NFBE Chapter 769 Simulated Air Combat
Chapter 769 Simulated Air Combat
Chapter 769 Simulated Air Combat
"Boom."
Fu Qinghai pinned Roxie against the wall, gripped her waist with both hands, and explored her waist upwards and downwards. He then took off her coat from her shoulders, lowered his head, and brought his nose close to her neck, taking a deep breath of her scent.
It smells quite nice.
Fu Qinghai was certain it wasn't the smell of perfume. He had once read that if someone smells good to you, it means your genes deem them a suitable partner for reproduction. Roxie did indeed smell nice.
She was somewhat surprised by her body, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind:
The room suddenly became dark.
Fu Qinghai raised his hand and turned off the dormitory lights.
Before entering the world of reincarnation, Fu Qinghai was already an expert. He knew that most girls preferred a dark and private environment at this time, so he thoughtfully turned off the light and then picked up the woman and carried her to the single bed.
The two came to the bedside. Roxie gently broke free from Fu Qinghai, sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and took off her shoes and socks. Then she tore off the training uniform jacket that Fu Qinghai had pulled up to her arms and threw it on the floor. She raised her elbows and lifted up her sports bra to take it off. Finally, she straightened up and knelt on the bed.
Bathed in the bright moonlight streaming through the window, Roxie leaned back slightly, tightening her core muscles. Her taut, white waist instantly revealed a perfectly defined six-pack, with her six-pack abs standing out like an ice cube tray, the taut muscle lines as clear as if carved by a knife.
Roxie's long, slender fingers lightly traced across her abdominal muscles. She glanced up at Fu Qinghai, a smug smile spreading across her face, and asked softly:
"Does it look good?"
"nice."
Fu Qinghai nodded and immediately reached out to touch it, then suddenly realized something and couldn't help but chuckle.
So, do you want to compare your muscles with mine too?
Roxy is indeed quite competitive.
Fu Qinghai looked at Roxie's bare upper body with admiration, thinking that it was no wonder that this woman was the first to fall into a coma due to dehydration in the desert. The clear and deep abdominal muscle lines that could be highlighted showed that Roxie's body fat percentage was obviously very low. Because of her low body fat percentage, her breasts were naturally not large.
While visually very sexy and beautiful, an excessively low body fat percentage is actually unhealthy and can affect the body's ability to regulate body temperature and energy. However, to be fair, Roxie's physique is indeed quite good; her measurements aren't as large as Jiang Yixia's, but rather a more lean and slender build.
Fu Qinghai has already started handling and playing with it.
Roxie tilted her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the rough, warm lines of his palm rubbing against her skin.
He let out a soft panting sound.
……
The next morning.
A ray of pale golden morning light shone through the window, illuminating the disheveled white bedding and the man and woman on the bed.
Fu Qinghai suddenly opened his eyes.
He turned to look to the side and saw that Roxy's neck was resting on his arm, and she was fast asleep with her back to him.
Fu Qinghai's gaze followed Roxie's bare, white back down, eventually disappearing into the deep crevice.
Recalling the madness of last night, Fu Qinghai was still a little unsatisfied. Roxie was really incredibly fun to play with; he never expected that Roxie, who usually spoke, dressed, and acted like a tomboy, could actually make such a distinctive voice.
Roxie wasn't shy or coy in bed, but Fu Qinghai could clearly sense that she had very little experience with the opposite sex, which contrasted sharply with her arrogant attitude when she said "I want to seduce you," making her seem very naive.
She can be further developed.
"Well!"
Roxie stretched and yawned, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. He turned to ask:
"what time is it?"
"Calida time, 6:22."
Fu Qinghai propped his head up with his hand and looked at her, saying.
"Tsk, I have class in the morning."
Roxie clicked his tongue, threw back the covers, got out of bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and began to put them on. With his back to Fu Qinghai, he said as he dressed:
"Let me tell you in advance, there has been no fundamental change in our relationship. Don't think that just because we slept together once, I've become something to you. That's pure wishful thinking. Our relationship is simply one where we get pleasure from each other, understand?"
"Ok, I see."
Fu Qinghai nodded dismissively.
