Kurofune.
Its nature was an underground organization with members all over the world. Although it was funded by the Nippon government and Nippon companies, the two sides did not fully understand the organization. The cooperation between the two sides was more of a "paid research" rather than the former's absolute control over the latter.
Kurofune's philosophy of action was not based on any superficial nationalism or personal values, but based on an almost crazy belief, or a paranoid idea.
They believed that Natural Selection, which came from the same origin as humans, would bring eternal harmony to human civilization and save humans from their own suffering. And bring human civilization to the unreachable starry sky, free from the shackles of gravity.
This new religious group that was not directly affiliated with any organization and did not focus on secular interests was almost impossible to be discovered by intelligence organizations of various countries.
And the pilot of the F35 fighter with the serial number Vulture-1 was one of the members of Kurofune. The original plan was to use it against Jiang Chen's power armor, but there was a small change in the plan. Jiang Chen did not use the power armor, but used the more mobile kinetic skeleton.
It was precisely because of this that the F35 changed the strategy of using bombs and used 25mm machine guns. But what Gordon didn't expect was that the bullets that could blow up a tank were dodged by Jiang Chen's intuition.
"Target missed." The casualty report of the ground unit came into his ear.
"I know. I'll do it again. "
Gordon glanced at the thermal imaging display and found the heat source hanging on the side of the building. He curled his lips and increased the altitude to prepare for another dive.
But at this moment, the infrared lock-on alarm beeped.
Gordon cursed in his mind, then immediately pressed the heat bomb and swung the control stick.
A close-range air-to-air missile flew past the fuselage and made his hair stand up.
Gordon, who dodged the attack, immediately increased the engine power to the maximum in an attempt to get rid of the enemy's lock-on.
Among all the fourth-generation fighters, the F35 was one of the most expensive fighters in the world. Because of the enhancement in ground attack, it gave up part of its air superiority. Therefore, although its combat power was impressive, its mobility was not outstanding.
Even so, the fourth-generation fighter was still a fourth-generation fighter, and in terms of long-range aerial combat, it still possessed a strength that the third-generation fighter could not rival.
Gordon did not think that the fighter jet that ambushed him was also a fourth-generation fighter jet. He had now escaped the radar of friendly forces, and before the US military could react, he had already completed the ground attack mission and landed at a secret military base in the Malaysian region. In this world, countries with fourth-generation consoles were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. He did not think that Xin Nation was one of them.
Even if Russia had a good relationship with Xin, it was impossible to sell their fourth-generation fighter to them.
With a sneer on his face, Gordon suppressed the blood rushing to his head. He was ready to fire an AIM-120 at him after getting rid of him.
However, just as he raised his speed to the maximum and looked back, his cold smile froze on his face.
The plane behind him, whose model he couldn't tell, didn't show any signs of being shaken off!
"How is this possible!" Gordon gritted his teeth and glanced at the speed dial that was close to the red label. He pulled the joystick hard.
The nose of the F35 jerked up and made a sudden stop in the air similar to a Cobra maneuver, and the speed was reduced in a straight line. The blood rushing to his head almost made him faint, but the corners of Gordon's mouth curled up into a smug smile.
With the reaction speed of humans, it was impossible to respond in such a high-speed, close-range aerial combat.
As long as the enemy plane flew in front, the roles of the hunter and the prey would be reversed!
However, at this moment, Gordon caught a glimpse of an unbelievable scene with his bloodshot eyes.
Just as he pulled the nose up, the Aurora-20 chasing behind him flickered, and the 27mm machine gun's bullets turned his fuselage and wings into sieves.
As he expected, the Aurora-20 passed under his plane without any suspense.
However, what he did not expect was that the enemy pilot could react in an instant.
With his hands off the joystick, Gordon desperately reached out to open the ejection seat. He floated in the cold night sky and watched his plane disintegrate in the air …
At the same time, the Aurora-20 pilot ended bullet time, skillfully turned on thermal imaging, and entered ground attack mode.
"The aerial target has been eliminated. Shooter-1 is waiting for attack instructions."
…
He stared blankly at the sparks blooming in the air and the silhouette that whizzed by. He was suddenly overjoyed.
It was Aurora-20!
Just as he was worrying about how to get rid of the fighter jet, Ivan unexpectedly solved his urgent problem.
Of course, he didn't know that at this critical moment, it was Xia Shiyu who issued the attack order to Ivan as the CEO of Future Group. Strictly speaking, it was an action beyond her authority because Future Group and Celestial Trade were two completely different systems. But in this special period, she couldn't care less about overstepping her authority.
In terms of level, Xia Shiyu was the most suitable to give this order.
He took a deep breath, left the bunker with the rifle, and opened the radio life signal detection device mounted on the EP. Six red dots were marked on his radar, and they were accelerating toward him.
Seeing this, a smirk appeared on Jiang Chen's face as he pulled the bolt back.
You must be tired of living!
However, Aurora-20 obviously didn't give him the opportunity to enter the battle himself. A series of low-altitude dives sounded, and the dense rain of bullets instantly crushed the three red dots, zombies, and the street they were in into pieces. The dust even blew across two streets and hit Jiang Chen's nose.
Three of the six people died in an instant, and they began to disperse and retreat when they realized the mission had failed.
But would Celestial Trade let them escape?
Don't forget who raised Moro!
The roar of a motorcycle came from the distance and knocked away the zombies that gathered. The guerrillas wearing gas masks jumped down from the green military trucks one after another and began to encircle the three unknown armed soldiers who were trying to escape. Intensive gunshots echoed throughout the street, and the battle between guerrillas, zombies, and unidentified armed forces began.
At the same time, a military green Hummer stopped in front of Jiang Chen. The general with a military hat crooked stepped out of the truck, saluted Jiang Chen, and said in English with a local accent.
"Mr. Jiang Chen, we have received a request from your country to take you home. Please come with us, and we will take you to the safe zone. "
Jiang Chen turned off the EP on his left arm, looked in the direction of the wreckage, and put the rifle on his back.
"What about the three people?"
"Our people have begun to pursue them, and we will definitely offer their heads!" The general said immediately.
With the expansion of the civil war, Moro now relied heavily on Celestial Trade for supplies. Moro's attitude toward Celestial Trade also changed from the initial vigilance to the current respect. It was hard to say if they would still maintain this respect after independence, but at least for now, these guerrillas that didn't even have a munitions factory would not survive without Jiang Chen's support.
It was precisely because of this that the general's attitude toward Jiang Chen was as humble as a subordinate to his superior.
"I don't want a head, I want a living one … at least a living one." Jiang Chen paused, pointed to the crashed plane, and then said, "In addition, I need that black box."
"Leave it to us!"
After that, the general called the messenger next to him and gave him a few instructions.
Then, Jiang Chen sat in his Hummer and retreated to the guerrillas' camp on the outskirts of City K.
Ladisiv and Giles fought and retreated, but in the end, they lost to the guerrillas' human wave tactic. Giles and another member died in the stubborn resistance, and Ladisiv chose to surrender. He was forced onto a truck by the guerrillas and began to retreat out of the city.
Country F reinforced two divisions and repelled the Moro guerrillas that attacked City K. At the same time, the three divisions that controlled City K deployed checkpoints at all entrances and announced a lockdown of the entire city.
One plane crash, two planes.
Even for the entire world, this night was destined to be unfair.
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