split sky ride

Chapter 960 - Betting Round

"In the third round of battle, we can also design tactical traps. It involves psychological warfare and is divided into two phases. The first phase is..."

The combat pilots of the First Sovereign revealed their true nature as old cunts.

What others see is actually what they want them to see, and what others think is what they guide them to think. One thing is linked to another, and conspiracy is linked to overt conspiracy, making it hard to guard against.

However, the worst-case scenario cannot be avoided, that is, Chen Fei's next opponent is someone from the First Sovereignty, then all these plans will be in vain, and this possibility is not low.

As a remedial measure, the air knights of the First Sovereign each taught Chen Fei a move, all of which were killing moves against their own people, and others were completely unaware of it.

Chasing and feeding moves can only go so far, it is almost the limit of what can be done.

Despite having made so many active preparations, the combat pilots of the First Sovereign are not optimistic about Chen Fei's future performance in the "qualifying battle". There is a high probability that he will stop in the fourth round and miss the top 100.

Although Myron, the Sky Knight of the American Federation, looked down on Chen Fei's civilian background, there was one thing he could not deny.

In terms of military proficiency, there is a huge gap between civilians who have changed their careers and professional soldiers who have received long-term and rigorous training, and even talent cannot make up for it.

Before noon, the third round of the "qualifying battle" finally came to an end. Except for Chen Xiaoer, a very conspicuous outlier, the pilots who successfully qualified for the fourth round were almost all air knights. The ordinary combat pilots were almost all eliminated in the third round.

As lunchtime ended, the atmosphere in the hangar where the hundreds of flight simulators were located suddenly changed.

There seems to be some kind of hidden pressure that makes people feel heavy in their hearts, as if a huge rock is pressing on them, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Boarding number 152 'Garo', plane 01, versus boarding number 1341 'White Socks', plane 12, please board!"

"Boarding number..."

The fourth round of qualifying finally began one hour after lunch.

The atmosphere outside the battle hangar and at other viewing points seemed to be affected. The joy that originally filled the air had now completely dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

There are 222 participants in the fourth round, 200 of whom will board the first batch, and the remaining 22 will board the second batch.

Maybe his luck had run out, but Chen Fei happened to be among the second group of 22 people. When he scrolled through the list, he couldn't help but gasp.

The first sovereign accounts for 40% of the population, so he probably cannot escape the civil war.

"Don't worry, just do your best!"

“It’s amazing that you’ve come this far!”

"Half the battle is won just by standing here. According to the original plan, just use the killer move. Don't hesitate. Just do it with your eyes closed."

"Don't give us face, beat us to death! I won't hold back!"

The fellow villagers guessed Chen Fei's thoughts and comforted him one by one, saying that it was important to maintain a good mentality and not to lose most of the game before the game officially started just because of a breakdown in mentality. At this level, there was basically no difference between losing a little and losing everything.

There are also words that make people laugh and cry, and can't tell whether they are good or bad.

"You know us, the people of the First Sovereign. We are experts in civil wars but amateurs in foreign wars. Maybe you can win! It's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. What if it works? Luck is also a part of strength!"

Chen Fei: "..."

These guys must have done this on purpose!

At this point, there is no point in giving any advice. It all depends on luck. Even though it is not very reliable, it is the only chance.

Chen Fei walked out of the "encirclement" and came to the betting point outside the hangar.

"Bet 10 Star Dollars on me to win!"

Placing bets at the opening of the market at the Air Force base is a small operation, and the dealer has the support of the base command behind him.

And no matter how much you gamble, the amount of the stakes is not considered a big gamble. Compared with the price of a combat aircraft, that amount of money is just a tiny amount.

You drive a million-dollar Maserati and rumble on the ground.

I'm flying a three million dollar Liuye in the sky.

Who is old-fashioned?

I won’t mention Mr. Ba, it’s tens of millions, or even more expensive!
"1 to 13, are you sure?"

It is rare for a bettor to see himself betting on his own candidate.

"1 to 13?"

Chen Fei frowned. Not only were the people of the First Sovereign not optimistic about his results in the fourth round, but even those who were the dealers and bet takers had the same inference.

"uh-huh!"

"Then bet one million star dollars!"

Chen Fei paid six figures directly.

The dealer has the backing of the Barksdale Air Force Base, so he is not afraid of defaulting on his debt for the tens of millions of star dollars. At worst, he can tow away an active combat aircraft to pay off the debt. Not only will he make some money, but he will make huge profits.

"Then...good luck to you!"

That’s all the punters can say.

We have already reached the fourth round of the "qualifying battle", which is enough to brag about for several years. We should quit while we are ahead instead of wasting such a large sum of money.

"Thank you!"

Chen Fei turned and left.

The first batch of battles in the fourth round basically ended within half an hour.

Because some battles were so fierce, the flight simulator's cockpit automatically disassembled and opened after the battle, and the air knight inside, who had exhausted his fighting spirit and magic power, was carried out.

Flying is also a physical job. If your physical fitness does not meet the requirements, you cannot become an air knight at all, and you may even be eliminated in the first round of screening.

The second batch did not need to be notified. The 22 participants chose flight simulators on their own and entered the simulated battlefield one after another.

"'Adam', release all reconnaissance drones, release landing ships, prepare individual air defense missiles, and deploy 400 combat robots..."

Although they had not officially engaged the enemy yet, Chen Fei had already arranged the battlefield for himself at the first possible moment.

The right time, the right place, the right people.

The time is unknown, the place is right, and the people are right? Only him!
The thing that Chen Fei was most worried about happened. The opponent in this round was none other than the air knight of the First Sovereign, the "Mad Demon" Sun Ruzheng from the Western Theater. He was famous for his air combat skills called "Mad Forest and Volcano". He rushed like a madman, attacked like a forest, changed his moves like fire, and won as surely as a mountain.

The prefix "Crazy" means that he is good at seizing the opportunity to attack, taking the initiative and never giving the opponent a chance to counterattack. He is a master at seizing the rhythm. Chen Fei's opponents in the first three rounds were far from comparable to him.

Therefore, Chen Fei tried his best to use the resources in his hands, and first used the tactic of waiting for the rabbit to come to him, or in other words, an enhanced version of luring the enemy into a trap.

Five minutes passed, and the reconnaissance drone that was launched did not capture the signal of the "crazy" Sun Ruzheng's crystal energy jet. It was as if the opponent had disappeared in the simulated battlefield, or even did not appear at all.

However, the latter possibility does not exist, and passive response will result in loss.

The ground of the simulated battlefield was a mountainous area with many hills and forests. The combat robots dropped from the landing ships carried anti-aircraft weapons and seized the commanding heights. Within a radius of 50 kilometers, there were as many as a hundred anti-aircraft firepower points.