"Give me the headphones!" Blair grabbed the headphones, "Ethan, this is Blair, reporting your situation."
There are two people on the Ghost, one is usually responsible for flying, and the other is responsible for carrying out tasks, including navigation.
"We've been locked on by enemy radar, we're going to turn back, I'm not sure... Oh Sit, missiles!"
"The enemy launched an air-to-air missile. My God, we didn't even notice it when it launched an air-to-air missile from such a long distance."
"Sitter... the missile is very fast..."
Blair was dumbfounded. This damn Ghost who was bragging just now was not only discovered, but also was fucking locked and attacked by air-to-air missiles from an unknown enemy.
Who is the unknown enemy?
Tokyo University?
I haven't heard that Tokyo University has any deployment there, and Tokyo University has never demonstrated its capabilities in this area before.
Small door?
I heard that the government forces in Xiaomenzi were defeated by the Slippers Army, resulting in the Slippers Army now having the final say in Xiaomenzi, and the Slippers Army is growing very fast.
But no matter how fast they are, they can't do this, right?
Blair stared nervously at the jumping images sent back from the base. Now the pilot was asking headquarters for instructions.
The so-called instructions imply that they want to eject and run away.
This is how the Ghost is designed, with almost all of its capabilities focused on stealth and ammunition capacity.
It flies very high, but its speed is too slow. Compared to fighter jets, being discovered means death.
But they have never been found.
Blair hesitated. 2.4 billion dollars for one plane was ridiculously expensive.
"Fuck, I'm hit, I'm hit, I choose to eject..."
Harris, who was standing next to Blair, heard this sentence. For some reason, a catchphrase he learned from an old man in Chinatown popped into his mind: Oh, what a joke...
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