Roxie put on her pants, squatted down to tie her military boot laces, stood up, lifted her hand to put on her sports bra, reached inside to adjust the position of her chest, and then turned and walked into the bathroom.
"Why are you able to live in such a big dormitory all by yourself? Are reserve officers in the stormtroopers really that important?"
Roxy's grumbling came from the bathroom.
Fu Qinghai ignored her and got up to get dressed. He was going to attend classes at another college today.
Inside the bathroom, Roxie picked up Fu Qinghai's toothbrush, smelled it, squeezed on toothpaste, and began brushing her teeth. After washing up, Roxie quickly dried her face with Fu Qinghai's towel, put on her coat, and zipped it up.
"gone."
Roxie waved and greeted him.
He turned and left without looking back.
……
"Click."
After the door closed, Luo Kexi stopped outside Fu Qinghai's room, his expression slowly turning into a bitter face. He reached out and rubbed his swollen lower abdomen and sore thighs, then turned and limped towards the exit, leaning against the wall.
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Caledar Military Academy, simulation room.
This is a training facility belonging to the Imperial Naval Academy.
The simulation room is like a sci-fi version of an e-sports arena. The almost completely enclosed building has no windows, and the only lighting is provided by red light strips on the walls. Rows and rows of simulation equipment are placed inside, and the seats and cockpit environment are designed to mimic the real cockpit of the TIE fighter jet as much as possible.
Students sat in front of each simulation device.
Fu Qinghai also sat down in front of the simulation equipment.
Right next to Fu Qinghai sat Roxie's roommate, the beautiful black-haired girl he'd seen that night at the bar and in the dorm. She was calmly adjusting the simulator in front of her, making no attempt to greet Fu Qinghai, as if she didn't recognize him at all.
"Theoretically speaking, we should not allow this."
An instructor walked over, rested his elbow on the back of Fu Qinghai's chair, and said calmly:
“The simulator room is a valuable teaching asset. Normally, we don’t allow students other than those from the Naval Academy to use it, but since you are the student with the most records in the history of Calida Military Academy, we have decided to give you an exception.”
Does that mean I'm enjoying special privileges?
Fu Qinghai nodded and said:
"Thank you, instructor. I'd like to know if I perform well in this aerial combat simulation course, will I be able to earn the same GPA as other naval cadets?"
The instructor gave Fu Qinghai a strange look, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:
"Of course, I will give you all the same score. However... I think instead of worrying about your grades, you should think about how to survive the first ten minutes."
The instructor thought for a moment, then stood up straight and said seriously:
"I think I have to remind you that piloting a space fighter is unlike any course you've taken before. It has nothing to do with your physical fitness, your strength, your shooting skills, your combat skills... none of them. Air combat is... a talent, and even more so an art. It's not something that can be overcome by sheer willpower."
Oh, so you think I broke multiple records at Caleda Military Academy because of my strong willpower?
"Thank you for reminding me, sir."
Fu Qinghai nodded and said.
Seeing that Fu Qinghai was completely unmoved, the instructor didn't bother to say anything more. He explained the usage procedures and operating specifications of the simulation equipment to Fu Qinghai—mainly worried that this guy might damage the expensive equipment by operating it haphazardly—before shaking his head and turning away.
The instructor's words, seemingly well-intentioned, betrayed a hint of pride, or rather… arrogance, in Fu Qinghai's ears. Whether in the Human Empire or the Galactic Empire, naval personnel seemed to possess an innate pride, especially when facing their ground-based colleagues. However, this pride was understandable, given the decisive role space warfare played in most battles.
"Humph."
A disdainful snort rang out from the side.
Fu Qinghai turned his head and looked over. The black-haired girl stared at the screen in front of her expressionlessly, without saying a word.
"Alright, all trainees, get ready."
The instructor's voice came from the middle.
The cockpit canopy slowly descended, and all the trainees picked up their helmets and put them on. Fu Qinghai ignored the girl and also picked up his helmet and put it on.
The scenery suddenly changed, turning into a vast, dark space with silver lights in the distance and irregularly shaped meteorites scattered nearby.
