My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1200 - 1095: Danger Approaching? Hurry and Flee for Your Life?
Drip drip drip drip~
The urgent alarm sound suddenly blared.
This was a sign of danger!
It meant that continuous radar waves were persistently beaming in, and there was a high chance of being locked on.
But what use was the alarm?
At this very moment, the pilots of the two Vulture Fighter jets had long anticipated such an encounter.
It was like carrying a weapon, constantly loitering outside someone else’s doorstep.
Even if they didn’t trespass, they would definitely be watched cautiously by the other side.
Becoming continuously irradiated by radar waves was akin to being verbally warned and intimidated by the adversary.
But could it really escalate to gunfire?
Impossible!
The Vulture Fighters hadn’t crossed the border; the enemy would certainly not dare to initiate fire.
Moreover, you can’t open the missile bay doors when flying at super-high supersonic speeds.
It’s like driving a car on a highway at high speeds; if you suddenly open a window, you can feel the strong air current ferociously rushing into the car.
As for the Vulture Fighter jets flying at nearly four times the speed of sound, their flight speed is not around a hundred kilometers per hour, but over four thousand kilometers per hour.
At such high speeds, how strong must the impact of the airflow be?
It could instantly tear apart the missile bay doors, causing damage to the warplane.
Therefore, if an aerial battle were to take place, everyone would have to slow down.
Flight speed must be reduced to within two Mach before opening the missile bay to deploy munitions.
Even so, the speed of opening and closing of the missile bay doors must be incredibly fast, the whole process needing to take less than a second.
Only with sufficient speed can the disturbance and impact from the airflow be reduced, achieving zero damage to the munitions upon deployment as much as possible.
The traditional method of deploying munitions involves electrifying the weapon racks to unlock them, allowing the ammunition to fall away from the fighter jet due to gravity.
But this process is too slow, taking too long.
The newer generation of faster jets like the Fierce Dragon and Vulture Fighter quickly eject missiles the moment the bay doors open, followed by a swift closure.
Therefore.
Whoever slows down is preparing to fire.
But at present, everyone’s ’high-altitude drag racing,’ and no one can do anything to the others.
They continue to probe dangerously along the border.
The pilots of the two Vulture Fighters are hesitating on whether to abandon the mission, as they have already been spotted and tailed.
On the other hand, the pilots of the Fierce Dragon Fighter Jets coming in relay to track are grumbling about the other side being too advanced, wondering when this will ever end?
...
Early morning.
Genlong Village shrouded in morning mist, exuding a peaceful and serene tranquility in the glow of dawn.
The air is refreshingly pleasant in the early hours.
Old Mr. Tang is out for a morning run on the country road; the countryside doesn’t have smog like the cities.
To aim for a healthy and long life, of course, one must exercise regularly.
Moreover, having lived in Genlong Village for several months, the villagers have become well-acquainted with Old Mr. Tang.
Running in circles in the yard is boring!
Naturally, it’s better to jog along the countryside paths, running along the ridges between fields, and to greet and chat with the villagers.
The guards have long become accustomed to this, protecting front and rear, jogging at an unhurried pace.
Meanwhile, by the Wu Family’s courtyard.
Mr. and Mrs. Wu Jianguo are busy working in the vegetable garden.
With Old Mr. Tang in a long-term recovery here and their daughter-in-law Tang Xiao preparing for pregnancy, naturally, it’s best to grow their vegetables and fruits.
Things like chickens, ducks, and fish are also more reassuring when raised themselves.
Who knows how much pesticide the ones bought from outside have been treated with?
As for Wu Jie and his wife...
Having returned home last night, they were constantly urged to conceive.
At night, could they afford not to work overtime, rushing to create the next generation?
After toiling until late into the night, now is finally the time to rest and catch up on sleep.
Sound asleep, and since Tang Xiao’s phone was on silent and placed far away, the message wasn’t received immediately.
However...
Wu Jie’s mobile phone contained a confidential app installed by the Security Bureau.
In critical moments, it could make the phone emit a loud sound at maximum volume.
And now.
The piercing sound abruptly went off.
Wu Jie, who was in deep sleep, awoke with a start.
"Damn it, who is it this early in the morning?!"
