"Wow." Yue Peng couldn't help but make such a sound. Although Yue Peng had seen such an advanced gadget, seeing it and operating it personally were completely different things.

Especially compared to his quantum optical brain, which can't even display clearly on a single-light screen.

Just sighing a little, Yue Peng did not forget the business because of this, and quickly transmitted the image information in the liaison device to the quantum optical brain, and then shot down the first batch of twenty pictures in about twenty-eight seconds.

, intercept them all.

Yue Peng then used the air combat image editor to compile his virtual fighter, as well as the specific positions and postures of the densely packed enemy aircraft, into the air combat image editor.

After a full two minutes of calculation and analysis, looking in front of Yue Peng, a total of twenty light screens were generated on the left and right. On each side, there was a holographic sketch, eliminating all unnecessary geographical scenes. Red represents

Fighters, blue represents our own fighters, green represents terrain.

Around this graph, dense data is constantly flashing and can be retrieved at the same time.

Compared with before, such graphics are easier to observe and more intuitive, and various data can play an absolute assistive role.

Then, Yue Peng began to play these simple diagrams slowly bit by bit. Since each time it was stuck at about twenty-eight seconds, there were already some common rules and unique cracking methods. It was just Yue Peng.

Peng has not been found yet.

"Um?"

Ten minutes later, after playing it slowly seven or eight times, Yue Peng couldn't help but make such a sound, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

According to the auxiliary lines of the air combat image editor and the ultra-low speed slow playback, Yue Peng finally discovered one thing in common among the twenty images in front of him, that is, the first missile he shot down was all at his ten o'clock position.

One missile, followed by other missiles, swarmed up and blasted him to pieces.

"As long as I can kill this enemy plane first, I seem to be able to dodge other missiles!" Yue Peng murmured to himself, and the thoughts solidified in his mind started to work again at this moment.

In order to confirm the absoluteness of this rule, Yue Peng immediately retrieved twenty images and then compiled them into the air combat image editor again.

As the next image appeared in front of Yue Peng, Yue Peng finally concluded that the culprit was the fighter plane located at his ten o'clock position. As long as he could kill it first and then concentrate on avoiding other missiles, there would be no problem.

With this series of analysis, Yue Peng's eyes were already sparkling with light, and then he input all the fighter data at the ten o'clock position into the air combat image editor for detailed analysis.

Then the air combat image editor gave a series of detailed data about this fighter. According to its movement pattern, if this virtual fighter is driven by a pilot, the hand speed should be 11, and other fighters should be around 9 to 10.

, if you want to get the upper hand and strike first, your hand speed needs to be at least 11 or above. The higher the hand speed, the greater the chance of getting the upper hand.

With such a discovery, Yue Peng has found hope of breaking through Challenge 3. What he needs to do now is to use simulated images to constantly find the best way to shoot down this fighter plane to ensure that it is foolproof.

For a time, Yue Peng had completely entered a world of selflessness, desperately carrying out simulations in all aspects.

Similarly, the performance of this professional air combat quantum optical brain is also extremely powerful. No matter how abnormal operations Yue Peng performs, the operation is smooth and fast.

When Yue Peng was almost busy with the matters at hand, he yawned and realized that the time had unexpectedly reached four o'clock in the morning.

"Damn it, I forgot the time all of a sudden." After solving the big problem in front of him, Yue Peng was in a good mood. Without saying anything, he took out the last bottle of nutrient solution, opened the cap and drank it in one gulp.

After celebrating, I washed up a little, fell on the tattered bed, and fell asleep.

Even in his sleep, Yue Peng dreamed that he had broken through challenge three and reached challenge 40 with a hand speed of 11, and the reward was how to make a money printing machine.

He slept until dawn. When Yue Peng opened his eyes again, the late autumn sun was already hanging high in the sky. He squinted his eyes and looked at the communicator on his wrist. The time had already reached ten o'clock at noon.

It's two o'clock.

"I didn't expect to sleep for so long." Yue Peng murmured softly, then stood up, habitually sat up and performed the first five sets of Wanroujun Gymnastics, and then fumbled to practice the sixth set, which has been marked.

You have to go into detail and focus on strengthening the hand-eye coordination ability.

The cooperation and coordination ability of hands and eyes is also a very important one among the various indicators of a pilot. If the eyes, hands and movements are good, then Cai can achieve the state of human-machine integration mentioned by Wellington.

This is what good pilots must achieve.

After performing the first five sets of movements three times and the sixth set of movements with stumbling steps, Yue Peng tidied his clothes a little, then took out a fourth-level energy pool from under the bed, and put it in

In the backpack, and then go out directly.

