Chapter 352: An Invitation from the Eyes
Inside the cabin of the Boeing 787, the door of the cockpit had long been smashed open by the Orthodox Vladimirevich with his fist.
The pilot was held hostage by the Orthodox Church and controlled the plane to turn around and fly towards the ocean at a cruising speed of 1,000 kilometers per hour.
Several Black Hawk attack helicopters were so slow that they had already left the enemy far behind and had to return to the base in disappointment.
Two F-35C fighter jets, one on the left and one on the right, were 10 kilometers away, using active phased array radars with an effective range of 200 kilometers to firmly lock onto the Boeing 787.
Another F-35C fighter jet was flying closely alongside the Boeing 787 and made a call.
The vacuum vortex caused by Fang Zuo's anger instantly disturbed the turbine engine.
The entire fuselage lost power and plummeted downward.
The other two F-35C fighters watched as the friendly aircraft signal represented by a blue triangle on the tactical screen flashed violently.
It descended rapidly and disappeared under the height horizontal mark in an instant.
It means that the Ghost 3 fell from 31,000 feet to sea level in 0.3 seconds and crashed into the sea.
This sudden incident frightened the other two planes so much that they accelerated instantly and only opened communications after they were dozens of kilometers away from the Boeing 787.
"Damn it! Calling No. 3, how are you? Calling No. 3! Headquarters, calling headquarters! This is Ghost Formation No. 1. We have lost data link connection with No. 3. Radar signal has disappeared. Confirmed that its transponder code: 4765 is invalid. Request emergency situation upgrade and request weapons release authorization!"
Thule Air Base Command Center.
An officer in a general's uniform is standing in front of the screen.
The base's commander-in-chief is Air Force Lieutenant General Leon Virick.
He was holding a pipe in his mouth.
The technical sergeant projected the data onto the large screen and continuously broadcast the information in voice:
"Reporting to the General, the last data track of the Ghost 3 is: altitude 50 meters, heading 095, speed 0.87 Mach, confirmed to have crashed."
"Two seconds before the Ghost 3 crashed, the cabin pressure plummeted from 8 psi to 0.3 psi, which is equivalent to being instantly exposed to the Martian atmosphere."
"In other words, a huge vacuum vortex suddenly appeared near the Boeing 787 aircraft for some unknown reason."
"Vacuum vortex? Is this a weapon or an Orthodox magic? Damn it! What on earth did those Orthodox Russians do?" General Leon Virick asked in a deep voice, "Are there any other important people on that civilian plane?"
"General, according to the intelligence sent from Washington, there is a National Security Agency agent on the Boeing 787. His code name is confidential. There is also a wealthy man from the Samsung Group in South Korea on the plane."
"Whatever." General Leon Virik grabbed the communicator and said loudly: "Ghost 1, Ghost 2, this is Thule Base in Greenland."
"Confirm that the Boeing 787 has been classified as a Level IX air threat. Execute emergency destruction procedures. Unlock code: AT-790-2."
"You can immediately launch a highest-authority attack. Repeat, launch a highest-authority attack!"
"Ghost 1 understands."
"Ghost 2 understands."
Inside the cockpits of two F-35C fighter jets.
As the radar locked onto the heat source of the Boeing 787's engine on the screen, the two pilots pushed open the weapon safety cover with their left thumbs.
then.
The two F-35Cs simultaneously performed a 45-degree elevation jump, using the curvature of the earth to create a shooting window.
Two AIM-120D missiles broke away from the internal bomb bay, and the friction between the missile body rails produced orange-red sparks.
After the compressed nitrogen pushes the missile to a safe distance of 15 meters, a cobalt blue flame propulsion halo appears at the tail.
The two missiles accelerated to Mach 4.0 within 3 seconds and crashed into the Boeing 787 dozens of kilometers away.
Inside the cabin of a Boeing 787.
The Orthodox patriarch and spiritual elders were stunned by the roar from the soul.
I have no idea where it came from.
I only felt endless pressure, and even when facing the Orthodox gods, I didn't feel such a terrifying feeling.
The pressure of being on the verge of death penetrated my body.
【Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on you and save your servants! 】
A golden waterfall of light as thick as honey suddenly projected out from the void.
