The Pacific Fleet did not stay long in the ruined Los Angeles, and quickly left the port and sailed westward.

For the destruction of Los Angeles, the people on the entire fleet, from the generals to the soldiers, were filled with the will to fight, and it was also for so many years that there was no resistance to the war, and the outline of the ruins was gradually fading away from the coast.

Natalie faced the sea breeze, a long time out of her mind, this time of remorse and self-blame, let her get rid of hatred, a person of faith, after all, to find a way to redeem themselves.

That's the last thing she can do.

The fleet crossed Honolulu, and the news that Hua Guo got from the captives had already arrived, and the army of the island country was losing and retreating, and the number of people from the other world increased sharply, there was no need to analyze it at all, Natalie's previous positioning was not wrong, but the other party's purpose was to make it unbearable for all living beings on this planet.

On November 6, the Pacific Fleet sailed to the island nation and bound for the city of Miura, and at the same time, the entire Tokyo area was in flames, and the emperor settled in Utsunomiya to preside over the battle and call for resistance as a spiritual symbol.

It's time for survival.

The thick black smoke swept up the sky like a black dragon riding the wind, and a swarm of warplanes swept through the thick smoke in the sky, overlooking the city below, the tall buildings were surrounded by flames, and some of them collapsed, pressing the buildings next to them, and the wreckage of the buildings fell on the streets, and the corpses of people were hidden underneath, revealing one leg outside.

Near the street, the armies with guns fought in small teams, advancing little by little in the dilapidated streets, and then there were dense gunshots in the distance, and the cries for reinforcements came from the communication from time to time, and the soldiers on this side ran over, and then encountered another team of enemies, energy arrows flew, bullets were fired, the explosion blew the wall down, or exposed a hole the size of a human head, the bullet hit the armor, bouncing sparks at the same time, there were also drilled into the gaps, into the flesh and blood of the soldiers in the other world, bringing out blood.

Gunshots and explosions were intertwined, and the whistling of shells across the sky was followed by explosions, sending shrapnel and stone chips in all directions.

In the smoke of gunpowder, on the wide street, the steel tracks pressed the corpses in the center of the road, the rotating turret made a loud noise, and at the top of the building in front, the cement blocks exploded and splashed, and the figure carrying the quiver dragged out a terrible scream, falling from a high place and falling to the ground.

In the next second, thunder sounded, the color of the sky suddenly turned blue and white in people's sight, a lightning bolt rushed through the air very quickly, hitting the tank armor, the high-intensity voltage directly detonated the fuel tank, and the huge flames rushed into the street, and the soldiers who were fighting nearby were blown to the side of the street by the explosive bombs, hit the overturned garbage can, or smashed directly into the glass door of the store.

The lid on the turret opened, and someone came out of it, with a body of flames, screaming and jumping from above, rolling frantically on the ground to extinguish the flames that burned his body, rolling a few times, the sound gradually stopped, and his body lay on the ground, motionless.

Black smoke swept into the sky, and the roar of warplanes swept through, and the pilot in the cockpit only glanced at the picture below, turned his gaze away, and continued to fly forward.

I saw a lot of such a scene from taking off from a military base to entering the burning Tokyo, and my nerves were numb.

Their mission was not to reinforce the ground forces, and the group quickly crossed this side and picked up speed in the direction of Mount Fuji to the west.

Between Ogue, Mt. Tanzawa, and on the ridge to the west of the foothills, long black lines spread in the direction of Mt. Fuji, and the two-legged dragoon cavalry and the long-haired knights scattered all over the mountain, bulldozing the villages they encountered along the way, hanging them from trees or piling them up and setting them on fire.

The air was full of the smell of burning.

Under the fluttering sword banner with red stripes on a black background, on a black-clad one-horned long-haired war horse, the armor of the cultivated body made a grinding sound, and the iron helmet covered with armor leaves was raised, looking at the direction of the roar in the sky.

I made a simple gesture to the sacrifice next to me.

"Two of the light gates of the continent in the west have disappeared, and the dark spear has been captured by the enemy, it is likely that our purpose has been exposed, and it can't be delayed any longer, you go and send these annoying bugs behind!"

On the back of the horse, the hooded figure bowed respectfully and led a group of people to the top of the mountain.

The fighters flying over the mountain range searched the ridge, and just as they coordinated with each other and were about to press the missile reflection button, somewhere on the top of the mountain, dozens of people wearing cloaks and hoods were watching the hundreds of warplanes flying below.

The flap of the operator popped up, and the communicator in the cabin received the firing command almost simultaneously, the pilots pressed their thumbs in unison, and the red button was pressed down.

The missile racks hanging on both sides of the wing were loosened, and the missiles that fell down brought up tail flames for a moment and flew towards the target below.

"They're going to stop them—"

Many people looked forward to it, looking at a certain command room where the monitor commanded the operation, everyone held their breath, and the woman even covered her mouth and looked at the screen.

Mountaintop.

Dozens of long staff were raised, and slow syllables came out of the shadow of the hood, and in front of the missiles flying towards the winding mountain road below the ridge, the air seemed to become viscous, and the weapons dragging tail flames visibly slowed down and slowly stopped.

At the top of the mountain, someone slammed the ground with a long staff, and the concussive ripples spread from the ground, and strange patterns were generated under their feet, and in the middle of the formation, missiles exploded in the sky.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Hundreds of loud noises echoed between the two mountains for a long time, and the dense flames emitted a dazzling light, and even the pilots couldn't help but close their eyes in the fighter planes flying away.

However, at the moment when they closed their eyes, on the top of the mountain behind them, something with a spherical pattern generated quickly rose up, and lightning writhed around the sphere, or hit the surrounding area, and the trees were hitting, instantly igniting a fire, or being directly interrupted and falling down.

