Chapter 694

Chapter 694: Fully Armed for Battle

Upon hearing the challenge from the "Holy Knight," Yuri and "Monkey" immediately shouted and rushed forward without hesitation. They needed to find a way to shoot down the opponent in the simulation match to turn the tide.

In reality, special tier pilots were not as easy to deal with as Lin Mo and the others had imagined. Although the opponent underestimated Lin Mo’s strength in the first round and lost, just as the "Holy Knight" said, the battle was only beginning.

However, when the second round started, the serious special tier pilot "Holy Knight" did not give Lin Mo and the others any chances. He launched the fiercest attack against them. This special tier pilot chose to focus on technique, perfectly complementing the performance of his arrow-shaped fighter jet. His bloodthirsty tactical movements came at them like a series of traps, catching Lin Mo and his friends off guard.

The technical style relies on wisdom, often forcing opponents to jump into traps. By the time they realize it’s happening, it’s already too late to react. Within five minutes of the match, Yuri and "Monkey" were the first to go down, both knocked out and sadly sent to the sidelines, effectively marking a true defeat.

Once again, it was a face-off between the "Holy Knight" and "Number 13," seemingly showcasing his true strength to Lin Mo. The "Holy Knight" suddenly displayed mastery over the arrow-shaped jet, as if the aircraft had been given life. It became extraordinarily agile, with impressive control skills that seemed almost otherworldly. Various never-before-seen combination techniques flowed like water, and the unique aerodynamic design paired with special techniques revealed a combat capability that made Lin Mo’s eyes widen. This "Holy Knight" was indeed formidable, impressively skilled. It was unimaginable for a typical ace to possess a unique set of special air combat techniques; only a special tier could reach such a level.

Mysterious, fierce, and swift, he resembled a king cobra, flicking its purplish-red tongue, deadly venomous, often preying on other snakes. Once he got an opponent in his rhythm, they would find it impossible to escape unharmed.

In another magical world, air combat techniques had matured over thousands of years, divided into various categories. However, in this technological world, aerial knights placed significant emphasis on aerodynamic design, leading to different paths for air combat techniques. This special tier pilot introduced Lin Mo to many previously unseen special air combat skills.

Truly, every region cultivates its own kind of talent. Even after much contemplation, Lin Mo could barely transplant a small portion of these air combat techniques from the other world to the fighter jets here. The metal battleships were not like those aerial beasts; the differing flight modes led to significant distinctions in combat styles.

Lin Mo was eager to soar freely through the sky aboard the gold giant dragon, combatting as a Dragon Knight, wielding the Giant Sword to carve a path through the air. However, not to mention the obstinate Gold Coin refusing to cooperate, if he truly appeared as a Dragon Knight, within a minute he would be locked on by a hundred missiles. Even a Dragon Knight could not escape unscathed.

Adapting to local customs while wanting to maintain the proud identity of an aerial knight, Lin Mo became an air force pilot in this world, adjusting to its air combat rules while applying his rich air combat experience and skills from another realm to this world’s aerial knight combat style.

The unique aerodynamic techniques of the arrow-shaped aircraft made Lin Mo realize their power. Approximately fifteen minutes into the second match, the X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet was unexpectedly declared shot down by the onboard computer.

This was merely a defeat in a simulation match. Lin Mo had invested much effort in observing the special tier pilot’s combat habits and tactical thinking. His momentary distraction gave the other side an opportunity to strike.

In real combat, "Holy Knight" likely wouldn’t have such an advantage. The robust maneuverability generated by the combination of the gold giant dragon and the X-1 Forward-Swept Wing would render ordinary attack methods ineffective against Lin Mo’s fighter jet.

As long as Lin Mo desired it, he could bring any formidable opponent down with him, even if they were extraordinarily skilled. If he were so easily overwhelmed, the Dragon Knight would never qualify as a high-end strategic force of the empire.

This simulation confrontation lasted for slightly over an hour. The trio of Lin Mo, Yuri, and "Monkey" consistently faced more defeats than victories. The Dragon Knight’s performance wasn’t exceptionally outstanding, only a notch better than Yuri and "Monkey," but he still could not change the fact that he was always the last to fall.

