Changkong Fighter

Chapter 156 What are they going to do?

The people who saved themselves fell silent in an instant amid their cheers, and watched coldly as the American soldiers left.

Then, they continued to silently reinforce the supermarket's defenses, take care of the wounded, and a small number of people formed an exploration team to search for medicines, ammunition, and fuel.

At this time, Honolulu seemed to have entered the doomsday world from modern society. During the days of loss of contact, the people began to actively save themselves, fighting against the sky, against people, and against aliens.

On the rooftop of the supermarket, when several men were piling up sandbags, they suddenly heard a whistling sound in the sky. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.

I saw a black dot whizzing towards Honolulu, and then a roar was heard in the city center, like a thunder exploding out of nowhere.

boom!
The Tomahawk cruise missile hit the wave shield, and the energy generated by the huge fireball collided with the shield. Before this fireball disappeared, another fireball exploded on the shield again.

The Tomahawk cruise missiles launched by the USAF from the direction of Wake Island arrived and, under the guidance of the terrain matching system, flew towards the location of Type 3. For cruise missiles, this is equivalent to hitting a fixed target.

Explosions rang out one after another, but the Type 3 in the city center didn't react at all, simply using energy to hold up a shield to resist the attacks without fighting back.
At the same time, the US Army's light cavalry company responsible for repairing submarine optical cables also encountered a hellish scene.

One by one, the American soldiers stared at the corpses of civilians and the bodies chopped into pieces by strange insects on the street with grim expressions. From time to time, the wheels of the car crushed the flesh on the road, making a popping sound.

The sewers were stained with dark red blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of rust and the smell of burnt protein. The two mixed together, causing the machine gunner operating the M2 Lao Gan Ma on the roof of the Hummer to vomit a few times.

The fire in the distant residential area was still burning. A large number of wooden buildings added fuel to the fire. The burned houses collapsed to the ground and turned into black charcoal.

When the convoy was driving to a certain intersection, seven or eight giant lice suddenly rolled out. The coaxial machine gun could only intercept four or five of them in time. The remaining giant lice rolled to the side of the Bradley's car and exploded with a bang.

Bomb fragments crackled and hit the Bradley's hull. The thick armor kept the crew members safe, but the external equipment was damaged by shrapnel from the exploding giant louse.

"Enemy attack!"

Amid the soldiers' shouts, the machine gunners of the Humvee convoy raised their heavy machine guns and pointed them at the street ahead. Then lobsters and a large number of giant lice appeared from all directions and launched an attack on the stopped light cavalry convoy.

"rush out!"

"Yes!"

The Bradley, whose external equipment was damaged by the explosion, turned its gun barrel and strafed the lobsters and giant lice in front with its coaxial machine gun and 25MM cannon, crushing these alien creatures as if they were stuffed into a meat grinder. The Bradley infantry fighting vehicle at the rear aimed its gun barrel at the rear and opened fire to suppress the monsters rushing towards it.

The machine gunner on the Hummer also aimed the M2 Lao Gan Ma at both sides of the road and used 12.7MM bullets to play elimination games against the alien creatures.

After breaking out of the encirclement of alien creatures, the convoy finally arrived at the network node in Honolulu. The Bradley fighting vehicle slammed through the sentry fence and rushed into the communication node.

The Hummer convoy followed closely into the node, and the convoy slowly circled the small square at the main entrance of the node. After the doors of the Hummer vehicles opened, soldiers quickly got out and set up positions nearby. Hummer vehicles were also parked on both sides, with the machine guns on the roof pointing at the entrance of the building.

Then, one soldier after another rushed into the building. The officer in charge looked at the door that swept across the entire building, narrowed his eyes, and entered the building.

Inside the Todai Command Center, satellites were observing the Light Cavalry's actions and watching the aliens' reactions. "Something's amiss."

This type 3 alien civilization has been staying on Hawaii Island. What is its purpose? The commander narrowed his eyes, turned his head and looked at the technician and asked:

"Have any anomalies occurred with our WZ7s and Scorpions deployed in the Western Pacific?"

"Report to the commander, not yet."

On the tactical sand table, in the Western Pacific, the WZ7 and Twin-tailed Scorpions deployed by the East China Sea are wandering between the first island chain and the second island chain, constantly monitoring the airspace for anomalies to prevent invisible aliens from approaching.

"Pay attention to surveillance! Alien civilizations are very cunning and particularly fond of using diversionary tactics."

In the previous few times, alien civilizations were either testing or using this tactic of one open and one covert, which is also the tactic commonly used by aliens so far. From the human perspective, every time the aliens make a feint to the east and attack in the west, they are testing human civilization.

Dropping a 200-meter Type 3 submarine in Hawaii so blatantly, and just standing there passively taking the beating, looks like a target standing in plain sight. This behavior pattern is too much like a bait thrown by an alien civilization.

"Yes! Commander!"

At the same time, somewhere in the western Pacific Ocean.

The Liaoning aircraft carrier battle group, which has gathered the Flying Shark Squadron, is heading towards a sea area somewhere in the east.

Inside the hangar, the maintenance officer looked at Liu Jun's fighter plane and said hesitantly, "Comrade Liu Jun, for safety reasons, your plane is temporarily prohibited from taking off until we have completed the inspection."

Several ground crew members used ultrasonic flaw detectors to check the fighter's skin, blades, wing spars and other parts to ensure that there were no hidden damage or metal fatigue.

Although the Flying Shark Squadron and Liu Jun's J15T both returned safely, the surface damage to Liu Jun's fighter was not serious. However, after the maintenance staff inspected the fighter, they found that Liu Jun's fighter had released the angle of attack limiter and then forced a high overload maneuver to fight with Type 1.

This kind of high-overload maneuver will quickly reduce the life of the aircraft. A detailed inspection is required to determine whether the J15T is suitable for continuing to fly based on the results, rather than suddenly disintegrating in the air due to hidden damage to the aircraft after flying halfway in the sky.

"I see."

Liu Jun watched as his beloved aircraft was successfully "hospitalized for examination" after all his efforts, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. This was his third J15T.

The first one is in the museum, the second one was sent to Shenyang Aircraft Corporation for overhaul, and the third one can't fly now.

"Comrade Liu Jun, go and have a rest. The test results will be out in a few days." The maintenance staff comforted Liu Jun.

Liu Jun also understood them very well. It was their careful maintenance that ensured the combat effectiveness of the fighter jets. As soon as he walked out of the hangar, he saw the squadron leader and the wing commander whispering about something. This military operation was of great significance to the Liaoning.

Almost every one of the 12 J15Ts dispatched achieved a kill. Several pilots, favored by the PL15's passive radar seeker, even shot down three Type 1s. This time, the Flying Shark Squadron was collectively awarded first-class merit.

(End of this chapter)