Chapter 30: Plane Crash
In that pure and picturesque blue sky.
The fat pigeon flying away in panic, the bald head soaring straight up, and the deformed and ejected pieces of meat formed a strange and bizarre supernatural scene.
Li Qing was about to catch up with the pigeon, but the piece of meat was about to touch Li Qing even faster.
At this moment, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared on the canvas.
It stretched out its silver-grey steel wings, spewed out orange-red high-temperature flames, and emitted violent and overwhelming sound waves like a tsunami, and passed over the city at a low altitude wantonly and ostentatiously.
This is the F/A-18, a supersonic fighter-attack aircraft named "Hornet".
Although the "Hornet" that was about to return to the base for landing did not enter the supersonic flight state, even in the low-altitude flight with deliberately controlled speed, its speed was faster than Li Qing using Echo Shot.
“Wow!”
The piece of meat suddenly became restless.
Compared to the "slow" Li Qing, it prefers the Iron Eagle that flies at a high speed from a higher altitude.
So, this beast that relied entirely on instinct immediately abandoned Li Qing who was about to reach its mouth, and suddenly burst out with a speed that was not inferior to that of a fighter jet, and pounced straight towards the vast sky above.
"call…"
Li Qing let out a long sigh of relief.
He knew that he had survived.
With a sigh of relief, he shot the unfortunate fat pigeon dead, and the lump of meat successfully caught up with its juicy new prey - the "bumblebee".
It clung tightly to the Hornet's wing, which was perfectly designed and crafted with exquisite craftsmanship, and immediately made this top-notch craft that embodied the highest wisdom of mankind appear clumsy and powerless.
The flying posture of the Hornet was disturbed and the fuselage began to tilt severely.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Li Qing anymore.
"Feel sorry."
He looked up at the black shadow passing by at high speed above his head:
"Although it's a bit unfair to shift the blame to someone else, I really have no other choice."
"but…"
Li Qing smiled very maliciously:
"As the beacon of humanity and the world's police, it is only natural for you to save people, right?"
Although only a short moment had passed, the high-speed flying fighter had already flown a distance of at least a hundred meters with the piece of flesh clinging to its wing.
Li Qing has completely left the meat's perception range, and the distance between them is rapidly increasing.
Then, he began to fall under the influence of gravity.
It certainly wouldn't feel good to fall from a height of more than 100 meters. Li Qing could only pray that the blood he had reserved would be enough to use, so as to avoid dying miserably from "jumping off a building to commit suicide".
During the fall, he suddenly discovered...
"Huh?"
"I think I can use the 'Golden Bell Cover' on that little devil?"
So, when it was about to come into close contact with the hard concrete floor...
Li Qing's falling body suddenly turned sideways, and he rushed towards Giorno on the ground in a straight and somewhat strange trajectory.
The translucent light film of the Golden Bell Cover lit up on Giorno and Li Qing at the same time, and Li Qing used this displacement skill that was not restricted by the rules of physics to step onto the ground unscathed.
"this…"
"So you have this ability."
Giorno looked curiously at the spherical light shield around him that was gradually fading and disappearing, but he immediately calmed down and returned to the topic:
"but…"
"Is it really over?"
He looked up at the fighter plane that was falling towards the lower altitude and said solemnly:
"Although the fighter jets led away the piece of meat, we don't know if the monster can survive the crash."
"If it landed alive in the city and absorbed the energy of the fighter jet engine and grew rapidly like it absorbed the bus engine just now, then..."
"There will be a disaster in Naples, I'm afraid."
"this…"
Li Qing didn't rush to answer.
He quietly exited the data mode and took a quick look at his new "teammate" with his own eyes:
Sure enough, consistent with his boyish voice that still has a hint of childishness, Giorno is now still a 13-year-old blond kid wearing a junior high school uniform.
"This kid... was suddenly caught up in an unprovoked disaster, witnessed such a horrific scene, and experienced the extremes of life and death, but now he doesn't ..."
"He's not even 14 yet!"
"Giorno Giovanna... Is there such a natural born 'protagonist' in the world?"
Li Qing sighed inwardly, and finally said to Giorno:
"It should be over now."
"When I was considering using fighter jets as bait, I deduced what might happen next—"
"The fighter plane is huge, it's impossible for it to be swallowed up immediately."
