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"Crossfire, all set!"
Squadron Leader Chekhov bellowed.
Six "Big Mouth Monsters" split into three pairs of fighters, forming a 120-degree arc formation, swooping toward the mutant flying species.
The machine guns fired immediately, a flurry of fire serpents swarming out, forming crossfires in three directions that fiercely covered the airspace where the mutants were located.
Machine Number 211 shook violently as the rocket nests under its left and right wings were fully unleashed, the rockets storming out with an overwhelming momentum, following right behind the dense gunfire.
Squadron Leader Chekhov, feeling the fighter get noticeably lighter, yelled, "Hey, hey, 'Rookie', save some rockets!"
Before he could react, Chen Fei in the backseat had already fired off all the precious rockets.
The rockets had no guidance system; whether they hit or not was entirely a matter of luck.
