Chapter 187: Flying in the Night

In the early hours of the night, on a cliff near the defense circle of the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom, there stood twelve soldiers of the Huaxia Kingdom, who were the elite of the Huaxia Army. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Their mission this time is to infiltrate the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom, assassinate and destroy, and win a chance for the victory of the Huaxia Kingdom.

Xiang Hong, who was carrying a giant blade, was naturally among the group, and the others were a little surprised that Yun Lan also appeared in this team, but Xiang Hong, Wang Hui and a few others were not surprised because they already knew about it in advance.

Yun Lan stood in front of the team and said to everyone: "Once again, this mission is to infiltrate the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom, the first team is to assassinate the head of the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the second team is to destroy the Demon Soldier Manufacturing Center. I will serve as the on-site commander of the operation, judging the objectives and sequence of the operation. ”

Yun Lan was already wearing a gliding wingsuit at the moment, a tight-fitting leather wingsuit, which showed the slenderness of her figure.

However, Xiang Hong was not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment, he waved his right hand, and the huge blade cut a large black light in the air, and then firmly attached it to his back.

After carrying the giant knife, Xiang Hong took a step forward and said, "Let me lead the way." ”

Yun Lan looked at Xiang Hong and frowned slightly, Xiang Hong gave up all his firearms in order to carry the heavy big knife, in Yun Lan's eyes, this was too brave and unscrupulous.

She didn't know that Xiang Hong's attack methods were far stronger than these guns, and with the Epoch number in the rear to support her, Xiang Hong could also be on call if he wanted to automate weapons.

In the end, Yun Lan still nodded, Xiang Hong's strength on the battlefield was undoubted, and it was reasonable for him to be the vanguard.

At the moment, the sky is in line with the forecast, and the whole sky is overcast without a trace of starlight, which is perfect for diving activities.

Twelve people, using wingsuits to break through the heavily guarded line, it was an amazing plan, and a crazy plan.

Xiang Hong put on his helmet and walked forward to the edge of the cliff, which was forty meters high, enough to support the take-off of the glide wingsuit, and the subsequent height needed to be provided by the condensation spray canister they carried.

On the wings of Xiang Hong and others, four condensation canisters are installed to provide enough lift for the gliding wingsuit without dissipating heat, two for penetration and two for return.

Xiang Hong chose to fly with everyone in a wingsuit instead of using his own Thrilling Wing, the main reason is that under the strafing of searchlights, it is extremely difficult for the wingsuit to break through.

And Xiang Hong, with the assistance of 8,000 supercomputers, can get an accurate breakthrough route, which greatly improves the probability of breaking through the defense line.

That's why he asked to be the team leader.

There was endless darkness all around, and you could hear your own heartbeat quietly, and the eleven warriors behind had serious expressions on their faces.

Xiang Hong took a deep breath and stepped forward out of the cliff, falling into the endless darkness below.

His body began to fall rapidly, and the air currents swept across his ears with a whining sound.

Xiang Hong opened his arms, and immediately spread his wingsuit, and the whole person turned into a huge bat.

The strong air current slammed into the wingsuit, creating a huge buoyancy that held his body in mid-air and glided forward silently.

The other members jumped off the cliff one after another, followed closely by Xiang Hong, and flew in groups over the pitch-black field towards the Rakshasa Kingdom defense circle.

Xiang Hong opened the condensation spray canisters on both wings and raised the height slightly, the defensive ring in front of him was already visible to the naked eye, and a large number of air defense rockets were densely packed in the position, like thorns everywhere.

Xiang Hong's wingsuits are all pure black, with a black matte helmet, flying in the dark night sky, which can ensure that they will not be detected by the naked eye.

Flying at ultra-low altitudes, they can avoid enemy radars, and their wingsuits and helmets are extremely heat-insulating, and their presence cannot be detected by infrared detectors in the defense ring.

But as soon as they are illuminated by those bright searchlights, all these preparations will be in vain, and they will also be buried in countless anti-aircraft fire.

Xiang Hong controlled the flight attitude and said, "Eight thousand, the calculation of the forward route is left to you." ”

"Received, start counting the trajectory of the searchlight, adjust the angle, turn right six degrees, and increase the height by four meters." Eight thousand's voice sounded in Xiang Hong's ears, stable, clear, and extremely reliable.

Xiang Hong adjusted his flight trajectory according to the instructions of Eight Thousand, like a big black bird, quietly rushing into the sky above the defensive circle.

As expected, there was no reaction from the anti-aircraft artillery below, and Xiang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, the biggest danger had been eliminated.

The team members in the rear also followed Xiang Hong to adjust their forward trajectory, like a flock of black giant birds, lined up in a neat formation, and silently swept over the defensive circle.

The huge searchlight posts were like optimus jade sticks, stirring randomly in the chaotic world, and the instructions of the eight thousand were short and timely, constantly reminding Xiang Hong to change the course of his journey.

"Seven meters in height."

"Turn left twenty-five degrees and go around the searchlight area ahead."

"Lift ten meters and turn right seven degrees."

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Xiang Hong frequently changed the route of his advance, and when the height was the lowest, the distance between him and the ground was only twenty meters, and he could even hear the words of the Rakshasa soldiers talking below, and he could clearly see the hot steam coming from the cups of coffee in their hands.

Rows of barracks swept from below, and Xiang Hong led the entire team, dexterously interspersed with countless pillars of light, constantly approaching the huge city behind the defensive circle.

Everything went very smoothly and a successful breakthrough was just around the corner!

"Warning, there's an obstacle ahead!" Yachi suddenly gave a quick alarm.

Xiang Hong was startled, and by the light in the camp, he looked ahead, and faintly saw that behind the defensive circle, there seemed to be a faint layer of haze across the heavens and the earth.

That's a very high power grid!

Xiang Hong's heart sank suddenly, such important information had not been reported before!

This power grid and the high wall below it are 50 meters high, and at the current height, it is absolutely impossible to cross it.

Without hesitation, Xiang Hongyi stretched out his hand to open all the four condensation canisters on the flank, and rushed upwards with maximum thrust!

Although there are two spray cans for the return trip, they are no longer able to take care of the return trip, and if they can't cross the power grid in front of them, they will only crash into it and be beaten into a pile of ashes by the high-voltage current.

Wang Hui, Yun Lan and others in the rear were all a little stunned when they saw Xiang Hong suddenly rushing up at full speed, but most of them still opened all the condensation spray cans and followed Xiang Hong to the sky.

The towering power grid approached rapidly, and at the moment when the dark power grid was coming, Xiang Hong couldn't help but close his eyes.

The collision did not happen in the end, and Xiang Hong swept over the power grid at a slight distance, rushing into the dark night sky behind the defensive circle, and Wang Hui, Yun Lan and others also followed closely behind, crossing the tall power grid.

But not all fighters reacted in a timely manner.

Because of slight hesitation, the two warriors behind the palace did not open the condensation spray canister in time and hit the towering power grid one after another.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Two dull crashes, followed by a dazzling flash of electric sparks, and two charred corpses burned by electricity fell from the air to the ground, shattering into debris.