Almighty Lord of Another World

"Order, warm up the main guns of all battleships and heavy cruisers, aim at airspace No. 4, and be ready to fire at any time!"

The leader of Cheryla is not an indecisive person. He only has victory in his eyes, and his losses are just cannon fodder that needs to be replenished.

The subtle changes in the Cheryla Empire fleet did not escape the eyes of the monitors of the Macaorok battlefield, and were immediately reported to the fleet commander.

"Strange, our fleet hasn't reached their effective range, and the distance is far away. Why did the Cheryla fleet prepare for shelling so early?"

Before the commander could understand the mystery, Ekarina had guessed the purpose of the Cheryla fleet.

"No, they are going to shell the airspace where Sergeant Ivan is located, and they are covering shooting!"

The commander was surprised: "Is the commander on the other side crazy? They still have nearly three or four hundred fighters there!"

Ekarina said: "The Cheryla Empire has always had no shortage of people or resources. As long as they can win, they can pay any price! Every time the Cheryla Empire relies on human tactics to gain an advantage, sacrifice is for them. It's commonplace, and it's the same this time. Use this collapsed fighter group as a bait to destroy the enemy, Sergeant Ivan!"

Upon hearing this, the commander immediately contacted Irving and told Irving about the development of the Cheryla fleet and Yekarina's conjecture.

Upon hearing this, Ivan observed the direction of the Cheryla fleet and found that all the heavy artillery of the enemy fleet was pointing in this direction, and the muzzle was shining.

Through the information obtained from the Cheryla aircraft carrier, Ivan knew that the time required for the bombardment of the opponent was three minutes, which was enough for him to avoid the attack.

But Aiwen did not leave immediately, but continued to hunt Cheryla's fighter plane, but the speed was even faster.

Under the command of the fleet leader, the Cheryla fighter group gave up the evacuation and turned around and tried to entangle Aiwen's fighters in a swarm. Although they couldn't lock it at all, they had already begun to disregard whether they could accidentally injure their comrades, and they were shooting indiscriminately, delusional to seal Aiwen's activity space, so that he could not escape this airspace.

But Aiwen got serious, Cheryl's efforts had no effect at all. The acceleration of Aiwen’s fighter is too fast, and the steering is also flexible. It is not that they are not as good as the F50 fighter’s equipment.

As a result, even greater chaos occurred. Randomly flying artillery shells hit one's own fighter from time to time, and various sudden explosions flooded the surrounding area, causing the Cheryra fighter pilots to quickly lose their target.

Ivan silently calculated the preparation time of the Cheryra heavy naval gun. The light bullet of the heavy particle naval gun is very fast. Under normal circumstances, such dense fire coverage makes small targets in its attack area hardly reasonable, but Ai Wen also has his own back hand, that is the second acceleration capability of the fighter.

This is also the strong requirement of Aiwen for the designer of the Conks fighter. The principle of the world's martial arts is fast and unbreakable. Aiwen is absolutely familiar with it, so increasing the speed of the fighter is what Aiwen most wants to upgrade.

"Report your lord, the shelling is ready!" The adjutant reported loudly after being notified.

"Shelling!" The leader waved his hand and looked directly at the big screen. He wanted to see for himself how this enemy plane was destroyed under the sharp fire of his fleet.

"Prepare for bombardment! Count down...5...4...3...2...1, the bombardment begins!"

The muzzles pointing to the airspace where Aiwen was located suddenly lit up. Aiwen saw that the time was ripe, the engine power was fully turned on, and lightning usually detached outwards. At this time, the shelling of the Cheryra fleet could no longer stop.

"I X!"

Whether it is the commander of the fleet or the leader of the Cheryla fleet, he can only swear at such a situation. Aiwen’s fighter is in a fluid state like a ghost, because the Aiwen fighter has reached the speed that the fighter of the same specification is close to disintegration.

However, what the Conks people made was anti-manufacturing, and Ivan's variable-speed flight showed no signs of failure of the fighter.

Now the people of the Cheryl Empire are all covered, but the shelling has already begun and can no longer be stopped.

Countless large particle artillery fires have hit many Cheryl Empire fighters in the airspace, causing the pilots to be melted by the super high temperature without even making a sound.

And Aiwen had already ran far away at this time, looking back and seeing this wonderful scene not only sneered, but wanted to keep him, it was wishful thinking!

The leader of the Cheryla fleet was uneasy for some reason, as if being targeted by someone. However, seeing the failure of designing Aiwen, he had to ask the adjutant to find another way, not at all distressed by those fighters that had become garbage in the universe.

The adjutant also had no good idea, and said to the leader: "Sir, why don't you call the Queen's Guard and ask them if they have any good ideas. If they don't have any good suggestions, then there is nothing to blame for your previous orders, my lord. If you really have an idea, ~www.ltnovel.com~ the adults may wish to accept it all. If you fail, you can excuse yourself. If you really succeed, the adults will also have credit!"

The leader nodded with a sullen face, and ordered the Queen's Guard to be summoned to the command room.

Not long after, three gorgeously armored members of the Queen’s Guard came to the leader. The leader was not polite, and asked straightforwardly: "How many envoys of the fleet have been able to observe the battle just now?"

The head of the guard said: "Return your Lord, the opponent's physical fitness is already superb. Fighting in such a high-speed fighter has no effect. We all suspect that the opponent is a robot who is not afraid of hard work!"

The leader waved his hand and asked, "Are you sure to defeat this enemy plane?"

The captain of the guard replied: "My lord, although I don’t want to admit it, in fact we can’t compete with this enemy plane. We don’t have such fast reaction ability and computing power, and we don’t have such a high-speed fighter plane. Even if we have such a fighter plane. There are no personnel who can operate it, so we can't do anything about it."

"You are the elites selected by countless Kalkala people. There is no way to do it?"

"My lord, although our fighter plane is better than the standard equipment of the army, it is only a little better. We can't catch up with that fighter plane. How easy is it?"

"Can we only retreat?" The leader became more irritated. This is different from what he imagined. In his original design, he took the fleet to kill and kill, occupying the planet Macaorok easily, and then using this star field as a springboard to attack the outpost of the Konxians. Kruth star area, destroy the front position of Conks there.

But now, he was forced into chaos by an enemy fighter!