zombie frenzy

Chapter 914

On the screen, the clouds broke open, and silver figures came out of it one by one, and quickly dived towards the destroyer.

Kotby's fingers fluttered and he tapped on the keyboard continuously, locking on to the incoming fighter plane.

Although it is an automatic fire control system, in the case of a large number of enemy planes, the computer cannot judge which is the primary target, how to defend and counterattack, these must be locked and assigned by the operator, otherwise, they will only attack all In this way, the attack power will be weakened, and the defense will be torn apart in an instant.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer, they are about to launch missiles." Gore said calmly, staring at the screen.

As soon as the words fell, flames flashed under the left wing of the swooping fighter plane, and then a missile flew down with a roar. There were more than 20 fighter planes, and a large number of missiles appeared in the sky for a while.

All the way.

Several machine guns bombarded, and the incoming missiles were captured and locked by the fire control system. The automatic machine guns began to rotate, and the muzzles ejected a large number of warheads towards the sky, blasting a burst of flames hundreds of meters in the air.

"Block it, be sure to block it." Gore stopped looking at the screen, walked to the bridge window, and stared at it with clenched fists.

More than [-] missiles were launched first and then quickly, and white smoke trails were pulled out in the sky. Through the thick glass windows, he could hear the whistling sound approaching while standing inside.

"what…"

Kotby yelled, quickly manipulating the keyboard, and the machine guns outside quickly divided into several groups, blocking the front of the first few missiles that hit.

The large groups of flames exploded, and the machine guns ejected hundreds of shells per second. Under the fine-tuning of the fire control system, the muzzles were accurately pointed at the incoming missiles in the sky.

Rumble.

The first missile exploded in the air, the flames billowed, and the shock wave blasted down from the sky, causing the destroyers docked on the shore to shake non-stop.

Kotby didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. He adjusted the cannon, released the previous lock, re-established a new target, and quickly set up a fire net.

Boom, boom, boom.

Missiles were hit by machine guns one after another, and the shrapnel roared, making the deck clank and rattle.

"Good job." Gore shouted loudly, completely ignoring the bullet-proof glass that was less than one meter away from him, and a hole was opened by the shrapnel.

The hull began to shake violently, the shock wave raged in the air, and the air was disturbed. They were in the turbulence, and the calm sea began to be choppy. Kotby was so thrown that he almost flew out of the chair, gritted his teeth and threw himself in front of the screen, continuing to adjust the muzzle.

boom.

In the process of swaying just now, a missile passed through the fire net and slammed into the bow of the ship fiercely. A large group of flames rose, and the raised bow was instantly hit and sank.

A huge hole appeared on it, the steel plate was torn, and the fragments roared and shot indiscriminately, making the glass in front of Gore crack and crack, and all collapsed and shattered with a clatter.

As the missile hit, the machine guns couldn't keep up with the trajectory at all. Kotby shouted desperately, tapped his fingers quickly, transferred all the machine guns that could be mobilized, and firmly guarded the bridge. As for other parts , he was already powerless to stop it.

Boom boom boom.

Violent explosions sounded one after another, countless flames rose from the destroyer, and there were huge holes everywhere. The hull creaked, as if it would be broken in two in the next moment.

"Haha, I blocked it." Kotby shouted excitedly.

The missile didn't sink them, and he saved the bridge, except that the glass was smashed into pieces, and the overhead was dented by the collapsed radar. The two of them were fine.

More than 20 fighter planes did not fire any more missiles. They came out with a total of four missiles. It is already the limit to shoot out one. The rest will be used in New York.

The silver figure quickly swooped down from the sky, one kilometer away from them, and saw the light flashing under the belly of the machine, the machine gun began to roar, and a series of streamers flew towards them.

After circling in the air, most of them quickly flew towards the city after checking the situation below, leaving only four fighter planes to continue their attacks.

The destroyer has been destroyed, and the deck is in a mess. Even the machine gun, only one can be used at this time, and the rest have become scrap iron. At this time, the enemy only needs to destroy the bridge and attack the military port. Even if the task is successfully completed.

"It's time for me to play," Gore said.

He strode over, picked up a chair and placed it in front of the console, and quickly turned on the fire control system, "Kotby, I will assist you."

"Yes, Captain." Kotby said in a deep voice.

Both of them seem to have forgotten that the enemy plane is about to land, and the flying shells are about to attack them. They have reached this point, and the adrenaline is soaring, making people feel no fear. Apart from nervousness and excitement, they feel nothing. arrive.

All the way.

A series of holes were quickly punched out on the deck, sparks flew, and four machine guns moved from the bow to the stern, ready to plow them clean.

"go to hell."

Kotby yelled loudly, tapped quickly with his hand, and locked the fighter plane in the middle with a cross on the screen. The lowered muzzle seemed to be a machine gun made of broken iron, and the gun body rotated rapidly. The rain of bullets that were even denser than the cannon roared to meet them.

boom.

In an instant, the fighter plane was blown up, flames shot into the sky, and countless fragments flew in the air. The pilot inside didn't even have a chance to eject, and disintegrated along with the fighter plane.