Now the level four energy pool stolen from the Cerro Military Base is almost exhausted. Counting the one in the backpack, there are only three pieces left.

Fortunately, the third challenge has been revealed, otherwise Yue Peng would have died of panic. A level 4 energy pool requires 20,000 blue shields, which is only enough for Yue Peng to use for two hours, but it will take three days of hard work.

And he has to stop eating and drinking.

"It seems that pilots really waste money." Yue Peng sighed again, then locked the door, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the nearby road, and then prepared to find a taxi to go to the Falcon Air Combat Entertainment Plaza.

, continue your own challenge three.

Half an hour later, Yue Peng stepped out of the taxi. At this time, Yue Peng saw several luxury electromagnetic vehicles parked at the entrance of the Falcon Air Combat Entertainment Plaza.

Scenes like this might be common in other air combat entertainment plazas, but not so common in this secluded Falcon Air Combat Entertainment Plaza.

However, Yue Peng didn't pay too much attention. He straightened his black baseball cap and stepped into it.

It's still the same old routine, give money, the door card, and then follow the steps to the second floor.

However, just when Yue Peng stepped onto the second floor and was about to enter the private room according to the number on the door card, Yue Peng suddenly saw a tall man with slightly red skin walking towards him.

came over, and this person was none other than Qiu Ji!

Yue Peng had never paid attention to Qiu Ji, let alone knew him.

On the other hand, Qiu Ji was already very resentful towards Yue Peng, or Xiao Yueyue, and wanted to cut him into pieces to vent his hatred for the last time he messed up the situation.

The reason why he appeared here was firstly because there were no classes in the afternoon, and secondly because Min Mo specially invited him, hoping to get Qiao Yuanlin's support. However, it didn't go well because according to Qiao Yuanlin's usual behavior, it was useless.

People like you will not stay around.

But Min Mo was in serious trouble in Qiao Yuanlin, a person who had no use or value.

Seeing the signature black baseball cap, he walked straight towards him. Qiu Ji couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes. However, he didn't get too angry because he still remembered Qiao Yuanlin's words in his mind.

If anything, it is extremely shameful for others to bully others in air combat and to cause trouble for others in real life. It is an extremely shameful thing in the Kanto Air Warfare University and even among the entire ranks of pilots. Once discovered, not to mention losing face, one will be severely punished in the school.

punishment.

However, having said that, how could Qiu Ji swallow this tone? Just when Yue Peng and Qiu Ji were about to pass each other, Qiu Ji not only did not give in at all, but instead thought about Yue Peng.

Damn, Yue Peng wanted to hide, but in the end he was just a little too slow.

Qiu Ji, who has been promoted to the second grade, has a hand speed of 12, and he is from the aerial combat system. A strong body is essential. On the other hand, although Yue Peng is tall, he has been eating for a long time. In addition,

I have been vomiting continuously in the past few days, and it is inevitable that my body will become a little thin.

This collision gave Yue Peng the most intuitive feeling, as if he had hit an iron plate. He couldn't help but make Yue Peng take two steps back and almost sat down on the ground.

"You brat, watch your steps, where are you going to hit?" Qiu Ji glared and bit back.

Hearing this, the corner of Yue Peng's mouth moved slightly. It was clearly this guy who bumped into him just now, so he didn't rush to avoid it.

He almost knocked himself over, but he still came up with such a provocative face.

Yue Peng wanted to fight back, but he hesitated and gave Qiu Ji a slight kiss. He was almost 190 centimeters tall and well-dressed. More importantly, this guy seemed to be here to cause trouble and fight alone.

Two Yue Peng may not be opponents in a single fight. In terms of background, what does Yue Peng have? Nothing, but this Qiu Ji seems to have a great background.

With this series of thoughts, Yue Peng slightly suppressed the anger in his heart, showed a faint smile, and then said kindly: "I'm sorry."

After saying that, Yue Peng dexterously bypassed Qiu Ji, and left directly to his private room without giving Qiu Ji the slightest chance to get angry.

However, the moment Qiu Ji turned back to look at Yue Peng, Yue Peng discovered that he was also looking at him while walking. The black brim of his hat completely blocked Yue Peng's eyes, as if he was memorizing his appearance.

, this feeling made Qiu Ji feel very bad, and he wanted to find trouble again, but found that Yue Peng had directly entered the private room.

"Damn kid, don't let me find a chance, otherwise I will definitely make you look good." Qiu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, muttered to himself, and then walked downstairs.
Chapter completed!