The images on the light screen kept moving, and the silver-painted fighter plane was completely displayed in front of Fang Yan's eyes.

The wingspan and length are significantly shorter than the previous generation F35, the air intakes are under the fuselage, and the nose is a triangular shuttle......

It looks like the plane didn't look like a fighter at all, but rather like it was made to fight aliens......

"Little girl, does this fighter have data in your database?"

"Model: F42, American sixth-generation fighter, details unknown, mode of operation unknown."

"Okay, we'll know if it's going to open when we get up."

Fang Yan muttered helplessly, but fortunately, there was still a manual device on the side of the hatch above, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Detect the surrounding hangars!"

As he spoke, the field of view on the light screen began to move continuously, and after flying into the hangar, the searchlight on the drone also turned on, and finally the view inside the hangar appeared in front of his eyes.

Sure enough, the zombies were all hiding in the hangar, hustling together, looking unusually shriveled, as if only the skeleton remained.

"Let the drone come back!"

Fang Yan shook his head, a small piece of the picture on the light screen disappeared in an instant, and the drone flew towards him again, and then under the control of the little girl, it fell steadily back behind the power armor.

The hangar is some distance from the airport, and the zombies hide in the hangar due to the dark protection, which also gives Fang Yan the opportunity to sneak in.

But judging from the previous encounters, the zombies avoided the light, but at the same time, they did not die like the night demon in "I Am a Legend", and in the speculation of the little girl, these zombies were just an instinct to avoid water loss.

"Combat Assist System On!"

Fang Yan said, walking lightly towards the military base, he already had a plan in his heart.

The first step is to quietly infiltrate the military base, and the scattered zombies along the way are dealt with with silenced pistols to avoid making any sound.

The second step is to avoid the hangar and approach the tarmac from a distance.

In the third step, unfasten the fixtures underneath, open the cabin cover, and enter the cabin.

Step 4......

"Little girl, how should I press these?"

Fang Yan closed the cockpit canopy, looked at the large pile of Japanese buttons in front of him, and felt that his head was a few times bigger.

The light screen showed the translations of the individual buttons, and then a green circle appeared to circle the "Avionics System Power Button".

"Follow the next steps!"

The little obedient voice sounded, Fang Yan pressed it, and the indicator lights in the cockpit lit up one by one.

"Permission to take off was not received, there was no connection to the tower, the pilot could not be identified, warning! Warn! ”

"Click!"

After a grunting mechanical speech, the hood of the hood was instantly locked, and all the buttons in the cockpit were locked, and the word "warning" appeared on the radar screen and display screen at the same time.

"Little girl, what should I do?"

Fang Yan patted the locked cabin cover above, clenched his hand into a fist, raised it, and put it down again.

"Look for the data interface!"

The voice of the little obedient sounded, and at the same time, on Fang Yan's left arm, a piece of armor pulled upward, and a data plug was exposed.

"Where?"

Fang Yan asked, searching the cabin endlessly, and finally found a lid in a place at the bottom, opened and found a data interface.

Plug the USB plug in, and the dialect can only pray that the little boy will succeed.

"Data ingestion ......"

"Data Rewriting ......"

"Tomahawk missiles are ready for ......"

"Little girl, what have you rewritten?"

Fang Yan shouted, and at the same time, a hole opened under the fuselage, and a missile rack stretched out.

"Data Rewriting ......"

"Whew!"

"It's over......"

Fang Yan muttered, and the standing body lay directly on the back of the chair, and a beam of fire, rushing out directly from under the fuselage, shot in the direction of the hangar.

"Data Rewriting ......"

"Boom!"

Flames, dancing in the middle of the hangar, set off a black cloud and hovered overhead!

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The planes and various explosives in the hangar exploded, and the top of the hangar was directly lifted off, and various debris flew in all directions.

Fang Yan swallowed, and the surviving zombies in the hangar began to rush out, covered in flames, and fell back to the ground after running a few steps.

"Tomahawk missiles are ready for ......"

"Little girl, if you don't do it well, I guess we'll be finished!"

Fang Yan shouted, and the closed opening at the bottom of the fuselage reopened, and the missile racks were re-exposed.

All the zombies in the surrounding houses ran out and began to rush towards the hangar not far away, and then paused again and headed towards the F42 where Fang Yan was sitting.

"Data Rewriting Successful ......"

"Control Takeover ......"

Two voices sounded, and Fang Yan's slightly arched body sat down again, and his clenched fist was loosened.

"Control Received Successfully!"

"Take off now!"

Fang Yan roared, and all the zombies around him also flocked to this F42, and thousands of dilated pupils stared at him at the same time.

"The self-test is complete, the air conditioning system has been activated!"

"The oil circuit has been opened, and the engine has been successfully supplied with oil!"

"Switch to autopilot, the brakes have been released!"

The buttons in the cockpit were turned on almost simultaneously, all the display screens were activated normally, and two dark blue beams appeared on the tail of the fighter.

"Please fasten your seatbelts!"

A voice came, Fang Yan was stunned, and then grabbed the seat belt and hurriedly fastened it.

The zombies not far away erupted at full speed, running towards the F42 with open arms, and the pale mouth opened hard, but did not make any sound.

"Bang!"

A voice came, a zombie had rushed to the side, and Fang Yan instantly opened the hatch, unbuckled the seat belt, and stretched out the pistol.

The F42 slowly pulled out of its standstill position, and after a turn, it came to the runway.

"Show tail condition."

The dialect spoke, closing the hatch, sitting down again, and fastening the seat belt.

The vision of the tail of F42 instantly appeared on the light screen, and at the same time, a push made Fang Yan involuntarily lean back of the chair.

A zombie's hand almost rested on the tail, but it was thrown away in an instant, and after a short distance of less than 50 meters, this F42 instantly took off into the air.

With his heart down, Fang Yan relaxed on his chair and looked at the sky around him.

"Set the destination, XX military base, little girl, give me the detailed data of this fighter!"

"Model: F42, air-breathing hypersonic fighter with a maximum speed of Mach 7, equipped with a variable-cycle engine, quantum communication system, artificial intelligence system, two-person pilot system......"

"How long does it take to get to your destination?"

Fang Yan asked, looking at the ground from the side, but fell.

A towering wall encloses the entire coastal area, but in some places it is blank and incomplete, and it seems that the work has stopped halfway through construction......