I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 491 - 305: Knocking on the Door, But It’s a Fighter

The fighter jet pursued the trail of fire with astonishing speed, as if racing against ti.

The speed of the fire seed to slow a bit, allowing the fighter jet to faintly hang back.

A wave of amazent rippled through the crowd of onlookers; many took out their phones, trying to capture this unbelievable scene.

But it all happened too quickly.

Soon, the trail of fire moved away from the town, and the fighter jet followed suit, until they beca re specks in the distant sky.

When the last trace of fire disappeared from view, the noise from the crowd gradually subsided.

People started discussing in small groups what had just happened; so thought it might be an alien spacecraft, while others insisted it was just a secret experintal project of so country.

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anwhile, in the sky.

The chase continued.

Pilots from Lighthouse Country, having received orders, tried to keep a tight track of the distant fire.

Normally, they should break the sound barrier tenfold, shaking them off so they couldn’t even see the back.

But now it seed as if the speed had slowed down.

Which allowed them to dimly follow.

But just as they were reporting this situation, they suddenly realized the fire in front of them had disappeared.

Not just vanished from the radar.

But also from their vision.

The sky in front of them looked endlessly clear and utterly empty.

When the fire suddenly vanished, the fighter pilots imdiately felt an unusual silence.

They quickly checked their onboard equipnt and radar systems and confird that the fire had indeed disappeared from the electronic screens.

The instrunts in the fighter’s cockpit showed normal data, but the mysterious force seed to have completely left the sky.

The pilots confird their situation with each other via radio, "This is Eagle Eye One, the target has disappeared from the radar. Repeat, the target is gone. Requesting instructions."

"This is Eagle Eye Two, we have also lost the target. Requesting further action."

Ground command center promptly responded, "All units, be advised, the target is gone, imdiately execute search mode, expand search area, look for any anomalies. Repeat, execute search mode."

The fleet of fighters imdiately dispersed, carrying out the new orders.

They reduced altitude and began a ticulous search of every inch of the sky, but other than the azure sky and occasional drifting white clouds, there was nothing.

Pilots fixed their gazes ahead, trying to catch any unusual phenona.

But still, they found nothing.

If they had been rapidly shaken off, they could have accepted and understood it.

But the unidentified flying object, ablaze and thundering through the atmosphere, just vanished into thin air in front of them.

That massive noise instantly dropped to zero.

Gone from both the eyes and the radar.

This was preposterous.

And all the pilots were incredulous.

However, since it had happened, they ultimately accepted reality.

The pilot of Eagle Eye One was just about to say sothing over the radio.

When suddenly, he heard a knocking sound by his ear.

It was a sound he knew all too well.

The sound of knocking on the cockpit door.

The mont he heard this noise, he felt a chilling shiver.

This...

We’re thousands of ters up in the sky!

And he was still maintaining a speed of nearly at least Mach 2.3.

Where did this knocking sound co from?!

With a look of alarm,

The pilot turned his stiff neck to look in the direction of the cockpit door.

On the window of the cockpit door,

At that mont, there was a face, wrapped in firelight and mist, pressed against it.