Chapter 1133: The Birth of the Pig Head Three Team (seeking a monthly ticket)
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In order to show the importance he attached to this game, Chairman Leo Lei personally went into battle and sent out a signal flare.
As the red flare screamed into the air, it exploded.
The one-on-one battle officially begins.
Lorraine determined that the distance between the two sides when they set off was about two thousand meters, which was the edge of the artillery attack range stipulated in the official textbook.
More than 2,000 meters away, artillery aimed with visual sights fires dynamically between war fortresses, and the hit rate of the artillery strikes is almost zero.
When Lorraine was chasing and fighting the demons and their war fortress, the shooting distance was sometimes only a few hundred meters. And it was at this time that most of the important damage occurred.
At the very beginning of the battle, Ivan stared at the opponent's war fortress and excitedly shouted an order: "Brothers, go forward, charge~!
The speed of the prototype is not as fast as ours, and its firepower is not as strong as ours. As long as it enters the range, we will definitely win."
The mages and officers who operated the war fortress also shouted excitedly.
They had also just finished their training and were hurriedly assigned to their current positions. Like Ivan, they were all rookies.
It was the first time for these young people to see this kind of competitive competition, and their hearts were beating wildly with excitement.
They are not stingy with their exuberant energy and exert 200% of their strength.
Under their crazy control, the entire war fortress trembled, speeding up to the maximum capacity, roaring like a long arrow off the string, and rushed straight towards the prototype machine on the opposite side.
The commander of the prototype saw through his actions at a glance, and immediately ordered his war fortress to be raised quickly and try to distance himself from Ivan as much as possible.
Seeing this situation, Ivan refused to give in. He immediately took control of the war fortress, followed closely behind the prototype, and climbed up. Relying on his own speed advantage, the distance between the two sides continued to close.
Ivan stood on the command podium. He held up his telescope and stared at the opponent closely, watching the figure of the war fortress getting bigger and bigger until it filled the scale lines on the telescope.
The opponent is about to enter shooting range~!
Ivan turned his head suddenly and shouted excitedly: "Twelve o'clock direction, 6,000 feet away. Prepare to fire~"
Under the excitement, his voice seemed a little sharp and distorted. But everyone present was also excited and did not care. Instead, they agreed loudly.
Immediately afterwards, a mage next to him shouted at the top of his voice: "Sir, the artillery fire is ready~!"
Ivan glanced at the mage and tried his best to smile, but when it appeared on his face, the smile was a little distorted and looked rather ferocious.
The mage immediately became more nervous and stood up straighter. Just like when Ivan was a trainee officer under someone else. He was also a trainee officer under Ivan.
As young trainee officers, they all have a common characteristic - they are all cautious in front of their superiors, for fear of making them unhappy.
Unfortunately, Ivan didn't pay attention to the trainee mage's performance at all. Instead, he slowly raised his right hand while staring at the war fortress opposite.
The officer next to him hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice: "Prepare artillery fire..."
Then, he took another deep breath and waited for Ivan's right hand to fall before giving the order to fire.
At this moment, the prototype aircraft on the opposite side suddenly turned to one side and dodged away.
Finding that the target in front of him suddenly deviated, there was a sudden chaos in the fort.
"What's going on?"
"Grandma's, it's off."
"Quick, adjust the direction of the muzzle."
"..."
Amid the roars of the officers, the soldiers hurriedly adjusted the muzzles of their guns. However, at this time, they were extremely angry and found that although they tried desperately to adjust the muzzles of their guns, they could not keep up with the war fortress opposite.
When Ivan saw this situation, instead of being disappointed, he laughed out loud. Such a turn would only shorten the distance between him and him.
Immediately afterwards, he also loudly ordered the war fortress to adjust its direction accordingly.
Relying on sharp turns can avoid attacks, but it will also cause the side effect of slowing down. This is the basic knowledge he learned on the first day.
The prototype seemed to have given up on competing with Ivan for speed and increased its altitude again.
At this moment, the two war fortresses were chasing each other, and quickly shrank in everyone's sight, turning into two black spots in the sky. Only those with high-power telescopes could vaguely see clearly.
