Chapter 21

For the Martian army, the gale is not an advanced equipment. In terms of speed, the gale will be abused by the unsa jackals. In terms of equipment, the modular jackals have a variety of configuration options. However, compared with the jackals, the gale has stronger mobility, variable swept wings to support its turn in the field, and the gale is positioned as an air-space dual-purpose air superior fighter, The jackal is a multi-purpose heavy fighter with different emphasis, but that doesn't mean the wind can't beat the Jackal! Especially when the jackal is hiding in an air mass and the radar detection range is very small.

Fisher, who was flying a fighter, glanced at the sensor. Because Europa's surface was covered with thick ice, the temperature in the area was very low, and the fighter's glass window was covered with frost.

"Attention, golden three, we can't let them issue a warning. Don't use missiles. Get closer and kill them with machine guns!" Fisher's long plane said on the communication channel.

"Copy that! Golden one! "

Although the gale fighter is not as diverse as the jackal, it is also equipped with several sets of heavy armor piercing missiles against ships and attack missiles against the ground. In terms of machine guns, Fisher likes the configuration of two laser guns and two 50mm machine guns, which can not only quickly attack enemy fighters, but also have the power of battle when encountering unsa warships, It can be said that it is a golden configuration.

The Jackal fighter in the unsa laboratory did not know that they had followed four bad guys behind their hips. Because of the shielding of floating dust and ice, their radar did not find the enemy less than 600 kilometers behind them.

Fisher did not turn on the enemy's radar, which was to prevent startling the snake, and Olympus mountain's ultra long range detector was like radar, providing them with flight correction data.

400 kilometers, 300 kilometers, 200 kilometers. When Fisher and the two jackals were less than 100 kilometers away, their radar found something wrong.

"Call the unidentified aircraft. You have entered the airspace of unsa facilities. I order you to turn off the engine and land immediately, otherwise we have the right to shoot you down!" The pilot of the Jackal fighter shouted on the public channel.

"Poof! These guys are so naive! Golden two, turn on signal suppression. Don't let them send a message! "

The captain of the golden squadron sneered with disdain, and then started the propeller of the strong wind.

Unsa's pilots didn't understand what these guys were doing. When they found that the other party didn't reply, one pilot switched the channel and planned to contact the ground, but there was only a rustle in the channel.

"They're approaching fast. It's a raid. Come on, spread out!" Seeing the unidentified aircraft suddenly accelerating on the radar, the unsa pilot woke up from a dream and tried to turn the nose to prepare for the battle, but it was only more than ten seconds before the strong wind with the accelerator turned on.

When Fisher saw the Jackal fighter looming in the thick air mass, the other party's turn had just been completed.

"Good chance!" Looking at the Jackal facing himself, Fisher didn't hesitate and pressed the fire button.

The two 20mm guns under the head of the wind turbine emit a striking blue light, which is generated when the armor piercing and ejection chamber accelerated by the magnetic track.

Then Fisher saw that half of the wings of the Jackal fighter disappeared.

"Lima one, I'm hit! Eject, eject! " The hit jackal pilot shouted for help to the base, but the radio channel was still rustling, and the other jackal could not protect itself at the moment. The golden No. 1 and No. 4 were sandwiched against him, and it was only a matter of time before he was shot down.

The unsa research base did not know nothing about what happened outside. After the communication was cut off, they immediately sent personnel to the surface to prepare for laser communication, and the soldiers on the ground just witnessed the scene of their fighter burning and smashing into the earth.

"Sir, airspace clearance!"

"Send ground troops. I want everything in that laboratory!"

Olympus mountain leaned towards the surface under the control of the helmsman. After the release port was opened, the robot troops and Marines ready to go immediately landed on the surface and launched random attacks.

Despite the great disparity in military strength, the earth army is not waiting to die. The security forces of Gongwei experimental base quickly take the elevator to the surface, build defense on the thick ice and resist layer by layer, so as to win time for the destruction operation inside the base.

Bullets, energy beams, plasma currents, and missiles converged over the battlefield. Because Europa was covered with a 100 kilometer thick ice layer, the defensive unsa troops did not have many permanent fortifications on the surface, only some mobile bunkers and automatic turrets. However, under their deadly counterattack and fire coverage, the attacking Martian colonial forces were suppressed on the ground by fire, Had to ask for support from the wind lick.