"Aerial combat simulation, single-player mode, AI difficulty: medium, countdown: five, four, three, two..."
A cold, mechanical electronic female voice sounded in my ear.
Fu Qinghai gripped the control lever in front of him with both hands.
"start!"
Fu Qinghai pushed the control lever and launched the attack at full speed. A meteorite in front of him rapidly enlarged and was about to collide with him. Fu Qinghai suddenly pulled the control lever to the left to avoid it.
Fu Qinghai had never flown a TIE fighter jet before, not even in a simulator. From an observer's perspective, Fu Qinghai's operation was reckless and impatient. He was unfamiliar with everything about the standard TIE fighter jet: acceleration, turning, firing... But he was learning and adapting at an extremely fast pace.
The simulator's cockpit was exactly the same as that of a real fighter jet, with all sorts of switches, buttons, and displays surrounding Fu Qinghai. Although he had learned what each switch and button corresponded to through prior training, he still had to try them all out to determine how these functions would affect the fighter jet itself.
At this moment, in the center of the simulation room, the instructor sat back in a swivel chair, facing a giant screen composed of countless small screens, each displaying a fighter jet being piloted by a student. These screens surrounded him, and his gaze swept across them, observing each person's performance.
He focused on two people.
One is Ivy Elowen.
Currently, the top-performing student among all pilot cadets at the Imperial Naval Academy is a girl. Her talent is clearly far superior to that of her classmates. Her performance in single-player mode is impeccable. The only problem is her poor performance in team combat mode, which may be related to her personality, but she is still a key student to watch.
Elowin's performance was consistently stable and outstanding. While the other trainees were still dodging obstacles and making their way to the designated location, she had already secured the first kill upon arrival. The instructor reviewed her maneuvers, which were calm, collected, precise, and deadly, like an elegant assassin.
Another key person he was focused on was Aoyama, the most famous student at Calida Military Academy.
The instructor turned his gaze to a small screen and saw that the fighter jet controlled by Qingshan was spinning around in the asteroid belt like a headless fly, crashing into things or spinning in place, and then firing at the meteorites... The instructor's face showed an expression of no surprise, he sighed and looked away.
If he doesn't reach the target location within five minutes, he can be declared eliminated. There's no need to waste any more time on this star student. He can leave the simulator in two more minutes... At this moment, the instructor suddenly caught a glimpse of Qingshan's fighter jet shooting out of the asteroid belt like an arrow, heading straight for the target location at a violent speed.
"Well, he finally made it."
The instructor muttered to himself.
At this moment, inside Fu Qinghai's simulator.
He was getting closer and closer to his target location.
Within minutes, Fu Qinghai had become completely familiar with the fighter jet he was currently simulating controlling. It was the classic TIE/ln standard fighter jet, the most numerous fighter jet in the Galactic Empire Navy, and also one of the iconic symbols of the Galactic Empire, belonging to the category of space superiority fighter jets.
To be honest, this fighter jet is actually quite simple.
Its simplicity lies in the fact that it has no shield system, no hyperspace drive, no life support system, and no ability to launch concussion missiles or proton torpedoes. Its only weapon is two coaxial L-S1 blast cannons, and its most distinctive feature is the two Quardan steel solar panels on both sides of the fuselage.
Of course, it still has the most basic things such as sensing system, navigation system, and communication system. Fu Qinghai was just familiarizing himself with the avionics equipment on the TIE fighter jet. It's not complicated. After all, the TIE fighter jet doesn't have the sockets of the aerospace mechanic robot. How complicated can the avionics system be?
Just how rudimentary was the standard TIE fighter jet?
In pursuit of extreme lightweighting or low cost, the standard TIE fighter jet doesn't even have landing gear!
Yes, TIE fighters can use their side wingplates for landing in emergencies, but that's only in emergencies because this method would likely damage the wingplates. Normal takeoffs and landings of TIE fighters must be done using special pylons on spaceships, where they normally hang like a string of bats.
Compared to the X-wing fighter, the mainstay fighter of the Rebel Alliance, the TIE fighter was completely outmatched.
