Chapter 953: Hostages

All bombers on the mission regrouped in the sky and flew deep into the zombie area, with ten fighters escorting them. The zombies in the nearby area were almost wiped out, so the bomber formation had to fly for half a day to reach the bombing area. It was estimated that it would take a day to fly above the clouds, which required a high level of endurance. People with poor physical fitness could not bear it at all.

The bomber was still flying, and the engine vibration and hum could be felt in the cabin. The navigator at the front, Mo Yan'er, tilted her head and slept with saliva all over her mouth. Ruo Ling operated the plane carefully, and Zi Yi behind him still closed his eyes and did not move...

The two girls looked at each other, not knowing what to do in the long and boring time.

"There is a toilet and a simple kitchen in the back. If you are hungry, you can make some food. There is juice in the box. If you are sleepy, you can rest for a while. We will take turns on duty." Ruo Ling said to the two female flight trainees. One of the two pilots must keep the control of the plane and they cannot sleep. The microwave oven and water dispenser can be used to heat simple food. Overall, the aircraft is in good condition.

"Well... Well, I'll keep an eye on it for a while." The co-pilot girl suggested.

Ruo Ling nodded, closed her eyes and sat in the main driving position to rest. As a senior monk, she didn't care whether she rested or not, but she was not very comfortable in the cabin, so she planned to take a nap first.

The communicator behind went to heat up two cups of sweet and sour juice. It was very comfortable to drink it hot. Out of boredom, they started to chat casually. Outside the porthole glass were other bombers in the formation. Occasionally, you could see girls who were interning on other planes from the porthole. Unlike this crew, the main pilots and navigators of other planes were all mechanical soldiers, and they were even more reserved.

In addition to the necessary high-tech equipment, most of the old bomber cockpits were ordinary equipment. It was fine as long as it could be used. There was no need to waste energy resources to improve the performance of the old bomber. Even the flight clock on the dashboard was a mechanical pointer instrument.

The co-pilot girl checked the flight clock time according to the knowledge she learned in the aviation academy and confirmed that she was about to fly to the target airspace. She looked up through the porthole and looked at the ground. It was gray and lifeless. The two girls who came to the zombie area for the first time were inevitably nervous and scared. At this time, the bomber they were living in seemed to be a safe fortress in their hearts. The suitable temperature in the cabin soothed the two nervous hearts.

Half a day later.

"Ah yawn~"

Mo Yan'er woke up very punctually, stretched her little arms and stretched hard, wiped her saliva with her sleeves and began to check the calibration parameters of the navigation equipment. The two girls breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they didn't have to wake up the children...

Ground.

A transport helicopter had installed the high-rise loudspeaker and was returning to the base. The zombies on the ground rushed to the front of the high-rise. This is a small city with a high density of zombies. There are a large number of zombies. Maybe they were blocked here during migration or something attracted them. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that today there will be bombers dropping bombs here.

The zombies that were not attracted by the noise in the distance raised their heads and looked at the sky. A huge roar came from the sky above the gray death, causing the zombies to scream and howl at the sky.

The mechanical soldiers leading the bomber calibrated the flight parameters of the formation with the assistance of high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft and satellites, commanded the formation to adjust the flight direction, and issued a command to prepare for bombing. The bomb bay doors of the bombers opened one by one to reveal a large number of aerial bombs mounted inside. Even Mo Yan'er was concentrating on lying on the bombing sight and using the equipment to aim at the ground. At this time, the little witch was very serious. She should play when she should play and be serious when she should be serious. Bombing zombies is a serious matter.

The bomber continued to fly forward, very close to the churning death below!

"Prepare to drop bombs, three..."

"Two..."

Just when the leading mechanical soldier shouted one, Zi Yi, who was sitting motionless in the back of the cabin, suddenly opened his eyes and instantly turned off all the bomber sights and bombing switches with a higher level of command authority...

"Huh? Aunt Zi Yi, why did you turn off the bomb sights?"

Mo Yan'er looked back at Zi Yi and said in confusion. Just when she was so excited that she pressed the bomb button, Mo Yan'er suddenly found that the bombing switch was locked, and it was closed with high-level authority. The signal came from Zi Yi. She was originally tense for a long time, but she farted. Don't mention how uncomfortable it was.

"There are people below, looking for other bombing points, we need armed helicopter combat teams and transport helicopters!" Zi Yi said lightly.

Mo Yan'er was stunned, and quickly connected to the high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft to scan and check the ground. Sure enough, she found that the young girls who were still alive should have been kidnapped and planned to be used to refine high-level zombies. The bad thing was that they were tied to the high-rise used to fix the loudspeaker. There were seven of them in total, and there were jumping and restless zombies all around. When the armed helicopter team arrived, the seven girls would probably have been eaten without any residue left!

"We must rescue them immediately! Otherwise, they won't last more than half an hour..." Mo Yan'er said decisively.

"No, those high-level zombies did this to lure us down to rescue people. If we do that, not only will we not be able to rescue people, but we will also have to sacrifice the rescuers. You can't go down. The armed helicopter combat team and high-end mechanical soldiers have rich experience in dealing with those damn rotten meats." Zi Yi said decisively.

"It's so exciting to go down to rescue people. It's so boring to play in the safe zone every day. If Sister Ling flies the plane back, Aunt Zi Yi and I will go down to take a look. That's it."

"My mission is to protect your safety, little princess, not to accompany you... What are you doing! Don't forcefully change my mission setting program... Stop! It's dangerous down there... Uh, okay, let's go down together to save people." Zi Yi's red eyes flashed and suddenly changed her style and agreed with Mo Yan'er's idea. She knew clearly in her heart that Mo Yan'er must have made some changes to the fire. In the world, the only one who could interfere with the fire except the Creator Cube was Mo Yan'er, the daughter of the Creator.

Mo Yan'er unfastened the seat buckle and stood up indifferently. Obviously, this was not the first time she interfered with Zi Yi's fire. Zi Yi was not angry, but was worried. Without Mo Yan'er's knowledge, the intelligence here was quickly shared into the network. A group of high-end mechanical soldiers who learned the intelligence from afar quickly approached, and there was also the Transformer Silencer...

"The two sisters are really good. I will give you two good reviews after I go back. Don't worry."

Mo Yan'er and Zi Yi walked along the internal aisle of the bomber to the bomb bay. After entering the bomb bay, they turned back to close the door and locked it. Mo Yan'er notified Ruo Ling to open the bomb bay through the radio!

The door opened quickly, and the biting cold wind rushed into the bomb bay. Two figures, one big and one small, jumped out of the bomb bay, activated the flight equipment and flew straight to the elevated road...

"What a worrying child."

Ruo Ling muttered and closed the bomb bay door, and controlled the bomber to change its course and go somewhere else with the formation.