The large group of B-52 bomber is still bumpy in the wind and rain. At the same time, they are also looking for the damn goal they want to attack, the largest city of the demons, Temple Withalis.
In the bumpy storm, the driver of an Airangle Empire B-52 bomber frowned, and a strange feedback appeared on his display.
"This is the No. 3 leader, this is the No. 3 leader ... My radar may have a serious failure ..." He looked at the storm in front of him, and looked down at the dashboard in front of him.
He pulled out another hand and clicked several buttons on his manipulation panel, and did not adjust his navigation radar to the right state.
So he pressed the communication switch again, accompanied by the sound of Zi La La, he continued to report the problem of his navigation radar: "This is the No. 3 leader, this is the No. 3 leader! Mine
Navigation radars may fail, my navigation radar may fail! "
"Pilotry No. 3! This is the pilot No. 2! My radar is also a problem! Its scary of the echo! It seems to be everywhere!" The pilot of the pilot 2 also reported at this time.
"My radar also has a problem! It tells me that there is a wall in front of me! But my height shows that I still have at least 7,000 meters from the ground!"
In the headset.
"Call the leader No. 3! Call the leader No. 3! My radar is also a problem, showing that there are huge obstacles in front of it! The visibility may be too low, I can’t determine whether the radar is accurate!"
"Just kidding! Floating City cannot have such a large radar launch area! Even a mountain, it is impossible to make the radar echo so huge." The driver on the pilot No. 3 helplessly adjusted the radar again.
Now his radar shows that in front of him, there is an unprecedented huge obstacle, but through his own cockpit windshield, he saw nothing.
In the distance, there was still a flash of thunder, and still the wind and rain, but what I didn't see was the damn obstacle!
"I still can't see anything!" The driver pressed the calls irritably and complained to his companion: "Next time you should let those diligently check it. Recently, we frequently bombed.
I didn't get up seriously. "
"This is impossible! Pilotry No. 3! If there is a problem with a radar, it is likely to be a failure. The same failure occurs together in the two radars together.
Do you think it is possible? "The pilot of the Pilot 2 questioned on the channel.
"Not three radar, it is four ... The radar of the pilot No. 1 also has the same problems! Pay attention to observe the front! Find the problem immediately!" In the headset, the captain of the pilot No. 1 also reported himself at this time he also reported himself to himself.
The radar problem.
"Piloter No. 2 understands!" The pilot on the pilot No. 2 answered carefully.
"Pilotry No. 3 understands!" The pilot on the pilot No. 3 glanced at his radar screen and replied a little helplessly.
According to the navigation map on the plane, they are not far from Withalilan, and they should already see that goal. Twelve Literature Network
But now their flight height is about 9000 meters, and there are abnormal black clouds everywhere, which seriously affects their sight.
Suddenly, the driver No. 1, the leader of the pilot B-52 bomber, saw that his own cockpit front windshield glass seemed to fall into some rain.
He frowned slightly, and then realized that they should not have such raindrops! They were at the top of this strange airflow. This is the rolling cloud that was oppressed and squeezed. The clouds of rain should be below.
Realizing this problem, he looked at his windshield carefully, and then saw that it was not his own glass and landed on the rain, but the clouds in the distance, and the terrible lightning and tornado.
The things were twisted and refracted.
"What's the matter ... I X!" He suddenly realized something, and then held down the communication line inside and outside the plane at the same time: "I am the pilot No. 1! I am the leader No. 1! Lost the bomb!
The bomb was lost! Pull up! Turn it! Quick! "
"What is the situation?" Just raised his head from his own fault radar screen.
Before he figured out what the situation was, he saw that the B-52 bomber flying on the left side of him took the 500 kilograms hanging under the wing, all of which were thrown away.
The pilot No. 2 bomber was only one second late, and at the same time, he began to throw all the aviation bombs he could throw away.
Two B-52 bombers began to raise the head up one after the other, and then they were still mobile on the left side. The clumsy body of the B-52 was already the maximum that the aircraft could make it.
Mobility.
What to do ... The driver on the pilot No. 3 plane still wanted to confirm what happened. As a result, the computer prompt sound suddenly: "Pull up! Pull up! Your height is too low to be too low. Your height is too low.
! Pull up! Pull up! Your height is too low! "
"I X!" In subconscious, the pilots on the pilot No. 3 pulled back their control rods with all their best, even if it helped the system, he still felt that the fucking rod was extremely heavy.
The next second, he saw that the air flow outside the windshield was broken, and when he saw something cut into two halves, he seemed to be blocked by the other side!
"Boom!" The B-52 bomber hit directly on an invisible wall, and the explosion became a flame. As if it hit the ground straight, the wreckage splashed everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, the No. 4 bombers also hit this sturdy and invisible transparent wall. The explosion on the side of the wall did not affect the other side of the wall.
"Pull up!" The captain of the Pilot 1 tightly pulled his own plane's manipulation rod, and the last bomb that was thrown, because inertia also hit the invisible wall and exploded.
"Obstacles in front! Obstacles! Pull up! Pull up!" In the plane's cockpit, the computer's prompt sound kept repeating, and the red warning light was constantly flashing.
"Sir... I'm sorry... I'm very honored to be able to fight alongside you!" The voice of the pilot of Navigator 2 came through the earphones mixed with interference.