922: Chapter 922: Blooming Flas (Large Chapter for Monthly Tickets) 922: Chapter 922: Blooming Flas (Large Chapter for Monthly Tickets) These High-energy Guided Missiles were much closer to He Ao than to the cha Squad below.
Moreover, it was apparent that these missiles were prioritizing He Ao as their target, traveling at an extrely high speed, appearing as huge silhouettes from the night sky almost imdiately after He Ao had seen the glimrs of light.
Generally, with high-risk weaponry like the Federation’s High-energy Guided Missiles, a specific code would be painted on them and a specific identity chip embedded to determine which unit, warehouse, or launch pad they had co from.
However, the missiles He Ao saw were entirely black; if it weren’t for the fuming flas from behind, they would have almost blended completely into the nightti sky, as all markings had been wiped clean from their surface.
A severe howling sound ca from behind, and the cha Squad not far behind the Floating Warplane was rapidly closing in while swiftly adjusting their cannon barrels.
He Ao shifted his gaze, continually syncing the data analyzed by Eve with the cha Squad.
Simultaneously, he took his seat in the pilot’s chair and fastened his seatbelt.
Through the front windshield, he clearly saw the missiles speeding up as they neared the target.
Even though Eve had detected these missiles ahead of ti, the ti actually gained was minimal, not even enough for the cha Squad to move next to the Floating Warplane or for him to directly jump from a height and escape.
There were no gliders or parachutes on this Floating Warplane; obviously, Fren had no idea that they would be attacked and had followed instructions strictly, without any preparations for escape.
Without these items, once He Ao ejected, he could only rely on freefall and the rescue by the cha Squad behind him, losing all maneuverability.
From the current situation, with such high-speed missiles, the chance of survival if he jumped was almost nonexistent, whereas the Floating Warplane could still provide him with so speed and maneuverability, giving him a chance to evade the missiles.
He grasped the flight control stick of the warplane.
The control thod of this Floating Warplane was sowhat similar to that of a cha, but was much simpler.
Linen had also piloted similar Floating Warplanes during his service in the Central Army.
Vian, while developing the mobility unit for Adam Model 1, had also studied this type of Floating Warplane.
If he rembered correctly, the engine used in this warplane was designed with so redundant power.
However, this redundant power wasn’t stable, couldn’t last long, and using it beyond its limit risked damage or disintegration, so it was locked down through the core electrical control programming when shipped from the factory.
“Engine power lock disengaged, beginning to overclock.”
Eve’s voice echoed in He Ao’s ears at this mont.
As her voice sounded, He Ao, watching the quickly enlarging missiles in his field of view, suddenly pulled the control stick.
The tail of the Floating Warplane spewed surging fiery flas; originally sowhat stabilized, the Floating Warplane pitched upwards again, tilting the belly upwards, cutting across the sky in a horizontal ‘U’ shaped arc, changing its direction from forward to backward.
The missiles, having locked onto the Floating Warplane, swiftly pitched upwards, pursuing the warplane.
They were much faster than the cha, almost instantly catching up to the warplane from behind.
By this ti, all the cha had readied their cannons; beams of light shot out from the cha coming from behind, but only hit one missile slightly from behind, while the remaining missiles continued to pass through the surging flas, chasing after He Ao.
He Ao glanced at the control panel for data sent by the cha Squad and the continually updated targeting data by Eve.
Intercepting these missiles was not easy; even though the cha had locked onto their exact positions thanks to He Ao’s warning, these specific locations had to be continuously adjusted with the movent of the missiles and the cha.
The precision aiming of the Blazing Angel ch, difficult for humans to control, relied on the cha’s own auxiliary aiming systems for adjustnts, which were struggling to keep up with the distant, high-speed moving missiles.
“Mr.
Linen, the missiles are too fast, our auto-aiming system can’t keep up, we need to close the distance, please co imdiately behind us!”
The voice of the cha Squad leader echoed inside the Floating Warplane, and in He Ao’s view, the cha Squad was also rapidly approaching them.
He Ao scanned the data on the control interface again.
According to the current situation, if he escaped to behind the cha Squad, it was highly probable that he would be safe, but this cha Squad would inevitably suffer casualties, with the worst-case scenario being none surviving.
It seed General Corvey had issued a kill order on them.
Even though he didn’t hide behind the cha Squad, allowing the cha Squad to attack after the missiles entered the targeting range, with the high speed of these missiles, even if so were not intercepted, the cha Squad would still suffer casualties, and he would be in danger too.
Countless thoughts flashed through He Ao’s mind.
Accompanied by the intense maneuvering of the warplane, more blood soaked through the bandages, staining his inner pure white shirt.
However, at this mont, He Ao no longer had ti to worry about these things as he grasped the control stick, took a slight breath, and then pulled the control stick again.
In that instant, the Floating Warplane swiftly turned a right angle in the midst of the cascading rain, and plumted almost vertically.
Under this violent maneuver, the chasing missiles paused montarily as if they had temporarily lost their target.
But soon, they dipped their heads and relocked onto their target.
Thus, these missiles began to tilt downward sharply, their motion transitioning from nearly horizontal to a steep downward angle, chasing after the warplane below.
“Mr.
Lin En, what is he doing?”
“Is he using himself as a lure to draw away those missiles?”
“Is he protecting us?”
A brief silence fell over the communication channel, followed by the squad leader’s voice cutting off all conversation, “Accelerate forward!
Close the distance!”
Under gravity’s influence, the downward-flying Floating Warplane’s speed further increased, far exceeding the maximum speed designed for this warplane, causing the entire aircraft to begin shaking violently.
He Ao tightly gripped the control stick with one hand while the other hand reached out, touching the data displayed on the screen.
