Although the soldiers vaguely guessed what Xiao Ming was going to do when he stood at the bow of the ship, they still exclaimed when they saw him leaping down from a height of 10,000 meters, even though they knew they could not see him through human eyes and knew that he would not seek death.
Fortunately, Gong Er was not on the ship, otherwise he would have to die to stop this bastard who was making fun of his life.
Iris was the only one who remained calm.
She shouted: "Why are you so panicked?
The head of state will keep an eye on the enemy ships below."
Xiao Ming didn't have much communication with her since boarding the ship, but she had a strange feeling, as if she should understand what he was doing.
Her blue eyes were lost in thought, why she didn't understand Xiao Ming is like a blood-red falcon, and the omnipresent knife in his hand is the sharp beak.
Taking advantage of the wind speed at high altitude, he rushes towards the enemy ship below like lightning.
His appearance was too sudden and too fast.
When the President-class guerrilla ship flying towards the target realized that a foreign object was approaching above its head, it was too late to react.
Xiao Ming's pair of bloody eyes locked on the target.
Under his unprecedented super three-dimensional perception, in this vast gray-blue sky, the tiny dot stood out from its original position, as if it could be infinitely magnified, or...
Infinitely reduced.
Yes, in his eyes, that point was magnified to the point in front of his eyes, magnified to a place within reach He looked at the once familiar and friendly face in the cockpit, but now it had become strange and pale, and he called the other person one last time in his heart: "Brother, goodbye" He just swung the knife in such a simple way, without any fancy or any changes like the previous back-to-the-air slash, but it swiped very lightly across the cockpit, across the blade's head and chest to the bilge at his feet.
This seemingly simple strike is actually Xiao Ming's most powerful strike in the air so far.
It condenses the stream of consciousness of tens of millions of zombies and uses the airflow from the sky and the gravity of the earth.
It is by no means a simple unity of heaven and man. , can be called the sword of "Heaven, Earth and Man".
The Republic 2, which was as indestructible as the Tomorrow, seemed to be dissected by a scalpel.
The bow of the ship was split open, and the parts and wires inside were scattered in the air.
At that moment, he relaxed completely, knowing that he had reversed the future, and the nuclear explosion in the future memory was finally cut off with one knife.
Republic 2 fell towards the gray-black earth.
Strategic-grade nuclear bombs have unique triggering devices.
Even if they fall from a high altitude, there is no need to worry about detonating them.
What's more, the place where it fell was far away from Rose and her group.
Xiao Ming opened his arms, glided leisurely in the air in a backstroke posture, waved to the Tomorrow above, and then flew towards Rose and the others.
The brains of the soldiers were just like those of the brothers on the fifth ship yesterday.
They were crackling and about to short-circuit, but they still remembered Xiao Ming's instructions, hovering under the clouds, and maintaining surveillance to prevent another enemy ship from following.
As far as they knew, the enemy had at least one more President-class guerrilla ship.
Zhong Chu's eyes scanned the dawn sky like an eagle, and it was dawn: