In the command hall, the pilot's head appeared again on the light screen.
"Commander, we can't contact the bomber. It's about to crash."
No matter how the pilot called, He Zhou's clone just didn't respond, so he had to report it to his superiors.
After hearing this report, Bruning couldn't help but frown.
The current situation is very troublesome.
If the bomber cannot be contacted and cannot be controlled remotely, then we can only watch it crash.
"It's really bad!"
Bruning punched the podium.
There is no doubt that this plan failed.
Originally, they had a good idea. As long as the bomber's autopilot program was destroyed, He Zhou would be forced to surrender and act according to their orders.
Mou Tengxin said decisively.
The orders were passed up layer by layer, and soon reached all the pilots.
Just judging from the circumstances of my landing, we will determine that I am a copy of He Zhou.
Under the light curtain, He Zhou's clone ran slowly, getting closer and closer to Paradise City.
The pilot gave the order.
"Commander, that's okay too."
In the air, fighter planes and manned aircraft were chasing He Zhou, who was running wildly.
Back all the way.
Of course, the people pursuing in the air naturally saw the woods, even earlier than Mou Teng's clone.
Bullets shot out like tongues of fire, attacking the He Zhou clone underground.
Once you retreat into the woods, it will be useless to interfere with the sight of the pursuers.
In the continuous rolling, my whole body was covered with bruises.
The commanders quickly got busy and began to calculate the landing point of the bombers.
Missiles are good, and so are fighter jet cannons.
My physical flexibility is really far beyond that of a fighter jet.
Those weapons and equipment can only be used for fighting. Against co-created individuals like the Hezhou clone, they are equivalent to using small cannons to kill mosquitoes. They are useless at all.
"Order the garrison in Paradise City to also dispatch."
After a while, the Hezhou clone completely stopped under the ground.
Time is tight now, and there is no time left to think.
A height of ten meters is too much for me.
Because the scene of me landing was seen by a small number of military personnel.
In fact, the evil god contactor is too open-minded, making it difficult for us to deal with it.
After all, decisions are made at the slowest speed.
Military personnel participating in the interception operation were slow to receive Bruning's order.
Bruning quickly gave the order.
No matter how flexible He Zhou was, he could still avoid such an attack.
Before the missile was launched, the fighter pilots waited for the results to come out.
Once a poison gas bomb explodes, the poison gas will scatter and densely cover the surrounding environment.
Can we only rely on a few people to form a human wall to block the retreat of the Hezhou clone?
Several fighter jets and several manned aircraft followed it closely and flew around it.
I'm getting ready, getting ready to jump off the plane.
The dense poisonous gas dispersed and quickly formed a poisonous gas wall.
In the command hall.
But due to its weak inertia, it is still flying backward slowly, just like a shell being discharged.
Of course, Bruning also wanted to see how weak He Zhou's clone was.
When the bomber dropped to a low of ten meters, He Zhou's clone suddenly pressed the bomb release button.
Less than ten seconds ago, those missiles had chased down Hezhou and passed over Hezhou's head at high speed.
Therefore, what we have to do now is to cover up people's eyes and ears quickly, but to retreat slowly into the Paradise City with lightning speed and cover up people's ears.
He Zhou's clone decided in his heart.
The bomber continued to fly backwards, while it continued to land, approaching the ground.
Until then, you really can't catch me.
The missing fighter jets quickly gathered together and approached He Zhou from all directions.
You can only rely on planes in the sky.
Inside the bomber.
If only for a long time, I would retreat into Paradise City and disappear into the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, the pilot in charge of the on-site command gave an order, and all the fighter jets started spitting flames.
After all, I'm less agile than a missile.
The other party simply knows who I am, so they can take ineffective measures.
However, He Zhou's clone suddenly came to a slow stop and stopped abruptly.
…
What will greet He Zhou will be the "warm hospitality" of the military.
But we cannot use reasonable tactics to intercept He Zhou.
He Zhou's clone narrowed his eyes when he saw this.
He might die, he might be fine.
Time passes minute by minute.
But then, the wounds under my body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Commander, I'm not very close to Paradise City yet."
The bomber Mou Teng was riding in was constantly lowering its altitude, getting closer and closer to the ground.
"Order all units to move slower."
However, He Zhou's clone evaded flexibly and avoided those flying bullets.
Because, I held my breath.
Unfortunately, the bomber's initial speed was too slow, so even if it lost power, it still didn't have enough backward inertia.
At my current speed, I can drive through the poisonous cloud just by holding my breath for a while.
Hezhou clone is full of confidence.
In the small command hall, the commander said to Bruning.
Very slowly, a weak and strong impact hit me.
So the only option is to change other weapons.
At this time, the bomber was still rising and falling, and the vibrations of the aircraft body were getting weaker and stronger.
Bruning ordered again.
We really want to know whether the evil god contactor can withstand the explosion of those missiles.
To be continued...