Chapter 7: The Coming of Death

Xu Jun stared at the farmland in the distance through the smoke that filled the cockpit.

While congratulating on his luck, he quickly made preparations for the forced landing. First of all, he had to align the nose of the plane, then put down the flaps and began to slow down, and retracted the throttle, Xu Jun skillfully cāo The plane rushed towards the farmland.

Xu Jun did not put down the landing gear, using the landing gear to make a forced landing on that kind of soft soil, the landing gear would sink into the soil, the light one would take a big top and stick it into the ground, and the heavy one would turn the plane backwards and start rolling and falling to pieces.

A glance at the meter readings showed that the altitude had dropped to 300 meters. The speed was reduced to 260, which was still a little faster, and Xu Jun was going to pull the nose of the plane to the elevation angle when he was approaching the ground, which might be able to slow down a little more, and he could also reduce the impact of the cockpit with the tail landing first.

Xu Jun felt that his adrenaline was secreting a lot, he held the cāo longitudinal rod with both hands, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and even his breathing began to speed up, and success or failure was in this move. But at this moment, Xu Jun saw that scene that he will never forget.

Directly in front of him, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the air between the plane and the farmland, and with the flash, a huge object suddenly appeared in the void where there was nothing.

The thing looked man-made, shaped like a cigar, it looked like it was seventy or eighty meters long, the blue-gray shell shimmered with a metallic luster, there was a protruding building on top of the cigar, there was a railing around it, and at one end of the cigar there were a few rudder-like cross wings, and the thing seemed to have existed there for 10,000 years.

Xu Jun couldn't believe his eyes when the object appeared, and he even touched the front windshield to prove that the thing in front of him was just a sudden stain on the glass. After seeing the shape of the thing clearly, Xu Jun was stunned, the thing really looked like a ......

"Submarines?"

Xu Jun didn't understand why he saw a submarine in the air at 300 meters, and he didn't understand why the submarine would stop straight in front of him, and the only thing he understood now was that because of his temporary distraction, he couldn't avoid the sudden obstacle. Now Xu Jun is sitting in a 2,450-kilogram load of metal products, with more than 200 liters of fuel left, rushing towards another pile of metal that appears to be 2,000 tons at 260 kilometers per hour.

"Ah!!! Get out of the way! ”

Xu Jun only had time to let out a final scream, and then watched as he crashed into the "submarine".

At the moment of impact, Xu Jun suddenly felt that time around him seemed to stand still, and the movement of the objects around him became very slow, and he was able to see the trajectory of each piece of disintegrating debris.

Xu Jun found himself as an unrelated bystander, quietly watching with curiosity as it all happened. He found that his plane did not really hit the shell of the "submarine", and the plane began to shatter a meter from the shell, as if it had hit a transparent wall.

He watched curiously as the propeller blades slowly twisted and broke in front of his eyes, the engine shell shattered and scattered like an eggshell, the crankcase slowly disintegrated into pieces of parts in front of his eyes, the fuel splattered everywhere from the broken pipe, and the two nose machine guns became as soft as noodles, intertwining with each other and grazing the cockpit canopy and slowly flying backwards. He saw the 50 mm thick armored windshield shatter into countless small crystalline diamonds floating slowly towards him, he saw the cāo longitudinal rod slowly inserting into his abdomen, he saw the dashboard twisted into a strange shape and squeezed into his chest, the shattered instrument glass cut into his body like a sharp blade cutting through the rubber tube of the tough safety belt and oxygen mask, and he saw his own blood spurting from various wounds.

Xu Jun wondered how he didn't feel anything, pain, pressure, vibration, nothing. The fixed frame of the engine and the tail of the 20mm machine gun pierced the fireproof partition into the cockpit like a piece of tissue paper, Xu Jun coldly watched as those steel bars tore himself apart, the surrounding light was slowly dimming and blurring, death turned out to be like this, Xu Jun sighed, and then sank into deep darkness.