Scholars in the courtyard

Above the sky.

"You came pretty quickly, but I won't accompany you anymore!"

Huo Sheng looked at the lock alarms that kept coming from the plane's radar, his face turned cold, and then he quickly maneuvered.

As he finished speaking, the plane had already risen to an altitude of 30,000 meters. A huge shock wave erupted from the rear of the plane, and the blue color on the surface of the aircraft became brighter.

At this moment, the speed has reached Mach 3.

Chang Kong looked back and saw the tracks of missiles flying behind him, as well as sparks exploding from time to time.

But there was no sound at all!

"Old Chang, we're here. The target is below. Get ready for reconnaissance!"

"clear!"

Mount Fuji was only a hundred kilometers away from the garrison base. When the plane accelerated into the sky, it had reached its target.

As for the plane chasing behind them, neither of them took it seriously.

"I see, but the reaction here is just like that, almost the same as ours!"

Chang Kong looked at the fleet of planes rushing over from below and said nonchalantly.

They could still see these planes clearly, most of them were F104 fighters, with a small number of F4s and other similar reconnaissance aircraft.

After comparing their physical features in their minds, they felt a little relieved.

At the very least, the opponent's planes that appear now will not pose a threat to them.

"It's better to be cautious, we have to hurry!"

Huo Sheng saw anti-aircraft missiles rising from the ground below and maneuvered the plane quickly.

At the same time, Chang Kong quickly probed the area below.

The missile flew in, was thrown away, and then exploded in the air.

The surrounding planes were chasing desperately, and their speed had reached the limit, but they were still a long distance away from the figure in front.

"I'm Tefaq! How to fight!"

"Catch up, catch up..."

"This bastard, why is he flying so fast!?"

“Shit, shit…”

In the air, the pilots could only curse in the communicator and watch the other side showing off their power overhead.

In the base command center, Bruce looked up at the sky with a telescope. The damn blue ghost did not leave quickly, but kept circling overhead.

Cotnaro walked up to him and said, "Sir, the other party is conducting reconnaissance!"

"I know! But..."

"What else can I do?"

Bruce said calmly, with no expression on his face, his fingers just tapping on his pants.

But the knowledgeable Cotnaro knew that when the man in front of him made such a move, it meant that he was burning with anger.

Whoever gets caught in the crossfire at this time will be in trouble.

"Sir, it seems that not only are we unprepared this time, but the higher-ups are also unprepared!"

Cotnaro changed the subject and handed the telegram to the other party.

Bruce took it, took a look, and then sneered angrily, "Is this a joke?"

"Also, if you want to take out the Blue Ghost, you have to use an equally high-altitude, high-speed aircraft to deal with it!"

"That's all!"

Bruce said and walked towards the office.

Cotnaro opened his mouth behind him. He understood what Bruce meant.

Nowadays, the only aircraft that can cope with the current situation is the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft.

However, the Blackbird reconnaissance plane was not equipped with weapons, so even if it took off, it would be unable to do anything to the enemy unless it crashed the plane down.

But he was sure that as long as this order was given, the pilots would definitely refuse it 100%.

Bruce left the headquarters, declaring his powerlessness, and the rest of the people in the headquarters became docile.

The big boss has accepted his fate, what else can these little Karamis do?

The people on the ground lay down, while the people in the plane in the sky were still cursing.

That damn blue ghost not only circled above their heads, but also led them for a run, making it feel like someone was walking a dog.

When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

Don’t they always use their advantage in weapons to bully others?

But now, we have been surpassed by others in weapons.

Some people began to curse the domestic weapons experts and the evil capitalists.

So much so that later on, people in the command center also began to join in the condemnation.

In this atmosphere, Cotnaro had no choice but to find a place to calm himself down.

Then I thought about how to write this report so that I could explain it to my superiors.

Edo.

As the first missile was launched, the whole of Edo became boiling.

Groups of people ran madly towards the shelter.

Some elderly people even had tears in their eyes, as the scenes of that year emerged from deep in their memories.

On the streets, terrified people were screaming, raising their heads from time to time to look at the rumbling battle in the sky.

The shops on both sides of the street closed their doors, and those who could not escape hid under the tables, praying for the blessing of Amaterasu.

"Baga, this is a Chinese plane. Why, why is it a Chinese plane?"

In the largest radio station in Edo, the president in a suit and tie was furious at the people around him.

He had no way to vent his anger, so he could only take it out on his subordinates.

"Jiangcun, why? Tell me why?"

A thin young man shuddered when he heard the sound.

He is an intern at a radio station. He came here for internship based on his outstanding academic performance. Whether he can stay here will determine his future.

But at this time, he didn't know how to answer at all.

Snap

Baka!

Hi!

Although his face was burning with pain, Jiangcun did not dare to resist.

The president has a veto power and can decide whether he stays or not.

Fortunately, after being slapped, the president looked at Inoue standing beside him.

"Inoue, go ahead."

Compared to Jiangcun, Inoue is considered an old man in the station, but he still dares not resist.

Because he has a wife and two sons to support, the whole family depends on his salary.

If my salary is deducted, I will have to live on natto next month.

