Marvel's Cultivator

There was a wave of clouds in the white sea of ​​clouds, and only a dull sound was heard. Stark rushed out of the sea of ​​clouds in his battle suit. The fighter jets flung away.

"The target is supersonic, I locked him!" Pilot No. [-] reported.

While reporting, he pressed the switch to launch the missile.

The side magazine of the fighter plane was opened immediately, and a missile flew towards the suit with a long tail flame.

The theoretical speed of the missile is far greater than the maximum speed of the No. [-] suit. The distance between the missile and the suit is rapidly closing, and the alarm system of the suit also issued an alarm.

Jarvis reported: "Missile approaching!"

Although the battle suit is strong, it is still difficult to face missiles. Stark immediately ordered: "Infrared!"

Immediately, a small disc protruded from the thigh of the battle suit, and fired more than ten disruptor shells.

Although the jamming bombs were useful, the distance between the two was too close. With a loud bang, the missile exploded behind Stark, and the shock wave generated by the explosion caused the suit to lose its balance instantly.

"Wow-oh!" Stark controlled the suit, constantly adjusted his posture in the air, quickly regained his balance, and continued to fly forward.

Looking at the flames of the explosion, at first glance, he thought he had hit the target, but then, the driver saw a UFO flying out of the thick smoke: "Wait! The target just performed infrared interference!"

The pilot who failed in one hit was naturally not reconciled. It was hard to come to a mission in this peaceful age. Thousands of hours were not spent in vain. How could he allow the other party to escape.

He continued to control the plane to aim the triangular green front sight at the target, and pressed the button of the machine gun. With bursts of fire flashing, an m61a2 Vulcan machine gun mounted on the fighter plane began to pour firepower, each with a 20mm caliber The shells roared away.

Although the target of the battle suit is very small, how can a pilot who can fly an f22 "Raptor" fighter plane be an idle person? The shells whizzed past Stark. Although Stark kept maneuvering to avoid it, he was still wiped by the shells. In the middle of the battle, golden sparks rose from the battle armor.

The No. [-] battle armor is mainly made of aerospace gold-titanium alloy, but it can't withstand the repeated attacks of the machine guns. After thinking for a while, Stark immediately ordered: "Spread the ailerons!"

The ailerons spread out, and immediately there was a huge resistance, causing the suit to slow down instantly, as if it had stopped in the air.

Seeing this, the two chasing F22s immediately dodged to the left and right, and Stark just passed through the middle of the two fighters and disappeared from the pilot's field of vision.

"My God...!"

Stark's frenzied maneuvers startled the pilot, and he almost hit him. Although the fighter jet is so strong, its strength is very fragile. Even if it hits a baseball at this speed, the glass would crack, not to mention It's also a strange flying object that can't be damaged by machine guns.

If this is installed, the plane will definitely be destroyed. Although it can be parachuted in time, for a pilot, this is not honorable at all.

"Tracking failed, sir!" The headquarters was in a hurry again, and they found that the target had disappeared! The most terrifying thing is not to find UFOs, but the most frightening thing is that the flying objects disappear inexplicably, and no one knows where they will go, maybe The Statue of Liberty, or the Statue of Liberty, whichever was bombed is a big deal!

"Where did that thing go, search quickly!"

"Satellite imagery gone too!"

This is off the coast of the United States. It's terrible. The first and second world wars failed to threaten the mainland of the United States. If there is a missile attack, the top must be the first and he will sacrifice to heaven!

"That can't be an unmanned aircraft." The pilot said, this kind of maneuver cannot be done by an aircraft!

"What's that?" asked the officer.

"I didn't see anything, whatever, it was just killed," the pilot said.

"I think the target has been cleared, sir." The thing just now should be a missile, and it probably lost power just now.

Hearing the pilot's report, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the officer ordered: "Report the location and return to the base."

"receive."

The pilot pulled the control lever with a relaxed face, and habitually looked to the left. He saw a golden and red humanoid object lying on the bottom of the No. [-] aircraft, his expression froze instantly, and his eyes widened!

"Plane No. [-]! Under your fuselage, it seems... is a person." The pilot's words made the atmosphere of the headquarters, which was relieved, tense again. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the display screen in front of them. .

"Throw him off! Flip, flip quickly!" Pilot No. [-] shouted eagerly.

The pilot of the No. [-] aircraft heard the instruction from the No. [-], and turned the joystick to the side, and the fighter immediately began to roll.

"Oh—!" Stark was about to vomit now, so he let go of his hands so as not to vomit in his battle suit. The suit flew backwards and almost hit the fighter plane.

At this time, Liu Yuan looked at the busy telegrams around him and felt that things seemed to be getting worse. He flew to Stark and asked, "Tony, things seem to be getting worse."

"A little bit." Stark agreed. He was attacked by a fighter jet just now, and experienced a high-altitude roll. His head was a little buzzing, and he felt uncomfortable all over. Can't stand it.

"Liu, you should take me back." He really needs a good rest now.

"Okay." Liu Yuan pinched his breath, slapped Stark's battle clothes with his palm, then grabbed Stark with his backhand, and pulled him onto the sword.

Although the sword is small, it is actually supported by the real essence, so you don't have to worry about falling if you sleep on it.

Under the protection of the true essence, Stark suddenly felt much better.He opened his eyes and looked, startled: "Oh! God!"

I am sitting on Liu Yuan's flying sword at this time, this anti-physical flying method feels a little dangling!

Stark turned his head away from looking down, looked at the relaxed Liu Yuan and said, "I want to go to the bathroom!"

If he didn't go back, he would have to vomit.

Liu Yuan also sensed his thoughts, pinched a spell in his hand, and sent Stark back to the villa at sub-light speed.

As soon as he arrived at the living room of the villa, Stark immediately took off his helmet and threw it on the sofa, and rushed into the bathroom.

"He's gone!" said the pilot in panic.

Cold sweat broke out on the chief's head. This is not a joke. He quickly ordered: "Let the fighter jets and high-altitude reconnaissance planes at the nearby airport scramble into the air, contact various agencies, and find the UFO!"

Rhodes was also a little panicked. He walked around anxiously, looked up at the map on the screen, and then lowered his head to think of a way.

At this moment, the adjutant picked up the phone and asked, "Do you want to notify the White House and the Pentagon?"

Such a big matter must be reported as soon as possible, otherwise, if the president is bombed, where will the country face?

Rhodes thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call first."

After speaking, he took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed Stark's number.