"Call the conning tower, One reaches the target airspace."

"No. 2 arrives at the target airspace, finds the target, and requests an attack."

"Attacks are allowed! Destroy the target! ”

The roaring fighter jets were not simply deterrent at all, but after approaching a certain range, they opened fire directly and mercilessly.

After all, no country will be able to live in harmony with each other when half of its cities have been destroyed, negotiate with each other, and strive to achieve a win-win result of mutual benefit.

However, the effective firing range of aviation machine guns is generally about 2,000 meters, and they can effectively strike at ground targets, but at this time, it is unrealistic to expect machine guns to be able to effectively kill and injure the enemy.

Those guys could be aliens, they might be robots, they wouldn't be humans anyway.

People can't fly, they can't rub light cannons with their bare hands, and it is impossible to say that they can manipulate the weather system at will...... And those guys, let alone fighter jets, if they are given the opportunity to accumulate and display their skills, even the aircraft carrier formation is afraid that it will not be enough for them to dismantle.

Therefore, you must not take risks, you must not deal with these monsters at close range, and you must not give them a chance to do it.

As long as your own side seizes the opportunity, launches a fatal blow, and relies on enough long-range firepower to directly kill them!

And so—

Multiple radar-guided medium-range interceptor missiles were launched, and in the eyes of many trembling city dwellers on the periphery, a long tail flame whistled through the gloomy dark sky, interweaving a web of death...... It's not a bullet, it's a missile!

Mighty is definitely no joke! I don't know how many people were shocked, and then they cried with joy, but then they began to fear for no reason.

Because their first reaction was that the official finally started to fight back, and their city was no longer isolated, as if it had been isolated to the demon world by a dark storm, but also had backing and support.

But when the first reaction passed, and then they suddenly realized that something was wrong, why did they need an official counterattack? What the hell is fighting back? Isn't this a pure natural disaster?

It's hard to fool yourself, but it's easy to scare yourself, plus think of the movements mixed with thunder and heavy rain before-

The loud noises coming from afar, and the roars of those unidentified beasts that chilled and stiffened their bodies, and whose consciousness was about to freeze, gave them a vague wild guess.

It may be different, but it will definitely not be the idea of normal people when they encounter natural disasters.

Tokusatsu films? The kind that Oldman fights little monsters?

Sci-fi? The kind of alien xenos that crashed to Earth on a stormy night?

Not to mention what the residents of the city think, the pilots on the fighter planes and the rear control tower are holding their breath, waiting for the feedback on the results.

If it weren't for the fact that the current situation was already so bad that it couldn't have been worse, they wouldn't have dared to use a weapon like missiles in the city so easily.

Well, look at Milan now! The destruction is heart-wrenching, and in the faint dim light, you can see that much of the former fashion capital has been transformed into a scene that looks like a post-apocalyptic ruin, empty and desolate.

- This is a natural disaster, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is "hell".

Although there were some tall buildings standing tenaciously within the confines of the battlefield over there, and their silhouettes remained largely intact, a closer look reveals that only an empty frame remains.

It makes people feel chills just by looking at it, this terrifying destructive power...... Those monsters can be said to be humanoid and self-propelled natural disasters.

……

……

"I didn't expect that I would be chased by missiles one day, this is really a tough life that doesn't need to be explained......"

Facing the missile that flew quickly from the end of the sky in the distance, at first it was just a little firelight, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown not far ahead, Mo Chen pulled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt a very ridiculous feeling.

After all, once upon a time, he also felt that he would spend an ordinary life like an ordinary ordinary human being.

That way, when he looks back, he will not regret that he wasted his time, nor will he be ashamed of his inaction. In this way, at the end of his life, he was able to say: "My whole life and all my energies have been devoted to the most magnificent cause in the world......"

Ahem, as for whether it is to fight for the liberation of mankind or to shine for socialist construction, it depends on the situation, anyway, it will not be too late to talk about it at that time.

But now, he stood in the sky, holding the power of the gods, wielding his authority and power as a matter of course......

Even, a squadron of fighter jets of a country is firing air-to-air missiles at him at this moment...... This situation is a little too magical, and when he thinks back to his previous self who was still an ordinary person, he feels like a world away.

For a moment, Mo Chen almost thought that he had a long, long dream, and only now did he suddenly realize that something was wrong.

However, a voice in his heart told him.

