Guide to Galactic Dominance

The answer is, there is no escape.

I saw the entire fuselage of the F-22, which was shining with silver light and full of momentum, hit the UFO at an oblique angle, which was less than five meters away. Almost at the moment of the collision, fire burst out. The explosion caught two fighter planes in the sky. An explosion slower than light followed closely, and almost all the people watching on the ground couldn't help but cover their heads, faces and eyes.

This scene is too sudden!

Just a moment ago, people thought they were watching flying stunts and the appearance of novelty UFOs, but the next second a stealth fighter plane costing 150 million US dollars was like a scoundrel fight, and a super-looking sci-fi cool alien fighter fuselage crashed into it. past. The fire and explosion frightened everyone. The shattered F-22 parts splashed out and flew towards the ground from an altitude of more than a thousand meters.

There is not only the influence of the earth's gravity, but the driving force generated by the explosion itself is already very terrifying. In fact, the propellers of the flying parts are not just these two forces.

Bai Zhongqi didn't care about escaping at this time. He stood a little distance above the explosion, and he chose to squat on the ground to minimize the chance of being harmed. He, a patient with anxiety disorder, will not be anxious at least when a real crisis comes. Instead, he is terrifyingly calm and thinks very quickly.

He could clearly see that in the gap where the fire exploded, the UFO was still in the sky. After passing through the explosion of fire, the trimaran-like alien fighter plane continued to sail without a single scratch on its body. Bai Zhongqi was a little unbelievable. The F-22 had such a fierce collision in flight, coupled with the explosion, but it could not do anything to this alien fighter. What was this alien fighter made of?

Being sharp-eyed and careful, he quickly discovered that there was an undetectable, blue-colored film that undulated like water ripples at a distance of a few inches to a foot around the outer edge of the alien fighter plane. It looks like a bubble that expands a little in the shape of an alien fighter plane. You can't see it unless you look carefully. And after flashing for only a moment, it disappeared, as if it had never existed, which made Bai Zhongqi wonder if he had seen it wrong.

"Protective shield?" Bai Zhongqi was surprised, but in many science fiction works, the defense power is beyond the limit, and a protective shield that can prevent most attacks is almost standard. Whether it's a mecha or an interstellar battleship, it's not surprising to have something like this. The principles for producing protective shields are also varied, but the effect is the same.

The scattered F-22 parts turned into a dangerous disaster. Buildings and people were constantly hit by the fallen and even burning parts of the wreckage of the fighter plane. The crowd that was originally watching the excitement finally became completely hysterical, running for their lives in all directions, screaming and crying one after another.

A section of the main wing of the fighter jet shot over like a dart, directly cutting into the body of a thirty-story office building. The more small debris that fell along with the large debris was even more dangerous. There were too many people watching on the ground at this time, and any part falling down would cause death or injury. A piece of debris from an unknown part directly hit three young people. The three young people didn't even have to struggle before their upper bodies were smashed into pieces. A fragment of the machine body crashed into the fountain, causing water to splash everywhere. A man who was standing in front of a roadside convenience store, thinking that nothing was wrong, was inexplicably hit by the broken engine parts. No one knew who the wreckage would hit next, so they could only run as fast as they could.

On the contrary, at this time, Bai Zhongqi stopped running and ran with the crowd. In such a dense neighborhood, a stampede accident was likely to occur, and it was a waste of energy. Bai Zhongqi stood up and stuck himself next to the street lamppost, letting the crowd rush past him. It's safe here, no one will hit the street lights, and the cars on the highway have stopped long ago. Not a piece of debris hit him around, so it should be safe here, but people's fear still made them run for their lives, even regardless of the direction. Bai Zhongqi planned to observe the situation first.

However, the crisis is not over.

In the sky, I watched my good friend sacrifice his life and crash into an alien fighter plane. In the end, not even the man or the fighter plane was left. Sean's eyes suddenly turned red. The two were students at the pilot school at the same time, and were jointly selected as pilots for the U.S. Air Force's less than 200 F-22 fighters. Their family relationship is also very close. When Sean went on a date with his wife, he would even give his daughter to the Frasers. When I came back to pick up my daughter, I saw my daughter and two Fraser children happily spraying each other with water guns in the yard.

