Chapter 610

Chapter 610: Intense Battle Through the Night

In the duel between the J-10s, the distance between their attacks widened significantly. Using close-range tactics like the J-8II could be very dangerous in a J-10 matchup; a small mistake could lead to mutual destruction.

Colonel Jiang was no rookie; Lin Mo almost couldn’t knock him out of the sky without firing a shot. In combat, one careless move could easily backfire.

Lin Mo’s performance surprised Colonel Jiang. The J-10’s movements were elusive and unpredictable, making tactical maneuvers almost impossible to trace.

The J-10’s aerodynamic layout was an inherently unstable design, meaning that if it lost power, the resulting fall would be quite unusual. The engine required high thrust, but this was traded for remarkable agility, making it advantageous for close-range dogfights (not hand-to-hand).

“That’s the guy! Morin, take him out, eliminate him!”

The gold giant dragon, once severely beaten by Colonel Jiang, shouted loudly in Lin Mo’s mind while Lin Mo faced off against Colonel Jiang.

This dragon was a creature that learned to be cautious after being bitten by a snake once, afraid of even the rope from a well for ten years.

This was more than just personal vendetta; it had been chased through the skies like a dog, its weakened instincts unable to withstand the onslaught of explosive rounds and incendiary bombs. The assaults from above and missiles from the ground had nearly cost it its life.

If it had been in peak condition, the gold giant dragon could have escaped or retaliated; however, after being toyed with by Lin Mo, the weakened creature had no capability to evade such unprecedented attacks and was left dazed.

“Shut up! Can’t you see I’m busy?”

Lin Mo snapped in his mind, focusing intensely on battling another fearsome veteran ace. One small oversight, and he risked another defeat.

Losing wasn’t dreadful, but constantly losing would lead others to look down on him, which was quite embarrassing.

“I’ll help you take him down! Dragon Uncle will give it all!”

To exact revenge, the dragon’s morals seemed to vanish entirely.

“This is just a simulator; stop daydreaming. Give it up, or I’ll starve you for three months.”

Lin Mo scoffed coldly within his mind.

A gluttonous dragon had no power!

Despite lacking the constraints of the dragon deity contract, whether human or dragon, everyone was just trying to make a living, and Lin Mo, who had a long-term food supply secured with the gold giant dragon, found it easier to control the dragon than in another world.

“I just wanted to seek a little revenge.”

The gold giant dragon said weakly.

It turned out that the promise of food held more power than any contract.

A full meal today didn’t guarantee no hunger tomorrow. It knew well the pain of an empty stomach. While this world was filled with metals, the reality did not allow it to act recklessly.

For the gold giant dragon, known as the Dragon of Slaughter, being beaten in such a miserable state was a serious blow to its dignity as dragon kin.

It was truly pitiful; even heaven would feel sorry for it.

If Lin Mo hadn’t let go of the past and taken it in—though the term “taking in” might be up for debate—this proud dragon would have rebelled again. Instead, we might call it a “hired” partnership to describe their new cooperative symbiotic relationship!

Lin Mo provided plenty of metal as food, hiring the gold giant dragon, who shamelessly sold its labor, oh no, offered its services to the former Dragon Knight.

This dragon remained firmly under Lin Mo’s control. Whether in another world or this one, that fact never changed.

Lin Mo had an exceptional ability to adapt to his surroundings and knew exactly how to survive.

With just a few words, he quickly suppressed the dragon again, even though it was mostly absorbed by the technological advancements of this world and rarely caused trouble on its own.

“Your skills have improved significantly.”

Lin Mo heard Colonel Jiang’s praise, which seemed more satisfying than his performance in the earlier battle with the J-8II.

This was certainly true; Lin Mo’s understanding of the J-10 was comparable to Colonel Jiang’s knowledge of the J-8II. Lin Mo had personally modified J-10 fighter jets, showcasing skills and bravery that even Colonel Jiang might not surpass.

Flash!

The continuous assault technique of the Dragon Knight had been tested by Lin Mo, with a few aerial knight techniques applicable to the J-10 fighter jet.

By quickly shifting the tail rudder and flaps, he adjusted the aircraft’s position, sliding to the left or right for several meters, then unleashed an overloaded engine power output, striking the target like lightning.

Especially during a flanking interception, the Flash maneuver could take the enemy by surprise. If he locked onto the target’s attack envelope at the right moment, it would lay a solid foundation for the subsequent tactical strike.

Several consecutive flashes nearly caught Colonel Jiang off guard.

He had never seen a J-10 fighter jet capable of such seemingly impossible maneuvers, but just as he realized something was wrong, a sudden barrage of cannon fire enveloped his fighter jet.

