Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 712: Section 707 - Modified "Raptor

"Repulsion Shield (45)" × 1

"Wind Magic Shield (12)" × 1

"Fluid Vortex (2)" × 4

"Gravity (1)" × 4

"Blazing Flame Bullet (1)" × 4

"Air Burst (2)" × 2

"Wind Cone (2)" × 1

Although Chen Fei still had a more combat-effective crystal jet scheme, since this design was still under professional optimization, it was better to use what was familiar; the F-22 Raptor, a retired model, often meant maturity and stability, with no further changes to be made.

(Nangong Ruiyang, an engineer from the Northern Weapons Industry Group who was fervently working on the crystal jet scheme: Chen, we are now sworn enemies, I can handle this scheme, I still can, ahhhhhh...)

"Board the aircraft, my fire control operator."

Chen Fei patted Minante on the shoulder, covering him with a "Flying Dragon" air combat interceptor type of single soldier tactical armor.

Another energy point, no more no less, adamantly no change given.

Don't be fooled by the few tens of thousands of energy points left, when it came to crucial moments, there was no withstanding the drain from the Dog System, which often led to dozens or even hundreds of energy points disappearing into thin air, all fed to the dogs.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Caught off guard, Minante let out a series of exclamations as Chen Fei's palm pushed against his lower back, lifting him off the floor and into the rear seat of the F-22 Raptor's cockpit.

Boom!

The floor tilted noticeably, and if it weren't for the F-22 Raptor's landing gear locking the wheels, it might have started to slide.

A sensation of weightlessness struck, and both Minante and Chen Fei knew that the fate of this small Light Wing ship was beyond redemption.

"Hurry and leave... what's this?"

The captain, who had stayed at his post until the end, staggered into the cargo hold with two parachute packs, stumbled upon the two men, and stood there, dumbstruck.

Somehow, an aircraft that had never existed in the cargo hold appeared, whose design didn't seem to match the style of Cangqiong Star at all.

The outer wall of the cargo hold was violently torn open, and two "Sky Falcons" flew past at an extremely close distance, strutting their stuff.

The chaotic airflow surged into the cabin, and before the captain could hand over the two parachute packs to Chen Fei and Minante, he was swept away by the incoming airflow.

"The parachute, ahhhh..."

The cries abruptly grew distant, and in the blink of an eye, the man was gone.

Everyone else had already boarded the escape pods, leaving the small Light Wing ship behind, and were slowly falling towards the ground.

The two "Sky Falcons" did not attack the escape pods. After all, a bit of mercy goes a long way, and everyone could face being shot down; utterly destroying those without the power to retaliate went against the pilots' principles.

"..."

Minante had no time to lament the captain's bad luck, as he was frantically strapping himself to the seat, seizing every second to adapt to the fire control system of this jet fighter.

Although he became a temporary fire control operator, as a true combat pilot, he couldn't let his friend down no matter what.

Chen Fei took out a crystalline block from his bracelet-type spatial alchemy storage magical artifact, pressed it against the control panel, where it was received by the aircraft's energy conversion device.

The psi skill's electric energy reserve was not sufficient for the combat aircraft to maintain high-speed flight and the magic array for an extended period; it required a crystalline block with a higher energy level and density.

"Is the hole in the wall too small?"

Minante took a glance at the gaping hole torn in the bulkhead. It seemed that its smallest diameter wasn't large enough to fully accommodate the combat aircraft; at the very least, it needed to be expanded by double.

"Actually, it's the same with or without it. Brace yourself, we're about to take off!"

Chen Fei's hand was on the throttle, the other on the control stick.

The control stick of the "Raptor" was not on the center axis but on the right hand. If one's hand was injured... It seemed that at the design outset, no thought had been given to combat with a disability.

The large tear in the cargo hold saved Chen Fei some effort. The nose of the F-22 "Raptor" fighter jet aimed at the huge hole in the bulkhead's wall, its twin engines erupted with powerful streams of air, the landing gear's locking mechanism released, and the aircraft lunged forward.

After magic modification through the magic array, the main thrust of this F-22 "Raptor" fighter jet had been switched to a combination propulsion of "Air Burst (2)" and "Fluid Vortex (2)." Because it also had a "Gravity (1)" × 4 magic array, the aircraft wasn't as heavy as the original, the jets only ejecting high-pressure high-speed airflow. With temperatures barely exceeding one hundred degrees Celsius and without the boost of hot expansion at a thousand-plus degrees, breaking the sound barrier was not easy.