Those who could only search for targets with their naked eyes retracted their gazes in disappointment, and then looked eagerly at the people holding telescopes next to them, constantly asking about the situation.
Leo was holding the telescope in his hand leisurely beside him, and he was very happy while watching: It was indeed not as expected, this is really good. It was another free advertisement for his telescope.
Seeing that the distance between the war fortress on the opposite side and him had once again narrowed to a thousand feet, Ivan had already understood the cunning of the other party. He knew clearly in his heart that the fighter plane was fleeting. Therefore, he didn't care much. He immediately shouted loudly.
Order "Fire~!"
The mages simulated the rapid fire of artillery and fired several streams of ice arrows at the prototype.
But their shooting was immediately discovered by the enemy.
Because the distance between the two parties is too far, the other party is given sufficient time to react.
The prototype just moved up a little and dodged easily, without even fighting back.
Then suddenly it flies towards the sun, intending to hide in the bright light.
Seeing this scene, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: I thought it was so powerful, but it was nothing more than this.
"Grandma, they ran away again." Ivan punched the table angrily and ordered loudly, "Go after them and make them look good~!"
Relying on his speed advantage, Ivan kept closing the distance with the prototype, and opened fire quickly as soon as he entered the fire range.
Opposite him, Paulus sat elegantly on a special armchair, with his legs crossed, a glass of ruby-colored red wine in his hand, and he leisurely looked at the war fortress following behind him.
"Is it okay if you don't fight back?" A tall and thin woman next to her asked calmly, playing with the telescope in her hand.
Paulos smiled and shook his head, saying: "These rookies are not well trained, and they have many flaws. They only act according to the provisions of the manual. Their reaction is always slow, and they are too impatient. When they enter the shooting range, they can't wait to fire."
Just a little flexibility on our part is enough to confuse their minds."
"How long are you going to continue this boring pursuit?" the woman said dissatisfied.
"Okay. Prepare to maneuver." Paulus drank the red wine in one gulp and waved his hand to order.
The prototype machine judged Ivan's attack very accurately, and just turned around and dodged every time. This made Ivan increasingly anxious. He secretly warned himself: He had to change his tactics, and he couldn't do this again.
"Direction 11 o'clock. A thousand feet away. Why don't we fight? Boss." The little mage next to him asked nervously.
Yiwen said a hundred words decisively: "It's useless to fight like this. Get closer. The enemy must be at a distance where he can't hide."
The mages responsible for the attack clenched their staffs to accumulate mana, not daring to blink their eyes as they stared at the black war fortress not far away.
"Get closer, get closer, get closer...get ready~!" Ivan ordered nervously and excitedly.
At this time, a large cloud of smoke suddenly ejected from the prototype aircraft and instantly disappeared in the white smoke.
Before Ivan had time to slow down, his war fortress plunged into the smoke.
When he flew out of the smoke, Ivan found that he had lost the prototype. There was no trace of it anywhere around.
"Damn it, he can't be invisible, right?" Just when Ivan and everyone were looking around for the target with their eyes wide open, the prototype suddenly appeared from behind them like a ghost.
Seeing him, the little mage shouted in panic: "Behind us."
Yi Wen was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: How did it get around behind him?
Before Ivan could turn his gun, the prototype shot out an ice arrow, hitting the middle of the back of Ivan's war fortress.
He struck away and quickly fled backwards. One to zero, the prototype scored.
"Slow down, slow down, turn backwards~!" Ivan shouted urgently, slamming his staff on the ground.
After he adjusted his direction, the opponent had already dived and accelerated to widen the distance. Ivan once again ordered to increase the speed to the maximum.
The two sides appeared in the sight of the ground audience again, and the audience couldn't help but cheer.
Just as the two sides were racing at top speed, the prototype aircraft suddenly increased in altitude, and at the same time pulled out something like a flag from the rear, slowing down incredibly sharply.
Ivan watched helplessly as he passed by the prototype, and rushed in front of the prototype in the blink of an eye.
The spells cast by the mages all failed due to the opponent's sudden change of speed.
The prototype machine fired a few ice arrows calmly and landed on Ivan's war fortress, leaving behind an eye-catching ice flower.