Instantly lock the coordinates of this plane.
Covering the Boeing 787 from a distance.
The strong light penetrated the distorted fuselage cabin wall and condensed into a translucent light cocoon around the two Orthodox people.
Protect them both tightly.
The light cocoon expanded instantly like flowing liquid gold, wrapping the entire Boeing 787 aircraft into glowing amber.
Fang Zuo opened his eyes angrily.
“Quack!!”
A wave of spiritual pressure passed by.
An invisible pressure swept over the two powerful figures of the Orthodox Church.
The light shield disappeared instantly.
These two are well-known figures in databases around the world.
With a "bang" sound, like a balloon, the flesh and bones of the entire body turned into blood mist and bone powder, and scattered in the cabin.
Fang Zuo frowned as he looked at the unconscious Li Zhenxin and Chiba Iori, and was about to take action.
Suddenly I noticed four or two missiles approaching.
A speed of Mach 4.0.
It took only about thirty seconds from dozens of kilometers to hitting the Boeing 787.
The next moment.
Fang Zuo appeared high in the sky.
Ever since he sneaked across the border to join the Young and Dangerous, and then inexplicably returned to the mountains, he continued to break through and experience levels after levels.
He still didn't understand to what extent the destructive power of this world's technology could compare to that of the monks.
The tail flames of the two missiles formed Mach rings in the thin air.
Amid the screaming sound that tore through the clouds.
Tungsten alloy fragments penetrated the cabin and fuel tank of the Boeing 787.
The fireball from the missile and the jet fuel explosion shattered the aluminum skin like thin paper.
A huge mushroom cloud rose in the sky.
Fang Zuo watched all this with an expressionless face.
Estimating the power of the missile explosion.
The destructive power caused by each missile is enough to almost destroy a small hill, which is equivalent to a full-strength attack from an early Jindan cultivator.
But the scary thing is.
This was launched from dozens of kilometers away.
He also knew that this was by no means the most powerful missile available.
Other missiles can even reach hundreds or thousands of kilometers.
Not to mention the Jindan stage cultivators, even he himself had no way of attacking so far.
The roar of fighter jets could be heard in the distance.
Fang Zuo frowned.
In a flash, he stood on the cabin cover of an F35C fighter jet.
The pilot, who was about to investigate the crash site of the Boeing 787, suddenly saw a pair of feet in front of him.
He wiped his goggles in confusion.
Still exists.
He took off his goggles.
You read that right.
A pair of feet were standing in front of the glass cover of the fighter jet.
Everything he saw frightened him to death. He couldn't catch his breath and almost fainted.
Fang Zuo stepped lightly.
The F-35C fighter jet instantly broke into two pieces and fell straight down with flames and black smoke.
"A spirit being?" Another plane in the distance saw all this, and said in a trembling voice with its mouth opened as wide as possible in fear.
Push the joystick to the bottom, turn around and speed up to escape.
At the same time, turn on the communicator to report to the base.
"What? Psychic? Ghost One, do you know what you are talking about?" General Leon Virick was stunned, with a strange look on his face: "You said that a psychic stood on the cabin of Ghost One at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and then stepped on the F-35C fighter with his feet and broke it?"
"Yes General, I saw it with my own eyes."
Leon Verrick's face kept changing, from white to red, and then from red to black.
His face twitched uncontrollably for a few times, and he finally lost control of his emotions. He quickly put the communicator to his mouth and started cursing:
"Pierre Preston, do you believe me? I'll put a pipe in your ass and then pull your intestines out. You damned guy, did you drink alcohol while on duty again?"
The general was furious: "I warn you, if you say anything nonsense again, I swear in the name of God that I will send you to a military court and shoot you."
"General, I'm not drunk and I didn't see it wrong! He he he he followed me here." Pierre Preston's extremely frightened and trembling voice came out from the communicator crying:
"He he he he is standing on my fighter plane right now."
"Fuck you, you're lying to me. I'll send you to a prison full of 30cm long black men to pick up soap!!!" General Leon Virick roared into the communicator and raised his head: "Quick, turn on the radar to maximum power immediately, and turn on the thermal imaging scan at the same time. Target Ghost One!!!"
"No need, General. He's right above us." The secretary said, pointing to the screen in front.
