Chapter Seventy-Three: Flying the Airplane with His Bare Hands
Active and lively!
This word is undoubtedly the most appropriate to describe the current Wood, almost every few tens of meters will be attacked by a semi-active guided missile.
Fortunately, Wood moves extremely fast and has very small targets. Although the bomber's dive bombing is accurate, there is no danger in using gaps to dodge and resist hard impacts, but the dodge posture is definitely not good-looking.
And air-to-surface missiles are far less powerful than surface-to-surface missiles.
Galloping all the way for nearly ten kilometers, Wood felt that his legs were slightly numb, and the blood consumption in his body was extremely high.
But......
Looking at the tall monument in front of him, a look of cruelty flashed in Wood's eyes.
That's the end of it!
The blood energy in his body was blessed on his legs, his eyes flashed red, his two trouser legs were shattered due to the expansion of his legs, and when he stepped on the ground, Wood's figure was like a cannonball, turning into a blood line and disappearing in place!
This scene made the pilots of the four bombers at high altitude stunned.
"The target has fled to the '9' megalith, do you want to continue the attack?"
Megalith No. 9?
Qi Wu Xuanzong in the conference room raised his eyebrows, and then sneered: "Lock on to the target, ready to attack at any time, I want to see what tricks this little ghost wants to play." β
With the blessing of blood energy, Wood instantly rushed to the bottom of the giant stone monument, but without stopping at all, he directly rushed straight up along the cliff of the giant stone monument, like walking on the ground!
With each step, a footprint appeared on the surface of the monument, and Wood's speed increased a few points again.
Seeing such a scene through the big screen, Qi Wu Xuanzong's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of solemnity, the strength of the individual was so strong, it was too terrifying. After hesitating for a moment, Qi Wu Xuanzong gritted his teeth.
"A missile won't make anything wrong with the megalith, shoot him down first!"
When the bomber pilot heard this, a bomber immediately dived down from a high altitude, and at a distance of 450 meters, a missile burst out, and the terrifying speed brought a burst of roar that broke through the air.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it was already above Wood's head, and if Wood continued to rush upwards without slowing down, he would undoubtedly be hit head-on by the missile.
But......
Now is the time!
Wood's eyes flashed red, his body paused slightly, and then he pressed down, and the next second it shot out, turning into an arc in an instant.
Bang β
There was a roar, and the missile hit the monument directly, but Wood almost broke through.
Facing the impact of the explosion, Wood's blood wings stretched out, and the ejection speed of the whole person soared again, and the target of the rush was the bomber that had just been pulled up after the missile was dropped.
Under the inertial dive, it will take a certain amount of time to pull back, and as soon as the angle of return is adjusted, the pilot hears a bang, and the entire cabin is slightly shaken.
What's going on?
"Attention machine 6, the target is above you!"
Before the driver could figure out what was happening, his companion's shocked voice came out of the radio, and he subconsciously looked overhead, only to find that a bloody palm was rapidly expanding in his field of vision, and the bulletproof glass was instantly broken through like paper.
That's impossible......
As soon as the driver's thought came to mind, his vision flipped over, and his head flew up, and blood burst out with the infusion of the wind, but it was all sucked into Wood's body to replenish the consumption of this gallop.
Whewββ!
A low sound of breaking the air came,
Wood looked up and saw that the remaining three bombers had dived in, and the missiles were aimed at the bomber he was on.
Seeing this, Wood's expression tightened, he was in mid-air at this time, and it was basically impossible to dodge, but ......
Since you can't dodge, then resist hard, if you don't get out as soon as possible, the number of bombers will only increase.
Thinking of this, Wood did not hesitate, his body squatted instantly, the muscles of his legs clanged, and there was a faint blood light, and the next moment the fuselage of the bomber that rushed straight up shook, and the entire nose of the plane was dented.
Wood stepped on the bomber, the wind howling in his ears, and the blood flame on his right arm churned, and the entire arm turned into a huge blood flame blade.
The bomber pilot looked at the rushing Wood, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and he launched the missile.
Boom ββ!
In the explosion, the fierce force brought by the missile swept directly into Wood's body. It's just that...... Although the force was strong, it couldn't make Wood take a step back.
The usually cowardly face, with no emotion other than bloodthirsty and brutality, rushed towards the missile domineering and fierce.
And at the moment of almost collision, Wood's back blood wings spread, and the figure in mid-air flashed back a little out of thin air, and the missile almost brushed Wood, but at the moment of crossing, Wood raised his leg and stepped on the missile.
The blood flame condensed into a blood cocoon, enveloping Wood in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the battered missile slammed into the air, and then exploded.
Boom ββ!
The terrifying roar rolled up an endless impact, and the blood cocoon at the center of the impact soared into the sky, showing signs of collapse directly below, but it did not completely collapse under Wood's frenzied replenishment of blood energy.
By the time the impact had cleared, Wood had rushed under the missile-dropping bomber, his right arm with the bloody blade raised above his head, and slammed into the bomber.
The bomber's wall of steel was torn apart in an instant under the bloody blade, and the pilot inside didn't even have time to react, and was directly pierced by Wood with the bomber. Buckle your left hand into the cabin and stabilize your body.
Wood looked up at the oncoming bomber, a grim smile flashing across his face.
The smile was clearly imprinted in the bomber pilot's eyes, and his body stiffened, as if he was being watched by the devil.
Monster.
That's a monster through and through.
Frightened, he didn't attack, but pulled upwards, intending to flee!
Who would have thought that a bomber would be scared away by a person, but this scene just happened.
It's just that Wood didn't prepare to let him go, and a pair of bloody wings stretched backwards, like jets, driving Wood's body to burst out, almost at the moment when the bomber pulled up, hugging the tail of the fighter.
The blood blade stretched several meters long, and a knife pierced directly into the engine of the left wing, and with a piercing rumble, the engine exploded in an instant.
"Ahh
The pilot screamed in horror and pressed the disengagement button without hesitation, and Wood ignored him, glancing at the only remaining bomber out of the corner of his eye, and the figure ejected again, sticking to the fighter as he did.
Click.
The bulletproof glass was lifted directly, and the wind blew the pilot away.
"Hoo ββ!"
Exhaled, Wood's tense nerves eased, and this kind of stupid thing of using flesh against planes would be better to do less in the future.
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