Accurate missiles and bombs fell one after another next to No. 999, accurate to a range of one meter to produce a high-pressure instantaneous explosion, a huge fireball rose into the air, No. 999's thin body was blown straight out, smashed through the metal and aluminum plates of the warehouse, fell into it and disappeared.

The Marines hiding behind the surrounding bunkers felt the ground shake, the windows of the houses shattered in an instant, and the roofs sneered at the gray stones.

These soldiers are also bold and confident in their army's equipment, and if the bombs and missiles dropped by the Super Hornet deviate even slightly, then all the soldiers around them will become cannon fodder for the burial.

The pilot circled the air in a Super Hornet fighter, observed his masterpiece, apparently pleased with his saturation attack, and then turned the nose and flew in the direction of Guam.

The plane had just turned into a corner and maneuvered, but the pilot was suddenly surrounded by some ominous feeling.

A fire burst into the sky from the warehouse, which had been blown into ruins, like a flaming cannonball, and quickly rushed into the sky. The radar in the cabin began to sound sirens, and the pilot's face turned slightly pale, and he immediately realized that maybe the thing was not a fighter at all, but something that could not be understood with common sense!

Now that the Super Hornet fighter has no weapons of mass destruction other than machine guns, he is not sure about shooting down that thing, so he chooses to withdraw from the combat airspace immediately.

The F/A-18 "Super Hornet" fighter is a carrier-based single-seat twin-engine supersonic multi-purpose combat fourth-generation combat attack aircraft developed by Northrop for the US Navy. With a single afterburner thrust of 71.2 kN (7,200 kg), the engine responds quickly, from idle to full afterburner in just 4 seconds, and can quickly break through the speed of sound, as long as it is not locked by missiles, then it is easy to escape from the battlefield.

"Avoid! Avoid! It's too close! It's too close! ”

The siren sounded again, and the mechanical female voice kept repeating. The pilot felt his hand holding the joystick tremble, because he couldn't see where the fire had gone, its cross-section was too small for even radar to detect.

The Super Hornet is going crazy, its speed has been increased to the extreme, but the system shows that a certain flying object is very close to him, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, like a shadow, and it is impossible to get rid of it.

The two pilots, the co-pilot, looked out through the cockpit glass, but they couldn't see each other at all. Is it really a ghost? How can humans defeat that kind of thing?

Just now they thought it was a bit funny and even cruel to attack a child with so many bombs and missiles, but now they suddenly realized that it was better to have a nuclear bomb now, and if there were, the pilot would not hesitate to drop it and kill that non-human monster!

The sirens were endless, and red lights flashed inside the cabin. The pilot's breath was rapid, adrenaline was rushing, and his heart was beating like a drum. He turned the thrust of his engine to the fullest, thinking about quickly breaking through the clouds to the stratosphere, where he could reach 1.5 speeds of sound and perhaps have a chance to shake off what was chasing him.

But the thing suddenly appeared in front of him, wrapped in orange firelight, and in the flames, he saw the golden pupils, staring at him through the glass on the canopy.

Obviously, he had bombarded indiscriminately just now, and he had completely provoked this killing embryo.

"Burning Man" finally made a move, his hand easily melted the cockpit glass cover, and easily lifted the cockpit cover as if he were tearing a piece of A4 paper. The pilot saw the face in the fire, the face of a ten-year-old child, but with a suffocating murderous aura!

The pilot finally understood why he couldn't see the other side, the enemy was attached to the belly of the plane just now, and no matter how fast he flew, he couldn't shake off this thing. It's not a ghost, but it's scarier than a ghost!

"Abandon the plane!" The pilot yelled, and before he could reach out and pull the buckle of the ejection seat, there was already a bang behind him, and his co-pilot was more scared than him, and he had already abandoned the plane one step earlier.

Soon, though, there was a jaw-dropping scene.

"Burning Man" raised his head slightly, and his golden pupils stared at the co-pilot who catapulted into the night sky, like a radar locking on a fighter. The golden pupils contracted slightly, and the seat that had not had time to bounce off the parachute suddenly turned into a ball of flame in the air, and the co-pilot's terrible screams echoed in the night sky, falling straight down to the sea hundreds of meters below.

The pilot felt that he was really going crazy, and his hand holding the buckle felt cold and shivering, and he didn't know whether to pull it or not, as if his life had been completely in the hands of the other party, and no matter how hard he tried his best, he could not escape the clutches.

No. 999 glanced at the pilot contemptuously, his hand lightly pressed on his chest, and a heat that could not be described in words instantly pierced through his whole body, and the pilot opened his mouth to call for help, and fire erupted from his mouth! The flight suit began to carbonize, as if it had been pushed into a hot crematorium, then the skin, the muscles, the only difference was that the process was extremely fast, like a fast-forward digital image, without any grease spilling, and the pilot finally turned into ashes in the air, like a cloud of grass and wood ash blown away in a gale.

The last message received from the Guam base was the exclamation of the pilot: "Devil! ”

On Spy Island, there is dead silence.

Everyone witnessed the horrific spectacle, as the Hornet fighter jets burst into flames in the sky, then fell like lit paper airplanes, and finally crashed into the alright, rolling up a few meters of water.

The commander swallowed spit with a grunt, sweat sliding down his forehead and down his cheeks, finally dripping down his chin.

"Give me all the Vulcan Phalanx, Patriot missiles, and anti-ship missiles to aim at that devil! Captain Rex, I ask your armed ship to give me all the firepower to support me! ”

After a mechanical sound, all the weapons of the entire spy island, including those Patriot missiles and the Phalanx system, turned their muzzles and directions to the sky, aiming at the monster covered in fire in the air.

"Everyone, wait for my order to fire together, shoot all the ammunition, hit me hard, don't leave your hands, we ......" He reached out and wiped his sweat, his voice trembled a little, and said in a deep voice: "We don't have a second chance......

Indeed, in front of the 999, which has already been provoked, there is no second chance for the entire island.