Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System-Chapter 394 - : Can Piloting a Fighter Jet Compare to Operating a Gundam?

“It’ll be a grand melee!” Fang Jueyu was a bit eager to see if Fang Junyu could win this one-on-hundred lopsided battle. With such a dense firepower net, even a slight mistake could result in friendly fire, let alone targeting Guo Junyu, the main focus.

“Okay, follow my command, go!”

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” The fighter jets broke the sound barrier and surged into the sky.

Although this group of fighter pilots hadn’t trained together in advance, the formation of 100 aircraft was orderly, and they maintained relative stillness with each other, showcasing their high professionalism.

“Maintain formation, we’ve never tried a 100-airplane formation before. Let’s take this opportunity to try it. Everyone, stay focused and listen to my commands!” Dai Rong was the most excellent pilot, and no one questioned his command.

“Amazing!” Fang Jueyu watched the neat formation of fighter jets. It was impressive and orderly. If Guo Junyu’s plane faced them head-on, he might be riddled like a sieve with just one careless mistake.

Guo Junyu’s fighter jet and the formation of 100 pilots were separated by tens of thousands of meters, with both sides circling in their respective airspaces.

“Begin!” Fang Jueyu’s command was clearly transmitted to everyone’s ears.

All 100 J30 fighter jets turned in unison, then formed an encircling position, closing in on Guo Junyu’s fighter jet. They were confident that as long as they concentrated firepower in one area, they could inevitably shoot down Guo Junyu’s plane.

“Heh, let me show you what advanced civilization piloting skills are all about!” Guo Junyu’s demeanor underwent a profound change, transforming from a harmless boy into a king of the skies.

“Whoosh!” The plane he piloted suddenly accelerated, even surpassing the theoretical maximum speed of that aircraft!

“What? How can it be so fast?” The pilots were stunned. Theoretical speed wasn’t the ultimate speed of a plane, but exceeding that would require incredibly delicate operations. Otherwise, the aircraft might surpass its load and malfunction.

“Be careful, this little brat is a madman!” Dai Rong warned.

Now they admitted to underestimating this kid. His operational skills alone were something only top-notch pilots could achieve; even Dai Rong wouldn’t dare take such risky maneuvers.

“First formation, fire! Second formation, flank to the side, don’t give him much room to dodge!”

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Hundreds of missiles locked onto Guo Junyu’s plane, trailing long tongues of fire as they flew toward him, while the planes on the side activated their machine guns.

Each J30 carried 8 air-to-air missiles, several aviation rockets, and glide-guided bombs. Its machine gun had a firing rate exceeding 8,000 rounds per minute. Under such a dense firepower net, the difficulty for Guo Junyu to dodge was extreme.

“Trying to trap me!” The confident smile on Guo Junyu’s face never wavered, “It’s showtime!”

Finally, the battle commenced. The sky was filled with the sounds of rockets and machine guns intertwined, yet Guo Junyu’s plane maneuvered effortlessly through, like a sleek eel avoiding every attack without a scratch.

“How is this possible!”

“Impossible, how can we miss every shot? Did General Fang tamper with his plane?”

“No, that’s not it, look at how that plane moves!”

Ordinary pilots generally use the rise and fall of the wings for frontal evasion while flying, but under Guo Junyu’s control, the plane became like art, dancing between bullets and rockets.

“The maneuverability of his plane is over three times ours. Vertical, horizontal, diagonal, he flawlessly executed evasive maneuvers and even performed subtle operations to dodge. How is this possible?”

During such high-speed flight, even though they saw many attacks with their naked eyes and executed maneuvers, due to massive inertia, it was tough for the plane to change direction.

“Now it’s my turn!”

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Two air-to-air missiles were launched directly, but his targets weren’t any aircraft’s weak spots. With limited weaponry on his plane and a hundred opponents, he had to choose wisely!

“Zoom!” An aircraft’s wing emitted a piercing noise. The pilot turned his head to see a missile, trailing fire, grazing his cheek!

“Hoo!” He had just exhaled when suddenly, with a “bang,” his left wing abruptly broke off!

Guo Junyu’s missile didn’t directly hit the wing but scraped past it, leaving severe damage. Under high-speed flight, each part of the plane bore immense load, and the weakened wing couldn’t withstand it, leading to the break!

“Plane #3 lost combat capability!”

“Not done yet!” Guo Junyu pressed the machine gun trigger, and his calculations of inertia and wind speed were almost error-free. Each bullet from the machine gun hit a fighter jet with precision, while his plane remained unscathed.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Planes exploded one after another or made forced landings. A fleet of 100 aircraft was decimated by a teenager.

“They deployed a whole regiment against me!” Guo Junyu murmured, “I’m going to hit every shot, impossible to die here!”

“This kid really has some skills!” Fang Jueyu observed his figure with a hint of a smile.

After several confrontations, over half of the 100 fighter jets were downed. The remaining pilots were mentally collapsing, questioning how such formidable piloting skills were even possible. They wondered if they were flying the same model of aircraft.

“Stop, we concede!”

Continuing would only make the scene uglier. They had to admit, despite being young, Guo Junyu’s piloting skills were monstrous. Even their ace pilots couldn’t compare.

…

Exiting the virtual system, all 100 pilots looked dejected. This match was humiliating, disgracing not only themselves but also their country.

“Alright, losing to him isn’t surprising,” Fang Jueyu consoled, “it’s like comparing a bunch of fighter jet pilots to someone piloting a Gundam—who could win?”