Dragoon fighter

At the service desk, Lin Mo and others used their competition ID cards to complete the registration for the death team battle.

As soon as the host reported the list of participants, almost all the pilots on the list rushed to the service station to report without waiting until 5 p.m.

Lin Mo saw two pilots with sad and gloomy faces.

No need to guess, you know that these two people must be rookies in the entry-level rookie group, and they are probably not soldiers. They are so unlucky that they were selected for this death battle. It seems that they cannot escape the fate of cannon fodder.

A large-scale air battle involving a total of thirty-two fighter jets from the two camps was equivalent to a national war between the world's top powers.

Death team battles are also large-scale battles that best test pilots’ air combat skills and fighter performance.

There are only living and dead people in this battle, and there are no cowards. The sponsors will not allow their pilots to escape without a fight in this kind of competition. Rather than being executed on the spot by their own people, it is better to fight vigorously.

"Hi! Everyone, I am 'Yuri'! This is my partner! It is an honor to fight with you."

"Yuri" would greet the other selected combatants as if he were out on a team outing. Regardless of whether they were familiar with them or not, he would first talk about the situation.

"Well, I'm honored too, 'Yuri'. I've heard of you. Your organizational skills are very surprising. I'm a 'Paladin'!"

A middle-aged man with a figure like a bodybuilding coach stretched out his hand to "Yuri".

"Lord Paladin! I am so happy to see you. It is my greatest honor to fight with you."

"Yuri" was shocked. This was a great god, a real special-level king. Which special-level person was not a strong man who had experienced nine deaths and successfully survived. His combat experience was extremely rich. Ten of his own were not enough to kill the opponent with one hand.

"Yuri" was flattered by the other party's active display of goodwill towards him. He quickly stretched out his hand and shook it, shaking it vigorously. Express your excitement.

"Mr. Paladin, you are too polite. I have to go all out to save my brothers and my brothers."

"Yuri"'s face was filled with admiration. Suddenly he won the favor of the special pilot "Paladin".

Foreigners have never known what modesty is, and they have to praise themselves to death. If it were replaced by the politeness of the Chinese, like saying "a simple meal is not respectful", foreigners who don't understand Chinese folk customs would have to flip the table on the spot.

In their eyes, there are only two interpretations of the Chinese people's politeness. The first is to deliberately fool them with poor food as real as pig food. It's basically insulting, but the second one is amazing. He actually hid something good and refused to take it out. It's so disrespectful.

There is only one final result. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces enter Beijing. If you don't give me the good stuff, I will grab it myself. Isn't this just looking for trouble?

The spirit-like "Yuri" is quite naughty and the special-level pilot "Paladin". The high-level pilots "Caesar", "Red Feather" and "Storm" struck up a conversation, and did not forget to say hello to the other five intermediate and four beginners.

With the existence of "Yuri", a familiar snake oil, "Paladin" secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Once the atmosphere becomes active, there will no longer be any barriers to communication.

It's good to have a familiar head. You don't have to worry about the opponent using you to block the gun during the battle. Maybe you can help him at a critical moment.

Don't look at this inconspicuous effort, sometimes it can be worth a life in battle, which makes it more important to be pleasing to the eye.

The high-level and special-level pilots didn't care about the death team battle. Except for the three members of the "Yuri" team, the expressions on the faces of the other two mid-level pilots and the four junior pilots did not look so natural. They were nervous. inevitable.

After all, this is not a one-on-one duel with a small team. Who knows whether a missile and a fighter jet will be shot down inexplicably in the melee after the war. Pilots with lower levels are more likely to die.

The organizer of "Abyss Nirvana" kindly provided a private box in the lobby of the mission center for sixteen pilots including "Yuri" and "Paladin" who participated in the death team battle.

This kind of pre-war communication is essential. It is very important to familiarize each other with their respective combat capabilities and fighting habits as soon as possible for the death team battle three days later. I believe that the participants in the Japanese army camp are doing the same thing now.

In team battles, it is almost impossible for individual heroes to survive. Only by relying on collective strength can they unleash unimaginable combat effectiveness.

No matter which country's army. Since ancient times, seniority has been ranked based on strength. As the most powerful special-level pilot "Paladin", he deserves to be the team leader by default.

Special-level pilots not only have rich combat experience, but also have considerable insights into team battle modes. The formation plan proposed by "Paladin" was approved by "Yuri" and everyone else without any objection.

No one can prevent themselves from falling in the sky, but as we all know, unity can add a little more vitality.