The nearby planes quickly spread out to the left and right, and the streamer from the skimming stopped abruptly when it was about to hit the bridge, but the machine guns did not stop, and continued to chase the fighter planes away, but these fighter planes moved quickly , the trajectory changes quickly, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

The fighter planes that left the military port started to spray flames from their bellies, and they were still nearly ten kilometers away, pouring missiles early.

"Come on." Gore said in a deep voice.

A series of electromagnetic guns quickly turned their muzzles, chug chug, and continuously sprayed bullets outside. Each of the more than [-] electromagnetic cannons corresponded to a fighter plane. Give lock.

In the sky, the remaining three fighter planes circled far away, and quickly flew over again, shooting out strings of streamers, this time avoiding the side where the machine guns were, and attacking from the other side, the ground of the military port was covered by It was a mess, gravel shot and splashed, and it passed through most of the military port in the blink of an eye, approaching the destroyer.

"Captain." Kotby shouted in despair, "It's too late."

"Come here, I'll kill a few of them at the last second." Gore roared angrily.

"Yes, Captain."

Kotby stopped managing the machine guns, quickly changed the screen, and took over half of the electromagnetic guns from Gore.

Controlled by professionals, those electromagnetic guns seemed to have life in an instant. The muzzles turned, and the flying missiles exploded in the air one by one. There was still one kilometer away from the building, but they seemed to have encountered a natural moat, and there was no way to get over it. .

"Lock the fighter planes and shoot them down." Gore glanced at Coteby and shouted loudly.

There are too many missiles, and Gore knows that there is no way to finish them before he is destroyed. Moreover, even if he is given enough time, there is no way to deal with all the missiles. Instead of this, it is better to let some of them go. Destroy the fighter plane first.

"Gore, damn it, I know you're here." Nearby, Guo Fei's annoyed voice came from the walkie-talkie, "Get out of there for me, do you hear me, give it up, and come back to me."

Gore didn't look up, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, the communication is down, I didn't hear anything."

Kotby smiled, "Captain, I heard everything."

"Idiot, concentrate, this is our last chance." Gore gave him a sideways glance.

"Gore, leave quickly, hell, don't pretend you can't hear, Bonnie has already gone up, we won't lose without fire control, do you hear me?" Guo Fei shouted.

Several fighter planes quickly flew towards the destroyer from the naval port. The machine guns roared, and the ground was punched with bullet craters. Several cars parked on the roadside were hit by the machine guns. Scatter in pieces.

"It's a pity, it's too late to destroy one of them." Gore stopped the movement in his hands, looked at the fighter planes that were getting closer, and said with a sigh.

In the line of sight, the enemy's face seemed to be clearly visible, flames were ejected from the belly of the machine, and streams of light were continuously grazing out.

Puff puff.

Gore was stunned suddenly, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. Holes appeared one after another on the wings of the flying fighters, and then the fuselage began to shake and roll, and black smoke rose from the fuselage. In the blink of an eye, there was a scream The sound of the fire passed over their heads, whistling and falling towards the distant sea, and exploded with a bang.

"What happened?" Gore exclaimed in surprise.

Kotby stood up and looked around, then suddenly rushed to the window, pointed down and shouted loudly, "Captain, it's the first mate."

Dozens of sailors, led by the chief mate, raised their guns and shot wildly at the flying fighter planes. Seeing Kotby's figure, they raised their hands with a smile and gave a thumbs up.

"Come back and kill those guys." Gore gritted his teeth, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't look at the first officer, and shouted at Kotby loudly.

The remaining two fighter planes scattered in panic, several holes were punched in the fuselage, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

There was a burst of cheers from the dilapidated deck. In the sea, the downed fighter plane was turned into pieces, and the flames fluctuated on the sea. This was the second plane they had successfully shot down.

In New York City, the electromagnetic guns sprayed bullets crazily, and the muzzles moved continuously with the trajectory of the missiles. Two of them shot down the missiles, aimed their muzzles at the fighter planes, and followed their tracks closely.

Boom, boom, boom.

There were constant explosions in the sky above the building, figures swayed in the corridor, and some people were carrying precious materials to transfer, and some even stayed there, gritted their teeth and wanted to finish the experiment that was about to end, but were blocked by a few guards. He picked it up and dragged it out.

At the military port, two fighter planes flew close to the sea, one left and one right, swaying left and right, and suddenly rose when they were about to rush in front of the destroyer.

"Fire, fire." The first officer shouted loudly.

Countless bullets were shot out, and the fuel sprayed out from the belly of a fighter plane floated in the air, but suddenly ignited, and quickly engulfed the fighter plane.

The machine gun swept across the deck, hitting the steel and splashing a large amount of sparks, tinkling and jingling.

"Get down." The first officer yelled, stretching out his hand to pull down the companion beside him, but found that his hand was very light. Turning his head, he saw that what he was pulling was only a small half of his body.

Flying at low altitude, the violent sound waves quickly enveloped them. The first officer looked at the broken body, his head seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, and he fell forward with a leap.

"Kill them," Gore growled.

A fighter plane rushed over at a very fast speed. It seemed that it was not afraid of the rain of bullets below. Cannons fired.

(End of this chapter)