This absurd scene is the reality he recognizes...... This feeling is really indescribable, as if a moment has passed, and it seems as if it has passed through a certain eons of cosmic reincarnation, and the moment and eternity overlap at this moment.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his consciousness began to blur helplessly, and the pitch-black magic sword in his raised hand also hung down.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

The other individuals who were targeted had their own means, easily and casually detonating the incoming missile attack, as if it were not a supersonic weapon of terrorist destruction, but a slow-flying shuttlecock.

Ten times as many as they were, they were able to calmly blow them up one by one outside the radius of destruction.

One after another, brilliant fireworks and loud explosions burst into the sky above the dark city.

As for the missiles aimed at Mo Chen, they lost their targets all of a sudden, to be precise, they passed through his body at once, roaring and dragging their tail flames into the distance, directly losing their targets.

It didn't mean anything at all, as if his body was just an illusory shadow, an illusion that didn't exist in this world.

"Damn it! How terrifying are the reflexes of these monsters......"

"Launch! Keep launching! ”

"No! It's completely useless, the target on my side can't be locked at all! ”

In an instant, everyone who was paying attention to the situation on the battlefield was shocked...... Do you want to be a real killer?

No kidding, even if they were able to prepare everything in a hurry, who would dare to take this responsibility? Milan is now only half-destroyed, and many of its inhabitants have simply taken refuge in shelters.

If a weapon of mass destruction is smashed on your own land......

Don't think about it, the fighting nations don't dare to do such a thing.

"It's strange, can an existence like you suddenly soften?" Looking up at the figure in the sky, Salbatre Tony asked strangely.

He could see that when the other party raised his sword just now, although there was no deliberate killing intent or killing intent, the purpose was very obvious - he would definitely cut those fighters separated by more than ten kilometers when the missiles were detonated.

But then he suddenly fell into a trance, then sighed, and put down the magic sword, but he couldn't understand it, could it be that he recalled something from the past eventful years?

No, hasn't this guy been bombarded with missiles before?

It shouldn't be the past eventful years, after all, missiles are not ancient technology, so they can't be ancient nuclear warheads, right?

"It's not, it's just that I suddenly want to do a good deed every day, and the damage caused today is already big enough, and the experience of continuing to fight is not enough to upgrade the ......"

Mo Chen said casually.

He suddenly felt that what he was doing now seemed to have no meaning, and he suddenly lost motivation and interest, and just wanted to find a place to enter the state of salted fish that had lost his dreams.

I don't want to do anything, I can't get motivated at all.

"Do you suddenly feel that you don't need to care about human activities at all? It's like seeing a nest of ants moving, and you don't pay too much attention, which is normal......"

The military god in the distance, who appeared in the form of a teenager, smiled slightly, and said pointedly.

"You must have noticed this change before, and then probably relieved the symptoms by sleeping or something...... But it's not necessary, it's just a normal transition. ”

"Well, what do you know?" Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, he felt strange from just now.

I don't know why this ancient Persian god of war seems to have seen something, and he has been silent since just now, staring at him thoughtfully. There is no hostility in the gaze, only curiosity and inquiry.

And now it's all that's left for a kind of suddenness, as if He's determined something?

"Of course I know, but I didn't expect it to be you......" The young military god nodded and smiled calmly, "But as I said, you don't have to resist that process, and the way of man and God will never be able to intersect." ”

"You're no longer human, so stop thinking about understanding and integrating into the human world, it's no longer yours—"

"Don't worry, it's just a kind of sublimation, you won't completely lose your emotions, you still care about the things you care about, and the things you are interested in are still interested......"

"In the end, this kind of transformation is just to elevate you to a 'height' that you should be, and to see the world from our perspective......"

“……”

“……”

“…… Is it? Thank you for the explanation. ”

Mo Chen frowned slightly, then pursed his lips, and nodded seemingly perfunctory and insincerely.

He didn't believe too much in the statement of this ancient Persian god of war, after all, this kind of thing always happened to him, and even if the other party was trustworthy, it would not be wrong, because the other party was born as a god-

The essence of its existence from the beginning is that of ancient divinity, a conceptual phenomenon of personification, not an acquired transformation, nor the sublimation of "man" into a "god".

In Mo Chen's situation, the other party's experience may not be applicable.

So he believed in the character of this ancient Persian god of war, but he didn't care too much about the other party's words, and he thought that he had heard a word of comfort.

./88_

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