Murphy's Marauder fighter does not have the ability to stealth, and Murphy did not consider fighting in the atmosphere when he was built in the first place, after all, he was in the universe at the beginning, and this fighter has an excellent record!

The old radar Murphy could not shield it, but their distance was very limited, but Murphy underestimated the Americans' war preparations, and the radar deployment position was very dense, and the reaction speed was fast enough. He had just flown halfway through the United States when these radars caught it, "Caught me, but how do you deal with it?" Murphy smiled slightly, and actually slowed down.

What he wants today is deterrence, let them know what awe is, not just anyone they can provoke, and at this time, everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. panicked out of the headquarters building.

"Don't drive those ghost cars and Quint fighters, everyone immediately move out of the headquarters area and relay my orders." Standing on the only bridge connecting the headquarters to the outside world, Nick Fury gave the order, he didn't trust the Ghost Group's products.

Murphy really didn't do anything on it, but it was too advanced, and Elizabeth was in the main engine of S.H.I.E.L.D., and she could control everything, but she was waiting for Murphy's order, and she was only controlling the Helicarrier to take off. The people above panicked, they couldn't get down, and in the current situation, the Helicarrier might be shot down.

This S.H.I.E.L.D.'s latest weapon has been completed, and it is about to carry out test flights and sea trials, and there has been such a change today, so if it is not shot down today, will S.H.I.E.L.D. still dare to use it? Nick Fury looked up at the helicarrier as it lifted off, and the stealth function was turned on and gradually disappeared before his eyes.

"Damn it!" Nick Fury cursed, then turned to cross the bridge, and he had some of the radios in the warehouse brought out, which he needed to use to communicate with the outside world.

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The "hum" propeller stirred the air current, and a large number of warplanes appeared in the sky, moving forward in black pressure, "Oh, my compass doesn't seem to be very useful!" One pilot tapped on the dashboard and grumbled over the radio.

"That doesn't matter now, what you need to pray is that your onboard machine gun can still fire, and now we only have this one to use, I really don't know what happened." Another voice came over the radio.

"Okay, shut up, the P-51 is one of the best fighters of World War II, although it has been so many years, but as a strategic reserve, they are also constantly maintained...... If you really can't do it, you can parachute" The commander who led the team was helpless, these old guys just wanted to prepare for the current situation, the United States still has the power to fight back, but is it really there?

"Sir, does our opponent only have one fighter?"

"Yes, there is only one, but it is very advanced, their goal is to fly east now, our mission is to intercept him, no matter what he is going to do, we can't let him succeed, this is great America, boys understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

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Murphy looked at the information sent by various satellites at this time, and encountered a cluster in front of him for another ten minutes, which was a bunch of P-51 fighters in the late stage of World War II, "These old guys have turned it out, you guys are really good!" Oh, this is just the first batch, and there are so many more routes converging towards me, okay, so let me surprise you a little! ”

Along Murphy's route, a large number of fighters appeared, all old planes, and they were planning to use their numbers to kill themselves.

There are a lot of drones controlled by Murphy, but they are not enough compared to these fighters, but there are ground-based anti-aircraft missiles that can be used, and not all ground military bases are powered off. Some commanders were decisive and cut off the power directly, while others were still waiting for orders, and their hesitation gave Murphy the opportunity to start firing anti-aircraft missiles from a nearby air base, and the target was that group.

Because the drones carry limited ammunition, Murphy asked them to attack the ground radars, which are fixed and mobile, but they can't escape the monitoring of satellites, and all of them are locked.

And they have no means of defense at all, not even means of reconnaissance, they are still ignorant, and when the missiles come, they disappear in an instant.

Murphy drove the Marauder straight towards the group, they were terrified when the first wave of ballistics came, if it was a jet fighter they would scatter to evade, and now they can only fly apart, and then prepare to parachute. The speed is completely incomparable, in the past they used to use advanced weapons to hit others, but now it is the other way around.

"Damn, I'm being targeted, I'm going to skydive."

"Get rid of the idiots, all those who are targeted by missiles immediately parachute, don't hesitate, you can't outrun the missiles."

Clusters of fireworks appeared in the sky of "Boom ......", and the formation of the group was scattered, and the golden energy bomb of "Sudden Burst" suddenly fell from the sky, and Murphy arrived at this time.

Energy bombs explode after being hit by a distance, but the defense of these fighters is completely paper-paste, and the spherical energy bombs actually have a penetrating effect, while the six-barreled cannon directly shoots a whip and smokes in the group.

"Take a detour, surround him, and maneuver according to the group!" The commander, fortunately not being chased by the missiles, hurriedly gave the order to begin command.

"Da Da Da" A fighter plane suddenly killed from Murphy's right side, and with a pull of Murphy's left hand, the fighter instantly stopped in the air and dodged a string of bullets. "This can't be, what kind of fighter is this?" Ragling over, the driver looked in horror at Murphy's marauders. The Marauder was like a shrewd warhorse, which had advanced its premise and stood up, arrogantly contemptuous of these ancient warplanes.

Murphy pulled the lever with his right hand, and the Marauder swirled in the air, two golden whips rounding and whipping at the enemy. These P-51s must fly according to the laws of physics, they cannot turn around on the spot, they cannot stop and levitate, and Murphy stops and stops, left and right, and the fighters dance like they are besieged by hundreds of enemy planes.

And those P-51s had no power to fight back at all, one after another fighters were shot down and disintegrated in the air, the fuselage was too brittle and too small, and a round of energy bombs skimmed, half of the fuselage disappeared directly, and the rest was directly torn apart by the impact.

The commander found that they had no way to defeat their opponents, that they were just playing tricks on them, and look at that plane, what the hell was it, how flexible it was, and how many branches of the wings had come out in the middle.