Dragoon fighter

When being investigated and questioned by the National Security Bureau, the extremely intelligent Qi Fei couldn't help but recall that when he inspected the arms exhibition site on Socotra Island, he personally experienced the scene where the Eden intelligent robot delegation was attacked by fighter jets at a very close range.

The pilot who flew that fighter jet at that time was most likely Lin Mo himself.

The Eden Consortium's smart robot factory suddenly canceled its contract due to an "accident", and then lost contact mysteriously. In addition, people from the National Security Bureau, accompanied by the police, came to investigate the smart robot factory. So much information is integrated in Together, Qi Fei vaguely guessed something.

Could it be that the country has taken action against the intelligent robot factory, then Lin Mo, who once flew a fighter jet to attack the intelligent robot...

Qi Fei thought of a lot in an instant and couldn't help but feel worried.

Back on Socotra Island, she had witnessed the brutality of the air battle with her own eyes, and it still left her with lingering fears, and made her even more worried about that dead tree.

"I want to ask if you know anything about my boyfriend. Well, he is an Air Force pilot, codenamed 'Dragon Knight'."

Hearing Qi Fei's words, Section Chief He frowned deeply. The boyfriend of an air force pilot?

Although he didn't say anything clearly, it made him feel that the pilot codenamed "Dragon Knight" seemed to have something to do with his investigation.

Since the military was involved, Section Chief He had to pay attention.

"Well, let me ask for you!"

Section Chief He's subtext is actually to ask his superiors for instructions as usual.

This news was quickly passed to the "Inquisition" and appeared in the communication module of Lin Mo's "Dragon General" tactical armor.

The "Inquisition" did not hide anything about the important combatants of this global unified operation. All the information was shared with the Dragon Knight.

"Eh? Why did Qi Fei mention me?"

Lin Mo was surprised and used his authority to call up the investigation task that the National Security Bureau personnel had just conducted. After glancing at it a few times, I couldn't help but laugh immediately.

He guessed what Qi Fei was thinking. He probably guessed something because of the investigation about intelligent robots, and maybe he was worried about fighting these "Terminators" in a hail of bullets.

In fact, everyone has finished their work at this moment. With Lin Mo's position in the combat sequence, ordinary battles are often not his turn. Only the most difficult combat tasks will be handed over to him. Very dangerous melees are rarely encountered.

"neglect!"

Lin Mo unexpectedly chose this reply, naturally replacing the original official reply with his authority.

He didn't want to drag Qi Fei into danger again because of himself. What's more, the robots in "Adam's" hands have not been wiped out yet.

Even Qi Fei didn't know that it was Lin Mo himself who responded to his inquiry.

"Sorry! This is beyond my authority, no comment!"

Section Chief He, who quickly received a reply from his superiors, spread his hands.

The higher-ups may have known about this pilot, but they just refused to reveal anything about it. Maybe because of confidentiality rights, maybe they didn't want to involve Ying Yuehe, so they deliberately replied and refused to answer Qi Fei's inquiry.

"Then, thank you very much."

Qi Fei felt angry for a while when she didn't get the news she wanted.

This guy is always mysterious and mysterious. I don’t know if he is actually an Air Force pilot.

Ever since her last thrilling escape experience in the United States, she had guessed that Lin Mo's background in the military was by no means as simple as she knew on the surface.

As for the need to work so hard? !

President Qi Da is completely willing to share everything about himself with that worrying dead wood.

With Ying Yuehe's assets, it is not enough to make them rich, but it is enough for the two of them to live a carefree life of being relatively wealthy for the rest of their lives.

Although living in a peaceful society. But she was like a little woman whose man was fighting bravely at the front, never letting go.

Everyone knows the truth, but who doesn't have a little selfishness?

At this point. She has a completely different mentality from Sally, the female president of the dragoon consortium who grew up during the war.

