Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Maintenance formation of the flying group, No. 3 maintenance airport.

"Give me the sensor."

"Bring me two more controllable nuclear fusion energy rings."

Under the Tianpeng fighter jet that was being repaired, a dashing young woman wearing military short-sleeves, overalls, and her hair tied into a short ponytail was lying under the fighter jet repairing the Tianpeng fighter jet.

The assistant next to her handed Luo Weiwei the tools and parts.

"Sister Weiwei, it is said that the frontline flying reconnaissance fighter jets have started fighting with the reconnaissance fighter jets of the Hongmeng Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Allied Forces." .??.

The assistant handed the controllable nuclear fusion energy ring to Luo Weiwei.

The wrenches and other tools seemed to be alive in Lu Weiwei's hands, flying flexibly. She said intently, "Just do our job well. There must be a large number of fighter planes in need of repair recently. After so many years with me, it's time for you to go out and try it out independently." tried."

The assistant, who was also a woman, stuck out her tongue and said, "No, I want to learn from you for a few more years. With my skills, I'm really afraid that the repaired fighter aircraft will malfunction on the battlefield."

At this moment, Luo Weiwei's military-issued magical mirror suddenly came to convey information.

During wartime, the channels of the Divine Machine Magic Mirror used by everyone in the army will be controlled and cannot be connected to the outside world privately. This is also to prevent spies from passing on information or leaking information.

Luo Weiwei's spiritual thoughts connected with the magical mirror, and Song Yiqing's face and voice appeared in it.

"What are you doing? If you don't perform the task well, you're calling for summons."

Luo Weiwei replaced the controllable nuclear fusion energy ring and entered a series of special divine patterns.

Song Yiqing sat in the rapidly falling fighter plane, trying his best to show a relaxed smile on his face, and said, "Weiwei, I want to tell you something?"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, let it go. I didn't see that this girl is busy."

"Um, what, I like you!"

"What?" Luo Weiwei stared at the magic mirror with wide eyes.

Song Yiqing

He said solemnly, "I said that I, Song Yiqing, like you!"

After Luo Weiwei was stunned for a moment, she said expressionlessly, "Then what?"

"Then - no more, hang up, that's it, you must be good in the future."

Song Yiqing held back tears and shook his head with a smile, and then took the initiative to end the interrogation.

Luo Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "You idiot, is this a confession?"

"Okay, okay, I will reluctantly agree to you, hehe -"

"Hey, am I a little too eager to pursue him? I agreed as soon as he confessed his love."

Luo Weiwei was thinking wildly in her mind, but she didn't know what Song Yiqing was facing.

Song Yiqing gave up trying to control the falling Tianpeng fighter with both hands. He looked at the stars that were getting closer and closer. His whole body was shaking slightly and his breathing was getting faster and faster.

"Weiwei, I really don't know if I'm right or wrong. Maybe I shouldn't tell you and let you worry less - but I'm going to die without saying this to you. I'm really unwilling!"

"I hope you will meet someone better than me in the future——"

"Father, mother, my child is unfilial. I really don't have the courage to talk to you on the phone again, but we have all written suicide notes in advance. I hope you and I will not be too sad after receiving the news."

The fighter plane rushed into the formed space atmosphere at an astonishing speed, and the surface was on fire due to friction, just like a flaming meteor hitting the stars.

Song Yiqing roared angrily, "Why don't you say you have no clothes? I wear the same robe as you, repair my battle sword, kill for nine days, burn my blood, and fight against the national calamity together!"

boom--!

His name is Song Yiqing, and there are thousands of Song Yiqings like him in this world. He and Wang Song are the epitome of this reconnaissance plane air battle, and there are too many people like them.

That page of history is too small. It contains countless heroic figures and great deeds, as well as the blood and tears of ordinary people. Later, people turned the page.

That page of history books was too heavy, and just a few words contained the great, ordinary and bumpy life of their time.

There is only one protagonist, but the era is the lives of countless people.

With a weak body, he controls a steel fighter plane and wields a sword in the sky!

Not the Emperor of Heaven, but better than the Emperor of Heaven!

In the starry sky, the air battle between reconnaissance aircraft continued.

"Fuck you uncle, give me back my brother!"

Wang Song was so angry that he turned the Tianpeng fighter's power limit to the maximum, and immediately a series of artillery fire bombarded the Eternal Sky fighter.

The driver's skill of the Eternal Sky Fighter is also extremely amazing. At super high speed, he drove the fighter horizontally at 180 degrees to avoid this wave of attacks, and then pulled down the lever to perform a gradient roll.

The last one was followed by a cobra movement, adjusting the cannon to fight against Wang Song.

The two exchanged artillery fire, and the two planes collided with each other, but missed each other. At the same time, the kite turned over and sniped at each other.

But at this time, Wang Song's Tianpeng fighter plane did not fire the Burning Sky Thunder cannon.

Insufficient attack energy!

"Damn it!"

Wang Song's face darkened and he quickly dodged the opponent's attack. The reconnaissance fighter plane was faster than ordinary fighters and had more flight energy reserves, but less attack energy.

He looked at the eternal fighter plane that destroyed his brother's fighter plane, his eyes were red, "I will fight with you!"

He adjusted the maximum power again and relied on his superb driving skills to avoid the opponent's laser fire attack and crash into the opponent.

"Damn, is this guy crazy?"

When the pilot of the Eternal Fighter saw that Wang Song was about to collide with the fighter plane, his face changed.

His expression changed drastically, and he quickly pulled up the override lever, and the aircraft evaded upwards in a cobra posture.

But Wang Song suddenly made a reverse cobra movement, almost touching the opponent's fighter plane, and the Tianpeng fighter's tail sliced ​​through the opponent's fighter plane's abdomen like a scalpel.

Immediately, the engine power system and the Fentian fire oil reserve tank in the belly of the enemy plane were cut open, and the Tianpeng fighter's upper tail was like a knife, disembowelling the opponent.

The two fighters separated, and the Eternal Fighter suddenly caught fire, and then exploded in the air!

This tragic large-scale reconnaissance fighter air battle lasted for half an hour. The Honghuang Alliance lost 3,000 reconnaissance fighter planes, and the Hongmeng Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Alliance lost as many as 9,000 reconnaissance fighters.

After Wang Song defeated the Eternal fighter that destroyed his brother, several other Ziwei fighters pursued Wang Song again.

Without the energy to attack, Wang Song could only passively dodge, but soon the tail of his fighter plane was hit, started to burn, and the flight became difficult to control.

"It's over." Wang Song took a long breath and murmured to himself, "Song Yiqing, you are waiting for me on the Naihe Bridge like a fool."

boom! boom! boom!

When he was desperate, there was a roar from behind, one, ten, hundreds, thousands of Tianpeng fighter planes came through the sky.

The dense firepower intertwined into a firepower network, blasting enemy reconnaissance fighters one after another.

All the enemy fighters chasing Wang Song were destroyed!

"Brothers of the reconnaissance formation, on behalf of the Tianpeng Fighter Flying Group, I would like to pay tribute to you. You have completed the mission perfectly. Please leave the next step to us. Please return!"

This communication came from Wang Song's fighter plane, and he recognized whose voice it was. It was the commander of the Tianpeng fighter formation, Peng Zhan!

Wang Song's eyes suddenly became wet. His brother could not return. Wang Song choked and replied, "Reconnaissance formation Tianpeng fighter No. 815 received!"