Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 897 Feiyan
"So, let's move on to the next step. Upgrade the power level of the confrontation."

The thin atmosphere at high altitude, the turbulent airflow on the wings, and the extremely low temperature of -55℃ had no effect on him. Even though he had not yet reached the Golden Core Stage, his long-term practice had already made him look down upon the natural environment anywhere on the surface of the earth, enough to look down upon all living things as a "celestial being".

If there were no ritual, these celestial beings could easily occupy the territory of a large country and be crowned as immortal kings. Because the only threats to them were other celestial beings of the same realm and a few higher-level immortals and celestial masters who did not care about worldly affairs.

If the world returned to chaos, a man of his caliber could have become a regional king, ruling the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of people.

——But none of this happened.

As a celestial being, Fu Yuanshan is still living the life of an "ordinary citizen": a bowl of beef noodles in the morning, a plate of egg fried rice at noon, and a duck to kill at night. However, after truly demonstrating his magical powers, although he was stating the facts, he still seemed to be "playing" with the mortals in front of him while sitting on the wing - although he really didn't mean to do so.

He spoke to the Yanshan Command through the cockpit glass, and also to the pilots in the cabin.

"You are too weak." He looked the pilot straight in the eye. He was simply stating the facts. It was not these juniors who should come to fight him, but someone with greater power.

"I won't admit defeat!" The pilot tore off his mask. "I know you're some big shot up there. But why do you think I came here to fly an interceptor?! I've been training year after year since I was 16, is it just for you to say 'too weak' here? Who do you think I am!"

"I'm not targeting you. I'm saying that all of you are too weak." He still looked the pilot in the eye. "Your plane is rocket-powered. It will run out of fuel soon. So, forget it. You can surrender."

"If you were one of us, you would know that Master Wang only sacrifices his life for the country and never heard of anyone surrendering!"

"Really? Then what are you going to do? Your superiors are planning to surrender."

Fu Yuanshan made it clear. If they continued to seek support from above, they would have to get approval from Shangluo. Although there was no smoke of gunpowder or war, it meant that the imperial court was helpless against the power of the celestial beings, and it also symbolized the heavenly court's [surrender] to the entire imperial court.

However, there was no sound in the channel. The Yanshan Command remained silent - they had not yet made the decision to "surrender".

Silence is the answer.

"Tianjiang Four, I understand!"

The rocket interceptor code-named "Tianjiang 4" rolled and distanced itself from Fu Yuanshan.

The pilot looked out the window and met Fu Yuanshan's gaze. Fu Yuanshan still maintained the same posture as before, sitting in the air - he had not been sitting on the wing from the beginning, but remained in the sitting posture and moved forward with the rocket interceptor.

"Interesting." Fu Yuanshan stretched and looked at the fighter planes in the distance.

Fu Yuanshan accurately transmitted the voice to the cockpit through the thin air: "Then I'll give you a chance. If you hit one, you win. I'll leave first."

"Come on!" He pushed the throttle hard, and the nozzle at the tail of the interceptor burst into dazzling light, and the tail flame ejected a long series of Mach loops. The speed of the interceptor suddenly soared, and the huge thrust pressed him firmly against the back of the chair, and the breathing mask began to automatically pressurize and supply air -

Fu Yuanshan had already flown to the front. He folded his arms, faced backward, and looked at the pursuers behind him leisurely.

The gears of the ballistic computer began to turn, feeding information on attitude changes into the optical reflector and projecting a pre-aiming star on the head-up display.

The safety cover on the joystick revealed a red button, and he pressed a series of paddle switches on the right hand side.

"Safety released! Feiyan-4, launch!"

The air-to-air missile hanging on the left wing started its rocket engine and flew out at a speed faster than the interceptor itself. A golden wire was dragged at the tail of the missile, and the ballistic computer automatically guided the missile to the position of the crosshairs and then detonated it through the radio proximity fuse.

"it's useless."

Fu Yuanshan in front snapped his fingers, directly detonating the radio fuse of the Feiyan missile. "Feiyan-4, second shot, launch!"

Without hesitation, he switched the Feiyan missile to manual detonation mode and launched the second air-to-air missile on the right side.

Feiyan dragged the red pillar of fire and began her one-way journey. The thin golden wire was flying behind the missile. In theory, it was used to intercept bombers. When launching, it should not make large-angle maneuvers, otherwise the wire would be easily cut.

But facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, he could no longer care about so much.

One man and one plane were flying at supersonic speed over the Bohai Sea, with the red missile chasing the target ahead, which had already exceeded the shooting index of the Feiyan missile itself.

Holding the joystick tightly, the pilot performed a large-angle maneuver to chase Fu Yuanshan, who was flying up and down in front of him. His vision jumped back and forth between red and black vision, and sometimes he was pressed hard on the seat, and sometimes he entered a state of weightlessness.

"Puff", with a silent sigh, Feiyan's fuel was exhausted.

The wires were automatically cut off, and the unbalanced Feiyan rolled away from the pursuit team and exploded in the air nearby.

"You've run out of missiles."

"I also have a machine gun!"

Pulling the trigger, the two 20mm machine guns fired a test round. The bullet flew past Fu Yuanshan's ear, which was already very close, but this small distance represented a world of difference in realm.

"It's useless. How can you control this heavier-than-air aerodynamic aircraft to hit me, a celestial being who doesn't follow reason at all?" Fu Yuanshan answered calmly. While dodging the chain of fire from the machine gun, he counselled the young man on the back plane.

The pilot remained silent. I don't know if he was gritting his teeth because he was overloaded, or if he just didn't intend to speak.

The bullet counters kept ticking down, and the 200 rounds of spare ammunition were almost used up in just a dozen or so bursts of shooting.

"A little closer. Just a little closer!" He was concentrating, his world was filled with only the sight and the target. Time and again, the preview circle determined by the trajectory computer was getting closer and closer to Fu Yuanshan.

Suddenly, the "celestial being" in front took out a jade token and put it to his ear, as if he was going to answer a call.

He started calling. What a chance!

Unprecedentedly, the preview circle finally showed a trend of trapping the opponent——

It’s getting closer and closer, it’s about to hit you!

However, as the crosshairs got closer, he also saw the expression of the celestial being. The other party seemed to be smiling.

"Pfft~~"

Just before the crosshairs hit the opponent, the plane trembled violently, and the push-back feeling suddenly disappeared. Only then did he notice that the fuel warning alarm had already sounded in the cockpit.

This rocket interceptor only has 20 minutes of fuel. The first 5 minutes are used to climb to the target speed, and the rest of the fuel is used to perform the mission. Just now, the fuel has been exhausted.

"Goodbye, kid."

Fu Yuanshan waved at him and watched him enter a state of unpowered gliding.

(End of this chapter)