Chapter 671: dance

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Phoenix Mountain military airport in southeast Phoenix.
With the automatic door of the 35-degree tilted underground ejection channel opening in the airport tower's still unrelenting emergency strike signal, dozens of Chuckner [Fighting Dog] land-based fighters broke like an arrow off the string Out of the sky, straight into the sky. On the long runway of the airport, a heavy long-range bomber also taxied and took off successively, roaring into the sky.
"Fighter cluster formation is completed," Colonel Pan Fei, the pilot of the long plane, glanced at the coordination system and gave a thumbs up to the tower command room on the communication screen, switching the communication channel, and said loudly: "The rear cluster has arrived. Let ’s meet up with the slow guys first. "
"Understood, sir."
The voices of pilots came from the communication channel.
Pan Fei turned the joystick, and the fighter plane whistled northwestward. A few dozen kilometers away, the fleet coming from major cities in the east of Phoenix had already appeared in the clouds. Nearly 500 fighters and more than 300 bombers formed a huge cluster. It is like a group of migratory geese. Densely covered the sky.
The Chakner Land-based Air Force 101 Flying Brigade led by Pan Fei is composed of eight fighter squadrons and six long-range bomber squadrons, for a total of 56 fighters. Because they are stationed in Phoenix, which is only three or four hundred kilometers away from the front line, they are also the last brigade to take off.
The flying fighters led by the team, like a kite, swayed their wings in the wind, slowly rose to a height parallel to the aircraft group, and merged into the formation. Pan Fei switched the communication channel, sent a signal to the crew chief, and looked up.
As the fighter planes flew, the clouds in the sky, like the diffuse white smoke, were ripped backwards. The silhouettes of the fighter planes around them were looming, and there was a huge roar, even the cabin lid could not be isolated. The ground beneath the ephemeral blooms in the cracks in the clouds was blocked again. Only the glaring sun reflected in the lake pond remains in the retina.
The aircraft flew northwest, and in the command and coordination system, the attack coordinates from the radar had appeared. Command sounds and answer sounds were one after another in the communication channel, signal lights were on, and the bomber's huge figure pulled up. A few moments later, thousands of missiles flashed out of the wings of these big birds with taillights.
And as the radar sounded the alarm of the enemy aircraft group, half of the bomber groups that had completed the mission were left and half to the right, just like the leaves that were blown away by the wind, they fell far behind and turned back.
"It's our turn, boys," Pan Fei's earphones heard the ace pilot, also known by Major General Li Ke, the commander of the fighter group, with a little Kunlun star accent: "Pull the formation, the first team is in front , Interspersed time after time, don't rush too much behind. Let us teach them a lesson. The fathers and fathers bless Chuckner. "
"Long live Chuckner ..." on the communication channel, the pilots excitedly sounded like they were attending a gathering of beautiful women.
Hundreds of Fighting Dogs fighters roared in the sun.
When Pan Fei put on his tactical helmet and activated the goggle electronic fire control system, he finally glanced at the ground. He was surprised to find that the cyan armored force that had just arrived at Lei Fengxing just like a herd, facing the west, fluttering.
Their formation is very open and fast.
The mechas running at full speed are like a high-speed cheetah moving side by side. The undulating ground, like a mottled carpet, retreated quickly under their feet. The dense woods on both sides were left behind by them instantly. Their speed is not much slower than a fighter!
In front of them, the smoke was already billowing, and the fire was soaring. Endless explosions of light swept across the horizon. In the jungle hillside, Chakner infantry in dark green uniforms and chachner mechs covered with scars are desperately blocking the attack of the armies of the West Rio.
The sirens of the radar and the command of the battle arrangement of the command system are shining constantly.
Blood is burning at this moment.
"Follow me!" Pan Fei pulled down his goggles. Pushing the joystick vigorously, leading the wingman, greeted the overwhelming group of enemy aircraft.
When the fighter plane crashed into the enemy aircraft cluster in the criss-cross sky of missiles and energy guns, and seemed to disturb the sky and the birds, he knew that the armored force below also roared and hit the enemy in the dust.
At this moment, they are fighting side by side!

"kill!"
A roar resounding through the clouds, like a thunder burst.
During the fierce battle, the Chakner soldiers suddenly found countless blue mechas fluttering beside him. These steel behemoths roared, pulling out a sharp roar of breaking air in the air, leaping over the position and rushing towards the mech regiment strangling at the front of the position.
"The reinforcements are here!"
"The bandit army is the bandit army!"
The cheers burst out, and the hearts of the already exhausted Chakner soldiers seemed to be filled with something at once, and a burst of blood surged over his head. Yell.
On the left side of the position, a cyan mech force rushed out of the mountain and entered dozens of Japeng mech groups that were accelerating the charge. On the right side of the position, another cyan mech unit rushed straight down the hillside, swept forward, and instantly overwhelmed more than a hundred Sousse nine-generation mechs besieging Chakna mechs.
