The huge cabin shook slightly, and the sky was clear and boundless, and at an altitude of 15,000 meters, there were almost no civilian aircraft, not even military aircraft.

Even though military jets can easily climb to this height, air riders prefer to cruise at an altitude of around 7,000 meters.

With the sound of slight footsteps and wheels turning from far and near, before anyone arrived, an indescribable smell of broth rushed into the central cargo compartment on the top of the large carrier aircraft.

Not only does it have a well-equipped kitchen inside, but it's also rare to have a good cook, which is not comparable to the typical war rations of luncheon meat stew and compressed biscuits, although one doesn't mind such dark dishes.

"Shhhh He's resting! ”

Captain He Tao stopped the head chef pushing the dining cart at the door of the inner cabin and gave him a look.

In addition to preparing meals for the crew members, the chef also has the responsibility of managing damage, and it is common for one person to wear multiple hats among the official crew members of "Machine 3".

"Asleep?!"

The chef glanced inside the cabin, where a large black fighter blocked his view, but he could still hear a slight snoring coming from the other side of the fighter.

Through the automatic cabin pressure compensation system and oxygen supply system, even at an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, the air pressure and oxygen content in the cabin of this aircraft are no different from those on the ground.

"Put things down, and when he wakes up, I'll hand them over."

Captain He Tao nodded at the head chef and meticulously stuck to his post.

Pilots who are in the middle of the war once they enter the rest period. Even if the country's leaders come, they have to stand aside.

"Okay! Put it here for you first, I'll go get the thick quilt to cover it first, so as not to get cold for a while, there are old hens stewed with ginseng, and three fish, potato stewed beef, well, I also left you a copy, and I'll eat it when the guard changes later. ”

The head chef chattered about the food truck in his hand. Just listening to the names of these dishes he reported makes people appetize.

"Huh! ~It smells so good! ”

Lin Mo gradually opened his eyes, sniffing the tempting aroma of food in the air, and his stomach gurgled softly.

He was hungry.

After leaving the Zaire Basin Theater, the "Demon" transformer-wing fighter plane smoothly entered a large carrier aircraft that looked like sunflower seeds.

On the way of the "No. 3 plane" flying non-stop to the assembly point in Oceania, Lin Mo took the opportunity to take a nap. As soon as his spirit relaxed with relief, he fell asleep unconsciously, until he was pulled back from his dream by a mouth-watering scent.

"Hey! Wake up! You just can't get there early, or a little later. ”

He Tao glared at the head chef complainingly, he had only slept for more than an hour, and he was woken up by the aroma of food brought by this guy.

"How do I know? How could it be possible to use the kitchen in the middle of the battle just now, these meals will take time to prepare. It's not coming soon. The head chef lowered his voice to defend himself, and he raised his voice and shouted into the cabin: "The meal is ready, it is full of color, flavor, and portion." Do you want to eat it now, or do you want to eat it later? "At this time, I can't tell if it's lunch or dinner.

"Now!"

Dragon knights have always had a great demand for food, so naturally they don't refuse to come.

"Be careful next time!"

He Tao reminded in a whisper, and then let go of the way. The head chef and the food cart were put inside.

As a dragon knight who has always enjoyed high-level supply treatment in the air force system, it is naturally impossible for him to come into contact with the dark cuisine in the army, and this feast is naturally extremely enjoyable.

The head chef has already been accounted. The pilot's appetite was monster-level, and the amount of food prepared was quite sufficient, and the food in this car was enough to feed the entire crew for a day.

"How's the battle going?"

While gobbling up, Lin Mo did not forget to ask about the situation in the Zaire Basin Theater and the Victoria Desert Theater.

The Dragon's Tactical Armor was always connected to the Inquisition, and his inquiries were quickly answered, with a holographic projection module at the collar releasing a screen on which Arya Hatinga, the Inquisition's liaison officer, appeared.

"Report, two medium-sized stargates in the Zaire Basin Theater have been destroyed by you, the last neutron bomb has wiped out 60% of the ground forces, the ground joint combat force composed of Britain, France and Germany and other countries has been deployed in the Zaire Basin, and the fighting is expected to end in three weeks, the Victoria Desert Theater has completed the nuclear radiation blockade area and minefield, the Australian military is using medium-range surface-to-surface ballistic missiles to continuously weaken the energy of the stargate defense cover, and the joint forces of China, the United States and Russia will arrive in the war zone in six hours, You also have 12 hours to be on standby. ”

The hard bones are always put last, and the adverse effects of continuous operations have come to the fore, and the reaction capabilities of the special forces of various countries are exhausted by various transfers and cannot be quickly deployed to new theaters.

