Chapter 311: Missile Drones
The abundance of enemy units allowed each Riken fighter squadron to find its own targets, engaging in one-on-one dogfights and forming countless small battle zones.
However, the battlefield had limited space, and these smaller zones overlapped and intertwined, creating a chaotic larger battleground.
In such a frenzied arena, fair one-on-one duels were impossible.
A primary fighter jet was skillfully keeping more than ten Larval bodies at bay, maneuvering in evasive patterns under the cover of its drones, while simultaneously launching attacks at the pursuing enemies.
Although the fighter’s firepower was somewhat underwhelming, with enough time and persistence, even the strongest opponents could be worn down.
“Watch out!” a sudden warning came through the channel. The pilot didn’t recognize the voice—it wasn’t someone he knew personally. But in a war between species, alien organisms didn’t speak the Riken language. Reacting instinctively, he veered his fighter off its original course, performing a standard evasive maneuver.
A tentacle crackling with blue arcs of electricity slashed past the side of his cockpit, grazing the surface of his craft heavily enough to knock it off balance. Fortunately, the pilot had participated in simulated bombardment drills for Planet Raze and had decent technical skills and nerves of steel. He quickly regained control of his fighter.
Running a systems diagnostic, he found that only the external armor had sustained minor damage. This allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. However, his drone hadn’t been so lucky. The artificial intelligence controlling the support drone failed to evade the attack, and the drone exploded into fragments amidst flashes of fire.
The loss of the drone soured the pilot’s mood considerably.