Apocalyptic starship

All the bombers performing the mission re-formed in the sky and flew deep into the zombie area. They were also escorted by ten fighter jets. The zombies in the nearby area were almost completely beaten, so the bomber formation had to fly for half a day to reach the bombing area. It is expected to take one round trip. Flying above the clouds for a day requires high endurance, and people with poor physical fitness simply cannot bear it.

The bomber was still flying, and the vibration and hum of the engine could be felt in the cabin. The navigator at the front, Mo Yan'er, tilted her head in sleep with drool all over her mouth. Ruo Ling operated the plane carefully and conscientiously, while Zi Yi at the back remained motionless with her eyes closed. …

The two girls looked at each other, not knowing what to do during this long boring time.

"There is a toilet and a simple kitchen in the back. If you are hungry, you can make something to eat. There is juice in the box. If you are sleepy, take a rest. We will take turns on duty." Ruoling said to the two female pilots. One of the two pilots must be the main and co-pilot. Keep the plane under control and don't sleep at all. The microwave oven and water dispenser can be used to simply heat food. Overall, the plane is in good condition.

"Then... well, let me stare for a while." The co-pilot girl suggested.

Ruoling nodded, closed her eyes and sat in the main driver's seat to rest. As a senior monk, it didn't matter whether she rested or not, but the cabin was not very comfortable, so she decided to squint for a while.

The correspondent at the back went to heat up two cups of sweet and sour juice. It was very comfortable to drink while it was hot. Out of boredom, we started chatting. Outside the porthole glass were other bombers in the formation. Occasionally, we could see other bombers in the formation through the porthole. The girl who is an intern on the plane is different from this crew in that the pilots and navigators of other planes are all mechanical soldiers, and they are even more reserved.

In addition to the necessary high-tech equipment, most of the old bomber cockpits are ordinary equipment. As long as they can be used, there is no need to waste energy resources to improve the performance of the old bomber. Even the flight clock on the instrument panel is a mechanical pointer instrument.

The co-pilot girl checked the flight clock time of various data based on the knowledge learned in the aviation academy and determined that she was about to fly to the target airspace. She raised her head and looked at the ground through the porthole. It was gray and lifeless. It was the first time she came to the zombie area. The two girls were inevitably nervous and scared. At this time, the bomber they were sheltering seemed to be a safe fortress in their hearts. The suitable temperature in the cabin soothed their nervous hearts.

Half a day later.

"Ah owe~"

Mo Yaner woke up on time, straightened her little arms and stretched hard. She wiped the saliva with her sleeves and started to check the calibration parameters of the navigation device. The two girls breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they no longer had to wake up the children...

ground.

A transport helicopter has finished installing the overhead loudspeaker and is returning to the base. Zombies on the ground are rushing to gather in front of the elevated tower. This is a small city with a high density of zombies and a huge number. Maybe they were blocked here during migration. Maybe there is something there. Attracting them here is not important. What is important is that bombers will drop bombs here today.

The zombies who were not attracted by the noise in the distance raised their heads and looked at the sky. A huge roar came from the gray dead air, causing the zombies to roar and howl at the sky.

The lead mechanical soldier of the bomber calibrated the flight parameters of the formation with the assistance of high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft and satellites. He commanded the formation to adjust its flight direction and issued instructions to prepare for bombing. The bomb bay doors of the bombers opened one after another, revealing a large number of aerial bombs mounted inside. Even Mo Yaner They were all concentrating on the bombing sight and using the equipment to aim at the ground. At this time, the little witch was very serious. When it is time to play, you should play seriously. Bombing zombies is something that needs to be serious.

The bomber continued to fly forward, getting very, very close to the deathly air churning below!

"Prepare to drop bombs, three..."

"two……"

Just when the leading mechanical soldier shouted one, Ziyi, who was sitting motionless behind the cabin, suddenly opened his eyes, and with his higher-level command authority, he instantly turned off all bomb sight bomb release switches...

"Eh? Aunt Ziyi, why did you turn off the bombsight?"

Mo Yan'er looked back at Zi Yi and said doubtfully. Just when she was so excited that she pressed the bomb release button, Mo Yan'er suddenly found that the bomb release switch was locked, and it was also closed with high-level permissions. The signal came from Zi Yi. She had been tense for a long time. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is to hold in a stuffy fart.

"There are people below, looking for other bombing sites. We need armed helicopter combat teams and transport helicopters!" Ziyi said lightly.

Mo Yan'er was stunned, and quickly connected to a high-altitude reconnaissance plane to scan the ground. Sure enough, she found that the young girls who were still alive were probably kidnapped to refine high-level zombies. What's worse is that they were tied to the one used to fix the loudspeaker. There are seven of them on the elevated road, surrounded by jumping and restless zombies. By the time the armed helicopter team arrives, the seven girls will have been eaten to their dregs!

"They must be rescued immediately! Otherwise, they won't last half an hour..." Mo Yan'er said decisively.

"No, the reason why those high-level zombies do this is to lure us down to rescue people. Not only will the people not be rescued, but rescuers will have to get in. You can't go down. The armed helicopter combat team and high-end mechanical soldiers have rich experience in dealing with it. Those damn rotten meats," Zi Yi said decisively.

"It's exciting to go down to rescue people, but it's boring to play in the safe zone every day. Sister Ruoling, you can fly the plane back, and Aunt Ziyi and I will go down and have a look. That's it."

"My mission is to protect your safety, little princess, not to accompany you... What are you doing! Don't forcefully change my mission setting program... Stop! It's dangerous down there... Uh, okay, let's go together Go down and save people." The purple-red eyes suddenly changed and she agreed with Mo Yan'er's idea. She knew clearly in her heart that Mo Yan'er must have made some changes to the fire. The only person in the world who can interfere with the fire is the Creator. Only Mo Yan'er, the daughter of the Creator, can do the Rubik's Cube.

Mo Yan'er unbuckled the seat and stood up indifferently. Obviously, this was not the first time she interfered with Ziyi Huozhong. Ziyi was not angry, but just worried. She quickly shared the information here without Mo Yan'er knowing. Entering the network, a group of high-end mechanical soldiers who learned the information from afar quickly approached, and there were also Transformers Silencers...

"You two sisters must be good. I will give you two good reviews when I go back. Don't worry."

Mo Yan'er and Zi Yi walked along the inner aisle of the bomber towards the bomb bay. After entering the bomb bay, they turned back to close the door and lock it. Mo Yan'er notified Ruoling via radio to open the bomb bay!

The door quickly opened, and the biting cold wind rushed into the bomb bay. Two figures, one large and one small, jumped out of the bomb bay, started the flight equipment and flew straight to the elevated...

"What a troublesome kid."

Ruo Ling muttered and closed the bomb bay door smoothly, controlling the bomber to change course and go elsewhere with the formation.