But for coping with subsonic "Sky Falcon," the assembled combat flyer, the same subsonic speed was already enough. If conditions allowed, reaching supersonic speeds for a brief period wasn't impossible.

Boom!~

The magic-modified F-22 "Raptor" erupted with a roar on par with the F119-PW-100 turbofan engine's output.

The intense thrust pressed Chen Fei and Minante firmly into their seats. The fighter jet merely skidded seven or eight meters before bursting out of the cargo hold and into the outside of the Light Wing Ship.

Sunlight and blue sky, like heaven.

The current weight of the aircraft was zero; it didn't even have the chance to sink and instead directly pulled up its nose, climbing all the way.

Minante's eyes widened in horror as he saw more than a dozen pieces of bulkhead debris floating behind the fighter of varying sizes, the largest like door panels and the smallest the size of a palm.

If not for Chen Fei's special ability, this evolved aerial combat aircraft would likely have split apart the instant it burst from the cargo hold, and not even a Cangqiong Star "Sky Falcon" could withstand such a savage breakout.

Just as the F-22 "Raptor" had burst out, the Light Wing Ship that was descending at an increasing speed broke apart into two sections mid-air, debris flying everywhere.

The sudden appearance of a flyer caught off guard the two "Sky Falcons" that had been attacking the Light Wing Ship, watching helplessly as the "Raptor" with a high angle continued to accelerate, eventually rising towards higher altitudes nearly vertically.

The two "Sky Falcon" pilots looked at each other from afar. The light wings on the left and right sides of their assembled combat aircraft emitted a huge humming sound, decisively pursuing the "Raptor."

Although the magic-modified F-22 "Raptor" didn't possess the capability to enter supersonic flight actively, the performance it demonstrated while climbing even exceeded the original. Besides its engines' thrust, there was also the repulsion effect of the Cangqiong Star's universal gravity.

At an altitude of 6,300 meters above the ground, a crisp pop sounded. The F-22 "Raptor" shuddered violently for a few moments before stabilizing, and a mist suddenly formed from the nose to the tail of the plane. The cloud from the sonic boom maintained only for a few seconds before it vanished.

"Ah! What just happened?"

Startled by the sudden sonic boom, Minante shivered and looked down at the instrument panel, his eyes wide with shock.

Speed 1.1 Mach!

A vertical climb and still breaking the sound barrier; what kind of ghost aircraft was this?

Not only was he dumbfounded, but the two "Sky Falcons" chasing from below also had expressions as if they'd seen a ghost.

A thousand meters in three seconds; not to mention the "Sky Falcons," even the original "Raptor" would be killed trying to catch up.

At an altitude of 12,000 meters, the flight path leveled out.

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"'Stinky Tofu,' let's get started."

Chen Fei reminded Minante, who was still dazed in the back seat.

The "Raptor" had a nearly four-thousand-meter altitude advantage over the two "Sky Falcons." In aerial combat, especially in the subsonic range, this was almost an absolute advantage.

If a climb could reach supersonic speeds, then diving from a high altitude to exchange height for speed could also break the sound barrier. The aerodynamic performance of the F-22 "Raptor" hadn't been wasted at all, and Chen Fei, with his rich combat experience, skillfully managed the current combat aircraft.

"Oh oh oh, let's do this!"

Minante began to activate the fire control radar.

"Beep Beep!"

Two blips appeared on the radar screen, along with annotated auxiliary information such as model name, flight direction, predicted trajectory, altitude, and speed.

"Hey? This thing is really smart!"

Minante found the "Raptor's" fire control system surprisingly easy to use, as it seemed all he had to do was press a few buttons to shoot down the target.

"Be mindful of the ammo, only short-range combat missiles, railguns, laser cannons, and particle beam cannons can be used; directed-energy weapons shouldn't be fired in succession. Set the optimal attack range to within visual range."

Chen Fei reminded the backseat fire control operator not to fight using past experiences, after all, there were differences. Luckily, he had gotten 12 multi-mode programmable short-range combat missiles from Princess Lin Ziyu's butler; otherwise, this time he would only be able to engage in a "Death Tango" (close dogfight) with the enemy for the whole mission.

Due to the absence of missiles capable of medium or longer ranges, the combat tactics of this "Raptor" were limited to within visual range, unable to exploit its original beyond-visual-range extermination ability.

Minante confidently said, "This is already enough!"

He had inventoried the ammo. Facing the "Sky Falcons," he was not at a disadvantage.