From the preparation of war materials to the assembly, transportation, and delivery of troops, even China, the United States, and Russia inevitably have to delay more than twice the time, and they can quickly assemble a huge combat force in a certain theater of operations, but they are powerless to start a war all over the world.

The fate of the remnants of the enemy in the Zaire Basin Theater has been decided, and the loss of the stargate is like a tree without roots, and its demise is a matter of time, even if the coalition forces do nothing, the nuclear radiation remaining on the battlefield alone will make this straggler more and more weak.

If it weren't for the fact that they didn't want to pay too many casualties, the European coalition ground forces adopted a steady and steady tactic to unhurriedly devour these invaders bit by bit, ensuring that not a single fish slipped through the net.

In the high-resolution images captured by satellites, the two stargates in the Zaire Basin were unexpectedly shrouded in the power of tactical neutron bomb explosions that passed through the stargates, and even the three large stargates in the Australian desert seemed to be affected.

The optical system of the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft photographed a few traces of red light flashing in the middle dimension of the stargate ring, and even detected a certain intensity of neutron radiation.

This means that there is a high probability that the five stargates are in the same area, within 20 kilometers of each other.

If it is replaced by a hydrogen bomb "Khrushchev" with a yield of 50 million tons, with its 500-kilometer radius of destruction, it may be possible to reimburse these five stargates at one time in the dimensional membrane world where the Third Age is located, and completely end this unprecedented large-scale invasion.

No city on earth can survive this level of terror weapons, and it is fortunate that the human race in the current world has not done so, otherwise it would not be as simple as the loss of more than 20 members of the Third Age Council, and perhaps the entire council will collapse because of this.

It's just that throwing a nuclear weapon of this size into the stargate without mistake requires a great risk, and humanity cannot afford to gamble or even afford the cost of an accident.

The slightest mismatch for missing the target would mean that humanity's own homeland would be hit hard, and the hydrogen bomb, which is 10,000 times more powerful than the Hiroshima atomic bomb, would definitely have a terrible impact on the world.

The dragon knight, who was still gulping down food, didn't expect that his flash of inspiration in the battle would be at the top of the third era Ming's must-kill blacklist.

And what he has to do now is to rest in peace and wait for the arrival of the next combat mission, for his record, the "inquisition" is really very satisfied, if it is not a political or military entity, maybe the chief referee and others will move the mind of digging into the corner.

From the African continent, after entering the Indian Ocean, following the equatorial line to Oceania, where Australia is located, is the quickest route.

The large carrier aircraft carrying the X-8 "Demon" deformed wing fighter and the Dragon Knight has fully exerted its high carrying capacity and ultra-long-range performance, and its cruising speed is even above Mach 12.

After three hours, the "No. 3" landed steadily at the Pierce Air Force Training Base near Perth, a western coastal city in Australia, where there are ready-made facilities.

"No. 1", "No. 2", "No. 5" and "No. 6" aircraft from China also arrived at the base half an hour ago carrying ground troops.

When looking down at the base during the landing, Lin Mo saw at least 200 "Jian-3" light fighter mobile armor arranged in five assembly phalanxes, and 12 Type 99 main battle tanks lined up on standby.

In addition to China's combat units, Russia's multi-legged mobile armor "Ivan" also appeared near the tarmac, and there were at least nearly 100 units by sight.

These are the vanguard forces of China and Russia, because of the tight carrying capacity, the follow-up main force still needs to rely on a limited number of large carrier vehicles to constantly transport over like ants moving-

The blue Sulu Sea, with its ups and downs.

Filipino fisherman Totolopez and his eldest son, Amo, and second son, Lope, operate in their own small fishing boat in the waters between the southwestern Philippines and Malaysia.

Two hours earlier, they had just cast their nets, hoping for a good harvest this time, and if they were lucky, the family might be able to pay off the loan on the fishing boat by the end of the year, and Lop would be able to get a wife next year.

Due to the legacy of Spanish colonial rule, most Filipinos have a very foreign Spanish surname, rather than a special preference for foreign flattery.

"In two hours we're ready to close the net, hey, Lope, what are you looking at? Bastard! Are you listening to me, every month someone dies at sea, just because of disobedience! ”