"Golden Squadron, wipe out their resistance!" A commander in charge of commanding ground operations roared ferociously.

"Copy that! Here we are! "

Fisher controlled the strong wind and followed closely behind the long plane. From time to time, tracer bullets crossed both sides of the fighter. The ground defenders were firing anti-aircraft machine guns, but the weak firepower was not enough to threaten the strong wind.

The fire control radar screamed, and a red frame flashed on the head up display, indicating that the radar has locked the target.

The roaring missiles and machine guns became the last straw to crush the camel. The exploding shrapnel swallowed up the defensive position. You know, Europa is not the earth. The temperature here is below minus 160 degrees, and there is even no oxygen. Once the space suit is damaged, low temperature and hypoxia will soon kill you.

The steel torrent passed through the outline of the front. The broken limbs of unsa soldiers were mixed with the water vapor melted by the explosion and soon frozen. The gurgling blood left bright traces on the ice, blooming on the planet like a painter's art.

The fatigued and fatigued robot troops are still advancing. The remaining unsa soldiers are like bubbles in the waves, and disappear with a single head.

"Golden Squadron, Olympus mountain is going to make a maneuver. You can land on the surface first and wait for us to come back!"

"Roger, can we participate in ground combat?"

"No, you can only enter after the robot is confirmed to be safe!"

"Well, I want to kill two more earth bastards!"

After landing the fighter on an open ice field, Fisher confirmed that his protection was intact before opening the cockpit.

"Number three, we're going to fight, and you!" The pilot shouted at Fisher.

"Can I walk around the battlefield and pick up a souvenir or something!"

"Of course, we'll come as soon as we go!" Speaking of it, Fisher's captain didn't care much about the airborne wingman. Anyway, he seemed that Fisher was gilded by the local fleet. He would leave after staying on the Olympus mountain to feel the atmosphere of war, so he didn't care. Instead, he ran to the elevator with his men.

Flying over, Fisher followed faithfully behind his ass. he carried a Volk assault rifle in his hand, a large folding shield in his left hand, and his scarlet electronic eye scanned the incoming snowstorm with vigilance.

Fisher walked silently on the battlefield just now. The potholes hit by missiles and shells on the ice have been filled with snowflakes. The bodies of the unsa soldiers who died in the battle not long ago are still lying quietly where they died. The Martian colonial army does not intend to collect their bodies, but fisher can see these dead souls wandering on the battlefield at the moment.

The light of the star torch shone again, and a strong golden psionic flame gushed out of Fisher's body, illuminating a world in the gray sub space. Then the souls of the war dead jumped into the flame of the star torch as if they had found their destination.

Fisher was in a cold sweat at this time. When countless souls poured into the star torch, they also brought their memories and reluctance into it. Fisher, like watching countless movies, experienced everything they experienced again.

Despite the protection of psionics, Fisher's spirit did not collapse because of these memories, but it still overdrawn his physical strength. However, as these souls made the light of the star torch brighter, the continuous power restored Fisher's physical strength and even strengthened his body again.

What is this? Fisher clenched his fist. The star torch not only strengthened his body, but also the fighting skills of the dead soldiers. Their experience also kept coming into Fisher's mind.

However, these experiences and skills are very vague, like broken words. Fisher himself has not been improved much, and more memories are like a stone sinking into the sea.

Just as Fisher was still remembering the memories pouring into his mind, the flying alarm suddenly sounded.

"What's the matter?" Fisher pulled out his pistol and looked at the storm in the distance.

The alarm drips data to Fisher's helmet mounted display, which shows signs of life in a crater not far from Fisher.

Fisher put the robot on standby and leaned over carefully with his weapon. It was found that it was a living unsa soldier. The other party was dying, but he was still holding a pistol that had been shot.

"Hey, hey!" Fisher came forward to wake up the soldier for treatment, but the next second flew over and showed up next to him. His assault rifle was aimed at the soldier.

"No!" Fisher grabbed the flying arm with such force that he even pinched the armor.

But he was still a step late. Volk's muzzle had spewed out a blue flame, plasma ammunition tore open the soldier's protective clothing, and the wound had been frozen almost in an instant. Although the soldier was still moaning in pain, Fisher knew that he was finished.

"Sorry!" Fisher put his hand on each other's helmet, and the flame spewed out and swallowed his body.