Seeing the female president sending these uninvited guests away in person, the surprised employees in the company breathed a sigh of relief. These police are not here to arrest your boss.

Thank God! His job was saved.

Seeing the looks and confusion on the employees' faces, Qi Fei, who understood everyone's worries, announced to all employees according to the lines given by Section Chief He of the National Security Bureau. Then he turned around and returned to his president's office without any expression on his face.

sky! He actually hooked up his business relationship with the Ministry of Public Security, and many employees were immediately excited. This was a big official order, and it was at the ministerial level.

Not to mention how much money you can earn and how thick the red envelopes you can get at the end of the year, the potential benefits in terms of influence are unimaginable.

With such a layer of official protective umbrella covering them, those shady cats, dogs, cows, ghosts and snakes will automatically disperse, which can be regarded as an unexpected compensation for this minor turmoil.

The business of the intelligent robot factory involved the National Security Bureau's intervention, so Qi Fei naturally immediately canceled the trip to Le Mans, France.

It's too late to hide, and you're still adding to the trouble yourself.

She confirmed reassuring news from the manager of the International Business Department. The long-term strategic cooperation between the North American Church and the Afghan dragoon consortium continues, and there is no possibility of any accidents.

As long as these two big trees do not fall, Yingyuehe International Design Center will still be able to maintain its enviable daily progress.

Oceania, the annual motorcycle desert cross-country race in the Victoria Desert is currently attracting the attention of nearly 50,000 spectators.

As the fourth largest desert in the world and the largest desert in Australia, due to scarce rain and abnormal drought, the highest temperature here can even reach 50 degrees Celsius. Strong winds sweep over the desert all year round, becoming the only sound here.

Cross-country racing in this place will test not only the quality of the motorcycle but also the driving skills. It is also the will of the contestants.

The excessive accumulation of lactic acid due to the inability to be metabolized in time gives people the feeling of being stabbed into muscle tissue by fine needles, causing bursts of tingling pain. It seemed unbearable.

But for the riders participating in the Victoria Desert Motocross Race, this is not torture. Compared to the fire-like lungs and the dry and cracking mouth and nose, this stinging sensation is a gift that can make people temporarily forget the pain of thirst.

The lungs, mouth and nasal cavity almost seemed to be on fire. Drinking a large amount of pure water still did not help. Some players drank 5 liters of water in just two hours, but they had no intention of urinating. The layers of salt and frost on their clothes were almost Dress people up like zebras.

On the trembling motorcycle seat, even with a water cushion, the temperature was still so high that it was about to bake my dick. Only those who can participate in the competition are married men with children or simply DINKs, otherwise this continuous high temperature environment is enough to cause irreversible damage to any man's reproductive system.

"Damn it! Oh God, you, you can't do this to me! Ahhh! No, don't!"

Suddenly there was a strange scream in the dunes where the roar of motorcycle engines could not be heard. A motorcycle rider and his motorcycle helplessly slid down the bottom of the dune ravine.

Although the engine was still roaring angrily, it could no longer provide enough power.

"Haha, Phoenix. You made a mistake driving a Harley here! It's only suitable for roads, not deserts."

Frank, a contestant from Darwin, shouted at the top of his lungs at the contestant behind him who had to withdraw from the competition, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

He twisted the accelerator with his right hand, and the 0.6L-displacement gy off-road motorcycle produced by Honda of Japan roared several times. The extremely rough wheels broke free from the soft sand and sent the rider to the top of the dune in one breath, leaving only a faint sand ditch and sand flying in the sky behind him.

Riders who slip with their mounts at the bottom of a dune are not so vulnerable. Still strong, he responded from a distance: "Frank! The spirit of Harley Rider, freedom! Adventure! Power! Immortality!"

The specially modified Harley Prince motorcycle is now like an old man. When the engine pulls the cylinder, the output power drops sharply. This completely disqualified it and its rider from participating in the competition.

