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In the night, a huge surface-to-air missile pulled out a bright tail flame, rushing into the night in the dazzling light.

"How." Situ Jue didn't look up, but looked down at the radar monitoring screen.

At an altitude of 28,000 kilometers, it has already rushed out of the stratosphere. Not to mention the obstruction of clouds, it is impossible to observe the phenomenon of refraction caused by the difference in air density with the naked eye.

In the detection radar, hundreds of small dots are densely packed, flickering on and off, and each dot represents an enemy aircraft.

This is the latest technology of the God Realm, thermal sensing radar. A few decades ago, infrared sensing technology was not yet developed. At that time, military radars also used electromagnetic waves to determine the location of enemy aircraft. The paint that does not perform any electromagnetic reflection was invented, and the military radar that uses electromagnetic wave reflection has lost its function.

Furthermore, the radar using electromagnetic waves cannot monitor in real time because it needs to transmit electromagnetic pulses and receive reflected waves again and again. The delay of one or two seconds does not seem to be very big, but in the ever-changing battlefield, even a delay of 0.1 seconds is not enough. Totally unacceptable.

eh Today's infrared induction radars accept heat sources.

As long as there is a heat source, infrared rays are emitted. For the human body, it may be possible to wear thermal insulation materials to avoid infrared heat induction. But for the enemy plane... the huge heat from the engine can't be avoided at all!

Situ Jue looked at the hundreds of dots in the detection radar with gloomy eyes: "Situ Lan, what are you trying to do?"

"Report to the Lord God, the surface-to-air missiles have captured the heat source of all enemy planes!"

"Report to the Lord God, the missiles are all locked on the target."

"The missile is advancing!"

"Yeah." Situ Jue nodded and said coldly, "Whatever you want to do, Situ Lan, it looks like you're going to come back without success this time."

but.

Just at the next moment, a detective looking at the radar suddenly frowned: "Strange, these enemy planes... Something is wrong."

Situ Jue frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It stands to reason that no matter whether it is a fighter or a bomber... it will not be so large as shown on the radar. If this heat signal can be released, the engine must be loaded with unimaginable weight... This is not those dozens of tons of weight. what a fighter jet should have..."

The technician had a complicated expression, "It's more like a heavy transport plane, but... who would put hundreds of transport planes above the enemy's line? Will it be fed to the enemy?"

Situ Jue was slightly taken aback.

"Forget it, forget it, the missiles are advancing at full speed!" Situ Jue had already made up his mind, no matter what Situ Lan's plan was, he just had to bomb the enemy planes directly and he would be done.

On the radar, thousands of missiles rushed towards the enemy planes like raindrops.

"Countdown to the explosion, there are five seconds left."

"Four seconds!"

As the surface-to-air missile rose, the inspectors adjusted the parameters while counting down accurately.

"Three seconds!"

Situ Jue raised his head and looked towards the sky. Although there was a barrier of night, he couldn't see the spectacular scene above the 28,000-kilometer clouds, but Situ Jue knew that the flames of the next explosion were enough to illuminate the night sky.

but.

Situ Jue looked down at the inspector: "Why don't you continue?"

As if seeing a ghost, the inspector stared at the radar in front of him with wide eyes: "No, no?"

"There's nothing left." Situ Jue asked with a frown.

"The thermal induction signal is gone." The inspector stared blankly at the radar monitoring in front of him, his voice trembling: "Damn it, hundreds of infrared signals are gone?"

"Hidden? Impossible, no matter how efficient the fighter's engine is, it must be enough to allow the weight of the entire fuselage to fly, and the heat signal it emits cannot be completely hidden, let alone hundreds of fighters... unless it is Just shut down the engine, but isn't that the crash?"

a time.

Situ Jue, who had once frightened countless opponents and seemed to be able to see all the changes on the battlefield at any time, froze in place.

"Situ Lan, what are you...what are you doing?" Situ Jue looked at the dark night in amazement.

He seemed to see that in the icy dark night, thousands of surface-to-air missiles swayed with long tail flames, rushing through the height of 28,000 kilometers like sharp arrows, chasing after the hundreds of fighter planes. Under the guidance of infrared guidance, the heat signal smashed away.

But in the next moment.

All the hundreds of fighter jets went out.

The bone-chilling cold at an altitude of 28,000 kilometers instantly took away all the heat from the engine that had stopped rotating, and the thickly frosted fuselage merged with the icy air, and the infrared-guided missile lost its target like a blind man. .

And the fighter plane that has lost its power can only...

"Crash?!"

Situ Jue seemed to understand something.

And the other side.

The immature little face looked at the dark night, and picked up the walkie-talkie expressionlessly: "Paratrooper, start diving."

The fighter plane with the engine turned off, as the soldiers in the cabin turned the joystick, the nose drooped and the **** unfolded.

Under the acceleration of gravity, those fighter planes were like huge missiles, diving down from an altitude of 28,000 kilometers.

At an altitude of 28,000 kilometers, it is indeed impossible to carry out intensive bombing.

At this height, one spit would not know where the wind was blowing. At this moment, under the control of the pilot, these fully loaded fighter planes are like huge missiles, smashing precisely towards the position below.

This is Situ Lan's paratrooper.

Paratrooper without umbrella.

Destined to be shattered.

The soldiers in the cabin who held the joystick tightly watched the ground in the night approaching quickly, without any fluctuations in their eyes.

This was a suicide attack.

but.

"Lord God," a soldier's voice suddenly appeared on the radio.

"Say." Situ Lan said lightly.

"I'm dead, will you be sad for me?" The soldier's indifferent voice trembled slightly.

"Situlan will be sad. But as a **** of war, you shouldn't be sad." Situlan's answer was somewhat inaccurate.

"I understand." In the last few seconds of the soldier's life, he suddenly said: "Please tell Lord Situlan that we did not die for the future God of War~www.wuxiaspot.com~ nor did we die for victory, but It was for the former military **** who willingly died."

"Please don't be in pain."

The voice fell.

Originally standing in the forest. Situ Lan, who looked at the sky calmly, suddenly began to tremble at this moment, a painful struggle appeared on her tender and cold face, her eyes flickered, and her indifferent eyes burst into incomparable sadness. The walkie-talkie was pinched by the little hand. of clack.

"You give it to my mother..." Situ Lan roared, trembling.

But then.

"Oh, don't dare to face the failure of the waste, don't struggle any more." Situ Lan, who was originally angry and sad, suddenly calmed down again, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said indifferently: "Let me help you become a **** of war. , isn't that why I appeared?"

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