A torrent of mories that didn't belong to Sun Hang crazily surged into his mind. Sun Hang gradually understood the anings and uses of those buttons and levers on the control panel, and he mastered various flight skills, ranging from basic to extre. He even experienced an aerial battle with eerie creatures in just over ten seconds...
He was no longer a novice pilot but an expert with forty-seven years of experience and over five thousand flight hours—combined data from two pilots. Now, throughout the entire Chunming City, there were probably few pilots more "senior" than Sun Hang.
Accompanied by a shrill alarm, Sun Hang saw a dense cluster of red dots appear on the radar screen—moreover, the sensation of eerie creatures he perceived was rapidly increasing from several to dozens, then quickly escalating to nearly a hundred.
Twenty seconds ago, the transport aircraft had entered the region of eternal night, and many instrunt readings began to beco quite chaotic... Fortunately, these two pilots had over a hundred twenty hours of flight ti in such a night environnt. The invaluable experience they accumulated allowed Sun Hang to still manage visual flight even under these adverse conditions.
The speed of those eerie creatures was swift. Based on the current flight speed of the transport aircraft and the approach speed of these creatures displayed on the radar, it wasn't hard to calculate that these guys already exceeded two Mach, comparable to the Xiazhou Federation's supersonic fighter jets... These creatures didn't even need to use any attack thods; they only needed to collide with the transport aircraft to cause damage severe enough for a crash.
In case of a crash, with Sun Hang's abilities, surviving would be easy. But Ling Xiao and Shinkata Misaki would invariably face death—even if they managed a successful parachute at this altitude, they would then have to confront infinite pursuit from the remaining eerie creatures.
These creatures could catch up with the near-sonic transport aircraft, let alone a powerless target in free fall.
Before take-off, Chunming City asked Sun Hang if he needed fighter escort, which he directly refused at that ti—but now, even if there were fighter escorts, they would only result in unnecessary fatalities.
The distance between the eerie creatures and the transport aircraft continually shortened and had already reached visual range. Sun Hang pressed a button on the side of the control lever, and from the tail of the aircraft, a large amount of igniting thermite was instantly ejected, illuminating a large expanse of the rear airspace.
This thermite was originally used to disrupt missile guidance systems, but in this situation, its only function was illumination.
Sun Hang finally saw what kinds of eerie creatures were trailing behind him—a large number of irregularly shaped chunks of at. No one could explain why these chunks of at, lacking apparent sources of propulsion and completely defying aerodynamic design, could reach fighter jet speeds... They appeared as if fired from the barrels of so live cannon, tightly biting the transport aircraft's rear.
To ensure speed and aerodynamics, this transport aircraft wasn't equipped with any weapons—even if it had them, Sun Hang wouldn't think that weapons like machine guns or missiles could eliminate these eerie creatures...
"Brace yourselves!" Sun Hang said to the two in the cabin and imdiately pulled back the control lever sharply. The nose of the transport aircraft was suddenly pulled to a nearly vertical angle with the ground, and it entered a stall descent!
Sun Hang had initially thought those two-Mach-speed chunks of at would just shoot forward, but these chunks of at were not only fast; their agility was incredibly abnormal—they changed direction the instant the transport aircraft began to descend and chased it again.
This adventurous "cobra maneuver" not only failed to help Sun Hang escape pursuit but rather significantly reduced the distance between the transport aircraft and the at chunks—the nearest chunk was barely three hundred ters away from the aircraft's wing, a re blink in aerial combat terms.
In that blink, a bolt of lightning struck down from above, turning a at chunk as big as a millstone instantly into charred carbon, then crashing hard against the transport aircraft's side!
The scene of the cabin being breached didn't occur. At the instant the charred chunk collided with the transport aircraft, it dispersed into countless tiny ash particles like so fluid sliding along the fuselage.
With a piercing screech, the transport aircraft began to shake violently... but just shaking, not crashing, nor was the cabin breached. Those ash particles left countless fine scratches on the fuselage before being blown away by the strong aerial winds.
Sitting in the cockpit, Sun Hang gasped for air, with his clothing behind him entirely soaked by sweat and tightly stuck to the plush fabric of the seat.
Summoning lightning out of thin air was terribly draining; just that single act nearly exhausted Sun Hang... He glanced at the Shariputra resting in his palm, its color having changed from a pale amber to pure transparent, with nurous fine cracks appearing within, as if ready to shatter any mont.
Sun Hang sighed and placed the now ruined Shariputra back in his pocket.
"The first squadron has entered the combat airspace!" A robust voice penetrated the shrill electrical noise and reached Sun Hang's ears, "Please identify friend or foe!"
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