Chapter 109: Atlas Dispatches!

Fisher did not count on the combat effectiveness of the American army, the Seventh Fleet had the Ticonderoga cruiser, the Arleigh Burke destroyer, but what was the use? Muto appeared in the metropolis of Hawaii and fought with Godzilla, and under his feet were civilians fleeing in terror, so the US military was like having his hands and feet tied, and he could only rely on 60 and 60 on Black Hawk helicopters, as for carrier-based aircraft? Whether it is 35 fat electricity or 18 plastic worms, the least powerful weapon they are equipped with is a machine gun, and it is not enough to tickle Muto with a shuttle, and the ricochet may also accidentally injure the people who eat melons.

The two Littoral Combat Ships of the Titans sailing in the Pacific have also joined the fleet, and the Littoral Combat Ships, equipped with shipboard electromagnetic guns and drone hangars, will take on the task of attacking after finding their targets.

"Whew!" With the shrill roar of the turbojet engines, an unidentified fighter with a twin-engine engine and canard wings descended and landed on the deck of the USS Washington under the guidance of ground crew.

"This plane is so beautiful!" Onlookers and pilots looked at the flying cockpit and the small tail that was still protruding between the two tails.

"What kind of plane is this?"

"The newly developed R31 high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft of the Titan Laboratory!" A bearded uncle took off his helmet, jumped off the ladder, and then indecently pulled the lower part of the tight flight suit.

"This thing hurts my eggs!"

"Pay attention to the image! Major Hartman, there are a lot of ladies here! Fisher stepped forward and took the other man's helmet casually.

"Sorry, boss, but this outfit really needs to be improved!" The man named Hartman muttered quietly.

The ground crew of the giant god who had been on the ship in the early stage had already surrounded it at the moment, overhauled the plane, and after confirming that it was correct, a small tractor would pull the reconnaissance plane to take the elevator, and then send the R31 to the hangar.

Fisher, on the other hand, led Hartmann to the overcrowded Situation Room.

How big is the inside of George Washington's Situation Room? It's less than one hundred and fifty square meters, and after removing those computers, desks, equipment, and fixed facilities, there are only so many places for people to move, and more than 20 people have been stuffed into the sky, but now, more than 40 people are crammed into the war room!

When the sentry at the door of the war room saw Fisher coming, he immediately turned around and opened the thick explosion-proof fireproof door, and then a wave of heat rushed to his face.

"Our radars and satellites can't find the location of those guys at all, the only thing we can be sure of now is Godzilla, he's still in the deep sea at 10,000 feet, can I send a submarine over to deliver the head?" Before he could enter the door, the admiral's rough shouting and scolding came out.

"But the president hopes that this issue can be resolved as soon as possible, and even the World Security Council has expressed concern about this matter and said that if we can't do it, we will send S.H.I.E.L.D." to the table!" The Minister of Defense had a sad face.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? Are they here to get involved? What do they rely on to deal with these big guys? A Pentagon official said dissatisfied.

"Maybe the director can conjure up some superweapon!"

"Let's be ourselves!" Fisher took the data tablet under Hartman's armpit and handed it to an officer, "This is the picture taken by the high-altitude reconnaissance plane of the giant god, I hope it will help you!" ”

"Rysi, it deserves to be the most developed Atlas in military technology!" Seeing the clear figure of Muto on the high-definition reconnaissance picture, a self-proclaimed officer in the Sea of Japan paddling in the water issued a heartfelt admiration.

"What is this Muto doing?" Dr. Serizawa completely ignored his humiliating compatriots, pushing his glasses and pointing at the screen.

"Enlarge the image!"

"Oh my God!"

A Russian Delta-class submarine has been disemboweled, its hull made of multiple layers of pressure-resistant material has been crushed like plastic, and the bodies of sailors are strewn everywhere, while the male Muto, with his sharp mouthparts, is swallowing a cruise missile loaded with a nuclear warhead.

"Good appetite!"

"What are you still doing in a daze, evacuate the people, send out marines, contact the local garrison, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized, and prevent it from entering the city!" The enraged admiral almost roared the order.

A squadron of garrison Marun was grouped aboard the USS Washington, armed with an R assault rifle and an iron fist, and then loaded onto a Black Hawk helicopter and flown to Oahu.

Fisher had already issued evacuation orders to all Titans employees in Hawaii, and the logistics personnel began to evacuate, and the combat personnel were dressed in battle, carrying high-powered laser designators, waiting to guide the railgun to the target.

"Woo Woo ......" Fisher, who was humming the battlefield theme song, also changed into a flight suit and carried a helmet to get on the plane.

"Mr. Fisher, what are you?" Serizawa, who ran to the deck to check the situation, was really shocked to see Fisher's outfit.

"I'm going to join in the fun, and when you need artillery support, I'll help determine the positioning by the way, but the Ministry of Defense has paid three times the salary, so you can't keep fishing, right?" Fisher put on his helmet and jumped into the R31, with Hartman, the original driver, in the back seat.

"Hartman, this R31 has that!" Fisher asked as he started the plane's engines and electronic systems.

"Did you say that? Yes, sir, what do you want to do! Hartman realized that Fisher was referring to that one, and laughed evilly.

"I want to do that!" Fisher pulled the rocker, the R31 reconnaissance plane began to reverse, and the yellow-clothed ground crew responsible for directing the plane to take off saw that the reconnaissance plane was approaching the edge of the deck, and frantically signaled Fisher to stop, but Fisher only made a goodbye gesture, and the reconnaissance plane fell from the edge of the deck.

"The plane fell into the sea!" Everyone who witnessed all this frantically ran to the accident site, and the captain of the aircraft carrier who was watching from the bridge almost pulled over.

"Quick, save people!"

"Look, sir!" An officer pointed to the sudden presence of a person on the deck.

The captain rubbed his eyes, and then saw that the fallen reconnaissance plane was slowly rising to the horizontal position of the deck with its nose 70 degrees to the sky.

"Haha, Hartman, do you see it, these guys' expressions!" The two people in the cabin were laughing wildly, Fisher gave a two-finger military salute to the stunned ground crew, and then pushed the supercharger, and the ramjet engine equipped with the reconnaissance plane made a roar, pushing the fighter all the way forward, and finally rushed vertically into the blue sky, and finally disappeared into the dark clouds.

And at this moment, Godzilla is on her way to swim!

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