Chapter 200 What falls from the sky is not necessarily a slap, it may also be a missile
"Move fast!" The co-pilot of the raven grabbed the Type 2 submachine gun, and from time to time fired two shots at the vague figure in the distance, and there was also a raven's self-defense remote-controlled tail gun above his head, which was also roaring all the time.
At this time, the time of influence of the electromagnetic pulse had passed, and the Wakandans' shields and communications had been restored, and under the orders of the commander who came to their senses, the Wakandans rushed towards the evacuation point, but fortunately, the evacuation operation was also at an end, and the four raven transporters were enough to transport everyone away.
"No one was left behind, was it?"
"No, everyone who can breathe is here!"
“!” The co-pilot unceremoniously stepped on the rescued guys and returned to the cockpit.
"Containment complete, ready to take off!"
"Roger!" The pilot closed the hatch, and then the four Raven transport planes rose into the sky under fire from all directions, and two ion thrusters pulled out two thick white wakes in the night sky.
"Rollo, those guys have planes!" The Wakanda soldiers, who realized that their firepower was ineffective, looked at the commander who led them, their boss Vikabi had long since returned to the capital with his girlfriend, hehehe, and now they were only commanded by an ordinary mid-level samurai.
"We have it too!" The black brother called Luo Luo threw down his spear angrily, he had just fired dozens of shots, and he missed a shot, and now he felt very shameless standing in front of his younger brother.
"Hurry up, get those guys down!"
Soon several Wakanda aircraft rose from the hills behind the steppe and chased the Raven transport plane into the sky.
"Welcome to this flight, I am the captain of this flight, Captain Roderick, the next machine will climb to 60,000 feet in thirty seconds, the process may fluctuate a little, in addition, there is no vomit bag on this plane, if anyone is airsick, please open the window!" In the Raven, the pilot was still giggling and telling jokes, and in the next second, two particle beams flew out of the fuselage.
"Damn, 13, this is the Deer Hound, they're catching up!" A shouting from the pilot of another transport plane was heard in the communication channel.
"Pay attention to all aircraft, keep in formation, don't stop the tail cannon, continue to climb, let them chase!" The long machine quickly gave the order.
The Titan pilots didn't know that the few flying machines in Wakanda were also scolding their mothers at the moment, everyone was climbing vertically into the sky, why were you all still growing in speed, plus the barrage fired by the Raven's tail cannon was too dense, and the red tracer bullets covered the sky and the sun, covering their line of sight, making it impossible for them to aim (without a helmet sight, they could only rely on the aiming of the aircraft)
"Something is wrong!" Looking at the rising height, some Wakanda pilots reacted, this has climbed to 50,000 feet, why hasn't the other party slowed down? Still climbing?
"What's wrong, keep chasing, our equipment is much more advanced than those guys!" His companion turned on the thrusters at full power in an attempt to close the distance, but when they climbed to 80,000 feet, the Wakanda pilot found that his ride could no longer climb.
"Damn it!" After watching the thrusters raise the alarm due to insufficient thrust, the pilots could only angrily beat and then prepare to return, after all, if they chased any further, they would have to stall.
It's just that they want to go, but someone doesn't think so, and just as the Wakandans start to return home, four missiles with speeds of more than Mach 50 hit two aircraft without them reacting.
"Damn, where is he?" The Wakanda pilots were horrified to find that their plane had not reacted at all to the source of the attack.
"Spread out, spread out!" The originally compact group immediately dispersed, but to no avail, the second wave of four missiles hit the two aircraft again, and the violent explosion directly tore apart the wings and half of the fuselage, leaving only a section of the blackened vibranium escape pod, which is the strongest part of the entire aircraft.
"It's down!" The pilot in the escape pod finally saw the culprit who attacked him, which was a much larger 35-style fighter jet, with a huge ** painted on the lower part of the nose, and its name "R" next to it
"It's good to come down, everyone, kill this guy!" The remaining Wakanda pilots turned their noses around and pounced on the unidentified plane.
"I hate rich people!" Fisher looked at the falling escape pod, his mouth was broken, but his hand did not stop, the magazine of the jackal fighter can only hang eight missiles due to design reasons, but the nose can be hung with two sets of cannon systems, plus the force of the brick flying, the jackal, which is obviously several times larger than the Wakanda plane, is more flexible than his opponent.
Seeing that a guy couldn't think of going against him, Fisher immediately adjusted his weapon to a 50-pulse gun, and then blew up the guy's landline at a distance of four kilometers.
"Head, six o'clock!" The Legion reminded loudly.
"I see!" Fisher closed the throttle, opened the wings, and then the vector engine in the middle was fully powered, and the jackal fighter turned 180 degrees directly in its original position, and then Fisher was fully powered, and the jackal reflexively bit in the direction of the Wakanda fighter at six o'clock.
The weapon was switched to 20 electromagnetic guns, then Fon Fisher stepped on the right rudder, the jackal barrel rolled to dodge the incoming artillery fire, and after controlling the jackal to crawl sideways with another enemy plane, he grabbed a firing window and pulled the trigger.
Dense projectiles hit the Wakanda fighter one after another, tearing apart the composite armor.
"Two more!"
Knowing that he couldn't escape, the Wakanda pilots also gave up their plans to escape, and the two fighters worked closely together to try to bite the jackal's six points, but Fisher spiraled up while carrying the two men into the air, one of the aircraft was planted halfway through the flight because the pilot could not bear the overload, and only the last one was still in hot pursuit.
"Head, I have to warn you, we can't lose our speed!" The Legion saw the climbing Fisher and knew what he was going to do.
"It's okay, I can simulate it manually!" Already in front of him was a wonderful sight of low-earth orbit, Fisher glanced at the pursuers behind him, and the other party could no longer climb.
"It's now!" As the Wakanda vehicle stalled, the jackal flipped over again, and the railgun fired like a chainsaw splitting the craft in two.
"Look, this is Brother Blow's strength!" Looking at the escape pod that was falling downward, Fisher was not polite, and chased after it directly, turning back and forth on the side of the escape pod that was falling down with a parachute.
"Legion, get ready, let's go grab the meat ticket!"
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