<h4>Chapter 1260: Passion</h4>


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    Tilly noticed that the first team dispersed as they saw their opponent approach. ne No. 1 and ne No. 3 flew in two different directions in an attempt to nk the second team.


    Team No. 2 managed to maintain their formation and continued to approach ne No. 1, which was the one closest to them.


    As a consequence, ne No. 1 was besieged by the three nes all at once.


    Through the Magic Eye, Tilly could see the nervous look on the pilot’s face.


    Under such circumstances when the second team was nked, the pilot of ne No. 1 could have shot down one of the three nes before the second team shot him down. However, the pilot was apparently in a panic, for he pressed upon the left pedal after a moment of contemtion and tried to avoid the uing attack. At this point, the two parties were only 500 meters from each other. The second team immediately changed the direction and started the chase.


    The pilot of ne No. 1 exercised all his efforts to shake his opponent off. Like Tilly had said in her opening statement, the pilot applied everything he had learned to this maneuver. This pilot must have worked very hard, for he seemed to have be quite proficient in ne operation after just one month of training.


    Nevertheless, the students from the First Army were not bad either. They managed to stay close to the other team after ne No. 1 dived and made a sharp turn. Since they outnumbered their opponent, they did not have to keep an eye on the other party constantly. The other party, however, had to watch every move of the three nes. As a result, ne No. 1 dropped and slowed down. Seeing there was no way to escape, the pilot turned about abruptly and streaked toward the oing ne No. 3.


    The second team, in the meantime, found a perfect opportunity to shoot ne No. 1. ne No. 6 plummeted and zoomed toward the tail of ne No. 1 at a downward angle of 30 degrees.


    The machine gunner of ne No. 1 had seen that the opponent ne wasing, and the pilot had tried his best to avoid the shot, but he could not escape the attack anymore.


    It only took 10 seconds.


    Tilly nodded in satisfaction and said, “Red g for ne No. 1!”


    It was not until then that ne No. 3 joined the team.


    ne No. 6 was still climbing, and the other two nes, ne No. 4 and ne No. 5, were both in a superior position.


    It appeared that the first team had run into a disgusting dilemma.


    — if, though, they excluded ne No. 2 aloft in the air from the team.


    Tilly rested her eyes on the area above.


    “I saw them!” Finkin eximed as he poked out his head from the seat and leaned dramatically against the body of the ne. “Hang on. ne No. 1 is down!”


    “Are you sure?”


    “The number on the airport has turned red, but they’re still fighting!”


    “That’s because they haven’t noticed it yet,” Good replied, frowning. It seemed that his team members were weaker than he had anticipated. “What about ne No. 3?”


    “If I’m correct, that ck doting this way should be it!” Finkin hollered. “Mate, they’re in a mess. It’s time to join them now!”


    “Just a minute... Turn around. Do you see the sun?”


    Finkin looked backward and was instantly blinded by the sunlight. “I was right! I knew you’d bean excellent pilot. We’re right in the sun. I can’t open my eyes!”


    <i>“That’s because you lost the game,” </i>Good thought to himself as he shook his head and pressed down the lever. “In that case, let’s go!”


    “Yayyyyy!” Finkin howled in excitement.


    The roar of the radial engine overpowered the whistling wind. The ne shook violently as it zoomed against the air currents. Good felt his whole body tremble in exhration.


    He was now a charging knight!


    The whole sky was beneath him!


    As the pilot of ne No. 3 had directed all his attention to the slowest ne in Team No. 2, the other two opponent nes started toe after ne No. 3. It was not until they darted toward their prey in the golden drops of sun rays that they realized there was another ne cracking through the air behind them. They should have ditched their team members and shot down ne No. 3 first, but they hesitated, which earned Finkin time to take the aim.


    By the time the two nes in Team No. 2 realized it, it was already toote. Good brushed past ne No. 4 and swiftly turned to ne No. 5. He had been aiming at ne No. 4 when he was plunging, although he was not certain whether he could sessfully shoot it down. Nevertheless, Princess Tilly made the rules, and he trusted herpletely.


    Good knew his team members could be knocked out of the team anytime, so he must be fast.


    Four bines thus threw themselves in a bitter and intense battle, and the situation became precarious. Good could even see the livid face of the machine gunner on ne No. 5. Although Good had explosed himself, he was much faster. After several rounds of chase and run, Good finally found time to take aim. While he was about to ask Finkin to fire, Finkin blurted out.


