Dawn of a New Era

Just as Chen Shouyi and Song Tingting were chatting.

At the airport of a military base in Beijing, a battle formation consisting of three old bombers full of fuel and twelve old fighters, in turn, roared into the air and flew to a Southeast Asian country for special tasks.

Inside one of the bombers:

"The flight altitude is 10,000 meters and the speed is Mach 0.6. It is expected to arrive in three hours," said the deputy captain.

"The weather is fine, the landmarks are clear, there is no departure from the course, everything is normal!" Said the first pilot.

The bomber was not civil aviation, with a total of six crew members.

In addition to the pilot and deputy captains, there are also the first pilot, the second pilot, the first shooter, and the second shooter.

Of course, Daxia's state-of-the-art bomber crew has been reduced to four.

However, this bomber belongs to the old antiques of the 1970s. It has been retired for more than 20 years, and it was not pulled out of the storage again until the change.

After a large-scale transformation, such as replacing the original low-pressure engine, replacing it with a supercharged engine, dismantling various electronic instruments, communication equipment, and replacing with various mechanical instruments, they flew into the sky again.

The operation is more complicated and more manpower is required.

This is probably the case with all aircraft today.

Except that the power is jet, the technology is basically the same as the aircraft of the early World War II.

The aircraft naturally does not have any satellite navigation. Everything is judged by human eyes and the personal experience of the pilot. Fortunately, there are high-definition military maps for comparison, but there is no need to worry about trekking.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent.

Only the loud noise of the engine in the cabin hummed.

Everyone knows what they do?

This trip to Southeast Asia is to deter the **** of order and open up a second battlefield.

If the Savage God appears, he will be able to consume his strength in advance and shift his attention to Southeast Asia. This will reduce the resistance in the East China Sea war. If the Savage God is deterred by a nuclear bomb, he ca n’t shrink his head, and can even negotiate and persecute Savage God's tentacles withdrew from the Great Xia Kingdom, reducing war casualties.

To a certain extent, this kind of brutal **** with a basic disk abroad is easier for Daxia to deal with, at least without retreating, making decisions at the upper level, without having to bear huge political pressure, and specifically implementing people It can also reduce psychological stress.

Soon, there was a calm sea below the fuselage. The sun was shining on the sea, reflecting a golden light, and occasionally there were sporadic islands in it.

A solitary warship floated on the sea.

"It is a 053c guided missile destroyer!" The pilot retracted the telescope and sank.

After the transformation, the warships lost power, and many warships performing tasks at sea became ghost ships wandering around.

"I don't know if anyone is alive, it's been a year!" The shooter said.

"There must be someone else alive!" Said the captain. "Write down the location and report it if we can come back safely."

The pilot quickly took out the map and carefully marked it.

The flight was smooth and did not attract the slightest attention. Occasionally, one or two ferocious birds stolen from another world were scattered by the fighter jets in advance.

After an hour and a half, the small islands around the target were already faintly visible.

Fly in formation and immediately fly to a higher altitude.

...

It happened to be noon.

In the largest city in a Southeast Asian country, the sun is shrouded in white clouds like fish scales that hang high in the sky.

Here the gods and humans live in order.

A strong barbarian sat on a terrible alien beast, strolled on the street, and watched the surrounding pedestrians concede.

This is the new world they occupy. These lowly and weak races, if not constrained by the church, are all the best slaves.

They should mourn and mourn under the whip, not the glory of the great **** of order, like them.

The **** of order is too kind.

Of course, this was his flash of thought, and he did not dare to betray his decision.

Even just thinking about it.

"Noble Master, this is your first visit to the earth. Do you need a guide?" A small Southeast Asian leaned to the side and said in a common language, "Just one hundred pesos."

The barbarian glanced at him in disgust, and could not help but said, "How do you know?"

"Master here, but no one will wear animal skin!"

The barbarian glanced down at the animal skin of an extraordinary creature with a flash of anger in his eyes: "This is the glory of the soldier, it can protect me, not the frivolous and lowly linen on your humans."

Southeast Asians knelt down in a hurry, kept hoeing, and some regretted that they talked a lot.

Barbarians really kill people. The only punishment for killing a civilian is a small amount of fine, which is often left unnoticed. He is not a human priest, nor a warrior, but a low-level civilian, and no one will take the lead for him.

The barbarian finally remembered that he really needed a guide ~ www.readwn.com ~ The city here was too big. He could not find it by himself. He immediately restrained his anger and said lightly:

"Come up, I heard there are good weapons here, especially that‘ bow ’, take me to see!”

These lowly races still have advantages. For example, they can make sharp and lightweight weapons and various exquisite and admirable decorations. Of course, the latter, as a pure warrior, is not insignificant.

"Yes, yes, noble master." Southeast Asians quickly stood up, frightened, and their backs were wet.

Then he dared not say much.

They passed by a square, a huge and lifelike idol, standing in the center, majestic overlooking the earth.

Many humans are kneeling under the statue, praying, and the atmosphere is solemn.

Seeing this, the barbarian quickly got down from the war beast, knelt down on the ground, and prayed in a low voice.

The human guide next to him was even more devout.

The same belief made him change a lot about these lowly human beings, and he decided in his heart not to deduct his reward at that time.

My heart was thinking, just then, a sharp whistle came from the top of my head.

He looked up blankly into the sky, and saw a dark spot, falling from a height, and his voice became louder and louder soon.

Pedestrians who had prayed in the square began to scream, like scattered headless flies, rushing away, speaking incomprehensible language.

Looking at all this, he felt a strong sense of panic, as if the end was coming.

"What happened?"

The next moment, an inexplicable light, swallowed him in an instant.

ps: Sorry, my head is a little drowsy today, there is only one chapter.