People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The base's commander-in-chief is Air Vice Marshal Leon Virick.

He was holding a pipe in his mouth.

The technical sergeant projected the data onto the large screen and continuously broadcast the information:

"General, the last data track of the Ghost 3 is: altitude 50 meters, heading 095, speed 0.87 Mach. It has been confirmed to have crashed."

"Two seconds before the Ghost 3 crashed, the cabin pressure plummeted from 2 psi to 8 psi, equivalent to instant exposure to the Martian atmosphere."

"In other words, a massive vacuum vortex suddenly appeared near the civilian Boeing 787 for unknown reasons."

"A vacuum vortex? Is it a weapon or some kind of Orthodox magic? Damn it! What on earth did those Orthodox Russians do?" General Leon Verik asked gravely, "Are there any other important people on that civilian plane?"

"General, according to intelligence from Washington, there's a National Security Agency agent on board the Boeing 787. His codename is confidential. Also on board is a wealthy individual from South Korea's Samsung Group."

"Never mind." General Leon Verrick grabbed the communicator and said loudly:

"Ghost 1, Ghost 2, this is Thule Base, Greenland."

"Confirmed that the Boeing 787 has been classified as a Level IX air threat. Executing emergency destruction procedures. Unlock code: AT-790-2."

"You can immediately launch a high-level attack. Repeat, launch a high-level attack!"

"Ghost 1 understands."

"Ghost 2 understands."

Inside the cockpits of two F-35C fighter jets.

As the radar locked onto the Boeing 787's engine heat source on the screen, the two pilots pushed open the weapon safety cover with their left thumbs.

then.

The two F-35Cs simultaneously performed a 45-degree elevation jump, using the curvature of the earth to create a shooting window.

Two AIM-120D missiles separated from the internal bomb bay, and the friction between the missile body slides produced orange-red sparks.

After the compressed nitrogen pushes the missile to a safe distance of 15 meters, a cobalt blue flame propulsion halo appears at the tail.

The two missiles accelerated to Mach 3 within 4.0 seconds and headed towards the Boeing 787 dozens of kilometers away.

Inside the cabin of a Boeing 787.

The Orthodox Patriarch and spiritual elders were stunned by the roar from the soul.

I have no idea where it comes from.

He only felt endless pressure, and even when facing the Orthodox gods he didn't feel this kind of terror.

The pressure of being on the verge of death penetrated my body.

Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on you and save your servant!

A golden waterfall of light as thick as honey suddenly shot out from the void.

Instantly lock the coordinates of this plane.

Covering the Boeing 787 from a distance.

The strong light penetrated the distorted fuselage wall and condensed into a translucent cocoon of light around the two Orthodox people.

Protect the two of them tightly.

The light cocoon expanded instantly like flowing liquid gold, wrapping the entire Boeing 787 aircraft into glowing amber.

Fang Zuo opened his eyes angrily.

"Quack!!"

A burst of spiritual pressure passed by.

An invisible pressure swept over the two powerful figures of the Orthodox Church.

The light shield disappeared instantly.

These two are well-known figures in databases around the world.

With a "bang" sound like a balloon, the flesh and bones of the entire body turned into blood mist and bone powder, and scattered in the cabin.

Fang Zuo frowned as he looked at the unconscious Li Zhenxin and Chiba Iori, and was about to take action.

Suddenly I noticed four or two missiles approaching.

A speed of Mach 4.0.

It took only about thirty seconds from dozens of kilometers to hitting the Boeing 787.

The next moment.

Fang Zuo appeared high in the sky.

Ever since he sneaked across the border to become a gangster, and then inexplicably returned to the mountains, he continued to break through and gain experience layer by layer.

He still didn't understand to what extent the destructive power of this world's technology could compare to that of monks.

I saw the tail flames of the two missiles forming Mach rings in the thin air.

Amidst the shrieking sound tearing through the clouds.

Tungsten alloy fragments penetrated the cabin and fuel tank of the Boeing 787.

The fireball from the missile and the jet fuel explosion shattered the aluminum skin like thin paper.

A huge mushroom cloud rose in the sky.

Fang Zuo watched all this with an expressionless face.

Estimating the power of the missile explosion.

