A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 91 B3 - Sky Fortress!
Haicheng.

Mojia Village.

Mojia Village was still very lively at night.

Pang Keming sat in the guard room of the construction site, acting as the old guard, keeping an eye on those who wanted to break in.

Liao Xiucheng was beside him, acting as a security officer, keeping an eye on those who didn't wear hats, and then giving them a big love fight.

On the construction site not far away, Mo Yu was checking the details of the factory building.

After nearly two months of crazy overtime work, the factory building has been completely completed, and there are still a few small details that need to be adjusted.

After the adjustment is completed, the second set of equipment can be transferred.

In this way, you have two systems and double your productivity!
And double the joy.

After checking the basics and explaining all the areas that needed to be modified, Mo Yu opened the live broadcast room and pointed the camera at the construction site.

The news of his broadcast was accurately pushed to the concerned fans by Station D. In a short time, there were more than 1 people in the live broadcast room.

As soon as the troll netizens got in, they started asking crazy questions, and of course, there were also the little Huahua who gave crazy rewards.

[Qingfeng Aoyue rewards a small red flower! 】

[I didn’t get out of bed for three days and three nights to reward you with a little red flower! 】

[The automatic vibrating knife monster rewards you with a small red flower! 】

Looking at the little red flowers growing little by little, Mo Yu closed the reward channel with a dark face.

The little red flowers you get when you sign in to the system cost only a penny for ten of them!

That's it, why not just tuck it under your fingernails!
——"Anchor! Why are you free to broadcast live today? By the way, you disappeared from the Meicheng Air Show for so many days. What were you doing?"

——"Brother, where is the plane you are talking about? I just arrived at the air show yesterday, and the hair is gone!"

——"Brother! Did you come back from Mars? You just arrived yesterday?"

——"I went camping to experience life! My friend found me the day before yesterday, and I didn't know the news. I hurriedly rushed, but it was still too late!"

——"I'll give you a 9! Because the 6 is turned over!"

——"Brother, what do you do at this construction site? Isn't it good for you to take photos so arrogantly?"

——"It's not bad for us, but it's nothing bad for him!"

——"Yes! Show it to us, it means this thing doesn't need to be kept secret!"

——"Maybe it's useless for us to read it, because the knowledge will just pass through your brain without leaving any traces!"

--"roll!"

After holding up the live broadcast mobile phone and turning around in a circle, Mo Yu walked to the guard room, found a good seat to sit down, and then turned on the computer in the guard room.

Climb to the D station on the external network and use America Air Force as the keyword search, and a live broadcast room pops up.

Click.

Inside is old friend Santos!

Pointing the live broadcast phone at the computer screen, Mo Yu watched it with gusto.

Look at how this person blows.

The old-fashioned 800x600 monitor, and then shot with a mobile phone, the picture quality made the people in the live broadcast room uneasy!
——"Do you want to use a landline phone to shoot the live broadcast?"

——"Brother! I have a door lock from 20 years ago!"

——"My house has a 200-year-old deadbolt!"

——"Gan! I'm going to use the computer to double-enable it!"

In America's live broadcast room, Santos was wearing a gentleman's long tuxedo suit, which gave him a more scholarly air.

At this moment, the Confucian general was talking on the podium.

"So, to sum up, we decided to build a new defense system called an integrated air and space strategy!"

"Now, let us! Come and invite our protagonist! B3-Sky Fortress!"

Speaking loudly, Santos turned his body sideways and slowly retreated to the left side of the stage, and the obstructing podium also moved slowly.The eyesore got out of the way, the venue lights suddenly went out, and the big screen behind the stage suddenly lit up.

The pure white light blinded the reporters.

After the light, there is a cloud.

The naked-eye 3D picture makes the clouds appear.

The expensive speakers started working, and the whistling wind sounded, making people feel like they were thousands of meters above, side by side with the clouds.

Suddenly, the solid white cloud ahead seemed to hit an iceberg and was torn into half.

At the same time, a gray-black thing shot out of the clouds.

The gray-black body, sharp front face, and slightly square shape make this thing look like a sports car flying in the air.

However, sports cars are not that big!Not even able to fly!
The camera approached this behemoth, and then began to slowly move upward. From a high place, the people present finally saw the whole thing clearly.

"Oh! My God! What is this? An alien?"

"This is a human creation? It's incredible!"

"Could it be! We, America, have already mastered such technology?"

"Oh my God! How many times has our technological generation difference changed?"

Exclamations came one after another. Santos proudly gave a thumbs up to Minette on the other side of the stage. At the same time, he whispered silently with his lips:
"Isn't it awesome? Much better than your last CG!"

Minette rolled her eyes, put on her 3D glasses, and looked at the big screen.

What comes into view, from a height, looks a lot like a Bugatti sports car called the W16.

In place of the four wheels are four huge turbine engines, spewing energy crazily downwards.

In the center area is a larger turbine!

However, there was only the whirring sound of the wind in the earphones, and there was no sound of the turbine running at high speed.

Even after this big guy slowly passed the line of sight, the front of it began to slowly become transparent.

Finally, just become invisible!

Disappeared from sight!

But the camera didn't disappear. The camera turned around, slowly moved forward, and then got inside the big guy.

Combatants wearing black special operations armor shuttled through the passages, followed by ordinary clerks.

The camera follows a clerk and finally arrives at the command center.

The beautiful female clerk stepped forward and handed over the document in her hand, "Captain! Coordinates -107.529641, 41.931371, there is a terrorist attack!"

After taking the file and flipping through it for a moment, the captain raised his hand to open the virtual map, and the corresponding location appeared on the map.

Click it with your right index finger, and a prompt will pop up.

[Mark the target point as the destination? 】

Captain's choice is yes.

After doing all this, he pressed the communicator in his ear.

"B3A air and space fighter-bombers are dispatched! Control the scene! We will be there shortly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, through the porthole in front of the control room, a dozen aircraft could be seen dragging Mach rings and disappearing from sight.

The next second, there was an obvious shaking feeling in the camera, and then there was a strong pushing feeling on the back.

The surrounding clouds were receding rapidly.

B3 Sky Fortress has accelerated!

At the edge of the stage, Santos raised his right hand, flicked the microphone with one finger, drew attention to himself, and said in a gentle voice:
"Commander Mo! I specially sent you an invitation!"

"So, I know you are watching this conference too!"

"What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)