Fraser died, and a family was torn apart.

Sean wanted to avenge his good friend. He aimed at the UFO flying in the sky and fired his own angry 20mm M61A2 aircraft cannon shell. A string of artillery shells with a rate of fire of up to 6,000 rounds per minute were accompanied by the unique terrifying cracking sound when the Vulcan cannon was fired. The shells accurately hit the arrogant UFO.

Then nothing happened!

Bai Zhongqi saw it quite clearly this time. The blue water bubble-like protective shield appeared again. All the shells were blocked by the protective shield before hitting the alien fighter plane. Not only that, the protective cover seemed to have a very strong repulsive force, pushing out the machine gun shells with terrible kinetic energy. This is why the speed of the flying parts accelerated when the F-22 exploded just now, because the protective cover must have exerted an outward force on it.

This is easy to understand and very logical. In fact, human military equipment also has defense systems with similar ideas, such as explosive reactive armor. Instead of passively receiving a heavy blow from the enemy, it is better to bounce the enemy away first. It's just that it seems that the protective shield of this alien fighter is too powerful. Not only does it have passive defense that is difficult to penetrate, but it can also actively push away enemy warheads. Those 20mm cannon warheads disperse outward almost visible to the naked eye.

Bai Zhongqi, who was on the ground, couldn't see clearly because of the distance. However, the direction of the shells originally fired at the alien fighter planes changed and they all flew outward. This must be the result of the active action of the protective shield.

Just a protective shield made Bai Zhongqi fascinated and dazzled at the moment. What kind of advanced and high-end black technology does this alien fighter plane have? Almost the most sophisticated weapons of mankind are in front of it, and it is completely unable to fight back.

This alien fighter seemed to have lost interest in continuing to play with the F-22 at this moment. And I saw it making an incredible move in the air. With the nose of the plane as a dot, the tail of the plane swung rapidly, making it perfectly draw a semicircle arc close to 180 degrees, causing the nose of the plane to be pointed at the direction just now. A Raptor that shoots itself.

The next second, a red light that was as thin as a finger and even seemed to be light radiated from under the nose of the alien fighter plane, and there was an obvious upward movement. This red light lasted for just over a second. When Bai Zhongqi suddenly looked at the F-22, he could already see that the area where the rear side of the F-22's fuselage connected to the right main wing had been cut open by the red light. After losing its wings, the F-22 immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground in a spiral like a fly with broken wings.

In the cockpit of this alien fighter plane, a young Iridium pilot with a handsome face had a sneer on his lips. The cockpit of this fighter is completely different from the Earth fighter. There are no displays, operating levers, etc. The pilot is fixed in a single cockpit like a "coffin". Pilots do not need to use their own hands and feet to control the fighter plane. A V2 pilot helmet with consciousness transmission is the pilot's main means of control. The fighter's omnidirectional sensors will deliver all images and other information to the pilot's eyes in the form of virtual reality and augmented reality. The pilot's neural signals are directly processed by the flight helmet into electrical and optical signals that the fighter aircraft can recognize. In other words, having a V2-style flight helmet directly makes the fighter plane become the pilot's body, and flying becomes the control of one's own senses and limbs, making the fighter plane more agile and flexible.

As soon as the first-generation consciousness transmission control flight helmet V1 was released, it was favored by the Iridium Space Force aviation force. Although switching from traditional flying to conscious flying is a huge transition, many elite pilots are unable to adapt to the new mode of flying. However, the consciousness transmission flight helmet established a great victory for the Iridium Space Force aviation in the war against the Snail Planet. Thousands of imperial fighter planes that were as capable as their fingers turned from slaughtered lambs into terrifying gray wolves when faced with the originally superior Spiral Mosquito fighter planes. The Imperial Space Force even built hundreds of aircraft-carrying cruisers that were not originally favored, and launched frequent swarm bombings and surprise attacks on the Snail Fleet and the Administrative Star, creating remarkable results.