"This place is only a stone's throw away from the sea. The pilot will definitely turn the plane around and let it crash into the sea as soon as he finds that the plane is out of control."
"When the time comes..."
"I see!"
Giorno could figure out what was going on without Li Qing's explanation:
"That piece of meat is a brainless creature that chooses its target based on 'movement speed', and there are tides surging back and forth in the sea all the time."
"As long as you send it into the sea, this monster will continue to chase those endless waves and be forever sealed in the endless waves."
"Although I feel a little sorry for that unlucky pilot..."
"But this is indeed the wisest thing we can do just now..."
Giorno exclaimed sincerely.
However, just as he finished praising her, he added a "but":
"but…"
"Mr. Baldhead, how can you be sure that the plane will turn around and crash into the sea?"
"ah?"
Li Qing scratched his head and said puzzledly:
"This shore is the city of Naples..."
"If we don't fly the plane into the sea, can we let it fall on the heads of the citizens?"
※※※
The pilot of the Hornet fighter is Lieutenant Sam from the USS Roosevelt aircraft carrier flight formation of the Navy's Sixth Fleet.
He had just had a pleasant flight with his comrades in his beloved plane over the Balkan Peninsula across the sea.
Relying on the overwhelming air military strength of the MiLiJian Empire, they easily tore through the enemy's weak air defense line as if they were in an empty space, and unscrupulously spread the flames of "love and justice" over the enemy's cities.
"What a boring game."
"Those useless guys should just surrender as soon as possible. Air-to-ground missiles are very expensive - it's all our taxpayers' money!"
Patriotic Lieutenant Sam thought so.
He flew his returning fighter plane low over the city of Naples, and amid a thunderous roar, he flew in an orderly manner towards the aircraft carrier anchored on the sea in the distance.
"Jennifer is always worried about my safety here..."
Lieutenant Sam couldn't help but think of his girlfriend who stayed in his hometown:
"Hahaha…what's there to worry about?"
"I'll call her later and tell her to wait for me to propose to her when I get back to Texas."
He laughed so hard that his neck turned red.
However, at this moment...
bang!
On the right wing of the fighter plane, there was a sudden sound of metal twisting and deforming.
Without even looking at the flashing fault message on the dashboard, Lieutenant Sam could see it by just tilting his head slightly:
The steel wings made of high-strength alloy actually collapsed and deformed while flying in the air!
“Holy shit!”
"Those big companies funded by their cousins are cutting corners even when manufacturing fighter jets?!"
Lieutenant Sam's face turned pale.
He tried hard to stabilize the fighter plane, which was already tilting and falling , but he immediately discovered something even more terrifying and weird:
The wing is more than just deformable.
To be precise, it was like being bitten by an invisible monster, being torn and swallowed bit by bit.
The tentacles of this "invisible monster" stretched farther and farther, and deeper and deeper, causing the abnormal steel distortion to spread continuously from the tip of the wing inward, threatening to swallow up the cockpit as well.
"fuxk! fuxk! fuxk!"
"mother fuxk!"
Lieutenant Sam burst into a burst of swear words.
Even without being able to see the stand-in, he could tell that the fighter was about to disintegrate in mid-air.
"The distortion traces are spreading to the fuselage..."
"If this continues, even the cockpit's ejection escape system might be damaged!"
"I might die!"
In fact, spending a few more seconds to change direction will not necessarily result in death, but this “uncertainty” is the most frightening thing.
"But…"
Looking at the messy dashboard in front of him, Lieutenant Sam was in a dilemma:
"You can't skydive yet!"
"I haven't turned my flight direction yet. If I run away now, it will definitely crash into the city!"
At this moment, Lieutenant Sam thought of sacrifice.
He could foresee the glory of being buried under the stars and stripes, and the honor of having his fame proclaimed in the news media.
His beloved Jennifer and his loving parents would wipe away their tears while reading out such a beautiful eulogy for him at the funeral presided over by the community priest:
"Sam Malis was an outstanding soldier and the epitome of the pure spirit of Rice and Rice."
"Inspired by justice, he came to a foreign country to spread freedom and light, and finally sacrificed his young and beautiful life forever to save innocent citizens of Italy..."
"etc…"
Lieutenant Sam suddenly realized something was wrong:
"What does an ordinary citizen of Italy have to do with an American like me?"
One second later...
The cockpit opened and the escape seat soared into the sky.
