Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

At this time, the alarm in the base sounded like a sharp buzzing sound, piercing the eardrums. The red and blue warning lights flashed wildly, illuminating every corner with mottled light and shadow, as if it was the prelude to the end of the world. Huang Xuelian was agile. In this chaos and noise, her wheat-colored face was full of solemnity, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, like a deep ravine, engraved with deep worries about the current serious situation. However, in the depths of those bright eyes, there was a burning determination, just like the stars that never go out in the night sky, dispelling the haze around.

"Everyone, follow me closely, don't panic!" Huang Xuelian turned her head and glanced at the team members behind her. Her voice was steady and powerful, with unquestionable majesty. The team members were tense, and although there was tension in their eyes, they trusted and obeyed their captain. They followed Huang Xuelian closely, with rapid and orderly steps, running deep into the base. In the empty passage, the lights were shaking due to the vibration. Their footsteps overlapped and echoed between the walls, like the sound of war drums. Each step was a resolute step to face death, as if declaring war on unknown dangers.

"Quick! Get on board the Feiyan!" Huang Xuelian rushed to the apron, looked up at the silver-white fighter that symbolized hope and strength, and shouted loudly, her voice penetrating the noise and clearly audible in the clamor. The team members were well-trained, and upon hearing the order, they immediately attacked like cheetahs, running towards the Feiyan with agility. In the blink of an eye, they were all in place. The pilot quickly fastened his seat belt and adjusted the instrument panel; the weapon operator jumped his fingers on the complex control panel to check whether the weapon system was normal; the communicator kept a close eye on the communication equipment to ensure that the connection with the outside world was unimpeded.

The hatch of the Feiyan slowly closed, making a low and heavy muffled sound, as if a giant closed its armor. Then, the roar of the engine sounded instantly, and the sound was deafening, as if a sleeping dragon woke up and roared. A strong airflow gushed out from the back of the fighter plane, like a raging mountain torrent, sweeping up the surrounding dust. For a time, the tarmac was dusty and the vision was blurred. Under the impetus of this powerful force, the fuselage of the Feiyan trembled slightly, ready to go. It was like a silver-white arrow, piercing the sky, carrying the hope and courage of the members of the Victory Team, rushing towards the sky full of crises and challenges, to face the shocking crisis created by Huang Hongsheng. Huang Xuelian sat in the driver's seat, holding the joystick tightly with both hands, looking through the windshield, looking into the distance, and secretly vowed in her heart that she must lead the team members to defeat the enemy's conspiracy and protect this land they love.

At this time, in the azure blue sky, the Feiyan was like a nimble silver-white eagle, circling and soaring in the sky, its wings shining coldly under the sunlight, as if it was vigilantly patrolling every move below. And in the vast open space below the Feiyan, a shocking change was quietly brewing.

The numerous new energy vehicles manufactured by Huang Hongsheng are neatly arranged, which should be a beautiful landscape on the city streets, representing the beautiful hope that clean energy will outline for the future. These vehicles have smooth lines, and the paint on the body glows warmly in the sunlight. Each one embodies the crystallization of technology and environmental protection. However, at this moment, a strange evil force quietly spreads like a black mist, invisibly infiltrating these vehicles.

At first, the vehicles seemed to be attracted by a mysterious magnetic force, trembling slightly, and the wheels turned restlessly on the ground, making a slight creaking sound. Then, they began to move slowly, approaching each other, and the metal bodies rubbed against each other, making a creepy sharp sound. As the distance shortened, the collision became more intense, and the "clang, clang" sound of metal collision was deafening, like a steel symphony, except that it was playing the melody of destruction.

In the blink of an eye, an amazing scene appeared. The cars seemed to have come to life, precisely spliced ​​and fused together, the parts nested and fastened together, and the complex mechanical structure quickly took shape. First, the thick legs rose from the ground, steadily supporting the heavy body; then the broad chest and strong arms gradually appeared, and each metal plate fit tightly, emitting a cold and hard metallic luster; finally, a giant robot stood tall, towering into the sky, its head like a small fortress, flashing a cold red light, as if overlooking the world that was about to be conquered by it.

