It was the beginning of summer, Hawaii was the peak tourist season, tourists from all over the world gathered in Honolulu, eating tropical food, dancing hula, and contributing to the Honolulu authorities, and it was supposed to be a happy night until more than a dozen U.S. military helicopters whizzed over the heads of tourists, and then dropped heavily armed soldiers on the roofs of high-rise buildings.

As an isolated state of the United States, Hawaii is also an important base for the U.S. Navy's Pacific Fleet, so tourists often see some sailors on weekdays, but this time they saw these soldiers suddenly made them a little uneasy.

Then a variable number of fighter jets flew through the skies, and an atmosphere of unease enveloped everyone, and even the longtime Native Hawaiians didn't know how to reassure the tourists.

"Aang!" A long hiss suddenly erupted from the mountains, and the ground began to rumble and tremble.

"Earthquake, or volcanic eruption?"

"Mom, look, the mountain seems to be moving!" A crisp child's voice suddenly caught everyone's attention.

"That's not a mountain, it's something!" Some tourists took out their binoculars, but because it was dark, they could only get a rough look.

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"What are the Hawaiian authorities doing? It's been so long, and the evacuation hasn't started yet! ”

At an altitude of 60,000 feet, Hartman wore an all-sight helmet and checked the movement on the ground through sensors, and Muto, who had eaten a full meal, had already begun to exchange fire with the U.S. Marines, several Black Hawks surrounded the giant Muto like flies, and the U.S. troops on the plane were constantly pointing small machine guns at Muto BB.

Ignoring the attacks that were not even tickling, the male Muto walked to the shore on his own, his instincts telling him that his old enemy was approaching.

"Sir, shoreline, there's another thing approaching!"

"I saw it!" Fisher pulls down the eyepiece, and the sensors and optical compensation system under the fuselage completely transmit the situation of the coastline to the Fisher eyepiece.

An incomparably huge shadow is rapidly approaching the shoreline under the surface of the sea, and the towering back and long tail all indicate the identity of the other party.

Godzilla's huge body pushed the waves towards the shore step by step, and the waves slowly accumulated strength in the surge, and soon became a mad dog wave (black flag players, let me see your hands!). Then they rushed to the coast.

Amid the screams of the children, Godzilla shook the water and stepped on the shore to appear on the shore.

"The battle has begun!" Hartman muttered, and then went back to B-state.

U.S. fighters 22 and 35 flew out of the clouds and fired their cannons at the two big guys who were approaching the city.

"Griffin One, this is Hermes, ready to start laser positioning!" Fisher didn't pay attention to the battle situation anymore, but gave instructions to the Titan team on the ground.

"Griffin One received!" The Titan team on the ground immediately set up a laser rangefinder on the tall building, and the Fisher machine in the sky also began to measure synchronously, and the measurement data of the two parties was calibrated by Hartman in the back seat and transmitted to the Titan Littoral Combat Ship on standby in the open sea.

The data of latitude and longitude, horizontal altitude, and the speed of the beast are received by the computer, and the gunner's eyepiece shows the approximate location of the shell and the advance of the beast.

"Ship No. 1 is aiming!"

"Ship No. 2 is aiming!"

The two electromagnetic railguns flashed blue arcs, and the shells in the rails were ready to fire.

"Fire!"

The two shells were propelled by magnetic force, accelerated by the magnetic field, and finally delineated their orbits and flew into the blue sky, marking a white trail in the air.

"The cannonballs are coming!"

Tens of nautical miles were only a few seconds away for a high-muzzle velocity electromagnetic railgun, and Fisher saw only two glittering shells pass over the city, then grazed Muto, hitting the mountain behind it, plowing two ravines with a clatter, and taking away a large area of trees.

"This is Hermes, inaccurate, repetitive, inaccurate! Recalibrate! Just as Fisher ordered the two warships to recalibrate their shots, the startled Muto reacted.

Rise! There was another hiss, and then Muto's forelimbs were raised high, orange light shining in the oocysts of the limbs in its eyes.

Touch! As the forelimbs fell, a violent wind blew away the trees beneath its feet, and an invisible impact was also launched by it.

This is a military weapon, I don't know how to ask Baidu, I won't introduce too much here, this kind of weapon specializes in sophisticated electronic instruments and equipment, such as 22 and 35 that are licking the ground, the US military pilot was horrified to find that the only thing that his plane could respond to was the emergency ejection button, but there were not many people who could subconsciously choose to eject, and some US pilots crashed into the ground with their landlines before they had time to eject.

In addition to the fighters, the Black Hawks who were harassing Muto were also falling, and Fisher was high in the sky.

"How big is Muto!" On the R31, which was falling in a circle, Fisher gritted his teeth and desperately carried the operating stick, trying to change the fighter from the stall, while his right hand quickly tapped on the on-board computer keyboard to try to restart the fighter's control system.

"Damn, I can't hold it anymore!" Hartman in the back seat had already begun to see Venus in his eyes, and the force of the vertical fall was a little difficult even if he was wearing a load suit.

"Hold on!" Looking at the rapidly flipped numbers on the instrument, Fisher continued to try, this R31 is a concept aircraft made by Dr. Shanmuir Hayden combined with flight technology, although the problem was taken into account when designing, but Muto's is not simple, the amount is full.

After the reconnaissance plane fell to a distance of 10,000 meters, Fisher finally restarted the computer, then he ignited the engine, and at an altitude of 6,000 feet he changed the tail spin stall, and after less than 1,000 meters above the ground, the two ramjet engines reached full power propulsion.

The fleeing crowd on the ground only felt a sudden gust of wind overhead, and then saw the fighter plane that should have fallen, grazing the roof of the building and flying back into the blue sky.

"Damn, I hope they didn't launch missiles!" Looking at the dark city, Fisher let out a sigh of relief, and then climbed again, this time with a heartfelt eye, and drove the warhawk straight out, until he ran to the edge of the optical sensor and then closed the throttle.

"Griffin One, do you get it, start recalibrating!"

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