The X-wing fighter is equipped with a shield system and a hyperspace drive. It can carry proton torpedoes or concussion missiles, has four blast cannons, and has variable-speed straight wings...
Aside from those two solar panels, the X-wing fighter basically has all the features that the TIE fighter has, and even better ones. The X-wing fighter also has features that the TIE fighter doesn't have.
In the movie, TIE fighter pilots wear fully enclosed black spacesuits, giving them a very futuristic look, while X-wing pilots wear semi-open yellow visor fly helmets, and their flight uniforms look quite ordinary. However, this is because the X-wing's cockpit has life support systems, so the pilots don't rely as heavily on spacesuits.
But then again.
The TIE fighter jet wasn't entirely without merit.
First, the manufacturing cost of TIE fighters is very low. A brand new TIE/ln standard fighter costs 60,000 credits, and a brand new T-65B X-wing fighter costs 150,000 credits. That means the money to build one X-wing can build two TIE fighters, and you'll still have 30,000 credits left over.
The main problem is that in actual combat, two TIE fighters are often not necessarily able to defeat one X-wing fighter.
Secondly, the TIE fighter is slightly faster than the X-wing fighter. Fu Qinghai personally believes that this is not necessarily because the TIE fighter's engine performance is stronger than that of the X-wing fighter, but more likely because the TIE fighter is smaller and lighter, thus resulting in higher speed.
After all, those who know about racing know:
Adding ten horsepower is not as good as reducing one pound of weight.
At the same time, the extreme lightweight design also brings superior maneuverability, another benefit of its small size. TIE fighters excel at close-range dogfights, which may be the only way for a TIE fighter to defeat an X-wing fighter in a one-on-one engagement.
Of course, most of the time, the two types of fighters will not face one-on-one combat scenarios. The Galactic Empire's development strategy for starfighters is quantity over quality. TIE fighters almost never operate alone, but usually fly in formations of six to twelve aircraft, using swarm tactics to overwhelm the enemy.
That's why, in the bar that night, the hook-nosed naval officer told the dark-haired girl—if you can't learn to fight in formation, you'll never be able to counter the X-wing fighters. The performance difference between the two types of aircraft is simply too great; it can't be bridged by pilot skill alone.
The only way to make up for it is through sheer numbers.
Star Wars is an American IP. Many people see the difference between the TIE fighter and the X-wing fighter and immediately think of the Japanese A6M Zero fighter and the American P-51 Mustang fighter. But in reality, the difference between the TIE fighter and the X-wing fighter is much, much, much greater than the difference between the Zero and the Mustang.
Fu Qinghai glanced down at the navigation system.
He has now arrived at his destination.
Even without navigation system prompts, he could see the mission objective of this simulation mission simply by sight.
A Generosity-class frigate.
The Generous-class frigate, also known as the Banking Group Communications Frigate, is a ship of the Independent System Confederation. It is over 800 meters long and over 400 meters wide, with powerful firepower and carrying capacity, and is the backbone of the separatist navy.
Clearly, this mission simulates a battle from the Clone Wars, which explains the appearance of this type of ship.
Fu Qinghai piloted the TIE fighter straight toward the warship without slowing down at all. The warship was badly damaged and its exterior was broken. Flames and smoke were spewing from the holes in the hull, but some of the point defense blast cannons were still working, firing blast beams at the lone TIE fighter that was attacking.
Fu Qinghai remained expressionless, his hands firmly gripping the control stick. He slightly swayed it left and right a couple of times, dodging the incoming thick burst of energy. Each maneuver of the TIE fighter was extremely small, the burst of energy almost grazing the wingplates, as if every operation had been precisely calculated, wasting not a single bit of the fighter's turning energy.
At this moment, in the center of the simulated room.
The instructor was immediately captivated by this maneuver.
He squinted and leaned closer to the screen.
"Hey, what's going on? Is it just luck?"
The instructor stared at Fu Qinghai's fighter jet and muttered to himself.
When Fu Qinghai's TIE fighter jet approached within a few hundred meters of the Generous-class frigate, he saw countless robots clinging to the hull of the warship. They stood up one after another, like piranhas that had smelled blood. At the same time, the fire control system also marked countless red boxes that were interlocked together.