The pilot who came to Earth at this moment, Dean, had not participated in that battle full of glory and legend, but his father was a pilot at that time, a little-known man who had not even achieved a single kill. pilot.

Dean is not an Iridium person by blood. He comes from the Moon Pond planet, the 112th administrative planet of the empire. There are differences in appearance between the Moon Pond people and the Iridium people. Their skin is whiter than that of the Iridium people, a kind of pinkish white, which is similar to that of the Earth. There is a huge difference in skin color among white people. The hair of Yuetang people is golden white, and it grows very fast, and it can be shawl-shaped in almost a week. Even the pupils of the Yuetang people are gray-white, and their eyesight is not very good. When the empire first colonized Yuetang Planet, this nation was still in a slave society and was quite backward. However, in the eyes of the Iridium people, the Yuetang people are a very beautiful nation. Both men and women have beautiful bodies and outstanding looks. Therefore, Moon Pond Lovers became a fashion in the empire within a certain period of time.

In the empire, the people of Yuetang were given the impression that they were all about beauty but lacked practical skills. Even the people of Yuetang accepted this setting in the end. Yuetang parents educate their children to learn how to groom themselves, learn art, and not waste time on natural and social sciences, nor try to learn administration. Yuetang people are only responsible for being beautiful and beautiful. As an ethnic minority with a population of approximately 20 million, the Yuetang people account for less than 0.2% of the total population of the empire, and they are rarely seen in professions other than dancers, singers, actors and public relations.

When Dean's father became a pilot, it also caused a sensation on Moon Pond Star. However, Dean's father made five sorties during the war, but failed to achieve any results. He was even shot down and his body was not recovered. This made all Yuetang people feel: "Sure enough, we Yuetang people are still not suitable for a career like soldiers." , If you can’t do it well at all, you’re going to die.”

However, Dean never felt this way. He was ashamed of his father's death and the Yuetang people's self-satisfied destiny. He worked a hundred times harder than others and entered the Imperial Pilot School. Although he could only graduate with the lowest grades, he also realized his dream of becoming a pilot. He is surrounded by colleagues who laugh at him and look down on him, but the more this happens, the more he cannot give up.

Finally, while following Captain Xu Lanzhou in his crusade against the interstellar pirate forces, Dean completed his first crash. Although it was an old fighter plane, it was still the first crash completed by a Yuetang pilot in history. The military newspaper even made a special report, affirming Dean's efforts. Originally, Dean thought that he had finally come forward, but the comrades beside him looked at him and still chuckled. This level is something that everyone can do.

Dean's heart was bleeding, but he couldn't refute that every Imperial pilot was extremely good. His efforts can only ensure that he does not fall behind. Like a tight string that could no longer bear the force, Dean decided to quit the Space Army.

However, his boss Xu Lanzhou, a female officer about his age, called her in front of him and said only three words: "No retreat!"

As a young girl who bears the glory and burden of the Twelve Destiny Knights family, Xu Lanzhou faces greater pressure than Dean. But from a junior officer to a fleet commander, she was still unsatisfied in conquering other people's prejudices against her.

Dean did not retire and accepted Xu Lanzhou's invitation to join the R19 exploration fleet. Then he came to the earth and took on the task of testing the earth's force.

"Second downing?" Dean was not very happy. The fighter jet opposite him called the F-22 was terrifyingly stupid in his eyes, not even as good as the pirate fighter jet he shot down the first time. Obtaining such a kill did not give Dean any sense of satisfaction.

A new instruction came from the V2 flight tactical helmet: "Evacuate from the Earth's atmosphere and no longer engage in combat with any Earth weapons."

Dean issued the order and received feedback, thinking in his mind - even if he comes to a new universe, his goal of becoming the ace pilot of the Empire will not change, whether it is the fragile F-22 or the Spiral Mosquito star fighter. He will defeat powerful enemies one by one to achieve his ace.

Because of that, he could be worthy of the beautiful girl sitting on the Holy Falcon.

The beautiful image that has been imprinted in the bottom of my heart and cannot be removed.