Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1137 Appearance of comrades in arms?

This time, the lightning strike did not disappear in a flash, but a continuous and uninterrupted discharge of lightning—just like Zeus, the god of all gods, was standing on the Tokyo Tower and waving his lightning whip.

The huge lightning effect temporarily disabled the control functions on the F16 fighter jet.

In fact, the fighter jets were originally designed to protect against lightning strikes, but at this moment, the energy shock was too powerful and overflowed, completely exceeding the load range that the fighter jets could bear.

So this ultra-low-altitude F16 began to rush down.

It rushed to the street, it was just a small fighter jet in the sky, but it became a huge monster on the ground, the metal glowed coldly, and it rampaged under the huge impact force, destroying at least five streets.

"..."

Van Helsing involuntarily glanced back at Tokyo Tower.

He couldn't understand what happened just now—was it a lucky accident caused by a big leakage in the iron tower?Or did his comrades really know and feel his heart, so they worked together to help him at this last moment?
Thinking of the code name of their original action team: Thor's Hammer, Van Helsing still prefers to believe that the luck just now was indeed the manifestation of his comrades.

There was not much fuel left in the fuel tank, Van Helsing looked down at the raging fires on the streets of Tokyo, the collapsed buildings, dozens of avenues that were collectively burned, and his lips were drawn into a line.

He felt that this was not enough, far from enough.

Those metal wrecks floating on the sea, as well as those comrades-in-arms who died in a "warm and glorious" heroic sacrifice, cannot be comforted by such a little damage.

But... Even if he has reached the realm of man-machine integration, he still can't conjure the bullets needed for cannonballs and machine guns out of thin air.

"Then let me let you go for now. Come back next time, and I will turn the whole of Tokyo into ruins."

Van Helsing was unaware that his eyes had changed from blue-gray to a metallic color. He coldly glanced at the chaos below again, and then turned on the supersonic speed to return.

"I'll go, husband, isn't your thing too awesome?"

On the Tokyo Tower, looking at the humble magic wand in Atletico Madrid's hands with fixed eyebrows and bright eyes, I really want to give her another F16 to try the feel.

(End of this chapter)