Vulture-class robotic interstellar fighter.
This is an interstellar fighter used by the Independent Galaxy Confederation during the Clone Wars. It is cheaper than the TIE fighter. The most special feature of this fighter is that it can transform into a walking machine to walk on land.
The Vulture-class robotic fighter also lacks a shield system and hyperspace drive, and its endurance, speed, self-sufficiency, and defense are inferior to the TIE fighter. However, its firepower is far more ferocious than that of the TIE fighter, possessing two sets of twin-barreled energy cannons and two sets of shock missile launchers. The shock missile launchers can also be replaced with energy torpedo launchers.
The Independent Galaxy Confederation possesses many similar robotic fighters or robotic bombers. None of these aircraft have biological pilots; their operational skill depends on the computational capabilities of the robot's intelligence chip. The Vulture-class robotic fighter is positioned as a low-cost aircraft, possessing the reaction speed characteristic of robots, but its combat strategy may be inferior to that of humans.
Fu Qinghai immediately gripped the trigger and wouldn't let go.
The TIE fighter jet continuously fired red energy beams from both sides. Each energy beam could destroy a vulture robot. Many robots were blown up in mid-air as soon as they rose into the air and began to transform. Fu Qinghai's kill count dropped by four or five in just a few seconds.
The TIE fighter jets continued to accelerate.
"Aren't you going to slow down? We're going to crash."
The instructor observed Fu Qinghai's fighter jet.
A large swarm of Vulture-class robot fighters surged up from the frigate, like a dark cloud rising up, and Fu Qinghai crashed straight into it without slowing down.
Just when the instructor thought he was going to crash and die, the TIE fighter jet quickly flipped its fuselage, passing through the gaps between the vulture robots as if performing a wall-penetrating trick, and then suddenly pulled up, like a leaf on the crest of a wave, grazing the surface of the warship and going around to the other side of the warship.
"Huh? How did you do that?"
The instructor was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.
Fu Qinghai fired and destroyed a point defense blast turret on the surface of the warship. At that moment, he noticed that the frigate's hangar had opened, and one after another, strange fighter jets rushed out of the hangar. These fighter jets were shaped like water droplets, with a bubble-shaped cockpit, a sharp and long forked nose, and a spherical blast turret sandwiched in the middle. The overall design was full of alien style.
Geonosis Starfighter.
The Geonosis fighter jets—Fu Qinghai never expected to see these insect-like fighter jets piloted by insect-men in a simulator. He couldn't help but wonder whether this was a real battle or a completely virtual scenario.
He favored the latter, because sending a TIE fighter to challenge a Generous-class frigate and countless Independent System Confederate fighters was inherently unreasonable; it was an impossible mission, practically suicide.
With these thoughts in mind, Fu Qinghai continued operating the TIE fighter, skimming close to the surface of the frigate, the lower edge of its black wingplates almost grazing the hull. A large group of Geonosis interstellar fighters followed behind, firing as they pursued. At the same time, a large swarm of Vulture-class robotic fighters circled around from the other side of the frigate.
What does he want to do?
The instructor rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought.
At this moment, the screen in front of him went black one by one, indicating that many trainees had been shot down. The eliminated trainees left the simulator and came to the instructor to watch the remaining trainees operate. More and more trainees gradually gathered around the instructor.
At the same time, in the simulator next to Fu Qinghai.
The black-haired girl, wearing a helmet, was methodically maneuvering the fighter jet to evade enemy attacks, occasionally pulling the trigger to fire precise short bursts, constantly breaking kill records while trying to extend her survival time as much as possible.
Fu Qinghai was participating in this simulated mission for the first time, but the other trainees were not; they had experienced the same scenario countless times. The mission was inherently impossible to succeed, and the trainees all knew this. They repeated the mission again and again, constantly increasing their kill count and extending their survival time to hone their flying skills.
Elowin currently holds the record for the highest kill count in this simulation mission, having shot down as many as fourteen Vulture-class robot fighters. She's in excellent form and has a good feel for the game today, and is expected to break her own record.