"Come on! Phoenix! Keep faith and miracles will happen! Don't give up! God is with you!"

Several racing riders who rushed from behind and saw this scene raised their fists with one hand and shouted loudly and encouraged the Harley rider who could no longer compete. They were as sensational as they wanted, and the Harley rider was The rider howled excitedly.

Despite this, it did not help Phoenix, the participating rider who was destined to miss the chance to continue the competition. Slogans and beliefs would not make this paralyzed Harley Prince become possessed by Transformers in the blink of an eye.

"Haha! These guys!"

Those who play Harley are all rich people, and the organizers of the competition have also done comprehensive rescue work. Frank is not worried about the danger of Phoenix staying here. He shook his head and was about to continue to pull the accelerator to get away from him and was about to chase him. When other participating riders came up, they seemed to be under a restraining spell, staring in a certain direction.

"This, this is? A mirage? What exactly is this?"

Frank muttered to himself in despair.

"What's wrong? Frank! We're about to leave you far behind."

"What are you freaking out about? Are you ready to be a good person? This is a competition! Competition first, friendship second."

"The rescue helicopter will be here soon, there won't be any wild animals here."

Several motorcycles that flew as light as swallows in the desert finally rushed up with a barrage of saloons. They saw contestant Frank who had already rushed to the top of the sand dune. He did not ride as fast as they imagined. , instead stood astride the motorcycle and stared in a certain direction.

The participating motorcycle riders stopped their motorcycles and couldn't help but follow Frank's gaze. The top of the sand dune was silent for a few seconds, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with all kinds of strange sounds.

"My God, what is that, God! Is it a mirage?"

"What a beautiful mist? I have never seen such beautiful scenery! Will it be paradise there?"

"Look! Look! What's there again? A circular arch! So big! I bet it's at least twenty stories high. It's a miracle! This is a miracle belonging to God. It must be the heaven. Doors, my God! Another one appeared, wait, three doors to heaven appeared, God! I was so lucky, eh! Something came out of it, look! It flew over."

"Yes, I saw it too! Is it here to take us to heaven? I must take a photo of it and sell it to newspapers and TV stations. Haha, the whole world will be shocked by it."

"Maybe! I'm going to call my wife right away and tell her what I saw. I was so lucky today and I'll never forget it."

The participating motorcycle riders pointed to the sand dunes several kilometers east, shouting and dancing with excitement.

The incredible scene before them made them forget about the game.

"What did you see? Tell me! What happened?"

Phoenix, a Harley Prince rider who was at a loss at the bottom of the dunes, was curious about what magical scenery these guys who surpassed him had seen. He and his motorcycle were stuck in a desperate situation surrounded by towering sand dunes on all sides, resulting in He couldn't see anything.

If the soft sand dunes were not so difficult to climb, he might have abandoned his beloved motorcycle and rushed to the top of the dunes to see what was going on.

"Hey! Guys, I, I feel like something's not right!"

Frank, the participating motorcycle rider who first discovered the anomaly, saw the UFO emerging from the "Gate of Heaven" getting closer and closer to him, and its shape became clearer. Had a chill.

"What......"

One of the participating motorcycle riders turned his head and just said a word when a blue-white beam of light suddenly swallowed him and the off-road motorcycle under his crotch without warning.

boom! ~

A huge fireball rose from the top of the dune, and the violent explosion mixed with gasoline even enveloped several other motorcycles next to it, including people and vehicles.

The unstoppable shock wave directly overturned Frank and his Honda off-road vehicle.

"Attack! Damn it! It's aliens!"

Because he was a little further away, Frank, who survived being thrown into the sand, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of sand, screaming strangely.

The only places where the participating motorcycle riders were left were large pieces of motorcycle wreckage and indistinguishable pieces of human tissue scattered everywhere.

Several mobile phones with varying degrees of screen damage escaped the disaster and fell into the sand, still maintaining shooting status. (To be continued...)