    “The number for ne No. 5 turned red!”


    Almost at the same time, ne No. 3 was shot down too.


    Now, there were only ne No. 6 and him left on the battlefield.


    Perhaps, the pilot in ne No. 3 was too nervous when nked by the two nes from the other team and thus let ne No. 6 slip and catch up with them.


    “What the heck are those guys doing? They didn’t shoot any of the nes down!” Finkinined gruffly as he turned the machine gun. “Now, it has be one against three!”


    “We used them as a decoy in the first ce,” Good said airily. “Well, there’s also another possibility, that is, that ne No. 6 is a hard nut to crack.”


    His prediction was confirmed.


    No matter which direction he chose to go, ne No. 6 immediately caught up without giving him a single chance to escape. He had to move constantly, otherwise the opponent would shoot him down before Finkin did.


    “Damn it,” Finkin muttered irritably. “Can’t you fly a little faster?”


    “I’m doing what I can!”


    “We’ll be killed if things go on like this. Do something! How about flying to the port? We can take refuge from the sailing ships!”


    “If we crash into the ships carrying refugees, what do you think will happen?”


    “Er... we’ll be executed,” Finkin said, deted. “Then forget it. At least, we aren’t the first ones that get kicked out. We’re doomed, unless there’s wind sending us up.”


    “Wind...” Good muttered in a daze and suddenly came up with a solution. “You’re right. I know how to get our way out!”


    “Huh?”


    “Do you remember the upwind near the cliff?”


    The wind from the Swirling Sea changed constantly, especially the one close to the beach. Because of the cliff, the air currents went around the precipice and turned into a gust of upwind. One could hear it whistling rymthically upon the cliff.


    Finkin stiffened for a second after realizing what Good was talking about. “Are you crazy? You never know if there’s an upwind or not. If you get too close to the cliff, you’ll easily crash the ne!”


    The upwind only confined to a certain area. Beyond that specific area, they’ll dissipate into the sea breezes. Due to the bumpy surface of the cliff, the wind could go in any directions. Therefore, it was even harder to maneuver the ne through the upwind than passing through the ships.


    “I have to give it a shot. Just a little bit of wind and we’ll be able to shot up in the air!” Good said as he quickly dropped and zoomed toward the Aerial Knight Academy.


    ne No. 6 hesitated for a moment and also elerated.


    “How do you know when the upwind wille?” Finkin asked incredulously.


    “The ships carrying refugees will tell me!” Good returned as he continued to drop. The ne was getting closer and closer to ne No. 6. After a wide turn, it almost leveled the horizon. Many students would think that he had lost the game at this point, although the ne was still running at a tremendous speed. It was clear that he had nowhere to go.


    He was now within the shooting range of his opponent.


    “Clock the time!” Good bellowed.


    “I think we still have eight seconds! Six, five, four — ” Finkin counted through his teeth.


    In the meantime, Good was also keeping an eye on a shiping toward the Shallow Port, yet he was not looking at the g or the sail but the birds perched upon its mast. The g and the sail were rippling in the air, so it was impossible for him to tell the wind power from them.However, the birds could capture the slightest change in the wind.


    As though sensing something, the birds pped their wings and descended from the mast before they flew toward the cliff. For a moment, they strongly resembled agliding “Seagull”. Good had noticed earlier that birdsliked to travel between ships and the cliff. It seemed that they could soar in the sky without necessarily pping their wings!


    The moment the birds reached the edge of the cliff, Good rose abruptly.


    It was actually a very dangerous move because of the dramatic elevation angle. However, at this moment, the birds suddenly surged as though an invisible hand had been supporting them.


    There came the wind.


    In an instant, Good heard a piercing whistle.


    Against the gust of wind, the ne shook tremulously. It again elerated and, miraculously, shot up into the air and reversed.


    The whole world turned upside down.


    For a split second, time froze. Good saw ne No. 6 sh below him, totally unprepared. The pilot sitting in there looked up at him in astonishment.


    Somewhere in the distance, a pack of birds leaped out of the horizon, their white wings forming a stairwell leading to Heaven.


    He had not lied to Her Highness.


    His passion for flying grew every day after he joined the Aerial Knight reserve. He was addicted to flying.


    This was what impressed Good most among all he had learned.


    Now, the situation had changed.