As soon as this giant robot was born, it showed its terrifying destructive power. Every time it took a step, the ground shook violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred. The huge footprints sank deep into the ground, raising a large amount of dust. With a casual wave of its arms, it could bring up a gust of wind, which whistled past, as if it was going to tear the sky and the earth apart. The surrounding trees were uprooted, the roofs of the houses were easily blown off, and the debris flew in the air. And its existence undoubtedly cast a heavy shadow of death over the Flying Swallow hovering in the air and the entire city. A thrilling duel was about to begin.

"Attack! We must not let it succeed!" Huang Xuelian stood in the command cabin of Feiyan, her posture as straight as a pine tree. She clenched her teeth, and a few words seemed to burst out from between her teeth. Her strong jaw line was taut, showing the determination in her heart, and she gave the order decisively.

The team members acted upon the order and quickly entered combat mode, each of them as if facing a formidable enemy but without any fear. The team members operating the weapon system stared at the complex control panel in front of them, which was like a maze, and their fingers danced rapidly on the densely packed buttons and knobs, as if they were playing an exciting war song. Their eyes were burning with blazing fighting spirit, which was a persistent adherence to justice and a fearless courage to protect their homeland. It seemed as if their bodies were emitting a blazing light, ready to compete with the evil robot outside the cabin.

With the precise and rapid operation of the team members, the Feiyan was activated in an instant, and dazzling rays of light that were too bright to open one's eyes shot out from the launch port at the bottom of it. These rays of light gathered into a beam, like a string of dazzling meteors across the sky, dragging a long tail, with unstoppable force, and slamming directly into the behemoth below - the giant robot.

The light instantly hit the target, and the surface of the giant robot was like a calm lake being hit by a boulder, with ripples appearing, and the metal shell was shaking violently under the impact of the powerful energy. Then, sparks flew everywhere, and crackling sounds were heard continuously, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, but these fireworks hid deadly dangers.

The giant robot under attack seemed to be completely enraged. It would not show weakness easily, let alone fall down. It roared, and the sound was like thunder from ancient times, deep and rich, resounding through the sky, making people's eardrums hurt, and the air around it seemed to tremble with the roar. It seemed to be demonstrating and provoking the Feiyan, using its iron body and endless anger to declare its unwillingness and resistance, as if saying: "You want to stop me with your strength? It's just wishful thinking!" And this roar, like a battle horn, made the team members on the Feiyan more determined to fight to the end. A thrilling aerial duel unfolded more and more fiercely.

On the other side, in the ground command center far away from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield but with an extremely solemn atmosphere, Captain Yang Xue stood in front of the big screen like a sculpture, her posture straight, only her slightly trembling hands revealed the turmoil in her heart. She was anxious, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, slid down the curve of her cheeks, and soaked her collar, but she was unaware.

Her hands were like iron pliers, tightly gripping the communicator, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if the communicator had become her only life-saving straw that could help her control the battle situation at the moment. Her eyes were like two sharp swords, staring at the thrilling battle in the air, not missing any details. On the screen, the Feiyan was like a silver-white lone eagle, circling and shuttling under the clouds, confronting the giant robot made by Huang Hongsheng. Every move of both sides gripped her heart.

When Captain Yang Xue saw the Feiyan launching an attack according to the established tactics, with the fuselage tilted slightly and dazzling rays of light emitting from the bottom, rushing towards the giant robot like a dancing silver snake, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and almost jumped out of her throat. She knew very well that behind this seemingly fierce attack, there were huge risks hidden, and the enemy's counterattack could strike like a storm at any time.

Without time to think more, she instinctively pressed the communication button quickly, relying on her years of combat experience and deep care for her teammates, and shouted with almost all her strength: "Be careful! Be careful to avoid counterattacks!" Her voice passed through the airwaves at the speed of light, and was clearly transmitted to the ears of the team members in the Feiyan. The voice was filled with unquestionable urgency, like a mother's heart-wrenching cry to her child in danger, or like a general's key instructions to his soldiers on the battlefield, echoing in the narrow cabin of the Feiyan.

When the team members heard this familiar and caring voice, they felt a surge of warmth in their hearts, and their tense nerves were slightly comforted. They knew that in this life-and-death battle high in the sky, their captain was always watching them and fighting alongside them. This trust and support made them more determined to defeat the powerful enemy.