Just see the screen.
On the radar.
Thermal imaging.
A human figure was actually standing on an F35C fighter jet that was flying back.
It was incredibly stable while flying at high altitude.
Then.
He did indeed tap his foot gently.
The Phantom One F35C fighter jet instantly broke into two pieces like French fries and fell towards the Thule Air Force Base.
But the human was still hovering in the air.
"Shoot him down for me." General Leon Virick roared.
"Yes, General!"
The entire command room quickly took action.
"Activate the land-based Aegis system"
"AN/SPY-6 radar locks on target"
"Standard Six missile carrying kinetic particle kill vehicle launched into space"
Fang Zuo stood quietly in the air, waiting for all this. The suppression of the Heavenly Dao on him gradually increased.
His realm was slowly declining.
A wave similar to divine consciousness scanned his entire body.
Then more than a dozen missiles with long flame tails came towards him... Fang Zuo tried his best to release his spiritual sense.
Divert all scans towards his wave disturbance.
More than a dozen missiles drew a graceful arc in an instant and fell into the outskirts of Thule Air Force Base like headless flies.
Boom boom boom!!
As explosions sounded, more than a dozen mushroom clouds slowly rose.
"General, the GPS/INS composite guidance system shows an altitude error of -1,500 meters!! The missile has no way to lock onto this mutant." The secretary shouted loudly.
The entire military command center was in chaos.
"Do you want to send fighter jets into the air, General?"
"Idiot, the missiles can't lock on, what's the use of fighter jets? Activate the high-energy laser array HELIOS system and start focusing the fire at maximum power consumption."
"Yes, General."
Several high-energy lasers quickly aimed at Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo felt the burning sensation.
This kind of power is not even as strong as that of a Jindan cultivator.
Fang Zuo frowned.
Feeling that the suppression of the Heavenly Dao was getting stronger and stronger, his realm was gradually falling towards the Golden Elixir.
He waved his hand.
A huge golden thunder gathered in the sky.
"Look everyone, two suns!!!"
The American soldiers in the base looked up at the sky.
I saw a blurry figure standing in the air.
Above his head, there are two golden suns.
Dazzling.
"Oh my God!!!" Lieutenant Colonel Mike, who was in charge of meteorology in the command room, smelled the burnt smell of ozone.
His experience told him that it was a sign that the ionosphere was being torn apart.
Meteorological Lieutenant Colonel Mike stood at the floor-to-ceiling glass of the command center, staring blankly at the sky.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, as if there were billions of ants crawling under his tactical bulletproof vest: "General, come and see! Everyone, pay attention, electromagnetic storm alert!!"
It seemed to confirm his guess.
Beep, beep, beep!!! The sharp sound of the instrument alarm echoed throughout the control room.
Everyone in the command center, including the general, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and looked at the sky.
transfixed.
"Oh my god, the electron concentration in the ionosphere has skyrocketed a million times in 0.3 seconds. This is a precursor to a super thunderstorm that has never been recorded by humans." When Lieutenant Colonel Mike looked up, his pupils were pierced by the strong light and he muttered to himself, "Is this going to end the world?"
As a golden sun appeared in the sky, golden arcs of electricity burst out.
All displays started to become disrupted and snowy.
High-voltage wires and radar detection equipment throughout the air force camp emitted huge arcing sounds.
Dense groups of American soldiers walked out of the camp and looked at the sky in shock.
Looking at this scene made them confused.
They knelt down and prayed.
finally.
The golden sun in the sky fell down.
A golden crack appeared in the sky.
It turned into a giant golden pillar and crashed down.
It was like an eight-sided golden mace that spanned the sky and the earth.
Insert it straight in.
As the roar sounded.
The first thing to disappear was the AN/TPY-4 phased array radar in the center of the base.
This $1.2 billion steel behemoth looks like a pencil mark erased by an eraser.
The silicon carbide substrate weighing tens of tons is directly sublimated into purple steam at a high temperature of one hundred thousand degrees.
Those metals were melted into liquid metal rain, falling to the surface.
then.
The densely packed American soldiers only felt a darkness before their eyes.
It vaporizes instantly, and not even the residue can be seen.
The entire giant air force base is made of six-meter-thick reinforced concrete, which is like chocolate under the scorching sun.
