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Chapter 127 James's Destiny

Su Yang smiled, then took a deep breath. He knew now was not the time to be happy.

"Xiaoyu! Continue!"

Xiaoyu flew back to the First Battalion's position once again.

Seeing it point its wing at a bombardier's waist, Niu Cheng suddenly looked up, his eyes wide: "Xiaoyu! Did you set that plane off just now?"

"Coo coo!" Xiaoyu nodded smugly.

"Really?"

"No way!"

Everyone else looked on in disbelief. It was one thing to use a grenade to blow up a tank, since the tank was almost motionless on the ground.

But airplanes fly so fast...

"Give the grenade to Xiaoyu first!"

Niu Cheng felt like he was still half asleep, or perhaps he was hallucinating from the noise of gunfire on the battlefield. He patted his head hard before speaking to the grenadier.

The grenade thrower gaped and, almost instinctively, handed the grenade to Xiaoyu.

"Gurgle!"

Xiaoyu disappeared again.

The sudden crash of a transport plane startled the remaining two.

After another round of flares went out, they did not continue to be thrown, but instead flew around the battlefield a few times.

Only after confirming that there were no enemy air forces present did they return to the battlefield area.

"Tom, be on your guard!"

"Don't worry, Captain James!"

James felt his heart pounding as he heard the reply from the pilot of another transport plane on the communications channel.

Just over three months ago, he was a fighter pilot.

One day, he and his good friend George went to the border to carry out a routine strike mission.

They initially thought it was just an ordinary task.

After all, that impoverished country didn't even have an air force.

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So when George suggested they descend to a height of 500 meters, he immediately agreed.

But before they could even open fire and enjoy the monkeys' desperate expressions, George's fighter jet suddenly crashed for some unknown reason!

Anger surged within him, and only one thought remained in his mind: to kill all these monkeys and avenge George.

To his surprise, he saw a kid who looked like a child firing at him with a machine gun.

He was terrified. What kind of country were they fighting against?

If all the other kids are like this, can they really win?

He couldn't help but pray to God, but unfortunately God was clearly not home and did not hear his prayer.

That brat actually hit his own plane with a machine gun!

Almost the instant he learned of the damage to the aircraft, James decided to return to base.

It seems like God has returned; perhaps he was just out visiting someone before.

He actually flew the damaged plane back into the area controlled by the Lighthouse Army and successfully parachuted out!

Although his superiors decided to punish him because of that terrible mission and demoted him from fighter pilot to transport plane pilot, he was still alive, wasn't he?

Praise be to God!

Thinking this, James made a cross in the air again and shouted into the intercom, "Begin bombing in thirty seconds!"

After saying that, he still reduced the flight speed.

The C-47 transport aircraft has a maximum flight speed of no more than 400 kilometers per hour, a cruising speed of no more than 300 kilometers per hour, and a flight speed of up to 200 kilometers per hour when dropping bombs.

To be honest, James, who used to fly fighter jets, really disliked this kind of slow transport plane.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling, recalling how he had been shot by the enemy when he descended to 500 meters on the other side of the river.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously controlled the plane to fly a little higher. After a while, he realized what was wrong with him. He was now at an altitude of two thousand meters, which was perfectly safe.

"Two flares have been deployed!"

Reports from the bombardiers behind came through the communication channel.

James couldn't help but glance out through the driver's side window.

Because he was already at a higher altitude than the other plane, and that plane was not far from his, he could clearly see the other plane the moment the flare exploded.

"Tom..." Because of an inexplicable heart palpitation, he wanted to chat with the pilot of another transport plane through the communication channel.

The words had barely left his mouth when his pupils suddenly contracted!

"What is that?"

Thanks to the pilot's excellent eyesight, he was shocked to see something suddenly appear in the sky above the plane Tom was piloting!

A white blob, flying at the same speed as the transport plane.

"Tom, look up about a hundred meters above you, there's something there!"

James's ominous premonition grew stronger, and he quickly warned Tom while keeping his eyes fixed on the sky above another plane.

"Captain James, I haven't noticed anything unusual." The response from the communication channel was one of confusion.

"No, no, no! There really is something above you! It looks like..."

...is some kind of bird.

"Birds? It's nighttime, and we're still more than 2000 meters in the air."

Listening to the questions on the communication channel, James wondered if he was seeing things, but then he suddenly saw the bird-like creature rise in altitude and disappear in the blink of an eye.

James took a deep breath, wondering if he had really misread it. He said into the comms, "Okay, Tom, I might really..."

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Before he could finish speaking, Tom's terrified voice interrupted him: "Captain James! My plane is out of control! The engine is malfunctioning! We seem to be..."

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"boom"

Tom was speaking when his transport plane suddenly caught fire on its wing, exploded within seconds, and then plummeted straight down!

James froze instantly, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Captain James, why did the Dove 27 transport plane suddenly crash? What happened?"

"Captain James, immediately report to command center!"

The words of the co-pilot and the bombardier in the rear cockpit jolted James awake.

"Yes! Contact the command center first!"

He suppressed his fear and activated the communication with ground control: "Dove 25 transport plane calling tower! Dove 25 transport plane calling tower! Following Dove 26, Dove 27 has crashed! Repeat, following Dove 26, Dove 27 has crashed! Cause unknown! Suspected of being attacked by an unidentified aerial force!"

James screamed into the communicator, his voice distorted and twisted with extreme fear.

The flares below illuminated his pale face.

Sweat instantly soaked through the lining of the flight suit, leaving it cold and sticky.

"Votefa...Dove25, please report the details of what you've seen. Is the enemy the air force of that country to the north?"

An incredulous voice came from the command center.

The communication reporting the crash of transport plane Dove 26 had just ended when Dove 27 also crashed!

"I told you! The reason is unknown! The reason is unknown!" James couldn't help but roar.

"Captain James, please control your emotions. As an excellent pilot, you should..."

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The voice on the radio changed to a gentle female voice.

However, James wasn't in the mood to listen to her continue. Instead, he raised his voice and yelled, "What am I supposed to do now? Request permission to return!"

"You need to first determine where the enemy came from..."

"No! I demand to return to base!"

James suddenly remembered the bird-like figure he had just seen and quickly reported, "I remember now! Before Dove 27 crashed, I saw a bird above it! Yes! A bird! I suspect the crashes of Dove 26 and Dove 27 are related to that bird!"

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There was a moment of silence on the communicator, followed by a response: "Captain James, we suspect you are hallucinating for some reason. Please have Lieutenant William, the co-pilot, respond..."

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"No! It's too late!"

James suddenly felt the plane shake, followed by a dizzying spin!

"Captain James! Lieutenant William!"

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