Chapter 1080: Baby
The Navigator II, which was pulled up a little slower, finally hit a space crack on the way, turned into an explosive fireball, and rolled on the wall of this space.
They only slowed down for less than 2 seconds, and the result was that this determined the two seconds of life and death and made them lose the opportunity to live.
Destiny is sometimes so unfair. It will not give him more opportunities because of the obedience and caution of the Captain Navigator II, and it will not punish him more for the recklessness of the Captain Navigator III. some……
In other words, in a sense, destiny is fair, it is absolutely fair-it gives everyone only one chance, and there is no difference between everyone on Huangquan Road!
Ignoring the three crashed planes, the captain of Navigator 1 pulled his joystick hard while shouting loudly on the public channel: "There is space magic ahead! There is space magic ahead! Turn! Turn!"
"Damn it!" The pilot on the first officer was also desperately cooperating with his captain to adjust the flight status of the plane.
They didn't have time to throw away all the ammunition they carried. In fact, they were still full of 500kg bombs in their bomb bays!
Carrying these heavy burdens to do this exaggerated maneuver is actually a very terrible choice.
If one is not careful, their bomber may disintegrate by itself in the air, but even that is better than crashing it directly.
At least, if the plane disintegrates, they still have a chance to parachute...Although they are parachuting now and landing in an enemy-occupied area, it is estimated that they will be used as food by hordes of demons.
So, what he is thinking about now is not a **** skydiving, but to go back with this heavy bomber!
"Tighten the joystick! Full engine afterburner! Lean to the left! Lean to the left! Adjust the nose!" While pulling on the joystick, the Captain of Pilot One commanded nervously.
They could feel that their B-52 bomber at this height did not listen to the command of the joystick.
Fly to this altitude with a full load is almost the limit that this aircraft can do. Now it is not surprising when it will break up and crash.
"Baby! Baby! You are the best! I love you! I love you! Come on! Come on, baby!" In the co-pilot, the pilot clutched the joystick tightly, muttering and begging crazily. Religiously, it seems to be caressing the beautiful woman in her dreams.
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The B-52 bomber group following the pilot formation reacted within a few seconds. 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 bombers opened their bomb bays, regardless of the target at their feet, whether it was in the wilderness or not, and at the same time began to reduce the weight of bombs.
They abandoned all the bombs they were carrying, and then started their turn more lightly.
The large-scale fleet began to turn spectacularly, and densely packed passwords were interspersed back and forth on the radio.
It is not an easy task to coordinate the steering of a huge fleet of hundreds of aircraft. The entire formation was in chaos, and even two aircraft almost collided.
Hundreds of planes scattered in the sky, and there was the roar of airplane engines everywhere, as well as the thunder and lightning of the storm below.
Compared with the clumsiness of the B-52 bomber, the fighter force is much more flexible. They quickly avoided this invisible wall, and with the turning bombers, they began to stay away from the dangerous storm. it is good
Of course, when they turned, they could no longer see the three dazzling, huge fires.
They also did not see the wreckage of the B-52 bomber, the weird and spectacular scene rolling down in the sky.
Of course, they saw a B-52 madly rushing to an altitude of 11,000 meters, and then it fell like a leaf as if it had lost its soul.
Finally, in their horrified 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 pilot on the Pilot 1 let out a long sigh, and finally relaxed slightly the hand holding the joystick.
Only then did he feel that his palms were full of sweat, and the ghosts knew what they had experienced in the last few minutes.
He looked at the lightning and thunder outside the window, and the real rain hitting his windshield. Only then did he realize how much he liked the **** pictures in front of him.
Although there was still lightning and thunder, even though he was still in the storm, feeling the slight tremor of the plane's fuselage, he was very grateful that he was still alive at this moment, still able to breathe, and able to cheer to his heart's content.
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!
Fortunately, he was wise in that moment, and thank God for letting him take control of his destiny at the last minute.
Anyway, he is luckier than his subordinates. At least he has survived today, and he has survived the present.
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"After all, I have to do it myself! A bunch of useless trash! I am the source of magic! I am the most powerful being in this world!" In his hall, the source of enraged magic roared, and a terrible voice was heard throughout the hall. Reverberating inside.
"Do you think I failed? No way? Those nasty bastards, including that **** Alicia! You have to pay! Pay a heavy price!" A manic magic storm surged in the temple, affecting The storm that enveloped Witholens.
That's right, the source of magic has been released. He released powerful magical energy and even changed the weather. At the same time, he also used space magic to form an absolute defensive barrier!
In order to severely damage those **** invaders, he plans to use storms to hide that energy-consuming space magic defense barrier, or super huge space rift.
However, what he didn't know was that he tried his best to deploy the killing game, and finally only shot down three B-52 bombers.
"Long live the source of magic! Your brilliance shines on the demon! Victory will eventually belong to us!" A group of demon officers bowed down in front of the source of magic and sang peacefully.
Once upon a time, they even had the illusion that the source of magic had completely failed. But the facts proved to them that that powerful and invincible source of magic is still so powerful that it exceeds the scope of their understanding!
"Retreat!" It seemed that he didn't want to show off his methods, and the source of magic just drew back from the men in front of him.
After everyone had withdrawn from the main hall, the human form formed by the source of magic energy began to agitate irregularly: "I was forced to use such a powerful magic...Is it even going to be backlashed by the power of natural rules..."