The steel bars still maintained their grid-like structure in the last second before they were vaporized, like a giant chicken coop frozen in time.
All the alloy-shelled equipment and ammunition stored in the base were melted and gathered into metal streams.
It seeps into the strata along the cracks and forms metal fossils covered with thunder patterns after cooling.
Since then , it has become the largest air force base in the United States.
All that was left was a huge vitrified crater.
The runway was transformed into an obsidian mirror, reflecting the distorted clouds.
The hangar and the remains of the camp melted together and solidified into strange red stalactite-like shapes.
Not long after.
Alarms were sounded at other U.S. air bases.
Accompanied by a huge roar in the sky.
Several F35C fighter jets and Black Hawk attack helicopters arrived over the camp from all directions.
Exploring the largest air force base in the United States that has inexplicably lost all communications.
And far away in the Pentagon is the US military command center.
There was a moment of dead silence as I watched the image intelligence sent back by the explorers.
What is going on?
Several top American generals looked at each other in bewilderment.
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Inside the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.
The four representatives of the Rei Opposition Council, Home Affairs Minister Kojima Hiroshi, and Sakura Sora Kurumi were sitting in the chairs in the conference room.
Several people looked at the huge screen with serious faces.
Tetsushi Kono and Yoshihiko Chosokabe.
These two guys who were locked up by Sakura Kurumi for a day and a night are now avoiding even looking at each other.
After being released, I watched the video of the scene and realized how terrifying the murderer was.
However, Sakura Sora Kurumi and all the police officers not only survived, but also almost caught the murderer.
The two of them avoided Sakura Kurumi's gaze.
Who knows what crime this lawless woman will accuse me of to lock myself up for two days.
In a place where the air conditioning was broken, I was cold and hungry.
There was not even a bed except water and stools.
They are all high-level Onmyojis, but who among modern humans has ever suffered that kind of suffering!
After sitting for a day and a night, one of the two people developed hemorrhoids and the other had a relapse of lumbar disc.
I am still in agony! The screen in the conference room continuously transmits the status of the entire huge underground sewer in Tokyo in real time.
Feng Dielian was leading a team of police officers and was cautiously going deeper into the sewer.
The cameras on their bodies were transmitting the scenes they saw in real time.
The beam of a tactical flashlight cut through the thick darkness.
Feng Dielian was walking in the underground sewer wearing tactical boots and a bulletproof vest, but she felt as if she was falling into the digestive tract of some giant creature.
The concrete on the tunnel walls oozed a turquoise fluorescent substance, like the slime of a mutant creature.
Those concrete pillars are covered with radiating patterns, as if they were implanted with glowing nerve veins.
As we go deeper.
From time to time, mutated kappas jumped out and were killed by the police officers' intensive firepower.
Go further inside.
Everything before them stunned Feng Dielian and Ling Yi and the people watching the live broadcast.
Three vertical shafts with a diameter of 30 meters were converted into vertical culture chambers.
The remains of various creatures floated in the turbid liquid.
As the police officer wearing biological and chemical protection equipment turned the adjustable gate.
The moment the gate opens.
The centimeter-thirty-meter-high pressure-regulating water tank revealed a disgusting scene.
In the space that was originally used to drain rainwater, hundreds of glass coffins were suspended in a spiral shape.
Each container holds an experimental subject that combines the characteristics of humans and marine life.
In the giant tank in the center is a monster made of an octopus head and a human spine.
This is just part of the Tokyo Underground Waterway in Shinjuku.
How many such laboratories are there in such a large metropolitan area like Tokyo? "What on earth do these damn demon tribes want to do?" Tetsu Kono said angrily, "Are they still thinking of destroying Tokyo?"
"Don't think about it for now." Yingkong Kurumi said lightly.
Hearing this, everyone looked at Sakura Kurumi.
"Mr. Sakura Kurumi, what do you mean?" asked Home Affairs Minister Hiroshi Kojima.
"No matter what the demons do, they must give an explanation to the government, otherwise they will be completely eliminated." Yingkong Kurumi knocked on the table: "But have you ever thought that the biggest problem lies within our human beings?"
"How did these nuclear materials fall into the hands of the demon department when they are under such strict control?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone's faces became even uglier.
