It was a silver fighter jet with a sci-fi metallic texture. It floated in the air above New York City with technology beyond the imagination of the people on the blue planet, making no sound at all.
Behind it was the F-22 main fighter jet of the American Air Force, approaching at an extremely fast speed.
Even though they were separated by the screen, Li Feng seemed to be able to feel the whistling wind.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the screen.
"Warning, warning, please leave our country's airspace!”
America's First Aerial Squadron's ace pilot, Metheus, said to the player.
Even though he had received orders from the higher-ups not to fire first unless it was absolutely necessary or if he had received orders from the pentagon.
However, this did not prevent him from using his own methods to show his determination to safeguard national sovereignty.
From the streamer's video, it could be seen that the alien fighter jet ignored the warning from America.
"Domineering, f * ck him!"
"Hurry up and fight.”
"Speaking of which, now that the aliens are attacking us, shouldn't we be united against a common enemy?”
Seeing this sentence on the screen, everyone could not help but reflect on it.
The logic was right, but his desire to see America suffer did not decrease at all.
Who asked you to be so arrogant? You can punish whoever you want, and you can punish whoever you want. You even drive warships around the world to show off.
Now, he had received his retribution!
Well, they admitted that they were small figures and could not afford such lofty thoughts.
America's ace pilot, Metheus, saw that the alien fighter jet did not reply and could not help but sneer.
He turned the plane around and headed straight for the alien fighter jet.
"Raptor-001, your actions may incur the hostility of aliens. Please stop immediately.”
The command center's command came through the communication device. Metheus 'reply was very straightforward, and he directly turned off the communication device.
His eyes flashed with passion. He wanted to use his own methods to protect America's dignity.
The method was very simple, which was to use his own fighter jet to force the other party to change direction.
He had learned this technique from his old rival.
The pilots of the Chinese government were not allowed to attack foreign fighter jets that were crossing the border.
He would act as if he was going to die with you and fly the plane at you. He would ask if you were going to dodge or not.
This was the sorrow of the weak.
An understanding rose in Metheus 'heart, and he made some sort of preparation.
He wanted to use his actions to prove that America also had soldiers who were not afraid of death.
At the military command center of the pentagon.
The president and a group of generals gathered together and looked at the image sent by the satellite with an ashen face.
"Bastard, doesn't that guy know the consequences of doing this?”
Trump let out a loud roar.
This might be seen as a provocation by the aliens, which would close the door to peace. The consequences would be unimaginable.
"We have no way of contacting Lieutenant Metheus, but this might be an opportunity to figure out the alien military's strength and attitude.”
A general with five stars on his shoulder said. As a soldier, he had to take a tough stance.
There was some truth to his words. So far, aliens had only shown interstellar travel and super-dimensional network technology.
No one had seen the true strength of the military before.
Perhaps, just like in many movies and TV shows, even though aliens had extremely powerful technology, they themselves had great flaws.
If that was the case, it was not as if mankind had no chance of victory.
At the very least, it could increase their bargaining chips.
Of course, this would be quite risky.
"You will drag America into the abyss!”
The president thought of many things and finally sighed.
He was not as glorious as he appeared to be as a president. The real decision-making power was always in the hands of the consortiums behind the scenes.
At this moment, the eyes of countless people in the world were focused on the sky above New York.
Some cheered, some despaired, and some began to pray…for the arrival of their savior.
"Move aside, I will definitely move aside!"
Before he knew it, his eyes were bloodshot.
At supersonic speeds, even a bird could destroy a plane, let alone a fighter jet made entirely of metal.
No matter how powerful the aliens 'technology was, they definitely couldn't resist such a suicidal attack, right?
Metheus gritted his teeth and immediately increased the horsepower to the maximum.
It was getting closer and closer.
Everyone who saw this scene could not help but open their mouths wide, unable to make a sound.
Some people with weaker mental endurance had already closed their eyes, as if they could not bear to see that tragic scene.
There was no boom, no sparks.
At this moment, everyone's faces revealed an expression as if they had seen a ghost.
What about the alien fighter jet? What was that Gundam that could transform?
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