Chapter 211 - Who is the Hero
At an altitude of 30,000 feet, the "Viking" crystal energy jet fuselage was surrounded by light, its nose pointed directly at the ground.
The entire crystal energy jet burst out with terrifying huge energy fluctuations. Countless streams of light gathered from all directions, flowing along the wings and body towards the nose of the plane. In front of the sharp nose, there was a suspended The slowly rotating large spell array constructed a complex spell structure and suddenly shot out continuous golden light beams.
The clouds in the night sky were instantly dispersed.
One blow changes everything!
The second strike is shocking!
Three strikes and the world is lacking!
The maximum power of the crystal energy jet's single-target strike can't be withstood even by the Magic Spaceship and the Sky Surveyor when they are unprepared.
Chen Fei, who was carrying the little guy, looked back.
It’s over, 8BQ!
Old David really had a mouthful of old blood to vomit this time.
It seemed as if the golden torrent running through the heaven and earth lasted for a while and finally disappeared.
Also disappeared with the oversized money string, leaving only a lava purgatory with a diameter of more than 100 meters on the ground.
The powerful blow of the crystal energy jet is so terrifying!
This kind of powerful force that represents sovereignty and dignity may only be comparable to the forbidden curse of the Slan Dynasty in the Sky Realm.
"Reporting that the 'Viking' has completed the 'Trial of Light' strike, and the target has been successfully cleared!"
"'Broken Star' has confirmed the results, and the target has been successfully cleared!"
"Return! ”
“Yes, Commander!”×2!
The public communication channel sounded a conversation between two sky knights and an unknown commander.
High in the sky, the two crystal energy jets that had just released the brilliant light converged all their brilliance, sprayed out a faint blue light from their tails, and then roared away at high speed.
"Chirp?!"
The little bird lying on Chen Fei's chest stared at his small black eyes, looking very well-behaved, a little confused, and somehow... Appearing in the arms of Chen Fei's father.
You really can’t be fooled by it!
This little guy was not well-behaved at all just now, he went towards the big bug regardless.
It's true that the early bird catches the worm, but why can't you take a look at such a big worm first?
“The battle is over, let’s find a place to land!”
The bishop of Ramya sent a message, and he was exhausted from the hard work in the dojo in the snail nest.
Before this, I had never thought that I would be able to fight with a machine gun. However, the target also had an invisible and insubstantial defensive barrier. I wanted to use the machine cannon to its advantage. , it’s really not easy.
“The airport has been destroyed!”
Chen Fei just glanced at the ground.
The Eagle's Nest of the "Eagle King" has been completely razed to the ground. Even the main takeoff and landing runway, which seemed to have survived most of it, was not completely spared. At least nearly one-third of it was destroyed. The remaining two-thirds were intermittent and covered with various debris, making it unusable and difficult for the two jets to land safely.
Bishop Ramya, who was familiar with the terrain and familiarity with the airport, immediately said: "Let's go to the highway for an emergency landing, follow me!"
"Copy that!"
Chen Fei braved the howling wind blowing into the cockpit and controlled the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter to keep up with the tail flames of the T-7C "Red Hawk" advanced trainer aircraft.
"Chirp!"
The little bird seemed tired, chirped softly, and curled itself up on Chen Fei's chest.
A faint light curtain enveloped the entire cockpit, blocking out the chaotic high-speed airflow.
It was like putting a new cockpit cover on the cockpit, and the harsh environment in the cockpit immediately improved a lot.
“The 800-meter section of the highway has been cleaned up!”
Airport security personnel temporarily closed a section of the road near the town, and then mobilized everyone to use various lights, mobile phones, flashlights, and car lights to illuminate as much road as possible to welcome the rain falling from the sky. Two warriors.
In order to cover the safe evacuation of everyone, resolutely return and fight to the death with the giant mutant that suddenly appeared near the airport, it requires not only courage, but also skilled tactical cooperation.
So far, Chen Fei and the former federal ace pilot Bishop Ramya have a relatively good understanding.
This is due to the fact that the former has participated in actual combat and is not at a loss as to what to do.
“You only have one chance, listen carefully to my instructions.”
Bishop Ramya's high-education aircraft was the first to aim at the brightly lit highway.
The two-way four-lane asphalt road is barely suitable for a temporary landing of a jet, but the risk is not small. If you are not careful, you will fall off the roadbed and crash into the piles of rocks and bushes beside the road. .