Captain Yang Xue did not stop after she finished shouting these words. She still stared at the screen with sharper eyes, trying to discern the enemy's next move from the ever-changing battle situation, so as to provide the team members with more accurate response strategies in time. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she was silently praying for the safety of the team members. At the same time, her hands were also operating rapidly on the control panel, retrieving various data, analyzing the pros and cons of the battle situation, and preparing for any variables that might arise next. At this moment, although she was in the rear, she shared the same breath and fate with the team members in the air, and she was only determined to protect her homeland and repel the powerful enemy.

However, the battle situation changed rapidly. The giant robot seemed to be enraged, and the energy device on its head quickly gathered light. A thick beam of light, like a spear of death, instantly shot towards the Feiyan. Huang Xuelian and others were unable to dodge, and the light directly hit the wing of the Feiyan. In an instant, the fuselage trembled violently, the alarm sounded more and more shrill, the cabin was filled with a pungent smell of burning, and the indicator lights on the instrument panel flashed wildly, showing various fault information.

"Oh no, we're going to crash!" a team member shouted in fear. The Feiyan began to fall uncontrollably, the fuselage tilted, and it dived rapidly towards the ground like a falling meteor. The team members' hearts instantly rose to their throats, they held on to the handrails beside them, and a trace of despair flashed in their eyes.

At this critical moment, Lin Feng, who had been watching the battle on the ground, had a gleam in his eyes. He pulled out the Holy Light Rod from his waist without hesitation and raised it high. In an instant, the light burst out and enveloped him. When the light faded, Ultraman Tiga's tall and mighty figure stood on the ground, his body emitting a sacred glow, as if he was a god of war from ancient times, bringing a glimmer of hope to this desperate battlefield.

Ultraman Tiga looked up at the sky, his eyes firm and resolute. He saw the falling Swallow, and without hesitation took a big step, running towards the direction of the fall. Every step shook the earth and raised a large amount of dust. He stretched out his huge palm, and at the moment when the Swallow was about to hit the ground, he firmly grabbed it in his hand.

At that critical moment, a matter of life and death, the out-of-control Hiyan was wrapped in billowing smoke, and the fuselage was shaking violently, like a wounded bird struggling to death, diving straight to the ground. At this critical moment, Ultraman Tiga appeared like a savior descending on the earth in mythology. His body that covered the sky and the sun rose from the ground, instantly crossed the distance of space, and steadily stretched out his huge palm to accurately hold up the falling Hiyan.

At this moment, the Feiyan was still trembling slightly in the broad palm of Ultraman Tiga, like a child who had survived a disaster and was still in shock. Through the porthole, the team members' eyes first touched the mysterious glow of Ultraman's palm texture, and then they looked up at Ultraman's towering face. The resolute outline and blue eyes seemed to contain endless power and determination to protect. In this desperate situation, the team members instantly felt an indescribable sense of security, as if a lonely boat drifting in the wind and waves finally found a quiet harbor.

Ultraman Tiga lowered his head, his eyes gently sweeping over the Hiyan, as if giving silent comfort to these brave warriors. Then, he carefully adjusted the strength and angle of his palms, his movements were as gentle as if he was protecting the most fragile treasure in the world, and slowly put the Hiyan aside on a relatively safe flat ground away from the battlefield. After placing the Hiyan, he straightened his body, his tall back like an indestructible wall, turned around and faced the giant robot that was baring its fangs and claws and raging wildly, and his eyes instantly ignited with a blazing fighting spirit, and that light seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and burn away the evil.

Huang Xuelian and the others were in the cabin, first dizzy from the sudden impact, and then shocked by Ultraman Tiga's rescue. After a while, they recovered, their hearts filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster and gratitude to their savior. "Thank you, Ultraman Tiga!" Huang Xuelian quickly picked up the communicator, her voice choking with sobs, and shouted loudly. This shout was full of their most sincere gratitude to Ultraman, and also carried the deep bond between the Victory Team and the Guardian of Justice.

Ultraman Tiga heard the call, turned his head slightly, and nodded in the direction of the Swallow. That gentle movement was like a gentle response, letting the team members know that their gratitude had been received; it was also like a silent encouragement, giving them the courage to continue fighting, as if saying: "As long as you are safe, let's fight side by side!" At this moment, the team members in the Swallow were in tune with Ultraman Tiga. They understood that this battle about the fate of the city and the protection of justice was not over yet, and at this moment, they had the most powerful ally, and their confidence and fighting spirit also burned.