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    Chapter 702: Ambush

    Lin Mo and Yuri had no interest in even glancing at the spoils of their victory; they rushed quickly toward the direction where Monkey had fled.

    The battle formation had completely broken apart, and both sides’ original combat plans devolved into individual fights. It could only be described as chaos. No one knew who their next opponent would be, but they were all eager to seize opportunities to ambush the unsuspecting victims, aiming to take down the cunning ace fighters. In the confusion, the best opportunities arose.

    Knights and assassins often existed only a paper’s width apart.

    “Thank heavens! Allah is great! Number 13 and Yuri, you both finally made it! I was about to lose my life!”

    Monkey exhaled deeply, relieved, but before he could fully relax, he saw several projectiles coming from behind, causing him to tense up again.

    “Hang in there!”

    Lin Mo’s voice rang out as he locked onto the enemy aircraft behind Monkey using the Dragon General tactical helmet.

    This was the greatest advantage of the dual-use digital tactical armor; using pupil positioning and optical recognition technology, it silently tracked targets without emitting any radar signals. The enemy had no way to detect it. Even if they had a TWS threat alert system, it couldn’t prepare against the gaze of a human operator.

    Throughout the entire Abyss Nirvana competition, there were hardly any pilots equipped with individual aerial digital gear.

    “Oh, oh! Hurry up, I can barely hold on!”

    Seeing the reinforcements, Monkey instantly felt energized, and he aggressively maneuvered his fighter jet amid the barrage of bullets.

    The modified F-14 Tomcat deftly evaded the enemy’s cannon fire behind him, ensuring he never allowed his pursuer to lock on.

    “Lock complete!”

    Lin Mo pressed the missile launch button, and a trail of white smoke shot into the sky.

    With the target locked, using missiles made things much easier. The missiles provided by the Abyss Nirvana organizers had excellent performance, rivaling any mainstream air-to-air missile in the world.

    He should thank Yasha for his generous supply of ammunition, allowing Lin Mo to waste it without concern. If he had relied solely on his cannon to demonstrate skills like in previous battles, his fate would surely be grim.

    Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Mo couldn’t risk allowing the gold giant dragon to grant invincibility to his X-1.

    Following closely behind Monkey, an Anti-Government Forces fighter was fully focused on the pursuit and caught off guard by the sudden missile. When the pilot finally heard the threat alert and reacted, he could only manage half a roll to evade. The missile swiftly destroyed half of the fighter’s tail, causing severe damage.

    That wasn’t the end: two Gauss electromagnetic shells penetrated the fighter’s body, triggering violent explosions upon impact.

    Within a fifteen-kilometer range, Gauss electromagnetic shells were deadly effective in a straight line. Although the gold giant dragon wasn’t particularly adept at generating electricity, with the aid of vanadium high-energy batteries and supercapacitors, it could easily store energy.

    With scientific assistance, Gold Coins could even utilize the destructive power of lightning element dragons. The world’s civilization allowed dragon kin to transcend elemental limitations; perhaps Dragon Knight Akka could truly enable his fire giant dragon Misael to execute the shadow dragon’s special techniques.

    It was a perfect long-range assassination.

    “Great job!”

    Watching the fireball erupt in the sky, Yuri, who executed vigilant and opportunistic shooting duties, breathed a sigh of relief. Number 13’s offensive capabilities definitely lived up to his expectations. As a wingman, he felt grateful to be part of this. If he were in the lead position, he couldn’t have done better than Lin Mo.

    “God above, ha ha! Thank you so much, my brothers!”

    Escaping death, Monkey couldn’t contain his joy and wanted to jump into Lin Mo and Yuri’s cockpits to hug them tightly.

    “Monkey, get out of there! Quick, evade with high overload!”

    As the Light Mirror Technique flashed in his mind, Lin Mo’s expression changed drastically. A dot marked with a special signal was hurtling toward them, accompanied by another equally fast dot.

    “What?!”

    Having mixed in with the intermediate tier and poised to transition to high tier, Monkey’s reflexes were sharp. He quickly reacted, operating his fighter jet without hesitation.

    Full throttle.

    The fighter jet shot forward as if it had been injected with adrenaline. The newly equipped F-14 Tomcat burst into astonishing speed. Its forward-swept wings provided it with more aerodynamic options. One must say, the F-14’s design stands as a very significant monument in the history of aviation.

