One Thousand Seventy-Nine Obstacles

A large group of B-52 bombers are still tossing in the wind and rain. At the same time, they are also looking for the damn target they want to attack, the largest city of the demons, the Temple of Wittholans.

In the turbulent wind and rain, the pilot of an Irish B-52 bomber frowned, and a strange feedback appeared on his monitor.

"This is Navigator 3, here is Navigator 3... My radar may have a serious failure..." He looked at the storm directly in front of him, and then looked down at the dashboard in front of him.

He took out another hand and clicked several buttons on his control panel, but he couldn't adjust his navigation radar to the correct state.

So he pressed the communication switch again, and with the sound of hissing, he continued to report the problem with his navigation radar: "This is Navigator 3, and this is Navigator 3! My The nav radar may be malfunctioning, my nav radar may be malfunctioning!"

"Navier 3! This is Navigator 2! My radar has a problem too! Its echoes are scary! It seems that there are echoes everywhere!" The pilot of Navigator 2 also reported at this time.

"My radar also has a problem! It told me that there is a wall in front of me! But my altitude shows that I am still at least 7,000 meters above the ground!" The voice of the pilot of Navigator 4 was a little surprised. into the headset.

"Call Navigator No. 3! Call Navigator No. 3! My radar also has a problem, and it shows that there is a huge obstacle ahead! Maybe the visibility is too low, and I have no way to determine whether the radar is accurate!"

"Just kidding! It is impossible for the floating city to have such a large radar emission area! Even if it is a mountain, it is impossible for the radar echo to be so huge." The pilot on the Navigator 3 adjusted the radar again helplessly.

Now his radar showed that there was an unprecedentedly huge obstacle directly in front of him, but he saw nothing through the windshield of his cockpit.

There is still lightning and thunder in the distance, and it is still stormy, but the only thing missing is that damned obstacle!

"I still can't see anything!" The driver pressed the communicator irritably, and complained to his companion: "Next time, I should ask those ground crews to check carefully. We have frequently bombed recently, and they have too much work. It's starting to get less serious."

"That's impossible! Navigator 3! If there is a problem with one radar, it is likely to be a fault. The probability of two radars having the same fault at the same time is so low that it can be ignored! Now we have three radars that have problems together , do you think it is possible?" the pilot of Navigator 2 questioned in the channel.

"It's not three radars, it's four... The radar of Navigator 1 also has the same problem! Pay attention to the front! If you find any problems, report back immediately!" Inside the headset, the captain of Navigator 1 also reported himself at this time radar problems.

"Navigator 2 understands!" The pilot on Navigator 2 replied cautiously.

"Navigator 3 understands!" The pilot on Navigator 3 glanced at his radar screen and replied a little helplessly.

According to the analysis of the navigation map on the plane, they are now not far from Whithorn, and they should already be able to see the target.

But now they are flying at an altitude of about 9,000 meters, and abnormal dark clouds are everywhere, seriously affecting their sight.

Suddenly, the pilot of Navigator 1, that is, the captain of the Navigator B-52 bomber, saw some rainwater falling on the front windshield of his cockpit.

He frowned slightly, and then realized that at their height, there shouldn't be such raindrops! They were at the top of this strange air flow, where the cirrus clouds were pushed up, and the rain clouds should be below.

Realizing this problem, he carefully looked at his windshield, and then saw that it was not the rain that fell on his glass, but the clouds in the distance, as well as the terrible lightning and tornado, which seemed to be caused by something Things twisted and refracted a bit.

"What's going on... I'm X!" He suddenly realized something, and then pressed the communication lines inside and outside his plane at the same time: "I'm Navigator One! I'm Navigator One! Throw the bomb! Bomb lost! Pull up! Turn around! Quick!"

"What's the situation?" Just raised his head from his malfunctioning radar screen, the pilot of Navigator 3 was confused when he heard the order.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw that the B-52 bomber flying to his left dropped all the 500 kg bombs hanging under the wing.

The Navigator 2 bomber was only a second behind, and at the same time began to drop all the aerial bombs it could drop.

The two B-52 bombers began to raise their noses upwards one after the other, and then maneuvered sharply to the left. With the B-52's clumsy fuselage, this is already the maximum maneuvering action that this aircraft can make.

What's going on... The pilot on Navigator No. 3 wanted to confirm what happened, but the computer prompt sounded abruptly on his plane: "Pull up! Pull up! Your altitude is too low ! Pull up! Pull up! You are too low!"

"I X!" Subconsciously, the pilot on Navigator 3 pulled his joystick back with all his strength. Even with the assist system, he still felt the extremely heavy weight of the joystick.

In the next second, he saw the airflow outside the windshield was shattered, saw the storm being cut in half by something, and saw that the lightning seemed to be blocked by something on the other side!

"Boom!" The B-52 bomber directly hit an invisible wall and exploded into a ball of flames. It was as if it hit the ground directly, and the wreckage splashed everywhere in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the Navigator 4 bomber also crashed into this solid invisible transparent wall, and exploded on this side of the wall, but did not affect the other side of the wall at all.

"Pull it up!" The pilot of Navigator 1 tightly pulled the joystick of his plane, and the last bomb that was thrown down also hit the invisible wall and exploded due to inertia.

"Obstacle ahead! Obstacle ahead! Pull up! Pull up!" In the cockpit of the plane, the computer's prompt sound kept repeating, and the red warning light kept flashing.

"Sir... I'm sorry... I'm very honored to be able to fight with you!" In the earphone, the voice of the captain of Navigator 2 was mixed with interference.