Two F-22s took off from the U.S. military base in Kandahar and arrived on the battlefield with a sonic boom. The generals of the base want to see how far a big living person can go in today's era of technological domination of the world.

The loud sonic boom caught the attention of the Manchurian, and Daisy breathed a sigh of relief and directed the three cars to flee at full speed into the distance.

As for whether the pilot in the plane will die in the end, Daisy really can't care, at most help them pray to God, and the rest will be blessed by themselves.

The two pilots came to this task with a bewildered expression, and even if they were guilty, they had to obey orders.

A long-term plane and a wingman come to the target location according to the mission requirements.

"What enemies are here?" The pilot of the long plane craned his neck to look at the ground, the dust was flying, the yellow sand was filled, and naturally he didn't see anything.

"Daniel! On top of you! The wingman's shout startled him, and he hurriedly sprinted forward for a distance before gaining altitude, which startled him, and with his perspective, the generals behind him also saw this amazing scene.

An old man in a green robe stood proudly in mid-air without the help of any tools, and the other party saw two fighter planes, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

The ring on the thumb of the left hand of the man emitted a burst of white light, and the F-22, which weighed twenty tons empty and weighed forty tons with a take-off weight, was forcibly pulled in front of him like a big toy.

Daisy would have been able to see if she was there, it was gravity. But the pilot named Daniel didn't have her skills, he only knew that he didn't do anything, and the plane flew towards the other party uncontrollably.

"Ask to fire, ask to fire!" He is still doing it in strict accordance with the requirements in the tactical manual.

It's a pity that the order from the rear made him feel cold, and the bigwigs told him not to fire first, on the grounds that this person who can fly is very valuable for research, and he is afraid that the cannon will damage the target sample.

The pilot wanted to obey the order, but the ghostly light flashed on the man's fingers, and the five fingers scratched a hole directly in the nose of the plane as if they were cutting tofu. This will not be a general, even if God descends to the earth, he can't stop him, the pilot is driven by fear and presses the trigger on Lord Man.

A large amount of bullets poured over the heads of the man, while the pilot operated the control stick to try to break free from gravitational control.

It's a pity that the control of the fighter is completely out of order, whether it is forward or upward, the fighter is not moving at all.

"What kind of monster is this!" Before the rain of bullets was over, he found that the man was unscathed, a translucent ice crystal shield blocked all the bullets, and even though he fired another Sidewinder missile, the shield still did not break.

Alien? Super soldiers? The pilot didn't have time to think about it, because Lord Man was annoyed by this rain of bullets, especially the last Sidewinder missile, which was fast and powerful, and he not only used his own "qi" shield, but also added a rock shield and an ice wall to the shield, which was barely blocked.

The man was fierce and fierce, and he didn't bother to study what this flying iron shell was, the index finger of his left hand was red, and a swimming dragon composed entirely of flames was winding and hovering in the palm of his hand.

The high temperature enveloped the fighter, and the pilot was vaporized as soon as he opened the cabin to eject, and the fighter plane was reduced to pieces with a bang.

The wingman was taken aback, the order given to him by the rear base has always been to standby, and now seeing the tragic death of his teammates, he no longer cares about the order, and pressing the trigger is two rattlesnakes.

This time, the man did not make a hard connection, the middle finger of his left hand flashed a faint blue electric light, and two dazzling lightning rays appeared out of thin air, not only shattering the two missiles but also hitting the wingman along the path.

The distance between the two sides was a little far, and the wingman was also prepared, and it was very difficult to pull up the height to avoid the lightning.

However, his good fortune ended here, a cloud of black gas as black as ink enveloped the fighter, and immediately after, a silver wire shot out from the ring finger of the right hand of the Man-sama, which was the dismantling of the light, and the wingman who was still trapped in the black mist was disintegrated into atoms without any resistance.

The proud Raptor fighter was easily eliminated, which made the two generals in the base a little helpless, they were also ordinary people after all, and they were no different from an ordinary soldier in the face of extraordinary strength.

As their advanced weapons fail, their arrogance naturally fades and is replaced by helplessness, confusion, and fear, and several generals rush to contact Daisy and his party, who have just escaped from the hands of this "powerful mutant".

Although they were a little reluctant to go, but relying on the two F-22s to stall for time, Daisy and the others fled all the way back to the Kandahar military base.

Daisy estimated that the other party would catch up with them for the fourth time, but this time the miscalculation was wrong, and even if they rushed into the base, the Manchurian did not appear.

Sirens sounded at the base, and many soldiers began to assemble according to the strength of the troops.

Daisy did not let her guard down when she entered the base, she had a feeling that the other party would chase after her, and she was now like the protagonist who pulled the field boss level BOOS back to the novice village......

In a burst of "This is not a drill, all combat units have entered the preset battlefield", the herald found her, saying that the base general had an invitation.

caused such a big trouble to the other party, so it was reasonable to explain it, and Daisy followed very calmly.

The U.S. military base in Kandahar was built underground, and in order to prevent the one percent possible nuclear bomb strike, the underground base was built extremely strong, and a large amount of ammunition and supplies were stored.

The U.S. troops here are much stronger than those old soldiers led by Colonel Roddy, and the "elites" who can't erase their face and stuff them at the later bases, all of them have a strong temperament and a faint murderous aura.

Entering the combat command room, Daisy learned that the two F-22s had all crashed, one of the pilots was killed on the spot, and the other pilot, according to the staff officers' analysis of satellite images, was interrogated by Lord Man, but Daisy was probably read from memory.

The taste of a large number of memories entering her mind is not pleasant, the last time she saw a viper, she was dizzy and dizzy, there is no ability to develop the brain domain, relying on the brain of ordinary people to receive information, it is a slow and difficult process.

Professor Charles has studied psychic abilities for 50 years, and it still takes time to read brain information, and it is selective.

But this crazy Manchurian adult didn't care about it, starting from the memory of the pilot's bedwetting, and then learning to make friends, fighting and making trouble. Deep memory, shallow memory is a mess, which is why he hasn't caught up with Daisy for a long time.

There were seven or eight staff officers with the rank of colonel in the command room, led by two old men, an Air Force Major General and an Army Lieutenant General.

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