A strike plane flying at subsonic speed, the chances of accurately catching an airborne person are obviously not very good, not to mention that this person appeared directly in the sky out of thin air, and there is no chance to change the direction of flight after detection.

The "clang" sound when it was caught immediately attracted the attention of the people in the cabin, and the soldiers of the assault team, who were already sitting on the chairs and fastened the safety buckles, moved their eyes to the captain at the same time.

Then he followed the captain and turned his gaze to the synth pilot.

The synth pilot, who was staring at him a little stressed, said, "It looks like something has landed on top of us, and it shouldn't be a weapon." “

This sentence is nonsense, if there is any weapon that directly penetrates the deflection shield of this transport plane and falls on the shell with a "clang" sound, then everyone is now either waiting for resurrection, or in free fall.

When the soldiers of the assault team couldn't help but complain about this synthetic pilot who used to be a diplomat and was sent to the grassroots company because of a mistake.

The synthetic pilot, who was once the pilot of the personal transport plane of Mi Nora, the chief foreign account of the Human Revolutionary Federation, said with some confusion: "The detection system shows that it seems to be a person who fell on our heads. “

"People?" The captain of the assault team immediately untied the restraints on his seat, walked to the cockpit in a few steps and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Observations show that he is an ordinary person with a certain amount of mysterious side power fluctuations, but there is a difference between the data and the whole world, according to this...... She's supposed to be wearing ......" Before the synth pilot could finish speaking, the captain poked his finger at the button that opened the tail hatch.

With a "bang", the tail hatch, which normally only opens when boarding, slowly opens...... The assault method of this kind of assault fighter is to directly eject the modular engine room carrying the seat area of ordinary soldiers after breaking through the enemy's outer fire network, and the tail hatch or something will also be thrown out as garbage.

"What do you do?" The synth pilot said with some surprise, although the captain of the strike team did have the right to activate the equipment on the fighter...... However, in terms of regulations, it is only allowed after the driver's consciousness is killed.

"Slow down, let me bring in the hapless traverser." The captain said.

"What about the attack order?" The driver asked.

"Don't waste this time, prepare the rescue pod." The captain said.

“…… Assault aircraft do not have a rescue pod. The driver said.

“…… Why are you mechanical brains so wooden? It's okay to modify the coordinates of my raid warehouse. The captain must have had a speechless expression under his helmet.

"Oh oh ......" is actually not a problem with the mechanical braincase, this synthetic pilot once happened because he didn't follow the rules and regulations, and he was moved from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Second Legion.

Doing this kind of task every day is basically equivalent to uploading consciousness once.

If you upload too much consciousness, you will become stupid!

Although it has been a long time since she has experienced a fall from the sky, when it landed on the top cover of the assault plane, Rika Fujimaru still made the most correct reaction at the first time.

For example, to ensure the contact surface of the body, do not pin your hope on the arms, but on the body, looking for a bulge position.

It's a pity that the exquisite craftsmanship still makes Fujimaru Ritsuka's gurgling that she didn't touch anything roll to the side.

When the captain of the assault team came out, he saw the red-haired girl gritting her teeth and hanging next to her flanks as if she was about to fall.

Although it may not be okay to fall, the deflection shield will actively sense what is in contact, and then bounce back before Fujimaru Rika is about to penetrate.

However, the captain of the assault team still reached out and grabbed Fujimaru Rika and dragged her into the cabin.

"Thank you...... Thank you," Fujimaru Rika, who had been poured with a belly of wind, quickly bowed after standing firm.

"No thanks." For the captain of the assault team, it was indeed just a gesture to get Rika Fujimaru out of the assault plane.

Rika Fujimaru, who was relieved, subconsciously glanced around...... Well, it's just like an ordinary sci-fi wind nacelle, and on the surface it looks even less tech-advanced than Chaldean.

However, there was no group of warriors wearing heavy power armor in the Chaldees, and Fujimaru Rika, who was collectively stared at by the red helmet eyepieces of these warriors, felt a little empty...... Obviously, when you are stared at by any boss, you don't have a false feeling, why is it so empty when you are stared at by more than a dozen soldiers?

In her heart, Fujimaru Rika still said very politely: "My name is Fujimaru Rika, and I am the royal lord from Chaldea...... Well? What's wrong? ”

Rika Fujimaru, who had just finished introducing herself, instantly noticed that the atmosphere in the cabin had changed.

