High in the dark night sky.
Behind the thick clouds, a huge black bird spread its wings and soared, but strangely, it did not make any sound.
This is one of the top puppets of the mechanical clan.
A flying creature named "Iron Wing".
Its flight altitude can reach over 10,000 meters, making it an excellent aircraft for intelligence reconnaissance and air strikes.
In order to compete with them in air combat, humans have developed corresponding aircraft and fighter jets equipped with conventional firepower so that they can not be at a disadvantage.
However, the Iron Wing still has a relatively outstanding advantage in performance.
That is, it can split.
A huge iron wing can instantly break into pieces and "split" into countless small puppet birds after being attacked.
After escaping separately, they can regroup.
This is the natural attribute of the mechanical race, which cannot be imitated or learned by others.
However, the human race also has its own unique advantages.
That is individual force.
So much so that in subsequent air battles, the human race has basically abandoned the "fighter pair" style of play and instead uses the "clearing tactics."
The fourth level of martial arts practice is to fly.
A strong man wearing armor can fly in the air and withstand more than a dozen iron wings without being at a disadvantage.
Twelve powerful warriors in the Soaring Realm can form a battle formation and kill people in the air.
One hundred and eight powerful warriors in the Soaring Realm can form a battle group and be completely invincible in the air.
If the military attributes are not good enough, individual force can make up for it!
As a result, the strategic importance of the Iron Wing gradually declined, it lost air superiority, and basically withdrew from the front battlefield, becoming only a reconnaissance and assassination tool.
The direction of evolution and iteration of the second-generation iron wing has also shifted to "flying higher, hiding deeper, and running faster."
Once the mission is completed, run away and never fight to the end.
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Jiangcheng has an air defense system.
Whether it is electronic signals, radar detection, high-altitude firepower, or physical interception by martial arts masters, they all have it.
The protective net may have dozens of layers.
So now this iron wing does not dare to descend below 10,000 meters.
Ten thousand meters is the maximum safe distance.
Even if they are discovered, they can escape at the first opportunity and will not be caught up.
But if it goes down further, it will definitely be a dead end.
"I really want to set off a rain of fireworks in the night sky of Jiangcheng and turn the city into ruins."
On Tieyi's back, a tall black figure spoke slowly, with a ferocious tone in his voice.
He looked down and saw the lights of thousands of homes throughout the city.
The stars are dotted, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and the ground seems like another starry sky.
Next to him, a man the size of a three-year-old baby, clearly a member of the Mechanic Clan, pushed the high-powered binoculars on his nose and casually replied, "It's useless. Even if we drop thousands of bombs, we won't be able to descend below two thousand meters."
"Within 3,000 meters, the human race's strong men have the best mobility, and the bombs can't reach the ground at all. We have tried it before, but they were all collected or detonated from high altitude. It really was like a fireworks display."
"The power of weapons can never compare to one's own strength. Even the most advanced technology is ultimately inferior to the power of cultivation, and the human race's talent in cultivation is truly despairing."
The mechanical man said silently.
This clan is rich in wise men, and their status among other clans is more like that of a military advisor.
In the training academies of alien races, mechanical race instructors and professors also account for a large proportion.
Their understanding of war and grasp of the situation are quite strong.
"Then kill them all! Massacre their entire clan! Exterminate their species!"
The tall black-clothed man from the Ancient God Clan gnashed his teeth.
The mechanical man's mouth twitched strangely, and he muttered, "Clan extermination? They... should be better at this kind of thing than us."
"I've found in historical records that over the past five hundred years, the human race has grown to over one billion people, occupying countless strong cities and fortresses, nine provinces, thirty-six prefectures, over five hundred cities, thousands of fortresses, and thousands of small worlds."
"And they have exterminated over three hundred races. Humanity has a saying: 'Those who are not of our race must have different hearts.' They are even so proud that they regard all other races as alien, fighting against them all on their own."
"Five hundred years from now, I wonder what this world will look like."
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A leisurely sound.
The air fell silent.
After a while, the man in black let out a long breath.
A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a huge longbow appeared. It was pitch black with mysterious star patterns flashing on it.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Has target number eight been found?"
"We've found him. Coordinates 326,758, in the middle of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts School's arena. He's sleeping in the tent."
"This young man is currently being heralded as a young hero by the Jiangcheng Law Enforcement Team. During our previous operation, he killed chess piece B29, directly leading to the loss of the Elder Crystal Core. However, according to our intelligence, the core is not currently in the hands of the Law Enforcement Team, but is likely to have been embezzled by this young man."
"Their law enforcement team's purpose is most likely to use this young man as bait to lure out more of our pawns. So, we simply..."
The mechanical tribe member elaborated on the mission, but the man in black seemed too lazy to think about it. He waved his hand and said irritably, "Stop talking. I saw him."
"Send him to heaven now!"
A long golden arrow appeared in his hand.
Put the bow string in.
Pull it full.
The reason why the high-altitude bombs could not land was that their falling speed was not fast enough, and Jiangcheng's air defense system had time to react.
This Falling Star Bow and this Meteorite Arrow, as the most precious treasures of the ancient gods, are faster than meteors and can penetrate space, leaving the air defense system no time to react.
A distance of ten thousand meters takes less than a second.
In fact, they have been preparing for the assassination these days.
Rankings are given based on the importance of the assassination targets.
Chu Yao is number eight.
However, the other targets were either too powerful or their whereabouts were secretive, so there was no chance to attack them.
As a result, the assassination operation has been delayed.
If it is delayed any further, it will have a huge impact on morale.
After comprehensive consideration, it was decided to take Chu Yao, the number eight target, as a sacrifice first.
Especially now...
The location of target No. 8 is almost open air, and it is also a fixed target, which is an excellent opportunity.
Buzz...
The bowstring gradually became fully stretched, gathering strength, trembling violently and making a frightening sound.
"You only have one arrow. After you fire it, regardless of whether it hits the target or not, we must escape Jiangcheng's airspace and enter the designated retreat route within three seconds."
The mechanical tribe member reminded.
collapse!
The next second, this meteorite arrow, like a real meteorite, split the sky like lightning and rushed towards its intended target.
shoot!
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