Perhaps one of the survivors would be me, so no matter which country or organization background they were in, they would unreservedly liberate their trust in the pre-war exchanges.

Everything is in the name of survival.

Honors, heroes, achievements, invincibility and other words related to "greatness and integrity" have nothing to do with the pilots participating in the battle. All participants are just to destroy their opponents and compete for the chance to survive.

Adhering to the principle of strong alliance, the "Red Feather" of the high-level group and the "Paladin" of the special-level group formed the first two-machine formation to bear the main attack power.

"Caesar" and "Storm" at the same level formed the first two-plane formation responsible for the attack.

"Yuri", Lin Mo and "Monkey" were originally a small group, and the captain "Paladin" never thought of splitting them up, and directly merged into a three-machine formation, responsible for defense and interception.

The other five intermediates and four beginners, with one intermediate and one junior partner, form a small two-plane formation, with the extra mid-level pilot serving as the battlefield support leader, responsible for filling leaks. and formation substitutes.

In this way, sixteen pilots formed seven combat teams and one free man, and quickly formulated a formation plan.

"Does anyone have anything else to add?"

"Paladin" wrote everyone's formation list on a piece of A4 printing paper, and drew the cruise flight formation array. The three aircraft arrays of "Yuri", Lin Mo and "Monkey" were at the forefront. , followed by four two-plane formations for the mid-to-primary phase, followed by the high-level and high-special-level formations for the third wave, and finally a mid-level pilot served as the reserve team.

If there are no problems, the sketch will be copied to everyone.

This way of ranking and setting up the formation is somewhat similar to Tian Ji's horse racing, with the upper fours facing the middle fours, the middle fours against the lower fours, and the lower fours against the upper fours.

Although some people are destined to be abandoned as sacrifices, the "Paladin" has paired each junior pilot with an intermediate ace as a partner, which more or less has a protective effect. The rest can only be left to luck. For now, let’s appease the newbies who are feeling uneasy in their hearts.

After all, they are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but they are afraid of teammates who are like pigs. The "Paladin" and others are also reluctant to see a scattered pattern in the team.

Therefore, the formation plan developed not only maintains the high-end combat effectiveness of the powerful combination within the team, but also maintains the low-end combat effectiveness as much as possible.

After all, to a certain extent, newcomers in the entry-level group can also use their numbers to regain some of the gap advantage.

"Can I tell you something? I just participated in the 'Abyss Nirvana' not long ago, and I am only in the eighth level now. The organizer of the competition asked us to fight like this, and the death rate is horribly high. This is completely asking us to die. Are all pilots now? Are they as ubiquitous as the hot dog stands on the street?”

The Moroccan pilot whose flight code was "Thunder" suddenly raised a question that no one could have imagined.

"Thunder" was the pilot who fainted on the spot when he heard that he had been selected. Although he dealt with it in time, he has now recovered. He is the one that the other pilots are most worried about.

What is a little reassuring is that in the discussion just now, he did not show too much fear or self-abasement, or even numbness.

Maybe he had already accepted his fate and no longer cared about whether he was among the people who survived the team battle, but this depressive fire always had to be vented.

However, this question has been carefully considered by every pilot participating in the war before coming to "Abyss Nirvana", and it has already become the answer to the fixed thinking.

"Thunderbolt, do you know how many pilots each country in the world can recruit?"

"Yuri" glanced at "Paladin" before speaking, indicating that he would answer it, and "Paladin" nodded in agreement.

"Thunder" was stunned, his lips twitched a few times, and finally he shook his head and said, "I don't know, does it matter?"

"Of course it does matter!" "Yuri" nodded in confirmation and continued: "Take jet fighters as an example. Every year, countries around the world recruit more than 7,000 pilots. The grounding age for fighter pilots is around 50 years old. They usually have about 25 years of flying experience, which means that the number of jet fighter pilots around the world that remains around the world is about 175,000, and sometimes it can even reach 200,000."

Many people pricked up their ears and listened carefully to "Yuri"'s revelations.

"Thunder and Lightning" even opened his mouth wide with a look of surprise.

"According to the information I collected, the average number of participants from both camps in each session of 'Abyss Nirvana' is about 1,100. Until the end of the competition, less than 30 people will survive in the end. Do you understand now? "

"Yuri" seemed to be telling everyone a terrible fact. The pilots killed in each "Abyss Nirvana" were just a drop in the bucket among the world's fighter pilots, accounting for less than six thousandths.

In terms of the "Abyss Nirvana" held every four years, human life is not valuable at all.

ps: Vote for my cousin for the year. (To be continued)rq