These were the potential interception points calculated by Eve—Eve couldn’t guarantee the accuracy of each position, so it was up to He Ao’s combat instincts to make the judgnt.
The reason many genius chanical drivers were irreplaceable was because their keen combat instincts were often even more accurate than the predictions made by artificial intelligence.
He Ao glanced again at the missile images on the streaming rear-view dia, then quickly selected several options from the data provided by Eve.
Eve swiftly converted this data into targeting coordinates and sent it to the cha Squad at the rear.
In that mont, He Ao reconnected to the cha Squad’s communication channel.
This ti, he didn’t wait for the squad leader to speak and imdiately said, “Switch to full manual mode targeting with the data I just provided, and input the data.”
There was a brief silence on the other end of the communication, and then they imdiately replied, “Okay,”
Then the tone changed, “Everyone, switch to full manual mode and input the data Mr.
Lin En has sent.”
Raindrops struck the windshield of the Floating Warplane as He Ao had already caught up with the continuously falling raindrops.
His field of view, passing through these scattered raindrops and the quiet, dark ground, as well as the sporadic lights on the ground, rapidly ‘flew toward’ the Floating Warplane.
Indistinctly, He Ao could already see children looking up at the sky from the muddy ponds in those narrow streets.
He Ao gripped the control stick, took a gentle breath, and a tiny voice ca through the communication, seemingly indicating that the data had been input.
Before the squad leader could speak, He Ao quickly said, “Switch to the squad’s internal channel, follow my command, three…”
A soft click was heard by his ear, the sound of the communication channel switching.
“Two.”
He Ao’s voice was steady and clear, ensuring that everyone could hear his words.
The thick ground was getting increasingly closer, close enough that the Floating Warplane seed almost able to touch the tall buildings below.
“One.”
The aged hand suddenly pulled the joystick, and the floating warplane abruptly lifted its nose, turning another right angle and flying close to the ground towards the direction from which the missiles were coming.
The surging blast swept across the streets on the ground, creating shallow crests on the muddy rainwater and making the rusted shack creak.
People standing at the intersection instinctively raised their heads, watching the high-speed chanical object slicing through the sky.
With this maneuver, the missiles in the sky were montarily “stunned.”
“Fire!”
Simultaneously, a calm and steady voice echoed through the communication channel of the cha Squad.
Brilliant radiance swept across the night sky, evaporating the curtain of rain and striking the rows of blazing shells.
Boom, boom, boom—
Intense explosions resounded in the sky, and a surging blaze mushrood, blanketing the firmant.
The flowing rain seed to montarily freeze, each droplet evaporating into mist.
“We succeeded!”
An exclamation ca through the communication channel.
“No!”
Then another voice, “It’s not completely destroyed!”
Almost at the instant that voice sounded, black missiles pierced through the fire cloud, changing direction and diving vertically toward He Ao below.
“New data,”
He Ao quickly pressed new data on the control panel.
The aged voice spoke again, “Still in manual mode.”
“Mr.
Linen, you…”
A questioning voice arose in the communication channel.
“It’s fine,”
He Ao looked up at the missiles continually approaching overhead.
Initially, those behind and above him were now almost directly above as he flew backward.
So the missiles were almost diving straight down, getting alarmingly close, “Follow my command, three.”
“Yes” “Yes” “Yes”…
Uniform responses ca through the channel.
“Two.”
The floating warplane skimd the ground, speeding through the night air right below the missiles.
The missiles in the air began to realign.
“One.”
He Ao once again pulled the joystick, and the floating warplane sharply ascended vertically, “Fire!”
Countless lights burst forth again in the sky, striking all the remaining missiles.
The surging flas lit up the rain once more, the fireworks rging together, igniting a brilliant glow.
“We succeeded!”
“This ti it’s all the missiles.”
“Was Mr.
Linen just hit by the missile?”
“Mr.
Linen, Mr.
Linen, are you still there?”
Intense calls filled the communication channel.
But the only response was silence.
The steady rain pelted the shell of the Blazing Angel ch, and in the face of the burning flas in the sky, no one could find joy in their hearts.
The towering chs lowered their heads.
They were originally unrelated to that distinguished individual, rely following orders to protect him, but it now felt as if an invisible sadness enveloped the night.
Boom—
A fierce wind howled instantaneously in front of the chs, and the streamlined floating warplane, like a sharp blade cutting through the night, burst through the surging flas, appearing in front of the towering chs.
“Sorry,”
The aged voice sounded in the communication channel, “The explosion just interfered with the signal a bit, looks like there are no more missiles.”
“Mr.
Linen?”
A slightly suppressed but joy-filled voice resounded in the channel.
“Hmm?”
He Ao sat at the control panel, looking at the cracks all around the floating warplane, rubbing his temples, “Have you discovered anything else?”
“No.”
The response ca through the communication channel, “We thought just now that you…”
“Cough,”
A faint cough from the ch Squad leader interrupted, he slowly spoke, “We’ve already reported the news, this area still belongs to South City, General Corvey should send soone to investigate the missile fragnts.
There are limited individuals who can access such high-energy guided missiles, maybe we’ll find so clues.”
His voice maintained calm and steady, but deep within, there seed to be a hint of relieved joy.
“Okay,”
He Ao nodded slightly, “Please thank General Corvey for , and pass on my regards.”
“It’s our duty,”
The leader imdiately responded, then asked, “Mr.
Linen, where do you plan to go next?
The South City Command Center should be safe, if you don’t mind…”
“No need,”
He Ao shook his head gently, fitting the wristband fixed on the console back onto his wrist, then glanced back at the body of Fren, now curled up in the corner due to the intense maneuvering, “I need to return to the Mayor’s Mansion.”
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