"Three of the six largest financial groups in Japan are capable of making these things," Bai Huizi said. "Our Mitsui Group can do it, but these nuclear materials are strictly monitored by the government. From manufacturing to transportation to nuclear power plants, there are government personnel in charge."
"We, the Mitsui Group, can allow government agencies to investigate to prove our innocence."
"However, I am not speaking for the six major financial groups in Japan. I want to remind everyone that there is a nuclear leak in Japan."
Fukushima nuclear power plant? "Director Sakura Kurumi, this case is handed over to you." Interior Minister Kojima Hiroshi stood up and said, "The six major chaebols will be jointly investigated by the National Public Security Bureau and the Procuratorate."
"You are responsible for the investigation of the Fukushima nuclear power plant and Tokyo's underground sewers. All units will cooperate with you unconditionally."
Minister of Internal Affairs Hiroshi Kojima said in a deep voice: "I will inform Prime Minister Shigeru who is far away in America, and ask the Minister of Defense to give you permission to mobilize part of the Self-Defense Forces if necessary."
"I understand." Sakura Kurumi nodded and stood up.
When the others saw this, they all stood up unconsciously.
Baihuizi looked at Yingsora Kurumi, who was standing straight in the uniform of a high-ranking police officer.
It can't hide her graceful curves.
The cold and beautiful little face was tightly tensed.
She looked at the others and saw that they all stood up unconsciously in coordination with her.
These are all people at the top of the Japanese pyramid, and they have been unknowingly shocked by Sakura Kurumi's aura.
No one dared to sit down and ignore Yingkong Kurumi who was standing.
Sakura Kurumi had just walked out of the royal palace.
"Wait, it's Sakura Sora Kurumi, the hall manager." Bai Huizi followed.
"What's wrong? Mrs. Baihuizi!" Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.
She had a very good impression of this beautiful spiritual woman who always gave her reminders.
"This matter is not that simple." Baihuizi said in a low voice.
"It seems that Mrs. Baihuizi knows something?" Yingsong Kurumi frowned.
Bai Huizi took a step forward, put her red lips close to Yingkong Kurumi's ear, and whispered softly: "I know very little, but a lot of things happened at the Fukushima nuclear power plant, and now it seems that they are all likely involved. You'd better contact Councillor Shiraishi, she is also investigating this matter."
"She is also investigating the Fukushima nuclear power plant?" Sakura Kurumi was slightly stunned.
At this moment, Fang Zuo, who was far away in North America, was sitting by the lake with his eyes closed, feeling the pressure of the Heavenly Dao.
Since he has no formal legal identity, the only one who is suppressed at the moment is his Jindan cultivation level.
The pressure slowly dissipated.
In the distance, charming sounds of playfulness were heard from the lake.
"Come down quickly, I will never tell Kurumi." Chiba Iori turned around in the clear lake water and waved to Fang Zuo.
Her long black hair fell down her back, revealing her smooth shoulders.
A pair of beautiful eyes with a thousand threads of meaning.
Fang Zuo felt the direction of Momoki Kanonai.
It seems to be some distance away from me.
The position keeps changing, so I must be on the plane.
"Hey, throw my bra and panties over here." Chiba Iori shouted again.
Fang Zuo frowned and grabbed the green bra and green panties next to him and threw them over.
It seemed as if the smoothness of her skin was still there when I touched it.
A refreshing body fragrance wafted.
"Does it smell good?" Chiba Iori bit her lower lip, "Is it different from the charming scent of your peaches?"
Fang Zuo ignored her and stood up.
He kicked the stairs hard at Li Zhenxin, who was still unconscious and lying not far away.
The toes are right between the buttocks.
The kick made her groan, but she still didn't wake up.
If it weren't for the thought that Jin Meiting might still be useful, I wouldn't have bothered to save this troublesome woman.
“Hey~~!”
Chiba Iori called again from a distance.
Fang Zuo frowned and turned his head to look.
I saw that she had already put on her underwear.
The green bust holds up a pair of soft.
The narrow straps hang casually on the shoulders.
It seems like it will droop down with a slight push.
In the sunshine.
The red lips are slightly parted.
The eyes invite.
(End of this chapter)
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