Orc Tyrant

Chapter 603: The Sea of ​​War (8)

"Basic text."

She bated her breath and said,

"I will make a front shot as he accelerates through the command cabin, taking the opportunity to interrupt its back."

"no problem."

The weapon hand turned his seat to face forward and began to aim at his target.

"I can kill him now."

"Its wreck will hit the hull."

Karina spoke clearly, trying to focus her eyes.

The sweat soaked her back and made her spinal cord a little bit tingling. The turret below was firing towards the sea, aiming at the enemy warship. The speed of the Eternal Fury was slowing down, I don't know what went wrong.

"It's dropping bombs!"

Kevin suddenly yelled, and Karina could see the enemy's warship aircraft releasing the oval bombs under their wings, hitting the rear main gun of the Eternal Fury and causing a series of explosions.

Nightingale is climbing, and now it has almost come to the top of the enemy's aircraft, Karina has to dodge the bullet from the opponent's tail gun.

"Just destroy him!"

"okay!"

Kiven opened fire and cut through the opponent from the center. In an instant, the front half of the fuselage broke with the heavy cockpit glass, and a ball of fire emerged. The thick tail nozzle began to turbulent flow, and the fighter rushed into the sky blindly. Among the clouds.

"We hurt it!"

After a few seconds, Ki-moon reported back:

"But there is still a little distance from shooting it down."

"I can hunt him down."

"Leave this **** ship first, we posted too close."

She nodded and was about to return.

"Karena."

The communicator rang, and the sound was almost overwhelmed by the background alarm.

"Karena, respond to me."

"Master Bruce?"

The Black Knight repeated her name and gave her an incomprehensible command.

"I... I can't hear... please repeat that order, sir."

"I said'Land your fighter plane', right away."

After speaking, Bruce waited on the open hangar deck.

His armor was full of claw marks, his hands were giant claws with cold light, and he stood calmly in the center of the storm. Around him, the hangar deck was in chaos, the damage pipes were busy repairing, the wreckage fell from the ceiling, and The red warning light is flashing the danger of loss of pressure.

He watched the Seahawk quickly approach the arena, most of the skin was peeled off because of the enemy's firepower net and the remaining gray interlayer was left behind.

"Nightingale", it's called this name, yes, it is.

The fighter ignited the reverse thruster under the wing, and its roaring air flow swept across the hangar deck, worse than the screaming of a bald eagle, and Bruce's left eye twitched before the noise of his helmet auto-balancing.

Karina did not use the grabber to land. She used the timing jet of the reverse thruster to offset the propulsion, and landed the fighter plane by a spiral rotation that was not allowed to occur.

As soon as the landing claws touched the ground, Bruce began to move. He jumped up and grabbed the shark-toothed wing edge and supported it with one hand.

"go."

There was no response. He and Kevin, who was sitting in the cockpit with their backs facing each other, stared with small eyes. Karina leaned into her driver's seat to see what was going on, and then the communication network heard a gasp.

"You...are you serious?"

She said gently, trying to make her tone less tough.

Bruce climbed onto the back of the fighter plane, the claws on his boots fixed it to the dark skin a few meters behind the cockpit, and then he shook his head at the jaw-dropping pilot.

"I said go."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his body, put the claw blade into the arm armor, and then buckled his hands on the back of the fighter plane, and his fingers were firmly embedded in it.

Soon the fighter plane roared below him and started again.

"Master Bruce, this is crazy."

The black knight rolled his eyes under the helmet. He was almost annoyed by this sentence. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder whether the word "responsibility" is just a single word for others, instead of going. Understand the meaning of this word.

Without the catapult, the fighter took off slowly and taxied through the open hangar door.

The flagship of the First Fleet looked anxiously close at this time, but unbelievably far away.

"Take me to the Wrath of Eternity."

He said, trying to resist the wind pressure:

"My subordinates are fighting on it. I would rather die first than send them to fight a battle I don't participate in."

He couldn't hear the whispers in Karina's mouth, but her smile broke her incredulousness.

"My lord, you... are a real warrior. I seem to fall in love with you a little bit."

Bruce did not respond. He is the Shadow Blade, and his subordinates are also the Shadow Blade, there is nothing to say.

Kevin spent three full minutes staring at the Superman warrior who was lying on his head a few meters away. Bruce's decorated helmet kept looking forward. The bat mask stared at the flagship of the First Fleet. He couldn't help thinking. What would be the expression behind those black goggles.

And Karina did her best to maximize the performance of the Nightingale, burned the engine to a dangerous temperature, no longer engaged in any enemy, and relied on turning around and rolling to avoid the pursuit of the enemy fleet's outer air defense fire. She knows the G force that her "passenger" bears, but she still has to push the engine to its limit to maintain maneuverability.

As she approached the Eternal Fury, Karina was about to approach an angle that could be parallel to the ship.

"Where do you think about it?"

"Close to the bridge."

Bruce's voice was like a solemn wolf howl in the communicator.

Being close to the bridge meant that they had to put themselves in a dangerous collision zone, and Karina pondered between her breath.

"It doesn't need to be very close."

"I see."

She urged the engine harder and switched to the team's public channel.

"Tieus and Aire, form a team with me at once."

"Received, Captain."

"On the way, sir."

Afterwards, Karina turned off the communicator and quickly dived to the side of the ship's hull, so close that she would lose one wing if she turned the fuselage, and her heart wailed when she carried out the stupidest raid of her military career.

As for Bruce's side, the situation is not too short.

He has to admit that even by his own standards, this is not a clever idea. Neither the bio-enhancement nor the black technology armor can protect him from the G force that is pressing on him.

This is the first time he has been airsick since he was born, and the thought that this matter is worthy of a big book made him smile.

As for the pressure that presses on his limbs and bones, it’s not that fun. The mezzanine in his armor can provide a certain degree of resistance to pressure similar to the flight suit Karina wears, but it doesn’t make him immune. Based on the norms of the laws of physics.

After undergoing hellish remodeling operations, he suspected that the force he felt that almost separated his flesh and blood from the inside might be very close to the pain of being skinned.

Karina’s fighter was swaying below him. He knew that the opponent was trying to maximize the performance of the fighter without letting him be thrown off or killing him during evasive maneuvers. But even so, he almost It's a reckless idea to curse.

But this means that he admits that he made a mistake, which cannot be the case at this time.

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