Chapter 89 Standoff: On the Verge of Eruption (Final Chapter)

"Warning! Warning! Unidentified high-speed target detected!"

"Approaching my formation at an extremely high speed!"

"Repeated! Unidentified high-speed target detected!"

In the combat control center (CIC) of the USS Enterprise, a piercing alarm suddenly blared.

The radar officer stared intently at the screen, his face filled with shock and confusion.

On his screen, a dot of light, appearing and disappearing intermittently, was "jumping" across the sea surface in an incredible way.

It flew so low that it almost completely blended into the clutter of the sea.

If the US radar system weren't so advanced, they wouldn't have even been able to detect this target.

"What's the speed? What's the altitude?"

"Fleet Commander Admiral Harris, an old white man with a hooked nose, asked with a frown."

"Reporting, General! Speed... speed cannot be accurately measured! Estimated to be over 300 knots!"

"Height... less than fifteen meters! It's practically skimming the waves!"

"What?!"

Admiral Harris nearly dropped his coffee cup.

300 knots of ultra-low-altitude penetration?

What kind of monster is this?

Is it a missile?

But which missile can fly for that long?

Is it an airplane?

But what plane can fly so low and so fast?

"Send two Tomcats to check it out!"

"I'd like to see what kind of monstrosities these rabbits have come up with this time!"

General Harris gave the order.

He didn't see it as a threat.

In his view, this was nothing more than a desperate, suicidal attempt by the other party after being driven into a corner.

Soon, two F-14 fighter jets were launched from the aircraft carrier deck, trailing long plumes of flame as they hurtled toward the target.

at the same time.

The atmosphere in the Southern Fleet command was extremely tense.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the big screen.

On the screen, a green dot representing the "Gyrfalcon" and two red dots representing enemy aircraft are rapidly approaching each other.

"Enemy aircraft have taken off! 20 kilometers away!"

"Attention, gyrfalcons! Attention, gyrfalcons! Prepare to evade!"

Zhao Tiezhu gripped the microphone, his palms sweating profusely.

However, what came through the earphones was Lin Jianguo's eerily calm voice.

"Received. No need to avoid it."

No need to avoid it?

Everyone was stunned.

Those were two of the world's most advanced heavy fighter jets!

What makes you think you can go head-to-head with someone else when you're just a test machine?

Just then.

Lin Jianguo, who was driving the "Haidongqing", did something that surprised everyone.

He neither slowed down nor changed direction.

Instead, it pushes the throttle valve all the way down!

The two engines behind the "Haidongqing" instantly unleashed their full potential, and the speed soared once again!

What is he going to do?

He was going to charge straight at them!

"He's gone mad! Lin Jianguo has gone mad!"

Inside the command post, someone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

In a corner of the command room.

Zhao Di was sitting on her little pink chair, clutching a White Rabbit milk candy tightly in her hand.

She squeezed the candy wrapper until it was almost soaked with water.

She couldn't understand the jumbled dots of light on the screen.

But she could sense it.

She could clearly sense that her father was in danger.

A strange sense of unease made her chest feel tight and uncomfortable.

"uncle……"

In her mind, she called out to the system in a voice trembling with tears.

"Will Daddy get pecked by those bad birds?"

The system's voice carried a rare hint of comfort.

Don't worry, host.

What your dad runs now isn't your average tin toy business.

That was personally trained by this system... an aerial overlord!

The real show is just beginning.

High in the sky.

The pilots of the two F-14s had already locked onto the strange target below using radar.

"HawkEye 1 calling HawkEye 2, target locked."

"My God, what is that thing? It's so ugly."

"Whatever it is, prepare to launch the Rattlesnake and turn it into a pile of scrap metal!"

A cruel smile appeared on the pilot's face.

He placed his finger on the missile launch button.

Just as he was about to press the button.

The lock box on his radar screen suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the entire radar screen turned into a snowy mess!

"What's going on?! The radar is being jammed!"

"Mine too! Damn it! It's strong electronic interference!"

Both pilots panicked.

They lost their eyes.

While they were frantically trying to restart the radar.

They didn't know.

Below them, on the turbulent sea.

The gyrfalcon, which they mocked as "ugly," suddenly made a maneuver that defied aerodynamics.

It was pulled up vertically at almost a 90-degree angle!

Like a cannonball fired, it pierces straight into the sky!

Its goal is not to escape.

Instead, they turned the tables and won!

(End of article)