In the command room behind the screen, someone noticed something unusual on the radar and loudly notified the flight formation: "Be careful behind you, there are unknown objects approaching you!"

On the other side of the screen, the flying group received an extremely noisy noise, and the sound from it had been interfered with by an unknown force.

In the cabin, some people couldn't stand the noise and disconnected the communication, some people found that the plane's instruments were abnormal, and before they could make an emergency, the whole plane lost control, the roar of the engine stopped, or suddenly exploded to the extreme, rushing forward and towards the higher sky at an unprecedented speed.

In the picture in the command room, all the people present became silent, they saw a huge energy sphere with lightning catching up with the group, and all the fighters failed, fell to the ground, burst into flames in the mountains, or flew towards the atmosphere, and disappeared into the picture.

More than a hundred, hardly a single pilot popped out of the parachute.

The picture remained for a few seconds, and after a few flashes, it completely turned into snowflakes, and even the surveillance aircraft cut off the signal.

The lightning sphere flew past the burning wreckage of the fighter plane below, and was still flying rapidly towards Tokyo to the east.

Then, explode.

The huge electric current instantly enveloped half of the city, countless lightning bombarded down, pierced the building, or fell to the street, instantly blowing up the car and tank, the soldiers who were slightly closer, were directly bounced by the electric current, and their bodies kept twitching and shaking, and the city, which was originally only the sound of gunfire and explosions, sounded the wails and screams of countless people.

The lightning storm is still falling from the sky, and the streets east of Tokyo are congested with evasive convoys, and the residents of Tokyo who are dragging their families look back at the sky west of Tokyo, and the apocalyptic scene is screaming in horror, and even the men in the convoy who can't wait, holding their children, take their wives and abandon their cars and join the running.

With a red Mercedes in the middle of the traffic, Keiko watched the crowd running wildly on both sides, and kept talking to the Shingo around him, distracting him from his fear.

It's just that her own words are trilling.

"Satoru, are you running?"

"Uh-huh....." The little boy looked back, and in the sky behind him, countless blue and white electric lights were still falling, faintly spreading towards him.

The woman tried hard to regulate her emotions and not show her timidity in front of Shingo, then took a deep breath, hugged her son sideways, kicked the car door open, kicked the beige high heels off her feet, and ran barefoot along the gaps of the cars.

Keiko was to help Xia Yi find Wells, then returned to the island country, originally planned to receive the true go, ready to shift the focus of the work here to the Huaguo Jiaohe City, by the way, also brought the real go there together, but Tokyo was attacked, and it was impossible to issue the passport again.

After the Emperor's call was announced, there was no chance to leave at this juncture.

But Keiko didn't want to gamble with her and her son's lives no matter what, and the only thing she could do was to go to the airport, or try her luck in a harbor city further away...... Leave as soon as possible.

"Mom, Shingo won't be afraid, after all, I want to be a man like Ojisan!"

The boy lay on his mother's shoulder, and under his small eyes, there was a constant flickering electric light, spreading towards this side, and many people were gradually swallowed up in the blue and white light in his eyes.

Keiko endured the stinging pain from the soles of her feet, listening to the screams and cries coming from behind, her face finally couldn't hold back, and she let out a cry with tears in her eyes, hugging her son and squeezing the person in front of her like crazy, her clothes were scratched with a hiss, revealing her white shoulders and a bloody mark.

The crowd was congested, and some ran towards the outside of the city, and Sakai's mother and son, who were among them, were carried by another group of people and rushed into the Tokyo airport.

The panicked and frightened crowd has been out of control, and in the eruption of emotions, there are clashes with the police and airport personnel who maintain order, and some people want to rush to the nearest plane passage, but they are stopped, torn, their heads are broken, and blood flows.

The voices were mixed and noisy, and the citizens who came to the impact grabbed indignantly, "You beat people, don't let us pass, and want us to die, then die together!!"

The airport police rushed and were shoved and beaten, and then more police came, and some even pulled their pistols and pulled the trigger on the dome to calm the riot a little.

As the gunshots rang out, Keiko squeezed through the chaos with her son in her arms, her eyes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sweeping the few flights left on the tarmac, and finally she saw a somewhat dilapidated airliner, which was being refilled and burning, and the logo of the Chinese flight was printed on it.

It was struggling to squeeze through the long passage, and at a glance, there were crowds of human heads everywhere, and the bodies were close together, making it difficult for people to walk, and occasionally chaos broke out, and when the police came, there was a gap for her to take the opportunity to pass through.

"You can't come here! This plane to China is not here, we are from the United States, there is not enough fuel, we can only come here to temporarily replenish fuel..... the seats on it are full, we can no longer carry people, don't be impulsive!"

The hoarse female voice kept sounding at the entrance of the boarding passage, persuading the islanders who wanted to rush in, and there were also people who spoke Mandarin who wanted to go over, but then they were stopped by others, probably meaning: I can't get up, and you don't want to go up.

In the chaos of pushing and shoving, someone fought, and Keiko, who was holding Mago in the crowd, was pushed to the front, and then was stopped, and someone who didn't know where to reach out punched her in the face, and suddenly hit the side with a golden star, and stumbled into the person next to her.

"Are you all right......"

Someone opened her mouth and held her up, Keiko's side face was painful, red and swollen, she shook her messy hair, and was about to thank the other party, when she turned around, she looked at the man, and the two of them made sounds almost at the same time.

"It's you!"

The person who supported her was a flight attendant, Jiang Yu.

Just as the two of them spoke, the power around the passage, and even the entire airport and city, disappeared in an instant, and all the lights dimmed.

All that remained, the sky outside, the light of lightning flickered wildly.

Master of Weapons