"3540 has found the target! Two kilometers in a straight line!

"3541 has found the target! 1,800 meters in a straight line!

“354……”

Above the sky, silver-white fighter planes pierced the sky, each of which was the latest model in the world today, gliding silently, and strings of signals were constantly being sent.

Professional soldiers do not question instructions from their superiors, and they will meticulously complete them, no matter how outrageous they may be.

This time, their mission was to take down a human flying at an altitude of 2,000 meters, and before taking off, they all thought that the mission description was incomplete, and the complete mission should be 'to take down a UFO flying at an altitude of 2,000 meters'. However, by the time they flew to the target position in accordance with the instructions constantly transmitted from the ground command center, none of them dared to believe their eyes.

Just as no one before this dared to verbally question the order that allowed them to go.

In the sea of clouds, there is a figure soaring, through the on-board high-definition probe, every pilot present can clearly see the full picture of the target.

It was a human, and he wasn't in a known, real-life flying vehicle, nor was he wearing the fantastical armor of Iron Man, but his speed wasn't inferior to that armor.

Flying out of thin air with a human body is already a very unrealistic delusion, and to maintain such a speed, this scene in front of you almost makes people want to pinch themselves a few times to verify whether they are in a dream.

"Is it the latest technology, and have those old guys in R&D finally made a breakthrough?"

The pilots were not given the permission to 'fire freely', and the scene in front of them was so unbelievable that the pilots were already brain-opening for a while.

"It must be the military's new technology that has been stolen, and there is an outflow of technology, this person must be killed, but it's a pity that the equipment on his body ......"

"The master is in the folk, this must be a folk cow, but it's a pity that the way to pick is wrong, how can such a convenient device fall into the hands of people with no background?"

None of the atheist guards thought of the events of this event as some ethereal path.

Pilots await orders, they hover silently high in the sky, and the latest models of Darkwing fighter jets don't make much noise even in supersonic flight. Being targeted by such an existence, I'm afraid that even the world's top 'Black Eagle' can't detect it in time, right?

Indeed, the guy who was defined as the 'target' was not aware of his situation in the slightest, because at this time, his heart was focused on other things.

"The situation has been discovered! The target has stopped moving! The current position is 104°6′ east longitude, about 25°24′ north latitude, and the lower part is close to Spring City, please instruct!"

The capable words came out of the mouth of a pilot, who stared at the target on the screen tightly, at this moment, all the conjectures about the identity of the target in his heart were forcibly suppressed, and now his mind was full of predictions and a series of countermeasures for the next situation.

"First lead the target to 109° east longitude and 26° 30 ° north latitude, and then strike at it! After leaving the city, free fire is allowed!"

The long-awaited instructions finally sounded in their ears, and the pilots flew the fighters out in formation.

"Buzz!"

The silent mode was deliberately lifted in order to create momentum, and in an instant, a deafening noise sounded in the sky, as if an air defense siren had been raised, enough to make people jump up at the first time.

"it?!"

The noise interrupted Mo Ye's contemplation and interrupted the communication between him and the Holy Text, and when he looked up, dozens of dazzling lights appeared in the originally lifeless clouds, accompanied by strong sound waves, which were constantly coming towards him from all directions.

"Humph!"

Seeing such a situation, how could Mo Ye not understand what kind of situation he had encountered? However, in the face of the army, he was an experienced habitual offender, and he would not be confused for a while.

The Huolin Sword has been broken, the 'recall system' bound to it has failed, and Mo Xie does not have a weapon in his hand to shoot down the plane, and his state has not yet recovered to its peak, so it is unwise to fight the mechanized troops head-on.

The enemy forces coming from all sides were not evenly formed, and there were only three or four planes in a certain direction, and if they broke through from that direction, they would undoubtedly have the highest success rate.

But could this be a trap?

Mo Xie snorted coldly and lowered his head, and below was a brightly lit city.

"Whoosh!"

He tried to reduce his altitude quickly, and if he fell into the city, then the warplanes in the air would be nothing more than decorations - unless they dared to sacrifice the people of a city to deal with Mo Xie.

However, he had only fallen less than 100 meters before he encountered a missile, if it weren't for Mo Xie's agility and mental strength, he deviated from the missile's flight trajectory before the missile reached him, then he would have to explain his 100 catties here.

"The net is on three sides...... This is 'Please enter the urn'. ”

The missile just now was just a warning, if Mo Xie continued to fall, then what would await him would be a hail of bullets.

Can you only go out in the path that the enemy has left for you?

Will the enemy be kind enough to leave him alive?!

Mo Xie sneered.

"Only to this extent, you want to invite me into the set?!"

The only way to fight for the flaws left by the enemy is death, and the city below is the only way to survive.

"It's a pity...... Am I still too reliant on weapons after all......"

With a slight sigh, the missile that was deviated flew out more than 300 meters and then exploded in the air, and the blazing light seemed to create a sun in the sky.

The gale suddenly rose, blowing Mo Xie's clothes and hunting.

The combat power of this fighter is enough to threaten Mo Ye's life, and with such a powerful missile, I am afraid that none of them can be stopped.

In the face of such a net, Mo Ye actually ignited a raging fighting intent, standing in the sky, staring at the starry sky.

In his eyes, a silver flame lit up.

"If you have the ability, stop me!"

casually said such words to a point of light belonging to a fighter plane, word by word, word by word.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Ye's whole person suddenly turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the most dense position of the fighter's light spots!

"Kill!"

To break through, you have to break through in the direction of the greatest resistance!

An explosion sounded in the sky, and the bright light that disappeared instantly illuminated Mo Ye's figure, carving it into detail onto the pure black negative of the night.