Snap

A slap.

Inoue managed to hold it in, still shouting "Hi".

The president looked at the people around him again.

Snap Snap

He slapped everyone in the face, and except for the most beautiful woman in the station, no one else escaped his clutches.

After a round of slaps, the president loosened his tie and felt the anger in his body lessen a lot.

He walked to the window and looked at the faint flicker of fire above his head with a gloomy expression.

The other party is coming.

If the other party wants to retaliate, there will be nothing left here.

If the other party were to take action, they would be slaughtered.

Finished!

Ring Ring Ring

The phone on the desk rang, and the president walked over and picked up the phone.

As soon as he heard the voice, he immediately stood up from his seat, leaned forward, bowed, and saluted with a respectful expression.

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"Yes, sir, I am Muramoto, and I am on the radio now."

"Yes, I know, I understand."

"Hey, I understand."

"Hey, you've worked hard."

After hanging up the phone gently, the president carefully took out a handkerchief and began to wipe his forehead, then looked at the row of subordinates with swollen faces in front of him.

His expression suddenly became stern.

"Give the mission now."

"Hi!"

Everyone's face was serious and they were extremely alert.

"You go and announce now that this is an exercise by the United States, a mock exercise."

"Hi!"

Although everyone was dissatisfied in their hearts after hearing this, they did not dare to show it on their faces.

Besides, this kind of thing should not be spread.

Otherwise, the Great River Nation, which has just embarked on the road to recovery, will suffer a severe blow.

It's not like they haven't done this kind of thing before.

"Everyone, go ahead. I want everyone in Edo to hear this. I want everyone to understand that this is not a Chinese plane. This is a great, powerful, United States plane."

"Hi!"

Everyone immediately went out and ran to their work stations.

"Shizuka, you stay."

On the side, the pillar was about to go out when he was stopped by the president.

A look of disgust appeared on the woman's face, but after turning around, she immediately changed into a well-behaved look.

"Sir, the other party is leaving."

Just as Cotnaro was preparing his speech in his mind, the communications officer at the side walked up and whispered.

"Are you leaving? Damn bastard."

Cotnaro stood up and prepared to go to Bruce to discuss what to do next.

If the other party can come the first time, he can come the second time.

If they couldn't come up with a solution this time, they may not be able to do so next time.

However, he knew that after this incident, it would definitely shock the world.

"Sir, there is a situation."

Just as Cotnaro was about to go out, the communications officer beside him spoke again with a suspicious look on his face.

Cotnaro frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Sir, our people found that the enemy was flying south."

"South?"

Cotnaro walked back to the command center and came to the map. "Where is it?"

"Now our detection radar has found that they are here."

The staff officer marked an area of ​​sea.

"The enemy is moving very fast, and our plane can't keep up."

"wrong!"

The staff officer was about to speak, but Cotnaro raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No, based on the information we know, this plane doesn't have such a long range."

"Not to mention the other side still wants to fight, this radius is wrong."

Cotnaro discovered the problem and immediately shouted, "Let the radar station mark the opponent's flight track for me."

"Yes, sir."

The staff officer left quickly, and Cotnaro stood aside with his arms folded.

After a while, the staff officer came over with a piece of paper and marked it on the map with a pencil.

Cotnaro looked at the map and immediately waved to the logistics staff behind him, "Someone come and calculate the distance for me!"

"It takes into account the time they spend in the air."

"And calculate for me its fuel usage."

"Three minutes, I want the results."

After Cotnaro finished speaking, the crowd, which had been scattered, immediately took action.

But Cotnaro stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, patting his arm with his right hand.

Only then did he realize that he had been overlooking a problem.

That's the range of the plane.

The other side took off from the mainland and then stayed in South Goguryeo for more than a minute, which consumed fuel every moment.

Even if it is different from the 1,700 kilometers in the intelligence, it shouldn't be too far off.

And now, the trajectory of this plane is definitely more than 1,700 kilometers.

The most important thing it should do is run back in a straight line.

This is the only way to land safely.

How can we go south?

Cotnaro was thinking when the staff officer beside him hurried over with a look of joy on his face.

"Sir, I figured it out. The enemy took off from the mainland, plus the situation in South Goguryeo, and the trajectory above us."

"Its range has exceeded 1,800 kilometers."

After the staff officer finished speaking, Cotnaro immediately picked up the report and walked out.

Commander's office.

Cotnaro knocked on the door, opened it and walked in.

Bruce was smoking in the room. The pungent smell made him cover his nose unconsciously, then he walked to the window and opened it.

"Sir, I think you could take a look at this."

Cotnaro spread the map out on the table.

"Sir, the enemy's next target is likely to be Ryukyu."

"Look, this is the enemy's basic trajectory. If it flies in this direction, plus the two missions it's carrying out, it's very likely it will go to the Ryukyu base."

Cotnaro quickly finished explaining the situation.

Bruce waved his hand and continued to pick up the cigarette box on the table. "It's useless. It's useless even if you tell them."

"We simply have no way to keep them here. Even if we did, it would just be a notice in advance."

"That's all."

Bruce said frustratedly, not caring at all.