C431 Flying Sword
C431 Flying Sword
Alice flew on her sword, just like a sword immortal from legends. However, the sword immortals of the Middle Earth World did not have any beauties from other realms.
Ever since she had obtained the Ten Thousand Sword Arts, Alice had diligently trained every day, and his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, but she was still unable to comprehend the most crucial part of it.
Alice rode on her sword and flew up, flying towards the direction of the missile. In that moment, she had already flown out a few li.
Although Alice was strong, she was only at Transformation Stage level. If she couldn't reach the Divine Sea realm, which was rumoured to be able to travel in the North Sea, chasing after the F15 fighter jet was easier said than done.
However, just because she couldn't catch up didn't mean that the flying sword in her hand couldn't catch up either.
Her jade-like feet lightly tapped on Xuan-Yuan Sword, and her entire body flew up into the air. However, Xuan-Yuan Sword flew at an even faster speed towards the two F15 fighter jets in the distance.
"The battle is over, we can return to the base now!" Two hundred kilometers away, the F15 fighter pilots had already relaxed. In their eyes, not to mention just one person, even the most elite commandos in the Central Plains would not be able to survive.
But at this moment, he suddenly saw a cold light flash out. Then, the wing of the wingman next to him suddenly fell.
In the moment of true hesitation, the cold light appeared once more. Before he could even react to what had happened, the appearance in front of him turned red.
He was busy dealing with the situation when he heard a hasty alarm sound. The hatch above his head had shattered and the seat flew up into the sky. The F15 fighter jet's escape function had been activated.
In the Self Guard Command Hall on the outskirts of Tokyo, Fujiwara Kento was the first to receive a report on the battle damage, "Prime Minister, we have lost two F15 fighter jets!"
"What?! This is impossible!" Fujiwara Kento had already forgotten his identity. Ever since the F15 fighter was created, there had never been a record of a battle.
Unexpectedly, this record was actually broken by Lu Fanfeng.
Even though he had served in the army for more than half a century, he had not fallen behind. He had participated in countless battles of all sizes and had dominated the Middle East.
In all the wars in the Middle East, the war between Iraq and Iraq, the war in Afghanistan, and in the last few decades, this fighter jet had always been part of the war regarding America and its allies.
However, except for a few crashes due to improper maintenance, the F15 remained undefeated throughout the war.
Such an undefeated fighter jet was actually shot down by a single person today.
"It's the Central Plains, Lu Fanfeng must have brought the Central Plains' air defence missiles!" Masuta Kaidomo said. The current Central Plains had long escaped from a century of depravity and had become a great power in Asia and even the world.
The military strength had increased by leaps and bounds, and all kinds of advanced weapons had appeared one after another.
As the imaginary enemy of the Central Plains, the weapons of the island nation must have been thoroughly studied by the Central Plains.
Half a century ago, the F15 was nothing to worry about in the eyes of the Central Plains. It wouldn't be strange if a weapon specifically designed to counter the F15 appeared.
"It's not a portable air defence missile. If it is, our radar can detect it immediately!" Fujiwara Kento said.
All these years, Fujiwara Kento had always been committed to the development of the island's military. No matter if it was modifying the constitution or personally going to the America to purchase arms, Fujiwara Kento had never spared any effort.
It was precisely his disdainful hard work that allowed his Japanese National Self Guard to rapidly develop over the course of a few years.
Fujiwara Kento naturally understood some top tier weapons, which included the big treasure of the Air Force, F15.
"Prime Minister, it's a flying sword!" The Self Guard Officer reported, "From the last message the pilot sent, it seems that the wings were cut off by a flying sword, causing the plane to crash!"
"Flying Sword!" Fujiwara Kento slumped down onto his seat. If it was the latest weapon from the Central Plains, he wouldn't be like this.
Although the military force of the Central Plains had advanced by leaps and bounds, it was still far inferior to the father of the island nation's America.
Now that the Central Plains had a new weapon, their America must be even stronger.
But now, the one who defeated the F15 fighter jet was a flying sword. Fujiwara Kento felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the entire world was about to collapse.
"Prime Minister, the America's ambassador requests an audience. During the military operation just now, fifteen citizens of America died!"
"Prime Minister, the French ambassador requested an audience. During the military operation just now, thirty French citizens were killed in the conflict!"
"Honorable Prime Minister, Ambassador Korea wishes to seek an audience …"
"Prime Minister, the Ambassador of Malaysia, Germany, requests an audience..."
The war had not ended, but the diplomatic ruckus had arrived ahead of time.
The conduct of military operations in the city of Tokyo is bound to result in civilian casualties.
It was still okay for a few of the citizens of the island countries to die. After all, this was a matter of their own.
But the island's governments are under tremendous diplomatic pressure to hurt the citizens of the great powers of Europe and America.
At the same time, several of the country's top consortia had also arrived. A big battle had affected the entirety of Ginza in Tokyo. These consortia had suffered varying degrees of losses.
The island generally inherited the regime of the America, and the prime minister could be regarded as the voice of the consortium.
Back then, when Fujiwara Kento had won the election, all of the large corporations had supported him with their support.
Today was a day to get rid of the island but it hurt the interests of the consortium. So he had to give a reasonable explanation to the other consortia. Moreover, in order to keep it a secret, Fujiwara Kento did not inform the other leaders of the consortium.
When the pressure from all sides struck, Fujiwara Kento was already extremely anxious, he did not have time to pay attention to the battle.
However, even if they continued to fight, the result would still be the same. Japanese National Self Guard were not a part of the five-day army of the United Nations, they could not even be considered an army, but a well-equipped civil servant.
Without professional training, they had never considered what would happen if a war broke out. Naturally, they could not face a war.
Fujiwara Kento was completely overwhelmed by the ambassadors and the leader of the consortium.
At this moment, all the major hospitals in Tokyo were packed with people.
Takahashi Yuki was a normal nurse at the Tokyo Hospital. She had the gentleness of a woman from the Island in her heart.
Because her skills were extremely strong, Takahashi Yuki successfully entered the emergency room and entered the front line to save the dying and help the injured.
Today, before it was time for her to go to work, the hospital called and told her to come to the hospital in advance.
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The moment he entered the hospital, he saw that the entire hall was filled with patients.
These people wore different clothes, but they were mainly in the workplace. With a single glance, one could tell that they were people with new, high status and white collars.
But at this moment, these white collars no longer had their usual dignified appearance. Instead, they were all covered with wounds and looked extremely miserable.
Takahashi Yuki casually swept a glance over them, and found a familiar figure among them: "Tai Lang, what's wrong!"
Kimura Taro lifted his head with much difficulty, only to see the figure that he had longed for day and night. Normally, Kimura Taro would be extremely excited, his face and ears flushed red. But now, he only had one thought, "Save me, quickly save me, I'm so itchy!"