    Rolls, barrel rolls, snake maneuvers, and swaying movements — the intense G-forces piled onto Monkey, rendering him speechless. He gathered all his strength to resist the overload brought on by the fierce changes in maneuvering position, feeling the overwhelming G-forces surge within him like tidal waves, opening up his body’s meridians and strengthening his innate powers.

    Okay, he got a bit carried away. The feeling of being crushed sometimes made life feel worse than death, but Monkey was not willing to fall so easily. His honor as an ace Air Knight prevented him from taking any cowardly actions.

    Perhaps these wild maneuvers could severely damage his already compromised fighter, but the sudden warning from Number 13 kept Monkey alert.

    It must be a truly terrifying person targeting them.

    Damn! What if it’s the special tier pilot from the Anti-Government Forces? That would be absolutely frightening.

    Even with confidence in advancing to high tier, Monkey didn’t dare to think he was a match for a special tier pilot—he knew well how formidable those special tier pilots were before entering the fray.

    “Number 13?!”

    Yuri barely had time to call out before he had to follow the suddenly accelerating X-1 forward-swept wing fighter, which broke through the sound barrier once again.

    His face turned pale; the sudden, dramatic maneuver of the lead aircraft nearly threw him out of formation.

    The super maneuverability of the X-1 reminded Yuri of prehistoric monsters. It was impressive that Number 13 could handle it without a scratch.

    Yuri distinctly noted several times that the maneuvering overload of that forward-swept wing fighter broke through 9 G-forces. Oh my God! If it were someone else, they probably wouldn’t even need the enemy to fire before injuring themselves!

    Yuri had no time to think further; he didn’t even notice that a dual aircraft team was charging toward them at high speed. In the rapidly changing battlefield, any enemy aircraft could come at them in an instant.

    Yuri failed to notice, but Lin Mo did. The Light Mirror Technique tagged every high tier and special tier pilot.

    He maintained a high level of alertness towards these high-end combatants in the Abyss Nirvana international pilot death match.

    “Eagle King?!”

    In the flashing dual aircraft team, Lin Mo recognized a long-awaited opponent from this competition in the lead position.

    Lin Mo had kept track of them during previous battles to avoid being ambushed.

    Evidently, Lin Mo’s caution was well-founded; even if he didn’t approach the Eagle King, the Eagle King was bound to approach him.

    In aerial combat, especially in team battles like this, both sides couldn’t duel openly like knights. The slightest opening could be seized by the enemy to launch a deadly strike.

    Sure enough, the moment the enemy made a move, Lin Mo immediately noticed.

    Military strategy: surround Wei to save Zhao.

    Lin Mo suddenly warned Monkey because he realized the enemy’s target was not him, but the already injured F-14 Tomcat.

    In battles, losing one side means gaining the other; taking the opportunity to strike while the opponent is down is a familiar tactic.

    In the death team battle, each side could only deploy one special tier and three high tier pilots. The appearance of the Eagle King here implied that a high tier pilot from the government army team had likely fallen.

    This was not good news.

    As a result, the government army’s initial advantage was steadily eroding.

    “Bad news! Dangerous!”

    In the heat of maneuvering, Yuri finally noticed the enemy aircraft closing in. Lin Mo’s earlier reaction prevented them from being caught off guard, and fortunately, they still had a chance to counterattack.

    “Don’t worry about me! Take them down!”

    The F-14 Tomcat shook violently, and blood trickled from Monkey’s mouth. His flesh and blood body began to feel the strain as the improved Tomcat reached a maximum overload of 11 Gs.

    “Hold on!”

    Lin Mo’s pupils narrowed as he saw the enemy pilot in the cockpit give him the middle finger, just as two combat missiles shot out from beneath their wings.

    What an audacious guy! Is he trying to provoke me? He clearly underestimates the Dragon Knight.

    These pesky little insects will see what I can do! Lin Mo said coldly, “Yuri, counterattack!”

    “Counterattack!” Yuri exclaimed, eager for a chance to fight back.

    The X-1 forward-swept wing fighter opened all three internal weapon bay doors, releasing three combat missiles in a flash.

    Then, three more!

    Yuri fired two close-range combat missiles but suddenly saw the lead aircraft launch six missiles as if it were giving away candy.

    Was it really necessary to greet them with such grandeur for just two fighter jets?!

    Everyone watching was left utterly speechless.

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