Reborn mosquito, wreaking havoc on your life!

Chapter 156: Physical Resistance to Missiles

At dusk in the desert, the sky turned into a hell on earth.

Jiang Huai launched a counterattack with the body of a mosquito. The ninety B-21 stealth bombers in front of him were like pieces of thin paper and could withstand no attack.

He was like a ghost, as fast as lightning.

The windshields of bomber after bomber were ruthlessly pierced, and the pilots died before they could react.

When a pilot is lost, the fighter plane immediately loses control and flames burst out of the cockpit.

Fireballs occasionally exploded in the sky, illuminating the desolate desert land.

The aftermath of the explosion tore through the air, deafening, and the debris turned into balls of flames and fell down, igniting the earth.

Each of Jiang Huai's attacks was extremely accurate. No matter how quickly the fighter planes adjusted their formations, they could not escape his pursuit.

His figure kept shuttling and turning in the sky, as if turning into a flickering black light.

Hunting down the most advanced bomber built by the United States.

The planes in the sky had become useless steel wreckage, falling like meteors.

Jiang Huai did not hesitate or show mercy, and completed a one-sided massacre in the endless flames.

Ninety bombers turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The fire above the desert lit up half the sky red, and dust and smoke spread.

Flames burned raging across the desert, turning the barren land into charred ruins.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning metal. The military forces that the United States once relied on had now become broken shells and dust in the ruins.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the command center inside the Pentagon was dead silent.

Although satellite monitoring could not clearly capture the tiny mosquito, high-frequency tracking radar captured its location and movement trajectory marked by six isotopes.

The marked lines on the screen clearly showed that the marked positions were moving through the group of fighter planes at an incredible speed.

On every track it passed, pilots lost their lives one after another, and bombers crashed out of control and turned into fireballs.

The powerful B-21 stealth bomber was completely powerless in front of a mosquito, as if it was facing the invincible god of death.

The scenes transmitted back by the satellite surveillance images left Pentagon officers silent, as their eyes were fixed on the burning desert.

The real-time data sent back by the radar made them shudder.

"Incredible..."

An officer muttered in a low voice, his forehead covered with sweat.

They couldn't understand how a tiny creature could possess such destructive power that it could even withstand supersonic missiles and penetrate the steel armor of a B-21 bomber!

"What on earth is this?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice, with undisguised fear revealed in the words.

Admiral Milley remained silent, his eyes fixed.

Since the United States entered the modern military era, no enemy has ever been able to destroy their most advanced fighter jets so easily.

They once thought they had global air supremacy and that they had unassailable military advantages, but at this moment they felt powerless for the first time.

The power displayed by that mosquito was beyond everyone's imagination.

In the U.S. decision-making room, a tense discussion is taking place.

Stein, Professor Terence Tao, is a heavyweight expert in the US think tank.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he said coldly:
"Activate plan number 14."

At this moment, all the senior officers in the room couldn't help but gasp.

Plan No. 14 is different from the previous tactics.

In order to hunt this extraordinary creature, the United States prepared fifteen plans in advance, and plans 14 and 15 were undoubtedly the most destructive. After all ninety B-21 bombers were destroyed and elite pilots died, Stein no longer considered the first thirteen plans.

He knew that this extraordinary creature with its terrifying speed and indestructible body was far beyond the reach of ordinary combat methods.

But the impact of Plan No. 14 was too great. A general hesitated and said:

"Plan 14 requires the approval of the Consul General."

Stein shook his head slightly, slowly took out a formal document from his arms, pushed it on the table, and said coldly:

"This is a document approved in advance by the White House, which allows me to mobilize all resources and authority in the United States. You do not need to ask for any other instructions."

Everyone checked the seals and signatures on the document, and after confirming that they were correct, they all acquiesced to Stein's decision.

Plan No. 14 was finalized and all actions were quickly deployed.

……

In the vast desert of Colorado, Jiang Huai was flying away from the desert at high speed after eliminating those bombers.

The yellow sand and scorching sun could not hinder his speed.

His target was Palm Springs, a tourist city on the edge of the desert, which was a tourist destination with crowds of people.

Now he is in a deserted place with no people. The United States bombs him with missiles and he can only passively take the attack.

As long as he can enter the city, the United States will not dare to bomb him with missiles wantonly.

However, Jiang Huai knew clearly that the United States wanted to wipe him out in the Colorado Desert.

This journey is extremely dangerous, and all kinds of missiles may fall from the sky at any time.

Jiang Huai was fully focused, ready to avoid these sudden attacks at any time.

Without stopping, he continued to accelerate, crossing sand dunes and desolate areas, trying to reach the nearest city, Palm Springs.

Just as Jiang Huai was concentrating on moving forward, another sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard in the sky.

His heart suddenly tightened and he looked up, only to see a ball of light rapidly approaching in the distant sky.

The speed was so fast that he became alert.

That is not an ordinary missile, it is a supersonic missile!
"Damn it, here we go again!"

Jiang Huai cursed in his heart, and without hesitation increased to the fastest speed, crossing the hundreds of meters long sand dunes like lightning.

Rapidly changing trajectory, trying to get rid of the missile's tracking.

However, this round of missiles numbered dozens, almost blocking all directions in front of him.

The entire desert sky was shrouded in a dangerous shadow.

The United States is spending money like crazy.

Each supersonic missile is worth 50 million US dollars. This is a huge expense to completely destroy him.

Jiang Huai took a deep breath and concentrated all his efforts to drill deeper into the desert, using layers of sand and rocks to offset the impact of the missile.

At the moment he disappeared into the ground, dozens of missiles slammed into the surface like falling meteors.

Boom boom boom!

The explosion was earth-shaking, the entire desert was overturned, and large areas of land burned, shattered, and rolled into a sea of ​​fire.

When the smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, the originally flat sand had turned into a charred ruin.

Jiang Huai slowly emerged from deep underground, shook off the dust on his body, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The enemy's indiscriminate bombing made him realize that it would be extremely difficult to escape and enter Palm Springs.

(End of this chapter)