An aggressive and hostile unidentified aircraft suddenly appeared deep in the Victoria Desert in Australia, forcing the organizers of the motocross race to immediately announce the suspension of the race due to unexpected circumstances, and urgently contacted all participating players to stop the race and evacuate as soon as possible.
Out of the desert.
In order to notify every competitor at the competition site of this announcement, the organizers of the competition lost two helicopters, six off-road vehicles and more than 20 staff members.
However, in order to save more people's lives, the organizer's staff, who took huge risks and rushed into the desert to carry out rescue and communication, were still unafraid and rushed into the vast sea of sand with a narrow escape.
"Ah!~" Boom
A participating motorcycle rider was driving his motorcycle desperately on the sand dunes. The rider only had time to look back and let out the last scream of his life before he was smashed into a ball by a blue and white beam of light.
Fireball.
A huge wave composed of sand surged up, mixed with the thick smoke formed by combustion and high-temperature gasification, forming black and yellow colors that represented despair and death.
There was only a charred black shallow pit left on the sand. Debris from the motorcycle was scattered in all directions, and the farthest one was even blown hundreds of meters away.
More than a hundred motorcycles participating in the desert cross-country competition were originally chasing each other, but now they have lost the competition to Java. In order to save their lives, these motorcycle riders are far behind in terms of speed and technology.
It exceeded the performance in the previous game.
In the sky, a triangular spike-shaped aircraft that looked like a god of death was chasing these fleeing motorcycles. From time to time, it shot out a blue-white beam of light downwards, turning a certain motorcycle and its rider into fly ash.
"Frank, hurry up, that thing is catching up again."
Frank and Phoenix, the two riders who were the first to see the star gate open, had more than once seen other riders who were escaping being blasted from behind by the mysterious beam of the UFO on the way to escape.
This GY off-road vehicle did not have a back seat. As a temporary passenger, Phoenix could only imitate the koala, a national treasure animal unique to Australia, and use a strange and incomparable posture to hug Frank from behind. The two were squeezed in.
On the narrow seat cushion.
The Honda off-road motorcycle's 600ml displacement engine bursts out with surging extreme power, racing as hard as it can on the soft sand.
If it is on a flat and hard road, its speed can be at least doubled. The crazy rotating tires lose at least nearly 40 to 50% of their power on the sand.
Boom!~
The triangular spike-shaped aircraft that was intent on harvesting human lives suddenly turned into a cloud of fire, and a deafening thunder exploded in the sky. It was even more powerful than the explosion when the motorcycle on the ground was hit by the particle beam cannon.
The next second later, people on the ground heard the huge roar coming from far and near.
"my God!"
Although if a big man climbs on his companion and pretends to be a koala, Harley motorcycle rider Phoenix takes the initiative to take on the responsibility of seeing and listening in all directions. The reason why their combination can survive to this day is that Phoenix and Phoenix pay close attention to the aircraft.
It is not unrelated to UFOs seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.
Hearing an inexplicable loud noise behind him, Phoenix turned his head to look at the sky, his eyes immediately widened, and he let out a cry of surprise.
The lingering UFO dragged a trail of smoke and fell crookedly to the ground. A white smoke trail could be seen near the smoke cloud that had not completely dispersed, extending to the distant sky.
"It's a fighter! Frank, look, we are a fighter! God! We are saved!"
Phoenix stared at the sky with his eyes wide open and shouted inexplicably excitedly.
Two small black spots appeared in the cloudless blue sky, approaching at an astonishing high speed.
"The Evil Spirit team successfully shot down a UFO!"
The Royal Australian Air Force happened to have an F/A-18 "Hornet" squadron resting at the Pierce Air Force Training Base near the western city of Perth. After receiving the order from the Air Force Command, it immediately sent a team to Victoria with bombs.
Big desert.
"This is Pierce. You only have 5 minutes to stay. Please cover the civilians and evacuate as far away as possible."
When the strategic nuclear submarines of China and the United States launched ballistic missiles simultaneously in the South China Sea and the Pacific Ocean, the Australian military also took great risks and sent fighter squadrons to cover the evacuation of its own civilians, striving to rescue as many as possible.
As for the depths of the Victoria Desert, they can only be bombarded indiscriminately by nuclear warheads from China and the United States, and Australia has accepted its fate.
The worst case scenario is that a few politicians from the government will be brought in to take the blame, and the nuclear test will be announced to the outside world, followed by several fake investigations and fake international sanctions from the International Atomic Energy Agency.
After a few years, this rumor will naturally pass away. Time is the best way to erase all evidence and traces.
"The 'Evil Spirit' team received it! Wingman 'Evil Spirit B', prepare JAS** (Joint Air Surface Standoff Missile), joint guidance lock is completed, countdown to launch, 3, 2, 1! Launch!"
