Orc Tyrant

"Ok?"

The sound of the communicator awakened Richthofen from his trance. He shook his head and forced himself to concentrate.

Through the hatch, he could see a large number of Ouke gathered underneath, and they were heading towards Dongchong and divided into three groups.

It must be the army of three Ouks, and Richthofen knows their names-Split Skull, Bloodfang and Blood Skull.

They are led by the warlord and will meet the tyrant and are also the target of Richthofen.

"Develop a formation, ready to fight at any time."

There was no interception by the Okker along the way, and Richthofen felt that obviously his previous trick seemed to work.

He specifically flew towards the airport of his old rival for a while, and the opponent would definitely take off instinctively to the planned interception area. In the process, as long as Richthofen’s team turned, the commander of the Ouke United team He will definitely be at a loss and will even go to the airport where he is to attack.

There have been such cases, so Richthofen's mouth squeezed a smile.

There is nothing more interesting than playing with the opponent.

"Sir! My radar scanned an enemy plane above us!"

But a sound full of electromagnetic noise broke his illusion, and Richthofen glanced at his radar display, and there were indeed dense flashes on the edge.

And these shining points are still marked, which means...

"Damn it! They came after it!"

Before seeing its shadow, hearing its sound first is the common ground of almost all Ok, including their war machines.

Richthofen didn't need to take off his earmuffs to hear thunder from a distance—the roar was so strong that the sealed hatch could not completely cover it.

"Boss! Flying oil like this may not be enough!"

"Shut up! Hit it first! Attack!"

Uzgab roared and pushed the joystick forward violently. The fighter jet sank randomly and began to pounce downward at a forty-five degree angle, like a vulture staring at a rabbit.

He knew that Kimzod was right. With the engine fully increased, the skystrider's range would be shortened to the original level, but he had to do so.

Because of the news from the rear tower, the warlords went out of the city to welcome the coming overlord.

Even if he thinks with his butt, the fool knows what Xiami wants to do.

So he put aside all his worries and ordered the Alliance to catch up at full speed. He would rather catch up with the opponent's engine afterburning system, which is only activated when fighting for a long time.

Bless you, they did it.

Of course, the price is not without. Two fighter jets disintegrated in mid-air due to overheating of the engine, and one crashed due to a malfunction.

"Disperse them!"

Despite the loss of three fighters, the Drift United team still has twelve, while the humans have only eight, and they still have an advantage in number.

However, to be on the safe side, Uzgab decided to adopt a tactic that was more able to give play to their advantages.

He called it [Fishing] (BZ)

In many battles with human fighters, especially the Grey Eagle, Uzgab found that Xiami’s aircraft was much better than their skystriders in the mid-to-low-altitude level and level of maneuverability. During the fight, the Ouke’s alliance The team is basically at a disadvantage.

But on the other hand, Xiami fighters cannot fight them at high altitudes, and the Gray Eagle cannot compare with the Sky Striders in terms of linear acceleration performance.

Ouke is a creature that is good at summing up experiences and lessons, and so is Uzgab.

After experiencing several tragic failures, he changed the way of fighting with the opponent in low and medium altitudes. He created a unique way of attacking the enemy from high altitude, and then pulled up again when he was about to enter the opponent’s airspace. This cycle was repeated until the enemy was destroyed. Aircraft tactics.

"Roger that!"

The Drift United team quickly dispersed the formation, forming a group of three, attacking Richthofen's team from three directions, with the intention of blocking the opposing side's circuitous route.

"You can't run away now..."

The strong pressure brought by the high-speed dive caused bloodshot eyes to the dull man, but he did not care about the sudden pressure in the skull. His attention was completely focused on the simple iron ring sight, and focused on the sight that painted the tail of the machine. Into the red target.

It was him who had shot down himself twice, but fortunately he had survived twice in his fate.

The desire for revenge excites Uzgab like strong wine.

His thumb popped open the lid on the operating lever, and then hit the bright red button...

"Go to hell!"

Da Da Da Da~~~~~~~~~!

The two-head parallel guns and four machine guns on the left and right sides of the wing fired at the same time, creating an extremely shocking momentum, and even the shock of the air being torn apart could be felt in the cabin.

"avoid!"

The partner in the back seat called again.

Richthofen pulled the joystick to bring the fighter into a spiral dive.

The gray eagle's engine roared at the limit, and the fighters struggled to obey orders.

The gunfire fired by the Ouke fighter glided the fuselage and hatch, close enough to burn afterimages in Richthofen's retina.

"The dog is still biting on us!"

Richthofen scolded and made a fuss under the breathing mask, and then yanked the joystick again to make the fighter roughly enter a horizontal arc, and the reaction force also slammed their helmet-mounted heads into the hatch.

Then, he saw the fighter jet painted in vulgar red, and the black tail.

A lingering fellow.

Richthofen remembered that he had shot him down twice, but why didn't he always die?

Is there really an unkillable green skin?

WAAAAAAAAAAA!

While dizzy, Ok’s fighter jets rushed past them. They were big and close enough to make him feel shaken. Even his craft was made like a tank. Richthofen could not understand this. At one point, it seems that mobility is a dispensable thing for them.

But when diving, the kinetic energy of the huge weight is another matter.

Richthofen did his best to avoid the red metal block that was in front of him, and then the roaring flying behemoth returned to the sky unintentionally.

Because of the noise in the headset, Richthofen could not contact his wingman, but seeing the extinguished sign on the tactical display, he was quite sure that his comrades had fallen into the sky.

He is more familiar with Ouke's tactics than any pilot.

Those creatures have never been soldiers who can carry out the so-called "plan" well, and their impulsiveness always overrides discipline.

For example, this one in front of you.

It dived along with Uzgab, but refused to let go of the prey that was about to arrive, so it hovered at low altitude for too long, which gave Richthofen the opportunity to throw off and bite him.

"I'm going to catch him!"

In Richthofen's eyes, Okker's flying machine is an ugly thing-vulture-like wings with a big ass.

He never liked fat beasts, and this one would not go back to participate in any victory celebrations, he was quite sure of this.