The rapid-fire barrage opened six or seven large holes in the aircraft; if the fighter jet hadn’t been so slender, and the attacks came from above or below, the battle would have been over.

Suddenly pulling up at a steep angle, Colonel Jiang maximized the aileron deflection, fully throttling the jet, which erupted with a tremendous roar. The G-forces suddenly broke through 8G, pinning him firmly in his seat. The standard pressure suit and aviation seat from the training center began to counteract the real overload simultaneously.

Even in a simulator, the experience was not something an ordinary person could handle; without proper physical fitness, enduring sustained overloads exceeding 7G could be fatal.

As he turned and switched attack angles, just as he prepared to counterattack, the cockpit abruptly turned red, and all controls became unresponsive.

“This kid…”

After he had just played him this afternoon, the tables had turned, and punishment came swiftly; he was now on the receiving end of revenge.

Colonel Jiang sat in the simulated cockpit, shaking his head with a wry smile.

When experts clashed, it unfolded just like this; once one fell into the opponent’s attack rhythm, the danger escalated geometrically.

A series of chaotic punches could easily knock out a skilled teacher, much like what Lin Mo was doing now.

By advancing swiftly to the flanking position, taking advantage of the enemy’s slow reaction, he unleashed a dense barrage that covered the target, predicting their evasion posture, and then landed a powerful blow with air-to-air missiles.

Unlike the J-8II dodging the PL-4 this afternoon, where it was easy for the fighter jet to shake off missiles, evading the PL-12 medium-range air-to-air missile traveling at four times the speed of sound was nearly impossible for the J-10.

And from the side attack, even if Colonel Jiang’s control over the fighter jet was extraordinary, there was no way to evade the missile’s kill zone, perfectly trapped within Lin Mo’s geometrically calculated angles of attack.

The kill rate of the PL-12 medium-range air-to-air missile, applicable to the J-10, J-11, and FC-1 fighter jets, was over 80%.

One hit for victory.

“One-to-one, it’s a tie!”

Lin Mo’s voice echoed in Colonel Jiang’s helmet, seemingly challenging him.

“Alright, good job, kid!”

Colonel Jiang could only give a thumbs up; the earlier attack was no fluke.

“Maybe I don’t match you in knowledge of the J-8, but at least I’ve personally disassembled and modified the J-10.”

“You, you have such guts! This is a fighter jet, not a children’s toy!”

“After the modifications, I improved the J-10’s performance by 7%. Besides that, I also worked on the J-15, providing them with an operating system; Shenyang Aircraft Corporation even rewarded me a sum of money, ha ha!”

Lin Mo tossed out bomb after bomb, leaving Colonel Jiang stunned into silence.

In fact, Lin Mo had accomplished many things known only to those directly involved, but he remained low-profile. People like Colonel Jiang, who once knew him, were completely unaware of the significant feats he had achieved.

Only at the highly secure space center, where nearly everyone possessed sufficient authority, could Lin Mo share his experiences a bit.

Colonel Jiang was unaware of the incredible encounters Lin Mo had after leaving Team 7759, but what he heard from Lin Mo carried an oddly surreal sense, as if it belonged in movies and novels.

No wonder the better the fighter jet’s performance, the more outstanding Lin Mo seemed; it wasn’t without reason.

No pilot could master every component of a fighter jet, but once it reached such meticulous levels of understanding, it meant specialization. However, how could Lin Mo, with his ability to disassemble and illegally modify jets, not worry about damaging them? This truly puzzled Colonel Jiang.

Inside fighter jets, a significant number of components required special tools for assembly, or were simply single-use parts.

No one knew why Lin Mo could violate common sense in tinkering with his fighter jets and always come out unscathed, with the gold giant dragon’s existence contributing greatly.

As long as it was metal, even if Lin Mo accidentally broke it, he could easily repair it. If it was a non-metal component, the gold giant dragon could model and wrap it to obtain a structured reference for Lin Mo’s disassembly.

Being proficient in both combat techniques and mechanics, Colonel Jiang had never heard of any pilot or mechanic with such abilities.

The combination was almost on par with Colonel Jiang’s specialty for specific aircraft types, blending internal mastery with external skills, achieving the same end through different paths.

“Good job, kid. You really have it.”

Colonel Jiang, like the high-ranking officials, could almost guess Lin Mo’s future prospects.

A national-level contractor, being fed by the government for life, would never be able to venture out to find his own work.

“Let’s continue! What’s the next aircraft model?”

Lin Mo prepared to set up the next battle. His watch contained the full design parameters of the “monstrous,” and the simulator supported custom settings for fighter jets, even allowing the most detailed parameters for stacked modeling, creating an entirely new fighter jet, then simulating flight data using a wind tunnel model.