This is not a serious take-off and landing runway at a standard airport. There are lush green grass and soft mud on the roadside, which can effectively block the tires of the landing gear.
"I understand!"
Chen Fei is basically familiar with landing operations, but he lacks some experience and precautions for night flights and forced landings on highways.
These small details often play a decisive factor in a smooth and safe landing, and he has benefited a lot from Bishop Ramya's words and deeds.
It is impossible to learn such techniques in formal training classes.
The T-7C "Red Hawk" advanced trainer aircraft with its landing gear lowered rushed into the straight road, and all the lights illuminated the front of it.
"It's your turn next! Don't panic, be steady!"
The advanced trainer aircraft slowed down slowly and landed successfully.
The men, women, and children on the ground cheered together.
When the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter pointed its nose towards the road and began to prepare for landing, there was silence on the ground, and not even the handheld light swayed.
Everyone looked at the landing gear lights and couldn't help but collectively held their breath.
This is a retired vintage aircraft from more than 30 years ago. It was just repaired some time ago. Whether it can successfully complete the road landing operation will probably require some luck.
Boom! ~~~
The machine weighing more than 20 tons was carried by the howling wind, and it speeded across the road, sliding for more than 700 meters. When it was approaching the end of the cleared road section, it finally stopped the momentum of rushing all the way.
"Chen Fei, I have something to discuss with you..."
Old David's voice suddenly appeared in the communication channel.
As soon as the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter came to a stop, Chen Fei took the little bird out of the cockpit. People around him swarmed in, but were stopped by the airport security guards. A few dozen meters away.
“Hurry up and send me in!”
Old David walked all the way to the "Raptor" with a cane and was out of breath.
"Old David, don't move!"
Chen Fei raised his hand and lifted the old man into the cockpit.
“Helmet, helmet!”
Old David waved at Chen Fei.
"By the way, is this really okay?"
Chen Fei quickly handed over his aviation tactical helmet.
"Hmph! I, David the Eagle King, just have bad legs and feet, so I can't fly a plane."
I put on my helmet quickly, connected the data cable, and put it on. Wei threw his crutch out, and Chen Fei caught it hurriedly.
Sitting in the cockpit of the F-22 "Raptor", there is really no place to use your feet. Bad legs and feet really don't affect the flying of this old man.
Chen Fei was speechless.
"BOSS, we can't stop it!"
The security guards screamed in the communication channel.
Damn it, the residents of the town are trying their best to come over and watch the fun. These students at the airport and the cowboys on the farm are all our own people, so why are they trying to squeeze in? !
Their little security manpower is really unable to support the impact of so many people.
BOSS, you need to pay more!
Old David said calmly: "Let them come over!"
More money? No way!
He stroked the extremely familiar cockpit and sighed with emotion. The old man he sent out with his own hands turned out to be the only one left in the end. He drank and pecked it, it was really God's will.
The roar of people in the distance was like opening a floodgate, and floods suddenly poured out, pouring in from all directions.
Good guy!
Chen Fei held the little chirp in his hands and quickly ran away.
Since Old David is willing to help him take the blame and show his holiness in public, of course he should just give up when he sees the opportunity and retire after his success.
Of course the old man is not trying to steal Chen Fei's credit.
As a stranger in a foreign land, being in the limelight is not a good thing.
Superpowers, giant mutants, warcraft, and combat, these elements combined are enough to make Chen Fei the center of attention, or in other words, the target of public criticism.
You are a foreigner, what are you doing?
What is there to be a hero? Under the panoramic 360-degree three-dimensional lighting, even the hair can be analyzed clearly for you. No one can stand such inquisitiveness. Any black history will be magnified ten thousand times.
What if one day there is a blind little person who wants to step on the heroic character's head, become famous, and secretly engage in illegal activities? It is simply impossible to guard against.
What about the sovereign giant of the American Federation?
The last world overlord's old face was slapped to pieces. Even though he pretended to be generous on the surface and did a good job in officialdom, he was probably ready to poke fun at him secretly in private.
There are countless examples of people falling out in the blink of an eye. How naive would it be to believe the nonsense about sovereignty?
If nothing else, just find any reason to detain Chen Fei's little bird, and this kind of slander lawsuit will last for hundreds of years.
Reason? If the American Federation owns Hollywood, will it still lack a reason?
Whatever script you want, just pick it!
Large quantities, satisfying satisfaction guaranteed! -
That’s it for today, I’ll save some first.
(End of this chapter)