Chapter 14 San Francisco Incident (4)_2
Chapter 14 San Francisco Incident (4)_2
It was quite understandable and logical; actually, human military equipment also possessed similar defensive systems, like explosive reactive armor. Instead of passively taking a heavy hit from the enemy, it was better to repel the enemy's projectile first. However, it seemed that the defense shield of this alien warplane was excessively powerful.
It not only boasted an almost impregnable passive defense but could also actively push away the enemy's missile heads. Those 20 mm cannon bullet heads were dispersing outward in a way that was visible to the naked eye.
From his position on the ground, Bai Zhongqi couldn't see everything clearly, after all, the distance was great. But given that the original direction of the projectiles fired at the alien warplane had changed, with all of them flying outward, it must have been the result of the proactive actions of the shield.
Merely a shield had Bai Zhongqi utterly captivated and bewildered at this moment. What kind of advanced and high-end black technology did this alien warplane possess? In front of it, humanity's nearly most cutting-edge weapons were rendered completely powerless.
Now, the alien warplane also seemed to have lost interest in playing with the F-22 anymore. It performed an inconceivable move in the air, using the nose as a pivot point, the tail of the plane rapidly swayed, drawing a near-perfect 180-degree semicircular arc, instantly aligning its nose towards the Raptor that had just fired at it.
In the next second, only a thin finger-like, seemingly faint red light emanated from beneath the nose of this alien warplane, accompanied by a noticeable upwards motion. This red light existed for barely more than a second.
When Bai Zhongqi sharply turned his gaze back to the F-22, he already saw that the part of the F-22's fuselage where it connected to the right main wing had been sliced open by this red light. Having lost its wing, the now unbalanced F-22, like a fly with its wings clipped, spiraled towards the ground.
Inside the cockpit of the alien warplane, a handsome young Iridium Star pilot revealed a cold smirk. The cockpit of this warplane was entirely different from those of Earth's warplanes.
There were no displays or control sticks; the pilot was fixed within a single-person cockpit resembling a "coffin." The pilot didn't need to physically control the warplane using their hands or feet; a V2-style consciousness-transmitting pilot helmet was the main control device.
The warplane's comprehensive sensors transmitted all visual and other information to the pilot in virtual and augmented reality. The pilot's neural signals were directly processed into electrical and optical signals recognizable by the warplane by the flight helmet.
That is to say, with the V2-style flight helmet, the warplane became an extension of the pilot's body, and flying became as natural as controlling one's own senses and limbs, thus making the warplane more agile and flexible.
The first-generation consciousness-transmitting flight helmet, V1, was instantly favored by the Iridium Star Universe Force Airborne Troops upon its introduction.
His colleagues mocked and looked down on him, but the more they did so, the less he could afford to give up.
Finally, in the campaign against interstellar pirates led by Captain Xu Lanzhou, Diane achieved his first aerial victory. Even though it was an outdated fighter, it was still the first aerial victory accomplished by a Moon Pond pilot. Military reports even featured a special article affirming Diane's efforts.
Initially, Diane thought he had finally made it, but his comrades-in-arms still looked at him with light laughter, suggesting that anyone could have done that.
Diane's heart bled, but he couldn't refute them, for every Imperial pilot was extremely competent. His efforts could only ensure that he wasn't left behind. Like a string stretched too tight no longer able to bear the tension, Diane decided to leave the Universe Army.
However, his superior, Xu Lanzhou, a female officer of a similar age to him, called him to her and said only three words: "Don't you quit!"
As a young girl carrying the glory and burden of the Twelve Knights of Destiny family, Xu Lanzhou faced pressures arguably greater than Diane's. But she had risen from a junior officer to Fleet Commander and was still unsatisfied, conquering others' prejudices against her.
Diane did not retire and accepted Xu Lanzhou's invitation to join the R19 Exploration Fleet. Then he arrived on Earth, tasked with a military probing mission against Earth.
"A second aerial victory?" Diane didn't feel any joy. The so-called F-22 fighter jet opposite him seemed so foolishly terrifying that it was even inferior to the pirate fighter he had shot down the first time. Achieving such a victory didn't give Diane any sense of satisfaction.
New orders came through the V2 Tactical Flight Helmet: "Evacuate from within Earth's atmosphere and do not engage with any Earth weaponry."
Diane sent a confirmation of the order received, thinking to himself — even if he had come to a new universe, his goal of becoming an ace Imperial pilot would not change. Whether it was vulnerable F-22s or powerful enemies like the Spiral Mosquito Star fighters, he would shoot them all down to carve his path as an ace.
Because only then would he be worthy of the beautiful girl stationed on the Sacred Falcon.
The indelible image that was already branded in the depths of his heart.
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