The conservative offensive of the Blue Dragon Empire poses a great threat to the guards. The Mecha Corps cannot be as unscrupulous as before. They are the enemy's key targets. They often find it and will concentrate their superior firepower to kill.

Originally, with the cooperation of air and space fighters, ground troops, and long-range firepower, the Moryang Empire could barely hold on. After joining the mech legion, it could even crush the enemy.

However, at this time, the Moyang Empire Air and Space Army was dragged by the Western Air Force and could not concentrate on supporting it. The Blue Dragon Empire's Nether Chariot lost its only threat and ran rampant on the battlefield, with rare opponents.

The low-orbit space is a height that humans cannot see on the surface of the planet. A tragic scene of fighting is being staged here.

In an environment close to a vacuum, the speed of sound propagation is very small, almost silent.

The wreckage of fighter planes floated all over the sky, and occasionally the bodies of pilots from both sides could be seen.

Although these substances are still in the envelope of the atmosphere, they are already extremely thin, and the planet's gravity is very small. Maybe a few years later, the debris and corpses that circle the planet in countless circles will slowly approach the dense atmosphere and burn into ashes.

The battle between the pilots of the enemy and ours is entirely dependent on the moment of life and death.

Air and space fighters with a speed of at least Mach 25 can't even catch up with missiles, and the chance of destroying each other is only a few tenths of a second when they are facing each other.

In the ultra-modern battlefield, the rules have returned to the way of ancient cavalry fighting.

"The seventh team's 6th confrontation was undamaged! Destroyed one enemy plane!" The air and space fighter pilots of the guards reported.

"Okay! Get rid of this group of devilish Westerners!"

"Yes!"

In the low-orbit space, because the battlefield is very stretched, every confrontation will report the battle damage to the commander in order to facilitate overall command.

After the seventh team reported, it switched to the battlefield channel.

"Slow down and turn around!"

Ten air-to-sky fighters circled in the low-orbit space, and then floated quietly.

"Radar is locked, the enemy is at a distance of 500 kilometers ahead, launching missiles, and the main engine is fully advancing!"

The light from the tail of the aerospace fighter suddenly erupted, and the pulse engine power was increased to its maximum, reaching a speed of Mach 25 in a few seconds, which is 8,500 meters per second! Moreover, the speed at which the enemy and ourselves are flying relative to each other will double the speed at which they are approaching each other!

Such a speed is unimaginable within the atmosphere, but in low-orbit space, it does not appear to be fast.

"The cannon is ready to meet the enemy in 30 seconds!"

"Yes!"

"20 seconds!"

"10 seconds!"

"emission!"

Suddenly!

The pilots in the cabin could hear the sound of the vibrations of the guns. The basic speed of the dense bullet rain reached Mach 25, plus the thrust of the gunpowder, it instantly reached Mach 30, shrouded in the enemy's direction.

"Evade, evade!"

Before the enemy's shadow appeared in the sight of the guard squad leader, he ordered the team members to immediately change direction and avoid.

The subordinates are all veterans who have experienced many battles, and they have to change direction immediately.

In less than a second, a group of bullets flew towards the face, which was invisible to the naked eye, and it was also a flash on the radar.

If it is half a second at night, there will be fighters torn apart by the powerful kinetic energy of bullets.

"Fighter No. 1 is safe!"

"Fighter 2 is safe!"

"Fighter 3 is safe!"

......

It wasn't until all the team members had reported that the team leader breathed a sigh of relief. In a moment of life or death, anything can happen.

"Whether to destroy the enemy?"

"Report to the captain, kill an enemy plane!"

At the moment of dodge hurriedly, the enemy's fighter planes had staggered away, and the fighter's camera recorded the picture of the destroyed enemy plane.

The screen showed that a vague fighter plane flew by in the gloomy void. Not far from the battle, it exploded into a spark without any sound, just like a cluster of silent flames, and fighter fragments splashed around.

Some fall into the atmosphere, and some fly up into the high-orbit space. When the kinetic energy is exhausted, they become a piece of space junk. After countless years, they will slowly fall into the atmosphere.

"call--!"

The team took a long sigh. The war here is different from that in the atmosphere. At the moment of fighting, everyone's adrenaline will soar to the extreme. Even the guard pilots with strong hearts are under tremendous psychological pressure.

The pilots of the Western Air Force were even more unbearable.

"Shit! Jon was killed! I'm fed up with this **** war, I can't even see the shadow of the enemy!"

"Did God abandon us? This is hell, I want to leave!"

"Bastard, shut up! If anyone dared to run, they should be treated as a deserter! Wait until the military court!" Seeing that the pilots in the team were in a negative state, the squadron leader suddenly cursed.

"Sir, we don't have experience in air and space warfare. Let's withdraw, my fighter fuel is almost exhausted!"

"Sir, my fuel is almost exhausted!"

......

The squadron leader lowered his head to see that he had little jet fuel left, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Dididi!

A rapid siren sounded from the radar.

"Oh God! These **** are here again!"

At this time, even the squadron leader was not calm.

"Prepare for war, prepare for war! This round, we must kill an enemy plane!"

The pilots of the Western Air Force had no choice. They were locked by enemy radars. Now they turn around and they will only die faster. It is better to fight to the death. As long as they are not hit by chance at that moment, they can live a little longer.

In the squadron communication channel, there was silence except for heavy breathing one after another.

The time counts down from minute to second, and every second they pass, they feel the death sickle closer to the top of their heads.

"Meet in 10 seconds! Fire!"

The Western pilot immediately pressed the launch button, and various cannon bullets mixed with the missiles and fired forward.

As soon as 10 seconds were up, the Xilijian pilot only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then two clusters of sparks exploded in the team, just like an explosion out of thin air.

"call--!"

The pilot who was not hit let out a sigh of relief and escaped another round of confrontation.

After the tension, there is a strong feeling of anxiety, and no one knows in which confrontation they will die.

However, after this fight, the guard air-space fighter did not open a safe distance as before. Instead, it flew less than a hundred kilometers and turned back. You must know that at the speed of the aerospace fighter, tens of kilometers is nothing but a few tens of kilometers. A matter of tens of seconds! The crisis is here!

The Western Air Force, which had just adapted to the cavalry confrontation, suddenly encountered this situation, and for a time had nothing to do.