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Chapter 474 A loud noise was heard in the sky!



Chapter 474 A loud noise was heard in the sky!

The airspace of the American aircraft carrier formation.

George and his colleagues also received instructions from the command center at the same time as the warship launched the missiles.

Several of their fighter jets also turned on their fire control radars and fired missiles at the targets.

George said a little excitedly.

"No matter how this target got into the sky, it will be destroyed by hundreds of missiles!"

now.

They flew their fighter planes to higher altitudes and could clearly see the target below their planes.

Countless missiles with white smoke hanging from their tails were approaching the target at an extremely fast speed.

at the same time.

The missiles they launched from their fighter planes also locked onto the target.

George smiled slightly and adjusted the camera fixed on the front of the fighter.

I just told him that there is an official reporter broadcasting the entire process live below.

In order to better allow the audience to see this 'art of explosion', the footage shot by George's camera will be cut in.

Although George couldn't see the comments in the live broadcast room, he thought the audience must have gone completely crazy.

It is unprecedented to be able to watch the missile attack action from the first-person perspective of a fighter plane.

That is when he adjusted the camera so that the audience could see more clearly the missile hitting the target accurately.

There was a loud noise coming from the distant airspace.

"Oh!"

With the naked eye, one can clearly see that the target was hit by several missiles, dazzling fireworks burst out in the sky, and then countless fragments of the target exploded everywhere, like volcanic ash, floating towards the sea below.

Seeing this, George in the cockpit was all smiles.

"Woohoo~"

"Report to the command center, the missile successfully hit the target and the target has been destroyed!!!"

The target was successfully hit, which also means that the joint military exercise organized by the United States ended successfully without any major incidents and achieved the expected goals.

Looking back on the brief few hours of military exercise, George found it almost unbelievable.

Originally, victory was certain and Long Kingdom was like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Never thought.

They actually sent out sixth-generation fighter jets and strange aircraft that looked like mechas, causing the direction of the joint military exercise to take an unpredictable turn.

Fortunately, Commander Thomas was experienced and his orders were decisive and ruthless, which saved the United States from losing money and prevented the Seventh Fleet from losing face in front of the world audience.

As for whether the one holding the target is Dragon Country’s sixth-generation aircraft or the so-called mecha.

George no longer cared.

With so many missiles rushing towards them, no matter whether it is a sixth-generation or seventh-generation aircraft, a mecha or a Gundam, none of them dare to face the missiles directly.

and so……

The red shadow flying object either left before the missile arrived or took advantage of its good speed and stealth to leave.

Or they were destroyed by missile attacks...

Thinking of this, he called several other pilots and returned to the aircraft carrier base according to the instructions of the command center.

however.

at this time!

The radar system, which was functioning normally just now, suddenly sounded a sharp and rapid alarm!

"Warning! Missiles incoming... Missiles incoming!!!"

The display screen in front of George flashed red and the alarm sounded around his ears, making his heart palpitate.

He looked at the information on the display screen and found that the source of the missile signal that attacked his fighter plane was actually the missile launched by the USS Wilbur.

George's face turned pale instantly.

"Oh Shet!"

"I was targeted by a missile fired by the destroyer Wilbur!"

He shouted into the headset hurriedly.

Hear the words.

Several other pilots who were preparing to return were suddenly startled.

"What? Were we targeted by the missiles fired by the destroyer USS Wilbur?"

"George, are you mistaken?"

"The missile launched from the sea has just hit the target and exploded. How could it be heading towards you?"

"Could it be an electronic analog signal?"

"..."

The pilots asked George through the channel.

George was panicked and frightened, and his voice changed.

"I find it strange too, but that's the signal from the radar scan!"

He swallowed, his eyes fixed on the display screen while looking outside through the glass cover of the cockpit, looking for any trace of missiles.

The good thing is.

There was no signal source indicating the missile launched by the USS Wilbur within visual range.

George breathed a sigh of relief.

"I haven't seen any missiles yet. It could be an electronic simulation signal..."

The missile lock alarm had not been lifted yet, and he felt upset listening to the shrill alarm.

Simultaneously.

A feeling of uneasiness gradually enveloped my heart.

Although he didn't see any missiles, he always felt that his fighter plane seemed to be targeted by something.

Just in case, he hurriedly contacted the command center to report his situation.

"Report to the command center..."

The people in the command center were also very surprised when they heard it.

A returning fighter plane was locked by its own missile?

This……

The reports just sent back from the destroyers show that all the missiles launched have exploded and hit the targets accurately. It is impossible that there are still missiles in the sky and even locked onto the F-22 fighter!

Hearing the confusion of the liaison officer at the command center, George asked for instructions.

"I don't know why this happened, but now the radar alarm keeps reminding me. For safety reasons, I want to make an emergency landing immediately!"

The liaison officer at the command center was silent for a short while, reported the situation to others, and then called back immediately.

"Emergency landing approved!"

George breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately returned to the deck of the aircraft carrier according to the forced landing route.

however……

He just turned direction, but suddenly found that in the airspace ahead, a black cylinder appeared right in front of the fighter plane, flying towards it at an alarming speed.

“I bought it!!!”

George used all his skills to quickly change the direction of the fighter plane in a very short time.

however……

After all, he was a step too late.

The 'USS Wilbur destroyer missile' that came through the clouds brushed past the wing of the F-22 fighter and exploded instantly.

"boom!"

The fighter plane immediately lost balance, like a bird with broken wings, and descended chaotically in the air, riding on the wind.

The alarms in the cockpit became more urgent.

"Enemy attack...enemy attack!!!"

George roared hysterically.

"I was hit by a missile!"

"Request parachuting, location coordinates..."

The fighter plane kept flipping up and down, and with his superb skills, he reported the specific coordinates of his parachute jump to the command center at the last moment.

next moment!

He pressed the eject button without hesitation.

With a bang, he ejected from the fighter plane, opened his parachute, and stabilized his body as he fell straight down.

George couldn't help but look down.

The wings of the F-22 were severely damaged, and the power was unbalanced. It was falling towards the sea below without any chance of recovery. The billowing black smoke dyed the entire blue sky black...


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