The people on the ground watched with fascination and exclaimed.
Even Lester was speechless. He grabbed Lorraine and asked in a low voice: "How did you do this?"
Lorraine shrugged and said lightly: "It's very simple, just turn off the power source and release the parachute at the same time."
"Oh~!" Lester nodded in understanding, secretly wondering: What is this parachute?
Lorraine smiled enigmatically and explained: "To put it simply, speed is important, but in a one-on-one battle, only by being able to change energy faster can we better gain the initiative in air combat. This is what they need to learn.
The theory of air combat.”
The speed of the War Fortress is already the same as that of a propeller aircraft. The disadvantage is that it cannot roll. After the practice of the Flying Eagle Group Flight Research Institute, the air combat theory of the propeller fighter is also suitable for the War Fortress.
The advantage of the War Fortress is that it can adjust the direction of the muzzle at any time, so the advantage of a rear-end attack can only keep the opponent from adjusting the direction of the muzzle for such a short time. Just now, the prototype did not chase Ivan from the rear.
The one-on-one battle ended after only ten minutes of chasing and two shooting exchanges.
But just like this, the audience on the ground was hooked.
The performance of the prototype just now can be described as magical. The flight trajectory was erratic, the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the actions were unexpected.
Ivan landed on the ground, walked back to the VIP seats with a helpless and bitter expression, and saw the other eight people all with gloomy faces.
Ivan spread his hands, sighed, and said, "I've tried my best, but that guy is too weird and I can't catch him."
Parker patted Ivan's shoulder sympathetically and said comfortingly: "It's not your fault. We wouldn't be able to avoid this trick."
Leo held his belly beside him and laughed loudly. He said to Ivan: "Congratulations. Boy, you successfully won a pig's head for yourself. I have already typed the manuscript."
As he spoke, he held up a piece of paper and waved it in front of Ivan and the others. On it was a large, naive pig's head drawn.
Lorraine also praised: "This pig head is well painted. It has great charm."
Lorena nudged Lorraine with her elbow, but she still had a smile on her face.
Ivan only felt that his eyesight went dark. A miserable future was waiting for him, and he couldn't run away with his reputation as a pig-headed commander.
This will make you want to slap yourself hard on the big mouth, and secretly curse: I owe you a debt. I offended someone who shouldn’t be offended. One mistake will cause eternal hatred~!
When the other eight people saw the pig head, they immediately felt that their whole bodies were filled with the fighting spirit to win, and even their blood was burning.
With a resolute expression on his face, Parker said: "Brothers, what is at stake now is our reputation, we must not lose."
"If you don't succeed, you will be successful~!"
"If you lose, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life, come on~!"
The nine people instantly became murderous.
Lorena walked up to them. She glanced back at Lorraine and saw that he was studying the painting method of pig heads with Leo. She glared at Ivan and the others and whispered: "You idiots, you know how powerful they are."
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"Uncle, save me," Yi Wen looked like he was about to cry.
Lorena punched Ivan hard on the forehead and said: "Although the new war fortress is faster, you idiot keeps slowing down and adjusting the direction, and even hovers when turning backwards. In battle, it's
The enemy's favorite immovable target. You deserve your pig head.
Remember, keep the speed, and when turning back, you must make a high-speed arc turn. If you are overtaken by someone, immediately lower your altitude and accelerate. Do you understand~!"
Several people nodded seriously.
Luo Linna said: "Next time, the nine of you will be together all the time and work as a team, and there will be nothing they can do to you."
"Okay, we get it."
Luolina clenched her fist and encouraged: "Come on, boys."
After a half-hour intermission, the most attractive three-versus-nine team competition officially began. Twelve war fortresses made a thunderous roar and hung in the low sky.
The momentum is spectacular and shocking.
Just imagining the sight of them lining up in a line, firing on all cylinders, and bombarding the ground indiscriminately is enough to make people on the ground shudder.
Under the attack from above, no one can escape.
In the face of facts, everyone finally believed in that sentence: future wars will be dominated by war fortresses and artillery.
As a signal bomb takes off, the much-anticipated team battle begins.
The young mages pressed forward to the three war fortresses commanded by the instructors without hesitation, forming an arc formation to surround them in the middle.