Elowin's gaze was fixed intently on the enemy aircraft she had relentlessly pursued, using artillery fire to compress its evasive maneuvers while keeping an eye on her surroundings. Having repeated this mission countless times, she had long since figured out the optimal flight path. The medium-difficulty AI would cause enemy aircraft to appear randomly in different locations, but there were still general patterns to follow.
Using the asteroid belt as cover, approach the frigate. First, destroy the two close-in weapon turrets on the port side to attract two Vultures. After taking them out, continue to attract new Vultures, but do not exceed three at a time. This will keep the threat level of the robots low, thus avoiding being surrounded by a large number of enemy aircraft...
Elowin proceeded with the procedure methodically.
Hopefully, I can break the record today.
She thought to herself.
"Wow, Elwin has already shot down nine vultures."
One of the students pointed at the screen and exclaimed.
"Judging from this, she's going to break the record again today."
Another student clicked his tongue in amazement.
Learning a skill naturally involves focusing on the most skilled. At this moment, everyone was watching the top student in this cohort, Ivy Elowen, observing how she fought her way through several enemy aircraft. Just then, one of the trainees suddenly noticed something, pointed at the screen in front of the instructor, and asked curiously:
"Hey, what kind of fighter jet is that?"
The surrounding students turned their attention to the sound.
"Huh? I've never seen this before either."
"It doesn't seem to be a robot fighter jet. I saw a bubble-shaped cockpit, so there must be someone controlling it inside."
What place is in the picture?
The trainees immediately started discussing it.
"Geonosis Starfighter".
The instructor had no choice but to explain:
"Because you've never hit a frigate's hangar before, you don't know that reaching the warship's hangar will trigger the appearance of new Confederate fighters."
The trainees looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing this.
So there's this kind of setting in the task?
At this moment, Fu Qinghai was using the protruding structures and recessed grooves on the frigate's hull as obstacles to evade the pursuing enemy's artillery fire. The warship was badly damaged, with cracks in some parts of its hull emitting thick smoke, the black and gray smoke continuing to expand and spread in the vacuum environment.
Behind him was a large swarm of Geonosis starfighters relentlessly pursuing him, while a group of Vulture-class robotic fighters suddenly rose up on his left and right sides. These robotic fighters did not blindly follow and chase, but instead flew around the warship from both sides to surround it. After closing in to a certain distance, they opened their undersides, revealing missile launchers.
"Warning: You have been locked onto by multiple missiles."
A red message popped up on the screen.
After the robotic fighter locked onto the TIE fighter, it launched multiple shock missiles at one-second intervals. This was one of the most common types of missiles in the Star Wars multiverse. Soon, a dense array of missiles appeared behind Fu Qinghai, trailing long ion tails as they chased after him.
Fu Qinghai increased the flight speed once again, almost reaching the engine output limit of the standard TIE fighter jet, and also exceeding the reaction ability limit of human pilots. The fighter jet sped along the surface of the warship, making sharp turns, rolling, and leaping... dodging the obstacles that kept appearing in front of it.
However, a large number of missiles continued to relentlessly pursue them from behind, and were constantly closing the distance between them.
"What does he want to do?"
The instructor squinted and muttered to himself:
"Want to die a more spectacular death?"
The standard TIE fighter jet not only has a rudimentary weapon configuration, but it also lacks the ability to launch chaff. Its extreme speed and agile maneuverability are Fu Qinghai's only weapons.
But he couldn't keep circling the warship and running away. Running away would only prolong his survival time a little. There were too many enemy planes surrounding and pursuing him, so he didn't have many chances to fight back. He was looking for an opportunity, and finally, he found one. Facing the Geonosis interstellar fighters that were blocking his way again, Fu Qinghai accelerated and crashed into them once more.
"Bang!"
The TIE fighter jet pierced through once again.
This time, the opportunity wasn't as good as before. Fu Qinghai couldn't find a perfect gap to pass through the fighter jet formation. His fuselage was hit by the energy beam, and both wing panels sustained varying degrees of damage. Of course, this was a simulation, not actual combat, so all the damage manifested as a decrease in the aircraft's durability rating.
"Again?"
The instructor stared intently at the scene.