The destructive power caused by each missile is almost enough to destroy a small hill, which is equivalent to a full-strength attack from an early Jindan cultivator.

But the scary thing is.

This was launched from dozens of kilometers away.

He also knew that this was by no means the most powerful missile available.

Other missiles can even reach hundreds or thousands of kilometers.

Not to mention the cultivators in the Jindan stage, even he himself had no way of attacking so far away.

The roar of fighter jets could be heard in the distance.

Fang Zuo frowned.

In a flash, he stood on the cabin cover of an F35C fighter jet.

The pilot, who was about to investigate the crash site of the Boeing 787, suddenly saw a pair of feet in front of him.

He wiped his goggles doubtfully.

still exists.

He took off his goggles.

That’s right.

A pair of feet were standing in front of the glass cover of a fighter jet.

Everything he saw scared him to death, and he almost fainted.

Fang Zuo stepped lightly.

The F-35C fighter jet instantly broke into two pieces and fell straight down with flames and black smoke.

"Spirit...supernatural being?" Another plane in the distance saw all this from afar, and said in a trembling voice with its mouth opened as wide as it could in fear.

Push the joystick to the bottom, turn around and increase speed to escape.

At the same time, open the communicator to report to the base.

"What? A psychic? Ghost One, do you know what you're talking about?" General Leon Virick was stunned, his face quizzical. "You're saying a psychic stood on Ghost One's cabin at an altitude of 35 meters, and then simply stepped on the F-C fighter and broke it?"

"Yes, General, I saw it with my own eyes."

Leon Verrick's face kept changing, from white to red, and then from red to black.

His face twitched uncontrollably for a few times, and he finally lost control of his emotions. He quickly put the communicator to his mouth and started cursing:

"Pierre Preston, do you believe me? I'll put my pipe up your ass and then churn your intestines out, you damned guy, have you been drinking on duty again?"

The general flew into a rage: "I'm warning you, if you say anything nonsense again, I swear in the name of God that I will bring you to a military court and have you shot."

"General, I'm not drunk and I didn't see it wrongly...Ah!! He, he, he...he followed me..." Pierre Preston's trembling and terrified voice came out of the communicator.

"He he he.....He is standing on my fighter plane now..."

"Fuck you! You're lying to me! I'll send you to a prison full of black people who are 30cm long and have you pick up soap!!!" General Leon Virick roared into the communicator and raised his head.

"Quick, turn on the radar to maximum power immediately, and activate the thermal imaging scan... Target Ghost One!!!"

"No... no need, General, he's right above us..." said the secretary, pointing to the screen in front.

Just see the screen.

On the radar.

Thermal imaging.

A human figure was actually standing on an F35C fighter jet that was flying back.

It was incredibly stable while flying at high altitude.

then.

He did indeed tap his foot lightly.

The Phantom One F35C fighter jet instantly broke into two pieces like crispy French fries and fell towards Thule Air Force Base.

But the human was still hovering in the air.

"Take him down!" roared General Leon Vereker.

"Yes, General!"

The entire command room took quick action.

"Activate the land-based Aegis system..."

"AN/SPY-6 radar locked onto target..."

"A Standard Six missile carrying a kinetic particle kill vehicle was launched..."

Fang Zuo stood quietly in the air, waiting for all this to happen...

The suppression of the Heavenly Dao on him gradually increased.

His realm was slowly declining.

A wave similar to divine consciousness scanned his entire body.

Then more than a dozen missiles with long flame tails came towards him...

Fang Zuo tried his best to release his spiritual sense.

Divert all scanning waves towards him.

More than a dozen missiles drew a graceful arc in an instant and fell into the outskirts of Thule Air Force Base like headless flies.

Boom boom boom! !

As explosions rang out, more than a dozen mushroom clouds slowly rose.

"General, the GPS/INS composite guidance system shows an altitude error of -1500 meters!! The missile has no way to lock onto this mutant." The secretary shouted.

The entire military command center was in chaos.

"Should we send fighter jets into the air? General..."

"Idiot, what's the point of a fighter jet if the missile can't lock on? Activate the high-energy laser array HELIOS system and focus the fire at maximum power."

"Yes, General."

Several high-energy lasers quickly aimed at Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo felt the burning sensation.

This kind of power is not even as strong as that of a Jindan cultivator.