"What's your name?" The captain who had just fished Fujimaru Rika in took off his helmet, revealing a somewhat vicissitudes of life and a pentagonal service nail in the middle of his eyebrows.

Fujimaru ...... Rika ...... "Rika Fujimaru didn't understand what was going on, and her face was dazed.

"Well, wait a minute, I'll check the mission report, the wooden-headed one, send me a copy of the mission report list." The captain who took off the protagonist's aura suppressor turned to the cockpit and said.

"I don't call that ......" The driver, who no longer denied his wooden head, retransmitted the mission list to the captain of the strike team.

Immediately, a series of information appeared in the retina of the captain of the assault team, which only he could see, and while looking at it, he asked Fujimaru Ritsuka:

"Hmm, Fujimaru Rika, Chaldean Master, hmm...... Do you still have a name called Gollum? ”

"Wow! You, how do you know? Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be his own other name, Fujimaru Rika, subconsciously took a few steps back, raised his hand, revealed the spell, and was ready for battle.

"Oh, don't be hostile, we're not enemies." The Raider Captain said to Ritsuka Fujimaru with what he thought was the kindest smile.

It's a pity that he wasn't born as a political commissar, and the result of his smile was that Rika Fujimaru took a step back.

Seeing that Rika Fujimaru did not let go of his hostility, the captain of the assault team did not care very much, but turned his head to his subordinates and said loudly:

"Comrades, it is expected that the task of half a year was completed by us in half an hour, and it is time to go back and celebrate."

After saying that, he laughed, and the members of the assault team laughed along with their boss.

The driver in the cockpit didn't laugh, but said in a customary tone: "The main station has accepted our request to return, and now we are returning." “

"Return? Wait a minute......" Fujimaru Rika, who didn't understand what these people were talking about, heard that she was going to return and hurriedly stopped: "My companion is still below, put me down first." ”

"Hey, little girl, do you know what's down there?" The raid captain who did not refuse Fujimaru Rika's request pointed to his feet and asked.

"Battlefield?" Just after the transfer of the Reiko fell, Fujimaru Rika saw that below the landing was a battlefield filled with gunsmoke...... This kind of thing was not undone when I was saving people from the airborne battlefield.

"Do you know who and whose battlefield it is?" The Raid Captain asked with a smile, but unfortunately this smile matched his slightly vicissitudes of countenance, which was a little stressful.

Until now, I don't know why the dignified Demon God King would be in front of these people, and the weak-hearted Fujimaru Rika showed a puzzled look.

"It's a battlefield for us humans and gods." It seems that in order to cooperate with the words of the raid captain, the raider suddenly shook violently.

The raid captain was fine, and Rika Fujimaru sat on the deck of the engine room.

"What's the situation? Aren't you on your way back? Noticing the abnormal shaking, the Strike Captain walked a few steps to the cockpit and asked strangely.

"It seems that some guys are reluctant to let us go back." The driver pointed to the projection radar at hand and said.

Moving his gaze from the hundreds of angelic-like creatures with light wings in front of the cockpit to the projection radar that had been occupied by dense red dots, the raid captain looked back at Rika Fujimaru and said:

"Count the rough fall area of her companion and drop us there."

"It's being calculated, that area is still a war zone, are you sure about it?" The driver asked.

"Put it on, and don't forget to upload your awareness." The raid captain patted the pilot's slightly slender shoulder because he was in female form, and returned to the cabin after speaking, and then said to Fujimaru Ritsuka, "If you want to be next to your partner, come here and sit down and fasten your seatbelt." ”

Rika Fujimaru, who was pressed on the chair by the assault captain, realized that this was the other party's position, and hurriedly asked, "What about you?" ”

"The crickets are just airborne, and my old Zhao is the captain of the cooking class." After saying that, the captain of the assault put on his helmet, raised his hand and pulled it, and with a few clicks, each seat was wrapped into a cylinder by high-strength metal

Immediately after the attack plane's cabin exploded, the cylinders were launched like small missiles and flew towards the pre-set position.

After firing the assault chamber, the assault machine shifted all its shields to the front, and then rushed towards the place where the divine creatures were most concentrated.

"Damn,How to upload the network and congestion ......" has always been very well-behaved and afraid of making mistakes The driver burst out with a foul word, and the result of port congestion is to wait for the second to be resurrected, and it is estimated that the daylily is cold in this battle.

In the pilot's foul mouth, the assault plane turned into a dazzling sun in the air. ()

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