229: Chapter 228 Last Words

An Lan glared at Lu Fan, playfully punching him lightly on the shoulder, feigning anger. "Don't be such a jinx! How could there be so many monsters? You're just imagining things!"

Despite her words, their steps unconsciously slowed as they cautiously entered the cockpit.

The moment they stepped in, a mixed scent of old metal and an unknown mystery assailed them, as if the dust of time had settled in this confined space for a long time.

The cockpit was small, with two seats standing silently. On one of them sat a skeleton clad in a black flight suit. The sight was so abrupt that it startled both of them, causing them to take a large step back.

An Lan immediately hid behind Lu Fan.

"Oh my goodness!"

Lu Fan was also startled, almost reflexively kicking out. Fortunately, his mental fortitude was strong, and he quickly calmed down.

He subconsciously looked around, and when he saw the clear and striking Huaguo national emblem on the skeleton's uniform, he was instantly stunned.

The nerves that had been taut with tension relaxed like a released bowstring, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

An Lan also noticed this detail, her brows slightly furrowed, and she asked with a face full of doubt, "Why does he have Huaguo's symbol on him?"

Lu Fan stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with thought, and he speculated wildly, "Could it be a parallel world? Maybe in this world, there's a Huaguo that's very similar to ours!"

"That's very possible. On the current Blue Star, you can't find such a primitive and desolate place," An Lan echoed.

As they discussed in low voices, Lu Fan, unable to suppress his curiosity, slowly sat down in the other seat.

The moment he settled in, the familiar, cold electronic voice echoed in his ears again: "Initiate self-check program?"

Lu Fan didn't hesitate, responding loudly and with full vigor, "Start self-check!"

The electronic voice first stuttered, as if this T60 Fighter, dormant for many years, also needed time to fully awaken from its long slumber. Then, it spoke unhurriedly.

"T60 airframe severely damaged, right engine suffered severe impact, damage level as high as 87%, has lost takeoff capability, and energy is less than 0.1%."

Upon hearing this news, the excitement on Lu Fan's face was instantly replaced by disappointment. His back, originally straight as a pine, sagged slightly, unable to hide his dismay.

However, his inherent curiosity quickly overcame his disappointment, and he immediately asked eagerly, "What are the specifications of this aircraft?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a screen glowing with a faint blue light unfolded out of thin air before him.

A sleek, highly futuristic aircraft model slowly emerged, with detailed data for each part appearing one by one like flowing water.

The fighter's exterior resembled a dart poised to strike, exuding a sharp aura, with every design element seemingly proclaiming its power and advanced nature.

Lu Fan's eyes widened, his face full of shock, as he murmured, "These specifications are simply heaven-defying! It's no exaggeration to say it completely surpasses all current fighter jets in the world."

Not only that, the introduction also mentioned that this aircraft actually has a self-repair function when it has sufficient energy.

This means that as long as there is enough energy supply, it can continuously repair its own damage, always maintaining a good combat state.

Meanwhile, the livestream room completely exploded.

"What kind of black technology fighter jet is this? It's ridiculously powerful!"

"Parallel world confirmed, it's too shocking!"

"Could it be that Huaguo over there has already conquered the world? This power is terrifying!"

And some high-level scientific researchers far away in Huaguo, after seeing these data, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

An old professor with white hair, who had been deeply involved in the aviation field for many years, was so excited that his hands trembled slightly. He slapped the table with a "smack," his voice also trembling slightly.

"If we could get the engineering drawings for this aircraft, Huaguo's fighter jet technology would probably lead the world by several decades! This is definitely a major breakthrough in the field of aviation!"

The two quickly recovered from their shock and began to carefully examine the various equipment and instrument panels in the cockpit, trying to unearth more information about this aircraft.

As he searched, Lu Fan found a uniquely shaped black box on the control panel.

Lu Fan picked it up curiously, and unexpectedly, the box, as if a mechanism had been triggered, shot out a blue light from a small hole, slowly condensing into a human figure in the air.

Lu Fan and An Lan widened their eyes, staring with a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

The figure had a typical East Asian face and looked very young. He sat in the pilot's seat, with some dried blood on his face, conveying a sense of tragic heroism.

He slowly removed his helmet, his movements slightly sluggish, then slowly began to speak, his voice somewhat hoarse and tired, yet imbued with a deep-seated resolve.

"I am Peng Siqi, pilot of the T60 Fighter, designation 007. During this expulsion mission, I encountered fierce resistance from the Pretty Country Alliance. They dispatched their most advanced fighter squadrons to intercept me and prevent me from defending our homeland's airspace."

At this point, a hint of pride appeared on Peng Siqi's face, and his eyes sparkled: "In the fierce aerial combat, relying on the T60's outstanding performance, I successfully shot down 3 Pretty Country Alliance fighter jets.

Their so-called ace pilots were nothing before the T60. The T60's speed, maneuverability, and powerful weapon systems gave me a definite advantage on the battlefield.

Those Pretty Country pilots probably couldn't believe until the very end that they would be beaten so helplessly by Huaguo's fighter jet."

"But after all, two fists are no match for four hands. Their fighter jets were too numerous, and their firepower too fierce. My T60 also suffered heavy damage in the battle; the right engine was hit, the energy system was severely damaged, and I lost the ability to return. I tried my best to control the fighter, attempting to find a safe landing spot, but..."

Peng Siqi's eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and unwillingness, and his voice gradually deepened.

"I know I can't go back alive. In my last moments, I want to ask the organization to properly take care of my wife and child.

My wife, she has always silently supported my career, managing everything at home for me. My child is still so young; I haven't had a chance to properly accompany him as he grows..."

Peng Siqi's voice choked up, and he paused for a long time, trying to calm his emotions before continuing.

"But I have no regrets. As a Huaguo pilot, fighting for the country's dignity and honor is my mission. I used the T60's formidable strength to prove Huaguo's determination to defend its territory to the world. Even if I sacrifice myself here, I believe that our Huaguo will definitely be able to repel all invaders, and drive them all out, just like in the past."

Finally, Peng Siqi was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and with all his strength, said loudly: "I don't know if this last message of mine will be found, but I believe the glory of Huaguo will never perish! No matter what difficulties and challenges we face in the future, our national spirit will be passed down from generation to generation, endlessly!

May the fire of humanity endure forever."