There is also the left side of the position, the right side of the right ...
Seen from a height, the cyan figure flashed everywhere on the front line as wide as 20 kilometers.
These high-speed rushing armored clusters did not stand still for half a minute, and did not even greet the frontline soldiers. They moved directly from the hillsides and trails behind, splitting their heads, crossing the rest of the respite troops, crossing the fierce positions on the front of the mountain, and crossing the chakna armor desperately fighting, like a giant dam The flood of water from hundreds of gates, with unstoppable majesty, roared into the enemy's armor cluster.
Engage! ! !
"Boom!" A violent explosion spread around with the screams of the initial burst. Immediately, countless energy guns or, as the collective fire of the cyan mechas fired, resounded throughout the mountainous area.
On the battlefield with a circle of hundreds of kilometers below Banyun Ridge, the same violent sounds sounded everywhere in the woods, mud and grass slopes .... A stream across the battlefield, like a long snake swept by machine guns, and countless stones and water splashes were thrown into the sky and splashed around. The criss-crossing armored clusters of the West Rio are like being suddenly bitten by a group of piranhas for hundreds of times.
"Marazzi, look!" A smug sergeant Chakner grabbed his companion beside him, and excitedly pointed his finger at a small hill opposite.
His companion Marazzi, who was dragging his head and shaking his head, had only a pair of big white eyes and white teeth left on his smoky face. He swayed his teeth with a grin, his eyes on the countless fighters flying over his head, only when the corporal was about to go mad, he followed a Sos in the sky and hit the black smoke after being hit. Fighter, look in the direction of the taxi driver's finger.
On the hillside, more than ten Suss [Mad Men] mechas got out of the woods. These mechas burst into the ground at high speed, mud turf, shoveled by the anti-slip teeth of the mecha steel mechanical legs, and a few big trees fell to the ground after they rammed.
Marazzi's eyeballs were fixed in the middle, and his wide eyes were all white. He saw that the dust was flying, and the hillside below, two cyan mechas were like arrows from the string, and they were greeted by the Sus mechas and killed.
Sousse's [madman] mech, but an infantry nightmare. This machine, which has followed the design and industrial manufacturing of Sousse's arms, has always been tough, rudimentary, and has no beauty or modification. It has powerful destructive power. Its two Paris high-density energy cannons can fire six hundred and one hundred millimeter-caliber energy cannonballs per minute, and four smaller-caliber energy cannons with a rate of fire of up to six thousand rounds per minute.
The designer of this mech is a fanatical believer of firepower first. He turned this single-armed mech into a mobile fire fortress. Even compared to most medium-sized mechas, [Madman] 's firepower is not inferior. And more importantly, this crazy designer did not reduce the most basic melee characteristics of the nine-generation mecha. The madman's melee, even in the face of Feiyang's punishment at the peak of the ninth generation, shows no weakness.
At a distance of two or three hundred meters, facing fifteen or sixteen [madman] mechas, the two strange cyan fat mechas are almost dead. Moreover, they still attack from the bottom up. It only takes a little time, and they will be swept into a sieve by the opponent's artillery and beat into burning scrap iron! ! !
The mecha of Suzie opened fire. The violent artillery fire confirmed Marathi's guess. That firepower can no longer be called firepower, it was a gust of light with a blazing blaze, and in a blink of an eye, it completely enveloped two blue mechas.
On the position, the sound of guns and guns were made in unison, and the soldiers desperately fired at the opposite hillside with a thin firepower.
Marazzi grabbed a portable missile launcher, pressed the button violently before he could lower the stand. The huge recoil of the tail-piercing armor-piercing missile slammed the one-meter-nine, two-hundred-jin man with a long face into the ground.
As he fell, Marazzi saw that a missile with a winding path in the air plunged into the hillside where the Sous Mech group was located. With a violent explosion, he was surprised to find that two blue The sound rushed up the hillside in the flash.
boom! A Suzian mecha turned into a burning fire. Immediately after that, another Sousse mecha lost its legs and rolled down the hillside. Marazzi didn't have time to blink, and saw the third and fourth Sousse mecha split in the explosion. In this tragic scene, two cyan figures, like two gods of death, brandished a sickle.
The Messi mechas who were approached by them, without exception, were fatal blows.
The artillery on the position had already stopped, and the soldiers stood in the trenches, staring blankly at the hillside in front of the position. Watching the two cyan mechas, walking through the Sousse mecha at an astonishing speed, watching the Sousse mecha shells, chasing the ground behind their buttocks. Watching them use their incredible walking and attacking movements to dismember the armor of each Suzs machine.
That's not the movement of the mecha control specifications, nor the slow, one-shot, and paused movements of the mecha warriors that you often see.
It was a dance, smooth as water, as murderous as hemp!
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