The team of instructors moved neatly to one side and acted in a coordinated manner, as if they were controlled by one person.
Due to the different distances, the mages' reckless charge, although extremely brave, at the same time caused their formation to become scattered.
The instructor team immediately seized the fighter plane, and a prototype and two early-type war fortresses went straight to the one on the edge.
The commander of this war fortress found that he was one-on-three, but he was not afraid and rushed forward extremely bravely.
When he took aim at the prototype that was rushing ahead and prepared to attack, he didn't expect that the prototype suddenly turned and descended and slipped away.
The other two came up from both sides and gave him a blow each without ceremony.
Seeing this situation, the mage immediately commanded the war fortress to turn decisively and pounced towards one of the war fortresses - it was already damaged anyway, so he fought to the death to drag one of them down.
He rushed forward, preparing to flank one of the buildings with his companions, but the prototype suddenly appeared from behind, chased after its tail and shot him again.
Now the mage was panicking. He would be destroyed after two more hits, so he hurriedly moved to one side to avoid it.
At this time, the friendly forces rushed over as if their buttocks were on fire, but found that their companions got out of the way, leaving a gap in the originally tight encirclement net.
He couldn't help but curse loudly, but before he could take action, the instructors came to double-team him, and he had no choice but to avoid them.
The three instructors controlled their cars and retreated calmly through the gap.
At this time, the formation of the mages was in chaos. A few of them kept in mind Lorena's lesson and wanted to unite, but a few chased after them directly, and the formation was torn apart.
The instructors kept the same neat movements and flew in a circle around them in a triangular formation.
At this time, the mages changed their formations again. Those in the front wanted to turn around and fight, while those in the rear wanted to step forward and join the large army. They rushed together in the air.
Some even almost collided with each other and had to make emergency maneuvers to avoid them.
The instructors roared and flew over in a tangential direction. They surrounded a war fortress that was hovering and adjusting its direction to avoid it. They immediately started a group fight and fired five ice arrows at it in less than ten seconds.
This war fortress was declared destroyed and retreated from the battlefield.
The instructors' war fortress drew an arc in the sky and escaped again.
Ivan was extremely anxious. What Luolina said was good, but everything went into chaos in the sky. Nine people had different directions of action. As a result, more often than not, it was their own people who interfered with their own direction.
In the blink of an eye, one of them was dead and the other injured.
Ivan climbed up alone and separated from the large army. He came up with a good idea and looked for opportunities in the air. When the instructors came up again, he would follow and attack one.
The result shocked Ivan. The instructor came directly towards him. Seeing the three war fortresses attacking fiercely, Ivan knew that his teammates could not be counted on.
In desperation, he could only descend, trading height for speed, and escape far away.
The instructors were like butter knives, slicing lightly across the outer layer of the mages' formation, always shaving off a layer of them.
At this moment, even Lester on the ground couldn't see it anymore and slapped his forehead helplessly.
The instructors have a very obvious advantage. They are like three agile wolves, working together in a tacit understanding, while the faculty are like a group of geese, some moving forward, some retreating, some left, some right, flying around in the air.
There was even one time when the two war fortresses turned and almost collided with each other, causing everyone watching the battle on the ground to scream in surprise.
The instructors picked out the stragglers and those in confusion, swarmed up from behind, and focused their fire on them with a fierce blast. Before the little mage could launch a counterattack, he was already destroyed.
Ivan circled around the battlefield and flew back, got close to Parker's war fortress, stood at the window and shouted to him: "Follow me, let's go~!"
But Parker put his hands next to his ears and said he couldn't hear clearly.
Moving at high speed and crossing the distance between two war fortresses, it was simply impossible to speak clearly.
Ivan suddenly came to his senses, waved his staff and flew up, flying towards Parker's war fortress from the air.
After some discussion, the two decided that Parker would follow Ivan closely, and then Ivan would fly to the next comrade.
Relying on mouth-to-mouth messaging, Ivan finally united his three companions and followed the instructors' trajectory and flew all the way.
Paulus paid no attention to this tail, but in this short time, they had already killed four war fortresses without any damage.
If you kill two more, it will be three versus three.