Changkong Fighter

Chapter 232 Breaking into the Inner Circle
Liu Jun had no time to pay attention to the two fighter planes he shot down, all his attention was focused on the central battlefield.

Now Type 3 is defending against missiles falling from the sky. However, the density of Todai's firepower is so insane that even alien civilizations can hardly withstand the intensity. Destroyed debris continues to fall together, like nectar falling from the sky, carrying the objects that were hit to the ground.

Climbing upwards towards the falling wreckage, the naked eye could only see a hazy white cloud in the cloud layer. From time to time, wreckage would suddenly appear in front of him. Liu Jun felt that he was not in the air at the moment, but like a shuttle flying in the asteroid belt, constantly avoiding meteorites that might suddenly appear in front of him.

However, the meteorites in the asteroid belt are not like these fallen debris, which have no pattern at all.

A shadow shrouded the front of the J11B fuselage, which rolled 60 degrees and pulled positive G to the side. The huge Type 3 wreckage almost pressed the back of the J11B down, and Liu Jun now relied on the cover of the clouds to get as close to the battlefield in the sky as possible.

Yinglong appears and disappears among the clouds, the thrusters at its tail stir up the clouds, leaving a winding trail, and the low-visibility paint skin hides it in the clouds.

When Liu Jun finally approached the battlefield, he suddenly rushed out of the clouds, like a killer whale leaping out of the sea, stirring up waves in the sea of ​​clouds, and pulling up white contrails from his wingtips, rushing towards the 300-meter level type 3 in the center of the battlefield.

At this time, on the battlefield, the University of Tokyo was firing missiles at full power to occupy the Type 3 fire channel. All the intercepting firepower was concentrated above, and there was no reaction at all to the human fighter planes that suddenly appeared below.

When they wanted to take action, the fighter planes rushed out from below even faster than they could move!

Liu Jun scanned the Type 3 ships in front of him and locked onto a Type 3 that looked to be in the worst condition. Its shield was overloaded, so he prepared to use it as a breakthrough point!

[Ready-Hydraulic II]

emission!

The large air-to-air missile on the heavy-load rack under the air inlet detached, the rocket engine ignited, and it rushed straight forward.

At this time, the launched missile flew in a pure straight line like a rocket.

The battlefield situation is too complicated, with heat sources and electromagnetic radiation sources everywhere. The missile's infrared seeker and anti-radiation seeker will be interfered with. Only the simplest inertial navigation will not be affected.

Liu Jun watched as the "rocket" drew a long white trail and rushed straight towards its target. Its speed continued to increase and soon reached a speed of Mach 3.5. Finally, it slammed into the hull of the Type 3 ship with a bang and exploded inside the Type 3 ship with a bang.

The blazing fireball engulfed the Type 3, smashing it from the inside out. A large amount of debris splashed around, and Liu Jun plunged into the wreckage.

Swish!
Swish!
The alien civilization's warships reacted and continuously fired deadly laser beams. The lasers shone on the Type 3 wreckage, being deflected and refracted. Liu Jun successfully avoided most of the laser beams.

But it's not all good. The debris flying everywhere is like extremely dangerous kinetic energy bombs. If one hits the fuselage, the aerodynamics will be damaged or even the wings will be broken, causing the fighter to go into a despairing tailspin for the pilot.

Rolling 180°, the pull rod climbs upward in a curve, smoothly avoiding one dangerous falling wreckage after another.

This plane flying upstream was immediately noticed by all the countries paying attention to this battle. It was hard not to notice it, after all, this black-nosed fighter was too conspicuous in the center of the battlefield.

"Who is this?" the American president asked loudly. "Sir, he is a pilot from the University of the East!"

The president was choked for a moment. Could it be that he couldn't see that the other party was a pilot from the University of Tokyo?

"I mean, detailed information about this pilot!"

"Understood! We'll investigate right away!"

Watching his staff leave in a hurry, the president frowned. Looking at the Todai fighter planes getting closer and closer to the core of the alien civilization, he felt an unspeakable crisis, because it was very likely that a hero who could be widely publicized had appeared on the Todai side.

They know very well what this means. They started out by spreading false propaganda.

"Let our engineers find a solution! We can't fall behind the University of Tokyo. We must have our own heroes, and we must also have our own sixth-generation... no! Seventh-generation aircraft, NGAD+!"

The president roared loudly, and Liu Jun on the battlefield felt his scalp tingling and the hairs on his back stood up. He was now in a kind of quantum uncertainty state, between death and life.

Flying through the center of such a battlefield was like dancing on the edge of a knife. If the compressor sucked in any piece of debris or he was hit by a completely unexpected attack, his pilot career would end.

However, at the same time, the feeling of walking through the hail of bullets also made him feel as if his soul was free from gravity and flying freely.

Ahead, on the left, debris was approaching, poised to hit the wingtip and deflect the fuselage—5 centimeters! With minimal energy loss, the wingtip brushed past the debris.

After passing the debris, Liu Jun's pupils shrank. He saw two 150-meter-class Type 3 ships blocking his sailing path, like two door gods, blocking his route. The weapon modules on the hull fired pulse lasers at him, forming a firepower network.

In just a few seconds, large charred marks appeared on the J11B's fuselage skin. The paint on the fuselage skin was evaporating rapidly, and the speed of the fuselage was also decreasing.

It was originally in an ascending state, and the engine not only had to propel the J11B, but also had to resist the gravity of the earth. Once a large-scale evasion was made, the energy would also be greatly reduced.

Do you want to give it a try? When Liu Jun was thinking about how to rush over, someone helped him think it through first.

Two black spots struck two Type 3 ships at lightning speed. The shields of the Type 3 ships were almost depleted, and the special hardened warheads penetrated the shields and then penetrated into the interior of the Type 3 ships. The all-nitrogen anion salt warheads destroyed the two obstacles in an instant, and the shattered ships fell downwards.

A gap appeared in the tight Type 3 defense formation. Liu Jun dived into the center of the two fallen Type 3s, and passed through the narrow gap vertically. He used the wreckage of the Type 3 to block the attacks of other alien warships and squeezed into the core close defense area of ​​the Type 3.

The 300-meter-class Type 3 was right in front of him, more than ten kilometers away. He could see the mountain-like ship at a glance, as well as the defense line formed by other Type 3s guarding it.

(End of this chapter)