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Chapter 48: Invitation to Lancelot

As two fighter jets were shot down one after another, the common situation of one-on-one fight, that is, one-on-one fights appeared in the game.

After careful observation of the coordinates of the target that Lin Feng had sent before being shot down, and overlapped with the reference coordinate system of the machine. Long Yun judged that the opponent should have landed at the four o'clock direction behind him; at this time, the prompt sound of rwr's prediction sound was sounding, and indeed the target was illuminating him with a fire control radar, just at the four o'clock direction!

He suddenly turned his head and looked back. It seemed that there was a target coming in the direction of the sun. The UV Audit System was still powerless to threaten the direction of the sun. However, Long Yun immediately judged that the opponent should launch a fighting missile to attack him. So he accelerated further without considering it. Then, when he could barely see the incoming missile, he pressed the jamming bullet launch button, and at the same time, he pulled the lever to climb up sharply. With the rapid increase in height and attenuation of speed, the su-50 chasing behind him was about to rush over and hurriedly enter the defensive barrel of a large radius and rolled open the speed plate, but he still rushed to the front of Long Yun's plane.

Watching the opponent's actions from the lower-view radar display screen, changing from somersault, Long Yun, who entered the dive, immediately seized the opportunity to pursue again. Now there are no missiles in his MiG machine's bullet bay, and the problem must be solved with the gsh-30 cannon!

The fighter plane was constantly diving and increasing its speed. The opponent in front was still dodging with continuous maneuvers. It was estimated that he wanted to avoid an attack like this. Then he suddenly slowed down and let Long Yun rush over his head, and the offensive and defensive situation would reverse in an instant. However, he obviously underestimated Long Yun's ability to control the air cannon. Although the gsh-30, which was limited by the cooling of the gun barrel, could only shoot a long shot of up to twenty-five shells at a time, it was enough to aim at the player with extremely high heads.

With the continuous calculation of the fire control system, the dynamic aura firmly pressed the target in the flat display. Long Yun patiently waited for the opponent to complete a set of snake-shaped maneuvers and pulled the trigger at the right time of flattening. The series of shells left quickly with the light trembling of the body. After waiting for about two seconds, the system prompt appeared. It was determined that the "Varyag" long aircraft was hit by three 30 mm shells, and then it was decided to shoot down!

Three shells shot down a heavy fighter?

It sounds a bit lucky, but in fact it is indeed normal. Unlike shooting with the target of the attacker's fuselage facing the attacker's target, the shells strike from top to bottom. The tail-chasing shooting can hit three shells, so the probability of the engine being shot is very high; engines with precision and fragile structures are not as capable as the body and wings of hard shell structures. It is not uncommon for a 30-mm high-explosion projectile to solve the problem.

The opponent defeated the score 2:1, and the whole process was also very exciting. The live viewers and tourists who liked to watch the fun applauded "May".

Since they won this game again, it means that they have become the top six of PRSFT in the year, or at least tens of thousands of yuan in bonuses. They have such good performances when they participated in PRSFT for the first time, which naturally makes people look forward to their subsequent competitions.

He shook hands with the members of the "Varyag" team who walked down the simulator, chatted with them in fluent Russian, and pointed out that this game was a bonus, and the performance advantages of land-based fighters over carrier-based aircraft still existed. After saying this with a speculative view, Long Yun suddenly felt Su Xue's slightly fluctuating consciousness message - he naturally had no time to distract during the competition just now, and I wonder what she encountered?

Turning his head and looking in the direction of the little girl's seat, Long Yun found that she was talking to a blond young man sitting next to her. It seemed that the two of them were a little unhappy, so he immediately walked over to see what was going on.

"...Really, that guy is lucky. - There is nothing to praise, maybe 'Varyag' and the others let it go?"

"But, what evidence do you have to say that?"

"Oh! Of course there is, if I was driving the su-50, it would be impossible to be so easy for that guy to be—"

When I was watching the game yesterday, I discovered this beautiful young girl. Lancelo, who was idle except for the game, was different from the taciturn Richard next to me. He was immediately attracted by Su Xue's perfect mixed-race appearance and beautiful figure.

Since he had an idea in his mind, he had come up to chat with him before. Although he only received a few fluent English words that were lukewarm in response, he felt a little itchy. He didn't expect to see her here again today. Although he didn't know what the girl's name was, Lancelo felt that the people who often appeared at the competition site should be enthusiasts of simulator competition, so he took advantage of the topic and used the performance of the players who belittled "May" and "Varyag" to boost his value, hoping to attract Su Xue's attention.

Lancelo was very excited, but he didn't know that the relationship between the girl in front of him and the "May" player Long Yun was extraordinary. Such performance would only arouse her disgust.

Sure enough, when she heard the blonde man in front of her talking nonsense, Su Xue felt secretly angry, but she was not easy to attack due to politeness and the reserve of the girl, so she could only express her doubts lightly. Fortunately, she saw Long Yun walking over at this time, and the little girl moved her mind and let him come over and sit beside her side. Then she naturally put her upper body slightly and stretched her arms around Long Yun's arm:

"Really? Mr. Lancello, please tell him what you have any opinions."

"Ah?——You, you..."

Even a fool who couldn't open his eyes, he knew what was going on when he saw the actions of the beautiful girl in front of him. Lancelo's face became very ugly, but he still had to hold on for the sake of face. Moreover, he was quite angry at this time. He was a rich and rich young talent no matter how rich he said. Usually, there are many girls around him. What's the good thing about the Chinese in front of him?

Perhaps except for his well-melted muscles, nothing else can compare to his Lanslow!

——Oh, if you want to be honest, this guy's simulator level seems to be...

"I'm talking to this lady and comment on the game just now. Sir, your competitive level is good. I wonder who is better at it between you and me?"

"...between you and me?"

Feeling Su Xue's soft body leaning against, Long Yun also felt that the little girl was clearly deliberately stimulating the young man in front of him. However, when he heard Lancelo's words, he remembered that most of the people in front of him were players of the Australian team - in other words, the opponent he would face in the last round of knockout matches.

"I remember, you are Lancelo? Since we think our May skills are not very good, then let's compete first, how about it?"

Although the day after tomorrow is the game between the two teams, if they were warming up before the game, Long Yun would not mind teaching the blond boy who looked very excited in advance. When he heard Long Yun's straightforward invitation, it seemed that it was not the traditional Chinese low-key and forbearing style. Lancelo was slightly surprised, and then slowly shook his head:
Chapter completed!
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