Chapter 1078
My Empire Chapter 1078
2020-11-03
Chapter 1078 1080 BabyNavigator 2, which was pulled up a little slower, finally hit the road After going up the space crack, it turned into an explosive fireball, rolling on the space wall.
They were only less than 2 seconds slower, and as a result, it was the two seconds of life and death that made them lose their chance to live.
Fate is so unfair sometimes, it will not give him more opportunities because of the obedience and caution of the pilot of the second pilot, nor will it be because of the pilot of the pilot third. Punish him more for being reckless...
Or, in a sense, fate is fair, it's absolutely fair - it gives everyone only one chance, on Yellow Springs Road, All make no difference!
Not bothering to look at the three crashed planes, the captain of Navigator 1 shouted loudly on the public channel while pulling on his joystick: "There is space ahead. Magic! There is space magic ahead! Steering! Steering!"
"Damn!" The pilot on the co-pilot was also desperately cooperating with his captain to adjust the flight status of the aircraft.
They didn't have time to throw away all the ammunition they were carrying. In fact, they were still full of 500kg bombs in the bomb bay!
To do this exaggerated maneuver with these heavy burdens is actually a very fatal choice.
If you're not careful, their bombers may disintegrate in mid-air, but even that is better than crashing.
At least, if the plane disintegrates, they still have a chance to parachute... Although they are parachuting now, the landing is also in the enemy-occupied area, and it is estimated that the hordes of demons will also be used as food.
So, all he's thinking about now is not some damn skydiving, but going back with this heavy bomber!
"Tighten the joystick! Full engine afterburner! Turn left! Turn left! Adjust the nose!" While pulling the joystick, the captain of Navigator 1 nervously ordered.
They can feel that their B-52 bomber is not listening to the command of the joystick at this height.
Flying to this height with full load is almost the limit of what this aircraft can do. Now it is not surprising when it disintegrates and crashes.
"Baby! Baby! You are the best! I love you! I love you! Come on! Come on baby!" On the co-pilot, the pilot clutched the joystick tightly, his mouth wild chanting, praying, devoutly as if caressing the beautiful woman in his dream.
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The B-52 bomber group following the lead formation responded within seconds, and they began to deviate from their course sideways, avoiding the huge radar reflection area.
At the same time, in order to reduce weight, the densely packed B-52 bomber opened its bomb bay, no matter what target was underfoot, whether it was in the wilderness or not, and began to drop bombs at the same time. .
They ditched all the bombs they were carrying, and started turning more lightly.
The huge fleet started to turn spectacularly, and the password of densely packed was interspersed back and forth in Wireless Electronics.
It is not an easy task to coordinate the steering of a huge group of hundreds of planes. The entire formation was in chaos, and even two planes almost had a collision accident.
Hundreds of planes scattered in the sky, the rumbling sound of aircraft engines everywhere, and the thunder and lightning of the storm below.
Compared to the clumsiness of the B-52 bomber, the fighter force is much more flexible. They quickly avoided the invisible wall, and with the steered bombers, began to move away from the dangerous storm.
Of course, when they turned around, they couldn't see the three dazzling, huge firelights.
They also didn't see the strange and spectacular sight of the wreckage of the B-52 bomber rolling down in the sky.
Of course, they saw a B-52 frantically rush to an altitude of 11,000 meters, and then fell like a leaf as if it had lost its soul.
Finally, in their terrified eyes, the B-52 bomber finally came back to life at an altitude of more than 7,000 meters and stabilized its flight attitude.
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The captain on the Navigator 1 put out a long breath and finally relaxed his hand holding the joystick slightly.
At this time, he felt that his palms were full of sweat, and the ghosts knew what they had experienced in the few minutes just now.
He looked towards the lightning and thunder outside the window, and the real rain hitting his windshield, and only then did he realize how much he liked these damn pictures in front of him. .
Although there were still lightning and thunder, and although he was still in the storm, feeling the slight vibration of the plane's fuselage, he was still very fortunate, fortunate that he was still alive at this moment, able to breathe, and able to breathe. Cheers heartily.
Fortunately, his plane is a new B-52 bomber that has just been in service for a few months. Fortunately, his plane has a magical defense barrier and a floating magic array that can reduce weight!
Thanks to his momentary sagacity, thank God for letting him take control of his own destiny at the last minute.
In any case, he was luckier than his own men, he at least lived through today, and lived through the present.
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"In the end, I still have to do it myself! A bunch of useless trash! I am the source of magic! I am the most powerful existence in this world!" In his great hall , the magical source that flew into a rage out of humiliation roared, and the terrifying voice echoed throughout the great hall.
"You think I've failed? No way? Those nasty bastards, including that slut Aresia! You all have to pay the price! Pay a heavy price!" surging within, affecting the storm that shrouded Withallans.
That's right, the source of magic has shot, he released powerful magical energy, and even changed the weather, at the same time, he also used space magic to form an Absolute Defense barrier!
In order to hit those damn intruders hard, he planned to use the storm to hide the energy-consuming space magic defense barrier, or the super huge space rift.
But what he didn't know was that the killing game he deployed with all his brains ended up shooting down only three B-52 bombers.
"Long live the source of magic! Your brilliance shines on Demon Race! Victory will eventually belong to us!" A group of Demon Race officers bowed their heads in front of the source of magic and sang in harmony.
Once upon a time, they even had the illusion that the source of magic had completely failed. But the facts proved to them that the powerful and invincible source of magic was still powerful beyond their comprehension range!
"Go back!" He didn't seem to want to show off his means, and the source of magic just drank the subordinates in front of him lightly.
After everyone had exited the great hall, the human figure formed by the magic source energy began to move erratically: "Forced to use such powerful magic...even I have to be swayed by the power of natural rules. Backlash..."
(end of this chapter)