entered this distance, Lem's mouth moved slightly, and then he decisively pressed the launch button of the electromagnetic railgun.

In an instant, in the flat and blue muzzle, oval high-speed rotating shells began to shoot out wildly, quickly bombarding Yue Peng.

"Die!" Under such a chance to win, Lem couldn't help but scream, as if he was really cheering for victory.

However, at this time, Yue Peng's face did not look desperate, but instead added a touch of coldness, giving people a feeling of gamble.

"It's now!"

Just as a series of shells were about to hit Yue Peng, Yue Peng roared like this abnormally, and then his hands began to run wildly, and a large amount of manipulation was output in a flash.

The next moment, I looked at Yue Peng's fighter plane and rolled out like lightning. This rolling is not conventionally based on the center line of the fighter plane as the axis, but alternately with the two wings as the axis. In the blink of an eye, it rolled out a breaking distance, directly avoiding the strike line of the electromagnetic rail gun, and unexpectedly avoiding the blockade of the four fighter planes behind me.

Stacked flip maneuver!

Staring at the people on the light screen, seeing Yue Peng performing such a move unexpectedly, he was almost stunned. It was because everyone understood how fast the stacked flip maneuver required, at least thirteen!

Without giving everyone too much time to react, while the electromagnetic railgun was still adjusting the angle automatically, Yue Peng's hand speed was still running at an ultra-high speed. While locking the T-mobile in front, he directly shot the second-level continuous shot!

Two arrow-type missiles were shot out, like two fangs of a beast, and blasted towards the T-type aircraft like lightning.

Boom, boom!

Along with two dull bursts, Lem, which could not be able to open the powerful shield, was directly smashed to the hillside.

Dead silence!

As Yue Peng completed the stacking rolling maneuver and killed Lem on the spot, everyone in the entire air combat square told the truth on the spot, staring at the shocking scene in the light screen without moving, almost turning into an "O" shape.

After the stacked rolling maneuver, the second-level continuous shooting was followed, and the whole set of actions was completed in one go. What does this mean? Yue Peng's hand speed has exceeded 13 indisputably!

Moreover, even if you reach 13, you may not be able to practice in a short period of time, not to mention that the second-level continuous shooting was completed at the moment when the stacking flip maneuver was completed.

Even Chen Tong, who was located in the private room No. 1, sat on the sofa, and all the expressions on his face had completely frozen.

The emergence of stacked flip maneuvers is proof! A person who can complete stacked flip maneuvers by himself has undoubtedly reached 13% of his hand speed. Does it take much effort to find someone else to take the exam?

Even if you say the flowers, it's nonsense!

coax!

After more than ten seconds of dead silence, looking at the entire air battle square, a fierce discussion suddenly erupted, like a rolling wave, completely submerging the direct dead silence.

"Then...that Yue Peng can actually complete the stacking flip maneuver? My God!"

"Let's see how the school explains it? The stacking flip maneuver has been completed, and is it false if his hand speed is 13.1?"

"The school is shameless!"

For a moment, such discussion began to echo in the entire air combat square, some were amazed and some were indignant, and the entire air combat square fell into chaos.

"Now, what else does Director Chen Tong have to say? Is it necessary to take the exam if you can complete the stacking flip maneuver?" Joseph Needham smiled coldly, pointed his eyes at Chen Tong, and said in a deep voice.

"Uh... Maybe it was just done by chance." Chen Tong thought for a long time before he put on such a sentence.

Boom, boom!

Almost as Chen Tong finished his words, two crisp bursts came again.

He turned his eyes to the light screen and saw that Yue Peng, who had no threat from the T-type machine and had escaped from the constraints, had turned his back on the enemy. After several rounds of battle, he directly shot down Chang Xu and the other two wingmen.

The remaining two wingmen were unable to organize any effective tactics, or pose a slight threat to Yue Peng who was in a rage.

From chasing Yue Peng with great momentum before, it has become a rush to be beaten by Yue Peng. At this moment, the battle has completely lost its suspense.

It is hard to imagine that the eight elite fighter planes were beaten so embarrassing by Yue Peng. The arrogant and arrogant aura of the elite class had been tortured by Yue Peng like a dog, and they were almost crying for their parents and then knelt down and begging for mercy.

Wellington, who was sitting aside, could clearly feel that this series of air combat matches full of gunpowder-smelling defeated now, Yue Peng's air combat skills seem to have improved again.

What makes significant progress is a kind of momentum, a kind of unyielding momentum that explodes after oppression.

"That's what's good, that's it." Wellington thought to himself.

In just five minutes, I saw that the last fighter plane of the elite squad was forced into a dead end by Yue Peng. A series of cannons fired, and after destroying the particle shield, a missile went up and bombarded it to pieces.

"The second group of competition is over, and the advanceees are in Class 6, Class C. Yue Peng." As Yue Peng controls the fighter plane to pull it out to the altitude again, the system broadcast sounds again.

At the same time, cheers suddenly sounded in the entire air combat square. In addition to the students in the elite class, students from other classes began to shout the names of "Yue Peng". At this moment, the students were already one-sided and leaned towards Yue Peng.

Most of the students are still quite simple. Yue Peng is definitely a real sword and attacked with all kinds of injustice and suppression.
Chapter completed!