Not all of the Dragon Knight’s air combat techniques were returned to the Dragon Knight Corps. Lin Mo understood the lesson that being too prominent would invite more missiles aimed in his direction. He had experienced being pursued by a missile group in Afghanistan and had no desire to relive that episode.

Despite being hit for over an hour, Lin Mo had thoroughly grasped the special tier pilot "Holy Knight’s" combat habits and most of his air combat techniques. In actual combat, he could exploit any opportunity to beat "Holy Knight" to the ground, but he didn’t want participants from the anti-government forces to learn of his strength too early.

Yuri and "Monkey" also made significant progress in such intense high-level confrontations, learning zealously for their own lives. They went from being thoroughly crushed to managing to hold out a bit longer, gaining confidence despite the limited time available.

The cooperation between the intermediate and novice tiers was not as smooth as the confrontational drills among "Holy Knight" and Lin Mo’s group. The novice tier, known for its unpredictability, did not feature every new pilot as a hidden ace. The two civilian participants’ combat capabilities were disappointingly inadequate, akin to handing out free points.

Heaven and deities did not continuously support the government army team. Now they found themselves in deep trouble.

Although the other five intermediate pilots did their best to mentor the novices, much of a pilot’s performance relied on innate talent. The half-trained novices were bursting with enthusiasm, yet their progress was far from satisfactory, perhaps ultimately unable to escape the fate of being cannon fodder.

This left the "Holy Knight" and intermediate-high tier pilots feeling helpless. No one wanted the novice comrades to truly meet a cannon fodder’s fate, but battlefields are merciless. The enemy wouldn’t show mercy just because one was a beginner; they would target the easy prey first, launching more intense attacks.

Those experienced veterans could only do their utmost to share battlefield experience and practical skills, helping the novice group survive a bit longer on the battlefield. In a team battle, even one extra person or one extra air-to-air missile could increase the odds of victory.

What was meant to come would come, and what had to be faced had to be faced. The Death Team Battle was due to arrive in three days, with many gamblers ready to stake their wealth at the "Abyss Nirvana" mission center, placing hefty bets that tied their fortunes to those pilots. A win for one meant a win for all, and vice versa.

Such a massive amount of betting influenced even the routine events of the day, resulting in some battles among the novice and intermediate tiers receiving no bets at all.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting the climax of the month. The Death Team Battle was the most bloodied and frenzied part of the tournament, with long trails of missiles everywhere, crisscrossing dark red cannon fire trajectories, and explosion marks filling the blue sky with black smoke. Constantly, fighter jets became fireballs, with pilots and planes alike being obliterated, adrenaline pouring out and intoxicating everyone in the chaos—what a spectacular visual impact!

The once elevated and well-treated aerial knights now had to tread carefully in this scale of chaos, for a single misstep could lead to irreversible doom and total annihilation—what a thrill!

Except for the novice pilots, who remained uneasy, pilots above the intermediate tier maintained their composure. This calmness in the face of danger was essential for every ace pilot, knowing that life and death were in the hands of fate, and they simply needed to do their best. If they died, there would be no regrets.

As Lin Mo waited by the lineup of aircraft in the parking area, he once again checked his weapon list. It seemed that his "Glan" steward had unexpectedly changed his ways, no longer as stingy as usual. The three internal weapon bays of the X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet were fully packed with missiles—three medium-range air-to-air missiles and nine short-range air-to-air combat missiles, while the ammunition chains and Gauss electromagnetic shells were at full capacity. The X-1 was prepared to take off, resembling a wealthy country bumpkin ready for action.

With two external fuel tanks added, the X-1 now possessed an extremely long operational range capability.

For this fully armed X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter, "Yasha" hardly held back, at least spending over 200 points. As Lin Mo climbed aboard the aircraft, he noticed the steward’s mouth twitching with pain, feeling utterly distressed.

The people’s hard-earned money was spent merely to create a spectacle, which only result in a loud bang. He could only imagine how many children could be helped if that amount was donated to education initiatives.

Up until now, "Yasha" hadn’t had the chance to convert a significant amount from the organizer’s technology list. Most of the points he accrued had been used to exchange for essential ammunition for Lin Mo’s participation in the battle.