Chapter 606: Raccoon Bomber Squadron

Snap! Snap! The little paws moved the complicated switches to start the bomber's equipment. This was not memorized from the manual, but the goggles and computer prompts of the operating procedures. Very professional.

Feng Xiaoer was lying on the wing of a fighter plane, eating ice cream, while eating, he watched the little raccoons die. Look, look, what's the point of you waving your paws with your head exposed? Alas, young beast, when I was young, I was so active and playful, but now I have seen through it.

The two little raccoons acting as pilots started eight engines and gradually pushed the throttle...

The huge noise of the engine made the four evil cats unbearable and had to get into the civet cat helicopter. Only Feng Xiaoer was still lying on the wing of an Eagle Empire Air Force fighter plane eating ice cream. He felt refreshed when his big tongue licked it, and he didn't care that the strong wind blew the dog's hair in the wind.

The engine thrust was getting stronger and stronger. With a whoosh, the ice cream was blown away by the wind, leaving only the tube in his hand.

"Woof woof!"

The huge roar drowned out the barking of dogs. The engine of the Type 52 bomber was not better than that of the Ark. The sound was enough to drive people crazy. Fortunately, the bomber slowly slid out of the apron and slid towards the head of the runway. Only Feng Xiaoer was left jumping and jumping on the fighter to seek justice for his ice cream. The raccoon on the side thought that Feng Xiaoer was reluctant to let him go to the sky, so he waved his claws to signal.

"Squeak!"

The raccoons in the cockpit were very excited. They all felt like they were driving the legendary space battleship. Listen to how pleasant the engine roar was, look at the scenery slowly sliding outside the cockpit glass, and feel the obvious vibration of the bomber, which made the raccoons excited and wanted to go to the sky immediately to show their abilities.

If there were humans who saw this scene, I don't know what they would think. The bomber designed and manufactured by humans is now operated by a group of raccoons...

The huge bomber slid all the way to the end of the runway and then turned and slid to the runway. After aligning with the runway, the bomber stopped steadily. This was in accordance with national practice to communicate with the tower to prepare for takeoff.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

It means 'Raccoon bombing squadron is ready to take off'.

"We can take off."

I don't know which bored mechanical soldier shouted in the communicator, quite cooperative, very commander-like temperament.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The little paw pushed the throttle control device to the maximum, the engine roared and the plane vibrated, the little raccoon whose fur had not yet grown fully released the landing gear brake system, and the bomber began to taxi and the speed was getting faster and faster. The Type 52 bomber is very large and loaded with bombs, so the take-off distance required is very long. If it is an ordinary small airport, it may not be able to fly. Fortunately, the Eagle Empire is relatively rich and the bomber troops stationed at the airport are very wide and long.

"Meow~"

The sheriff sitting in the cabin of the civet helicopter suddenly felt as if he had missed something wonderful...

On the runway, the bomber lowered its flaps and slid faster and faster. The speedometer gradually approached the value where the joystick could be pulled. The eight raccoons had never flown a plane before and should have been scared. On the contrary, the eight little furry faces were so excited that they wanted to grab the joystick and pull the plane up. The raccoon with burnt fur sat steadily on the elevated seat and stared at various instruments. His seriousness was definitely no less than that of a scientist doing an experiment.

The bomber finally reached the take-off speed, and the two raccoons quickly pulled the joystick according to the procedure!

The huge nose of the bomber slowly lifted up, and it was less than a thousand meters away from the end of the runway!

Pull the joystick again.

The main landing gear of the bomber, which was roaring louder than that of a civil airliner, slowly lifted up and gradually left the runway. The huge steel monster roared into the sky...

"Squeak! Squeak~!"

This large bomber flew into the sky with a faint black smoke under the gaze of countless mechanical soldiers. The mechanical soldiers had a new impression of the raccoons. The excited shouts in the cockpit spread throughout the airport through the communicator. The bomber flew into the sky unrestrainedly, taking the raccoons' dream of space battleships with it. It might be difficult for earthlings to accept this reality.

The bomber took off, the flaps were retracted, and the raccoons also received the detailed instructions for the bombing mission sent by the magnet from space. This is a full load of about 30 tons of bombs. Throwing it down can clean up a large area. Why not use it?

The bombing target is a factory whose anti-aircraft firepower has been knocked out by fighter planes. The distance is not too far. In the past, you just need to aim at the target and throw all the bombs down, and you will get all the military merit points.

The huge bomber deflected and turned and rushed to the target area according to the predetermined flight route.

The factory whose anti-aircraft firepower was destroyed was located near the city. The mechanical soldiers were busy cleaning up the constructed creatures and alien octopuses in the city, so they had no time to clean up the small factory. Those equipment and constructed creatures could not stay on the earth. The raccoons had a place to use their abilities under the arrangement of the magnet.

Not far from the factory, the Rubik's Cube killed a constructed Tyrannosaurus Rex with a shield, and then stood on the Tyrannosaurus Rex's corpse and looked at the factory.

The things produced in the factory are similar to energy equipment. They are assembled by captured human slaves and then piled in the warehouse. These things are obviously not used on the earth. If I guess correctly, they are prepared for the army in space. Water is very important. Most of the octopus creatures are clean water after dissection. There are very few planets in the universe with abundant and pure water resources like the earth. It is both a blessing and a curse.

These octopus creatures were sent to Earth to plunder resources crazily. Next, I am afraid that the octopus creatures will continue to send spacecraft to collect these goods. I really don’t know when my main starship can transfer the army here...

The human survivors and slaves in the factory have already run away, leaving only the modified human soldiers hiding in various places. The strong wind blew, and the yellow sand and white garbage bags flew with the wind. The whole factory looked very quiet. The magic cube knew that it would soon become a sea of ​​fire here, and those modified human beings would die.

Put away the shield, the magic cube flew to other places where there were dinosaurs.

Ten minutes later.

The roar of the engine came from the distant sky, and the sound gradually became louder and louder. The raccoons drove the Type 52 bomber to the airspace near the bombing target and controlled the bomber to fly levelly towards the factory.

"Squeak~!"

A little raccoon quickly flipped the switch with its paw, and the bomb bay door of the bomber could be seen opening slowly from the control panel display screen...

The raccoons quickly controlled the bombing sight to aim at the factory and fine-tuned the bomber's flight attitude. Now they just had to wait for the bomber to fly over the factory and drop bombs. After all, they were carrying ordinary aerial bombs that fell by inertia, not those high-tech precision-guided weapons that needed to be thrown accurately at the target in the sky. It was very old-fashioned, but it felt like a bombing.