320: Should be able to open

"Brother, you don't need to do anything. Just take this powerful vacuum cleaner."

"You just need to assist me on the battlefield, helping me collect scattered debris."

With that, Ivan tossed the powerful vacuum cleaner to Xiao Soul and then quickly flew into the sky.

After Xiao Soul took the powerful vacuum cleaner, his eyes remained fixed on Ivan.

Whenever Ivan died and debris scattered everywhere, Xiao Soul would quickly rush over and collect all of it.

After accumulating enough, the two would exchange the powerful vacuum cleaner again.

This way, Ivan no longer had to worry about accidentally dying due to insufficient debris.

Furthermore, Ivan had given all of his heaven is round, earth is square to Xiao Soul, so he wouldn't easily die on the battlefield either.

High in the sky.

Fuji operated at full capacity, constantly dodging the attacks of Hafke's stealth fighter jets.

After realizing that homing missiles were useless against Fuji.

All of Hafke's stealth fighter jets lined up in a row.

Whenever Fuji tried to accelerate and blend in among them.

Hafke's stealth fighter jets would use their speed, far superior to Fuji's, to retreat.

This way, all of Hafke's stealth fighter jets no longer had to worry about friendly fire.

They only needed to unleash their firepower forward.

Coupled with the absence of Shen Cangsheng's cover, Fuji found it increasingly difficult to face Hafke's fleet alone.

A rare look of panic now appeared on Fuji's face.

Air-to-ground strikes were always merciless.

If he couldn't handle or eliminate these fleets.

Then these fleets would shift their targets to the ground battlefield.

Just like now, as Fuji gradually became powerless to turn the tide.

A portion of Hafke's stealth fighter jets had already redirected their firepower to the ground.

Even with infinite ammunition support, it was impossible for Fuji to single-handedly resist all of Hafke's fleets.

"Calm down, calm down, there must be a way."

"I can't always rely on others..."

Fuji focused on dodging attacks while continuously reassuring himself.

Bang!

Just then, a missile suddenly struck the tail of the fighter jet Fuji was piloting.

The explosion caused Fuji inside the cockpit to shake violently.

He had just adjusted his state when red warning lights began flashing continuously inside the cockpit.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

"Warning, fighter jet tail malfunction!"

"Warning, fighter jet tail malfunction!"

"Self-repair initiated..."

"Self-repair failed..."

"fighter jet will lose power in 30 seconds."

"Pilot, please eject in advance."

The AI voice ended, but the warning red lights continued to flash inside the cockpit.

Fuji, who had held out hope upon hearing the words "self-repair," had a change in expression.

"If it can't be repaired, why the hell are you wasting my time!"

"Couldn't you just tell me the time directly!"

At the same time, dense missiles once again rained down on Fuji.

Fuji's hands danced rapidly across the control panel, narrowly dodging most of the missiles.

Bang!

But even though Fuji had pushed his operations to the limit, he still couldn't completely avoid this rain of missiles.

"Warning..."

"Stop f*cking warning me! I know!"

The plane shook violently, and Fuji couldn't even perform aerial maneuvers as he used to.

Already overwhelmed, Fuji felt his head about to explode upon hearing the incessant alarms and AI voice... Somewhere else.

Demulan, sitting beside Jacob, was staring at another screen.

On that screen, the precise locations of all of Hafke's stealth fighter jets were displayed.

After retreating from the battlefield, Demulan began to command the aerial combat.

This was why Hafke's stealth fighter jets were able to line up in an orderly fashion, preventing Fuji from blending in.

"I want this guy, don't kill him."

"This time I'm not messing around, and I'm not joking."

"He's very important to Hafke."

Noticing the situation on Fuji's side, Jacob couldn't help but frown and speak.

Demulan's expression showed surprise.

Their long acquaintance allowed her to immediately tell that Jacob was serious.

He really wanted to spare this pilot's life?

Although she couldn't understand why, Demulan still nodded... High in the sky, Fuji, who was already overwhelmed, suddenly heard Demulan's voice.

"Give up. Eject now, and Hafke will not launch any attacks against you."

"You are the first person I've seen who dared to engage Hafke in aerial combat and persisted until this moment."

"But the sky will always belong to Hafke."

"You have no chance of winning."

"However, given your performance, Hafke will award you the highest medal of honor."

"And for the second time, sincerely invite you to join."

Hearing Demulan's voice, the annoyed expression on Fuji's face intensified.

"Oh my god, isn't this annoying!"

"Just fight, why so much nonsense?!"

Bang!

While he was speaking, a missile once again struck the fighter jet's flank!

Almost instantly, the plane Fuji was piloting almost completely lost balance.

This made Fuji completely furious.

If the other party hadn't suddenly started chatting with him just now.

He wouldn't have failed to dodge that missile.

"And he f*cking says the sky belongs to Hafke."

"The sky belongs to..."

Fuji's words trailed off, and he seemed to freeze.

His eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.

Just as the plane was wildly swaying, Fuji caught sight of the crimson giant mech on the ground.

A bold idea suddenly came to him at this moment.

Fuji continuously operated on the screen.

The already crumbling fighter jet miraculously maintained temporary stability under his operation.

Fuji adjusted his flight direction towards the crimson giant mech.

Seeing this, Jacob raised an eyebrow.

"He's using the plane crash explosion to attack our mech?"

"Everyone from this country is like this."

"Even in death, they'll find a way to take a bite out of someone else."

"Intercept him with missiles. He has heaven is round, earth is square, so he won't die."

"Although it won't cause much damage, with this kid's skill, he might actually hit a vital spot on the mech."

Jacob genuinely liked Fuji.

But his liking was due to the other party's piloting talent.

And precisely because of this, he believed that if Fuji were truly allowed to crash the fighter jet into the mech.

It might hit a vital spot on the mech, leading to a decrease in performance.

To save a few missiles and cause problems for the mech would be a false economy.

"Alright."

Demulan nodded, then immediately issued orders to the fleet.

Bang!

Hiss!

Bang bang bang!

The stealth fighter jets continuously rained missiles down on the falling Fuji.

Now, Fuji's fighter jet had absolutely no ability to dodge missiles.

Boom!

Countless missiles struck Fuji's fighter jet, instantly erupting into brilliant flames in the sky.

Whoosh!

Before the flames of the explosion could dissipate, the sound of the power propulsion device suddenly roared!

Fuji's figure instantly shot out!

Relying on the fighter jet's final acceleration, Fuji was already very close to the crimson mech.

Now, approaching in time with the power propulsion device.

No one could stop him.

Whoosh!

As the power propulsion device sounded for the last time, Fuji landed steadily on top of the crimson giant mech.

Clang!

"Even though I haven't seen a tutorial for this thing."

"But fortunately, I've watched some movies."

"I should be able to operate it."