Different World Development Manual - Chapter 1200

[Chapter 383 Breaking Through the Encirclement Net]

“Damn the circle!”

Bartholomew only felt that his eyes were sore because of these circles, and it was as if he had entered the wrong space.

In addition to the fighter planes and shells of the peers, the surrounding dynamic objects are like slides, which makes people uncomfortable.

However, the “ding ding” sound made by the undead dragon and the undead phoenix slowly subsided.

In order to build the magic circle, those guys can’t move.

Such a dead target has become the best attack target for Kongyou.

As the last “ding” disappeared, the undead dragon and undead phoenix could hardly be seen in the entire sky.

Looking at the wreckage of the fallen wingman that turned into a fireball below, Bartholomew scolded Sukabuli.

Most of the moth’s encirclement net was completed during this period, and everyone still had a small half channel to rush out.

The former enemy also ordered Bartholomew and other fighter jets caught in the encirclement network to quickly break through the passage.

Bartholomew rolled, dodged the self-destruction of a moth, and immediately followed up with a thrust, and the chrysanthemum flame suddenly grew longer with a “pop” sound.

The huge push back made Bartholomew feel safe for a while, but at this time, the situation happened again.

“Pffffffffff…”

A burst of shells scattered from the rear, and Bartholomew was shocked, thinking that his comrades in the rear were helping him deal with the moths around him.

But looking left and right, I found that there were no moths.

Then he turned his head to look at the fighter behind him, good guy, is that person staring at him and fighting?

“Suka is not listed! What’s the situation!?”

Why do you beat your own people?

Bartholomew hurriedly contacted the formation where the comrade was in: “Hey, what are you doing, why are you playing a friend machine?!”

“Bartholomew!

Situation troops!”

A voice came from the captain of the formation over there: “They seem to be under control!”

Bartholomew narrowed his eyes and looked at the fighter jet that attacked him.

The fuselage is covered with minced meat from moths,

and the entire fuselage looks to have suffered a certain amount of damage. The fuselage is sunken and the wings have missing pieces.

Looking at the pilot in the cockpit again, his condition was clearly abnormal.

At the same time, in the swarm, those fighter jets that were not blown up by moths but were hit by moths and survived, like the fighter jet behind Bartholomew, were attacking their comrades.

Bartholomew scolded: “Sukabuli! It’s under control!?”

… On the

Undead Theater Command, Rurik also asked the people of the Hermitage Guard: “Ikigu, what the hell is going on? ”

It’s the soul grabbing.

Interesting, Kuru’s way, or who?

Make the soul grabbing a one-time spell and insert it into the moth’s body.

Once the moth hits the fighter, the driver inside the fighter will be killed by the moth. The magic released at the same time of death destroys the soul, and occupies that person’s body and part of the memory.”

Rurik took a deep breath: “This… undead still have such a spell?”

Ikigu said: “But It seems that this is not the full version of soul grabbing, it should be a simplified version.

According to the information we have now, they spent a lot of legal work to make food for the purification of the dead, and they want to embed a lot of soul grabbing in the body of the moth. Obviously there is not enough manpower and time.

I estimate that the souls of these moths will last for one day at most.”

Rurik squinted his eyes, not even a day, one day means that his own combat power is occupied by the enemy.

The most important thing is that Rurik said: “You said that the soul is destroyed, and after the soul is taken away, it means that the soldiers are completely dead?”

Ikigu nodded: “Yes, for ordinary humans, this is A disgusting spell indeed.”

Rurik’s heart sank, and those warriors died just like that, hehe.

The most troublesome spells in the fantasy world are spiritual spells and transformation spells.

The former makes people mentally chaotic, trapped in the environment, delusional, and even more serious now.

The latter directly deforms the object into weak animals such as pigs, dogs, sheep, cattle and horses, and then kills them easily.

Of course, those rare space spells, time spells, and some other strange and strange spells are also a headache.

Fortunately, in the vast majority of cases, modern military strikes are beyond visual range, and it is unlikely to come into contact with these spells.

Of course, the exception is in the case of an ambush or an accident

…

Bartholomew has a headache on his side. While rushing through the encircling net, he must also pay attention to avoiding the attack of the controlled fighter plane behind him.

Several fighter jets were shot down because of this.

The pilots ejected from the cockpit with a bang, and the parachute opened.

However, the moths flying behind him quickly pounced, opened their mouths, exposed their sharp teeth, and gnawed directly on him.

“Bang bang bang!”

He pulled out his pistol and slammed it against the moth on his body, but after a few seconds, the gunshot disappeared and the struggle stopped.

Under a parachute, there were moths that ate the soldiers’ bodies.

Then some of the fighters that were hit did not dare to skydive at all.

Even driving a fighter jet and flying close to the ground to skydive is better than skydiving.

Use the only maneuver of the fighter to increase the distance from the moths.

Of course, before some pilots flew far, the entire fighter jet turned into a ball of fire and disintegrated in the air.

Others didn’t have time to skydive, and hit the ground with a “boom”.

Even low-altitude skydivers face the moths chasing after them.

Some pilots simply sighed in their hearts, pressed to the left, and turned the nose.

They were all hit anyway, and it was unlikely that they could escape.

Instead of sitting still, it is better to fight with the moths in front of you, and you can also win some opportunities for your comrades to escape.

Bartholomew saw the plane next to the formation leader who was talking to him just now. The wing was smashed, and there was a burst of smoke. It drew a big circle in the air, and then spoke to Basso. Romuel said: “Bartholomew, I will help you solve the ‘enemy plane’ behind you.”

“You…”

“Hurry up and rush out, don’t let me sacrifice in vain!

For Lucia, Ulla!”

“Pfft Pupupupu…”

After a burst of artillery bombardment, the attack flew from his flank to the rear, and through the rear-view mirror, I saw the controlled fighter behind him, which was directly beaten into a sieve.

“Boom”, it exploded into a ball of fire in the sky, and then quickly fell and disintegrated.

More and more fighters who couldn’t rush out escaped the escape route, and turned around and flew towards the moth behind.

Bartholomew also wanted to die heroically, but the former enemy ordered: “The intact fighters rushed out of the encirclement immediately, don’t think about the battle!”

At the same time, those fighters in the sky that had finished fighting the dragon and phoenix also rushed. Down, it is a round of strafing against the moths outside the breach.

After Bartholomew and other pilots rushed out of the moth’s encircling net, looking back, the moths had completely formed a human ball, completely wrapping the fighters that were still fighting inside.

Like other fighter jets, Bartholomew pulled up, turned the nose and fought the moths again, trying to break through the perimeter of the moths and rescue the pilots inside.

But they were ordered to retreat.

Although the undead dragon and the undead phoenix that can break through supersonic speed have been killed, there are still dense undead air units behind.

At this time, the bomber they were protecting was evacuating into the distance, and UU reading www.sonicmtl.com was preparing to launch a nuclear bomb here.

They have to evacuate.

At the same time, a new batch of echelons have also caught up.

Drone swarms of the Lucians.

Although the Lucian people have not made great breakthroughs in drone technology in the past 15 years, it is enough to delay these attacks and get the undead air force.

After Bartholomew and others were ordered, they had to retreat.

They passed the first batch of missile rains, and one after another burst into the sky with sparks behind them.

Immediately afterwards, the second batch of drones was in the wrong direction with them, and flew towards the undead group without hesitation.

After the bomber flew to a safe firing position, it drew a large arc in the sky and dropped the nuclear missile under the wing.

Several nuclear bombs, pulling their tails, flew towards the distance.

[End of this Chapter]