Once could be attributed to luck, but twice proves that he has this ability. He can accurately calculate a perfect evasion route, just enough to avoid all the oncoming energy beams and penetrate the interception formation formed by the opponent. Is this the reaction speed and computing power that humans possess?
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
A series of explosions erupted behind them.
A large number of Geonosis starfighters were hit by the following shock missiles, turning into huge fireballs. The explosions created a large area of debris. The pursuing Vulture-class robot fighters crashed into this cloud of debris and dust, causing another explosion and further expanding the size of the wreckage and metal fragments.
Only a few scattered fighter jets managed to avoid it.
At this point, a new kill record has been set.
In addition to the fighter jets that were previously destroyed.
A total of thirty-one Confederate warplanes.
However, Fu Qinghai's TIE fighter jet had not yet crashed.
He can continue to push the limits and break this record.
……
The screen in Elowin's view went black.
At the same time, they also lost control of the fighter jets.
"Damn it, we're just one short!"
She slammed her fist on the control panel in frustration.
Just now, she had reached her thirteenth kill, but was hit by a shock missile fired by a Vulture-class robot fighter that suddenly appeared next to her. Unfortunately, she failed to break her previous kill record and was eliminated.
"laugh--"
The simulator's hatch slowly opened and rose.
Elwin took off his helmet and stood up.
"laugh--"
At the same time, she heard the sound of the hatch unlocking next to her. Turning her head, she saw Fu Qinghai take off his helmet and step out of the simulator.
He actually managed to hold on until now?
Elowin looked somewhat surprised.
Fu Qinghai glanced at the woman, said nothing, and walked straight to the center of the simulation room. At this moment, all the simulation equipment in the room was turned on, and it was completely empty. All the trainees had been eliminated; Fu Qinghai and the black-haired girl were the last two trainees to emerge.
In the center of the simulation room, a large screen composed of countless small screens formed a circle, and Fu Qinghai could see that it was already crowded with people, with all the trainees gathered there.
But for some reason, they were completely silent.
Fu Qinghai went behind the big screen.
All the trainees turned around and stared at him blankly.
Being stared at by so many people at the same time, Fu Qinghai couldn't help but frown. He tried to find the instructor in the crowd, but his view was completely blocked by the naval cadets in front of him.
"You broke Calida's record, Aoyama!"
Finally, the instructor's voice came from the crowd.
He stood up and forcefully pushed aside the surrounding students.
"Thirty-seven fighter jets, a full thirty-seven fighter jets! You shot them all down, you shot down all the escort fighters, successfully completed the mission, and you're still alive at the very end! It's simply a miracle, am I dreaming?"
The instructor excitedly grasped at the air with his five fingers.
In fact, Fu Qinghai's TIE fighter jet was damaged in the end, but as long as the damage did not exceed 30%, the simulation equipment would determine that the fighter jet still had combat capability.
You've set a new record!
The instructor grabbed Fu Qinghai and shouted.
"Okay, sir."
Fu Qinghai nodded and pulled his hand away.
"May I go now? I have other classes later, engineering classes, I need to get there."
Fu Qinghai politely bid farewell to the instructor.
"Oh, okay, go ahead then."
The instructor quickly pushed the surrounding students away.
Fu Qinghai turned and walked towards the exit of the simulation room.
Objectively speaking, if he were in a real battlefield environment, he probably wouldn't use such an aggressive and risky strategy, because in actual combat, if he made a mistake, he would really die. It was precisely because it was a simulated mission that he knew he wouldn't die, so he dared to take some more extreme actions.
Fu Qinghai walked along, thinking to himself:
I should be able to get a perfect score by now, right?
……
Elowin stood in front of the big screen.
It was as if the whole person was frozen in carbon.
His face was stiff, he was motionless, and he was completely stunned.
The screen displays the number of kills for each student.
Her name appeared in the second line.
The first line is the glaring "Thirty-seventh" sign.
What's even more glaring than this number is...
Her name and numbers are all in red.
This indicates that she crashed after securing the kill.
And the person in the first row.
His name and numbers are both in green.
This shows that he accomplished this impossible task.
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