The appearance of the health bar seemed to be visible only to Bo Fu, and the explosion of the iron bomb seemed to have cut off a fifth of the massive attack plane's health. But then the attack aircraft seemed to go crazy, the speed and fire density increased rapidly, and the laser cannon was even recharged, and a three-thousand-ton freighter was cut into two halves of the burning hull from bow to stern at a time - if it weren't for the 23rd Auxiliary Fleet having been scattered on the sea, it would have been the rhythm of several ships at once.

The shield on the Thunderbird was fully activated at 360 degrees this time, and it was inaudible to the fighters, but the sailors on the ship could hear the buzzing sound coming from the giant wasp in the sky - it was the sound of the shield activating. With four huge ducted propellers, this strangely shaped attack aircraft hovers hundreds of meters above the sea surface with an astonishing maneuver, hovering, descending, and ascending like a real wasp. The phalanx on the body kept firing bullets to destroy the flying anti-aircraft missiles, some of the anti-aircraft missiles that were not destroyed hit the shield and exploded, the artillery of the attack aircraft continued to fire shells, and the water column on the sea surface swelled densely, accompanied by the sound of explosions and fires when the ships were hit.

The three amphibious aircraft carriers had no firepower other than the fighter planes that flew off to endanger the huge attack planes - the phalanx and a handful of anti-aircraft missiles on board were useless, so the only one that could fight the Thunderbird attack planes was the Arleigh Burke-class destroyer. Bo Fu piloted the F14D and threw away all the iron bombs, and the result was that a quarter of its blood was blown up by the opponent's inhuman maneuver, and most of the others had been shot down by this frantically missile-firing attack plane. Only Makarov drove the F14 and followed the Bofu in the sky to fight the monster. "It's not scientific! There's a shield on the other side. There is a health bar. But we can't take him with dozens of missiles or dozens of bombs, and we can't automatically reload in the air....... what a way to play!" Bo Fu scolded and rolled over again, climbed directly against the sea, and the nose of the plane was directly aimed at the lower abdomen of the Thunderbird and fired!

The cannon tore through the shield and hit the Thunderbird's laser cannon, and this time the blow was quite ferocious - just as the Thunderbird was charging and ready to fire, Bo Fu was also dead, and if he fired a few seconds late, he would be the first to be cut in two by the laser. This time the shot detonated the Thunderbird's laser cannon charge combo. Bo Fu watched as its health bar "brushed" down by half at once. The thing began to smoke, a small explosion, a string of flames, and a honeycomb translucent shield began to flicker, and then the guy suddenly rose up, and directly turned the direction of his body and ran at high speed.

Bo Fu and Makarov did not pursue, they simply ran out of ammunition. This time the battle was not interesting at all, and Bo Fu was very dissatisfied, and after landing he plunged into his workshop. The losses of the 23rd Auxiliary Fleet were not large, except for the loss of almost all the fighters, only four freighters were sunk by the Thunderbirds. Much better than the hapless Yuctobania fleet. And this battle also proved that ordinary weapons and these "super weapons" do not play much role.

After the war, the 23rd Fleet, which had become a frightened bird, sped off to the anchorage of San Juan, where the Fourth Fleet had stopped. There they will unload all the supplies they still have on board to the warehouses in the anchorage. At the same time, he took part of the rotating navy and returned to the mainland of the Osar Federation.

There were no more super-weapon attacks along the way, but a few submarines of unknown nationality and destroyers launched several torpedo and missile attacks, all of which were intercepted by three amphibious aircraft carriers and six destroyers, and one submarine was indeed sunk confirmably. The frightened novice navies finally regained a lot of morale. Bo Fu buried his head in the workshop and did not appear, the private hand-made plane was almost finished, the whole plane looked like a patched thing due to the skin, but the streamlined and very graceful fuselage was already enough to attract the eye. Makarov often came to see it, and he had already said when he saw the frame of the plane: "This is a plane in the style of Yuktobania!" When he saw that all the skin was completed, he directly thought that Bo Fu, a non-human person who had made a classic design model of the Sukhoi Design Bureau of the Union of Yuktobania, came out - although he didn't know what model this was, but the aerodynamic shape design of the same vein was completely imprinted with the Sukhoi mark.

The fighter is larger than the currently known fighters in the Soviet series, with a fuselage almost 25 meters long with a pair of canard wings in front, and then a large delta wing with a wingspan of 16 meters behind, without a horizontal tail, and a pair of large inclination vertical tails below are two vector vents formed by four baffles, and between the nozzles is a tail vertebrae. The rear of the cockpit has a smooth honeycomb structure on the back, and the wing roots on both sides expose a three-tube track. "Ha Lu Ha it's done! Hand-made CFA44 special model!" Bo Fu took the spray gun and prepared to start painting. In order to strengthen his combat effectiveness, he was going to spray a green nose first, and then spray the plane into a silvery white ....... "This is the performance of combat effectiveness, the paint of the F14 is weak!"

CFA44 Beaux Handmade Version: 25.4 meters long, 16.8 meters wingspan, 5.2 meters high. With an empty weight of 16 tons, 14 tons of fuel in the fuselage, and a maximum take-off weight of 55 tons, it is propelled by two engines with a thrust of 28 tons and a supersonic cruise. Twenty-four hardpoints and three magazines can carry 25 tons of ammunition for takeoff. Possessing a stealthy skin, the armor skin can withstand 30mm cannon fire. It's just that this plane can't fly at all - Bo Fu has not yet written a flight control for it, and at present, Bo Fu is ready to recall the original control software of this aircraft in his mind again, and if it doesn't work, he will simply make a device that pierces the palm of his hand on the control stick, and directly use his demonic energy to control the fuselage. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get the fire out of the small world, Bo Fu would have wanted to use the fire directly to shine it.

It doesn't take long to assemble the plane, anyway, the magic power is omnipotent. But getting a flight control system is a headache - millions of lines of words and sentences Bo Fu thinks that the future is not bright. As a result, after thinking about it for a long time, this guy simply dialed a phone number......

"I have an airplane control system that I can't handle, why don't you do me a favor?"

“......... You're kidding!" said the male voice on the other end of the phone. (To be continued......)