After the lead aircraft, Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, completed a successful over-the-horizon attack, he glanced at Lieutenant Colonel Terry in the cockpit of the right wingman and lightly pressed the launch button of the AGM-158 air-to-surface missile.
A thick missile on the central axis of the belly of the two F/A-18 "Hornet" aircraft immediately broke away. After falling for tens of meters, long blue flames shot out from the tail, and at the same time, a pair of missiles slowly spread out.
Wings, flying straight ahead at high speed.
From a distance, the two missiles look like two small airplanes.
As a subsonic air-to-ground missile, the AGM-158 has a range of up to 320 kilometers. One of the two missiles launched this time uses a shaped energy armor-piercing warhead, and the other is an armor-piercing projectile.
Their target is the stargate defense cover dozens of kilometers ahead, which is glowing with a faint light blue honeycomb-shaped light film.
In fact, the Australian military and the "Inquisition" do not expect these two missiles to successfully destroy the opponent's defensive shield. The significance of the tactical attack is somewhat similar to a medical "skin test", which uses different attack methods to collect data on the defensive shield.
To confirm how much intensity of firepower output the combat forces of various countries need to prepare to completely defeat this extremely hard turtle shell after the battle officially begins.
"Complete the launch, 'Evil Spirit B' discovered enemy aircraft, there are many of them, uh, God, sir, take care of my family for me, I love them! Boom!"
A blue-white beam spanned a long distance and hit the wingman of the F/A-18 "Hornet" team with lightning speed. Only the wingman "Wraith B" pilot Lieutenant Colonel Terry's radio communication channel was left.
The sound of a hurried voice expressing his last words echoed.
"Oh no! Terry!"
The lead pilot, Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, exclaimed in surprise. He immediately pressed the control stick to the left and pushed the throttle pushrod with all his strength. The "Bornet" quickly made a half-sharp turn to the left and deviated from the original route.
, and constantly switched between snake maneuvers and barrel roll maneuvers to avoid the upcoming attack.
Two particle beams were fired one after another, but the lead aircraft, which had been on guard for a long time, successfully avoided them while rolling over with a large amount of G.
On the main radar screen of the cockpit instrument panel in front of Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, enemy aircraft light spots verified by the IFF identification friend or foe mechanism appeared one after another.
I don't know why, but the "Hornet" proactively identified these mysterious aircraft that Lieutenant Colonel Marcus had never seen or even heard of, just like it did when it launched an air-to-air missile attack just now.
In the direction of the three officially opened stargates, more triangular spike-shaped aircraft "Dust Bee" unmanned reconnaissance aircraft emerged from the light blue defensive cover.
These aircraft, which are no larger than a sedan in size and weight, are universal reconnaissance aircraft of the Third Age civilization. The particle beam cannon they carry is enough to pose a threat to any individual ground unit. They previously performed "clearance" missions to hunt down motorcycle contestants.
It is this reconnaissance aircraft.
There were even three Kamru interceptors mixed in the formation of more than a dozen triangular spike-shaped "Dust Bee" unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, which were charging menacingly at the only remaining "Hornet".
"No, no! God! Have you abandoned us?"
Phoenix and Frank, the motorcycle riders who had just breathed a sigh of relief, witnessed with their own eyes the whole process of one of their country's air force fighter jets being blown up by a volley, and they both let out desperate wails in unison.
The numbers of both the enemy and ourselves have left no doubt about the outcome of the battle.
Ten seconds later, two huge fireballs suddenly exploded outside the huge light blue energy defense cover. After breaking away from the fighter formation, two AGM-158 air-to-surface missiles accurately hit the defense cover as planned.
It's just that the "Dust Bees" and "Kamru" who have broken out of the defensive cover, as well as the Third Age vanguard troops and intelligent robot troops inside the defensive cover, are not even interested in turning their eyes and taking a look.
The defensive shield that vaguely showed the veins of a honeycomb didn't even sway, and the flowing light was not disturbed by any abnormality and was still rippling leisurely.
Just like two flies hitting the glass, the two air-to-ground missiles were shattered to pieces, but they did not shake the target at all, and did not play any role at all. It seems that the strength of the defense shield connected by these three large star gates is stronger than that of humans in the world today.
imagination.
"'Evil Spirit A'! The time is up, please evacuate immediately!"
The voice of the communications officer at Pierce Air Force Training Base rang out from Lieutenant Colonel Marcus's aviation helmet.
"Copy that! I'll be right away!"
Marcus stared expressionlessly in front of the nose of the plane, and quickly activated the "sidewinders" on the wingtips and under the wings.
From the corner of my eye, the participating motorcycle riders on the ground were still trying their best to escape out of the desert on their motorcycles. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)