From the beginning of the design of radar, it is to find the target and determine the position.

One of the most important aspects of the new generation of aircraft is the stealth capability. If a high-speed fighter jet that cannot be detected by any radar can be designed, it will be a nightmare for hostile countries. Come and fly, imagine a fighter group loaded with ammunition, straight from the border into the heart of the capital...

A humanoid fighter plane that could not be locked or detected was flying with bombs, flying at high speed close to the west side of the border of Honshu Island.

Poor Takahashi's appearance at this time is a bit ridiculous, a pair of wings flapping fast on his back, the clothes draped over his body are squeaked by the wind, and a motorcycle helmet is worn on his face to block the wind, just like an illegal speeding bike party.

The clouds stretched endlessly under her body, and the sun was scorching hot, just like the fighter jets flying in the smoke of war decades ago.

"Whoosh!!"

A huge passenger plane swept in from below the clouds, and the clouds were instantly smashed by the body.

Compared with the plane, Takahashi's petite body looks like an ant.

As long as she thinks, she can create a sensational air accident in an instant.

"call!"

Vibrating wings, the wind was blowing, and a dozen feathers flew in the air under the action of the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Pity Takahashi seized the opportunity and stepped on the plane.

"Keng!"

Steady on the plane, the girl shook her shoulders, and the pair of wings behind her narrowed suddenly.

"Paper."

Thousands of sheets of white paper appeared in the air, forming a half-arc white wall in front of Takahashi.

This can withstand the turbulent wind that hits the plane when the plane is flying at high speed.

"Sorry, take a downwind."

Sitting cross-legged behind the wall, Takahashi pitifully closed his eyes to recharge.

Air tickets or something, I will make up for it when I have a chance in the future. It is the first time I have rubbed someone else's "car".

Directly below the plane is the toilet, and a middle-aged man with a greasy and half-bald island characteristic is sitting on the toilet and humming a song.

I finally returned home from Hokkaido, where there are still many birds. Kyoto, there is some garbage outside of Kyoto.

"Keng!"

Just when the middle-aged man was at ease, a knocking sound suddenly came from above his head.

"Fuck, what."

Isn't the top of his head an airplane body?

Cardiac arrest!

With just this sound, all kinds of aviation disaster pictures appeared in his mind, volley disintegration, planes collided, struck by lightning, and hit by meteorites from outside the sky.

The islanders have suffered from various natural disasters since ancient times, and suffered a high incidence of paranoia.

"Well……"

Blushing and waiting for a few minutes, the catastrophic picture did not appear, but the long stick that was finally squeezed into the toilet shrank back in fright.

After flying for a while, the speed of the plane bound for Osaka slowly slowed down, and the whole picture of Kyoto city suddenly appeared under the clouds. A bad guy without a ticket on the plane jumped down, a perfect free fall, and volleyed into the sky. Open your wings, and birds like never before swim in the sky above Kyoto.

…………

"This is the marked storage place?" Takahashi hovered pitifully in mid-air, looking coldly at the police station under him.

The safest storage place in the city is generally the vault of the bank branch. If the feathers are really hidden in the underground, there is really no good way for Takahashi to break through.

The best way to deal with underground targets is ground-piercing bombs. The rice army has the most "voice" in all this. During the 1991 war, the rice army used two bombs in a row to create the sensational Amelia massacre. The first shot penetrated tens of meters of ground and reinforced concrete structures, blasting the civilians in the air-raid shelter into pieces. After the second shot penetrated, a fire with a temperature of several thousand degrees ignited instantly. The flames turned into coke, and the high-pressure water sprayed by the fire extinguishing device in the bomb shelter also turned into boiling water. The second layer of the bomb shelter was only the survivors who were injured by the shock and were scalded to death by the boiling water.

Of the more than 1,000 women, children and children, only ten survived, and the rest were all transformed into silhouettes that could not be washed away. The silhouettes of people struggling before death still exist on the walls of the air-raid shelter to this day.

It was carelessly preserved in the ground building, which must be taught some lessons.

Feeling the feather power coming from the ground from a distance, Takahashi shrugged his shoulders pitifully.

Wings folded!

Dive!

"Whoosh."

Things that can be solved in a simple way don't need to waste time fighting on the ground.

The sharp sound of flying over the ground sounded, and Takahashi rushed towards the police station of the Public Security Division like a javelin.

The staff sitting in the office drinking tea laughed and flipped through the documents, and several people discussed what to eat after get off work.

The tea leaves in the cup floated and swirled, and a rapidly approaching figure was reflected on the smooth glass wall.

"Blast!"

Fifty-six detonating charms fell from the sky!

Each one was as fast as a dart, and as soon as it hit the ground, there was a dazzling explosion.

"Boom!!"

A deafening sound rang out!

The thousand-year-old capital of Kyoto ushered in its first aerial bombardment.

The glass was blown to pieces by the air wave and flew into the sky, and the colorful sunlight shattered.

To the background music of the explosion, Takahashi fell on his toes, his wings blowing away the smoke and dust.

There is no joy, no sorrow, no mercy on the delicate face.

…………

"I'm late!"

"Damn!"

Takeo Moribe stared at what was happening in front of him.

The building turned into half of the ruins, the living and the dead were buried under the earth and stone, and the black smoke that covered the eyes turned the world at this time into a **** on earth where ghosts and ghosts wandered.

The elegant Kyoto people knelt on the ground holding their heads, and the cars parked on the side of the road made piercing sirens and sirens.

The sound of the repeated explosions was like thunder, which could be heard all over the capital, and the person at the center of the explosion...

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

Amidst the smoke, a man in a security uniform came out. He staggered, swaying from side to side, his close-fitting clothes crumpled together in pain.

"Ah, ah!"

Ears~lightnovelpub.net~ He covered his ears tightly with both hands, blood gurgled frantically from the crevices of his palms, half of his body was dyed red, and his wide-open mouth let out an unconscious roar.

Such a vigorous shouting seemed to allow him to grasp the loss of hearing.

"I'm here to save you."

Shoubu rushed forward, but before he had time to support the other party, the staff covered his ears and threw himself on the ground in desperation. His ears, nose, nasal cavity, and internal organs turned into blood and ran out.

The flame burned in the black smoke, and the black smoke danced its claws in the wind, driving the human wolf to rush.

Like a beast that panics and is powerless during a forest fire, the survival instinct is engraved in the genes of every animal.

A pure white figure blasted away the black smoke and leaped into the sky.

"Roar."

The angel's wings slid across the sky, and the roar that ripped through the air was like the roar of a tiger entrenched in the mountains.