Pulling his arm out from under Tang Xiao’s neck, Wu Jie threw off the covers, got dressed, and got out of bed.
Picking up his trousers from the floor, he fished out the screeching phone and answered.
"Who’s this?"
"It’s me, Zheng, you need to get your family and run! Run as far as you can! Quickly!"
Wu Jie chuckled and said, "Old Zheng, what kind of joke are you playing this early in the morning? Have I broken the law? Why should I run? Today isn’t April Fool’s, stop playing these low-brow jokes!"
On the other end of the phone, Zheng was so frantic he was nearly exploding.
"What joke would I be making! It’s that bastard from Shayol, he’s sent fighter jets to bomb you! If you don’t start running now, you’ll be blown to bits!"
Huh???
Wu Jie let out a cry of surprise.
Is it really that badass?
Last night, in the middle of the night, they had only caught two spies lurking in the wild mountains opposite, with sinister intentions.
And now, this morning, they’re planning an air raid to kill me?
If I were in Nabigu Continent, amidst the chaos of the Jiazhou Continent, Shayol’s madness would make sense; after all, they’ve always acted strong, domineering, and lawless.
But getting bombed in my own hometown...
How does that sound even remotely possible?
But Zheng obviously wouldn’t joke about such a thing, and this isn’t the way to pull a prank, either.
On further thought, though, it doesn’t seem entirely impossible!
They hate me so much that they wouldn’t stop until I’m dead; perhaps they really are bold enough to take the risk.
So, is this Shayol’s idea of a wake-up surprise for me?
I hate nothing more than being woken from my sleep and having my dreams disturbed!
And at this moment...
The guards responsible for protecting Old Mr. Tang around the clock naturally received the emergency message right away.
The guard running with Old Mr. Tang immediately shielded the old man and ran further away.
The guard on rest duty inside the building rushed out and ran up the stairs after receiving the message.
Bang! He barged right through the door.
"Run! Enemy aircraft are coming!!!"
The guard shouted loudly, his voice filled with strain.
The moment the door was knocked open, Tang Xiao suddenly woke up, grabbing the blanket to shield herself.
Wu Jie, holding his phone, instinctively stood up quickly, and when he saw it was the guards, hurriedly told Phantom not to take action.
After yelling, the guard turned his back immediately.
Although Tang Xiao didn’t know what was going on, the guards wouldn’t have burst into rooms for nothing; surely something big was happening!
So, she quickly got out of bed to dress,
"Are you ready? The enemy aircraft may launch missiles at any moment! Hurry and put on your clothes, leave the courtyard!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Jie turned his head for a glance.
Whoa!
Wu Jie was taken aback, his eyes widened.
Worthy of being the Special Forces Female Soldier King!
Such a quick speed in dressing up, she must have been used to urgent drills and rapid deployments!
Once clothed, Tang Xiao was ready to sprint off and turned her head, only to see...
Wu Jie was still standing there, stupidly holding his phone.
With the missiles coming, is this really the time to be dazed, posing, and showing off your figure?
You need to run! And run fast!
Can this little rural building withstand a missile strike?
"What are you dazing out for? Run!"
Tang Xiao shouted loudly, then turned and followed the guards, sprinting away.
Wu Jie snorted with a smile, hung up on Zheng’s call, but he didn’t run.
He walked calmly to the bedside table, bent down, and picked up the cigarette pack and lighter.
He chose a cigarette and tapped it on the pack to compact the tobacco.
Then...
Step by step, he leisurely made his way to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Whoosh!
He pulled back the curtain, and the scenic beauty of his hometown village instantly filled his view.
And at this very moment.
His parents were being supported by two guards, running away from the courtyard towards the mountain side.
Da Huang, who didn’t understand anything, happily ran alongside.
The physical fitness of both Tang Xiao and the guard was indeed exceptional.
Jie hadn’t even lit his cigarette, and the two of them had already dashed down the stairs and were almost out of the courtyard.
"Hey, where’s Jie? Why hasn’t he come down yet?"
Tang Xiao suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned, and looked up to see Wu Jie standing by the window.
"Jie!!"
"Come down quick!"
Tang Xiao was beside herself with panic, frantically waving her hands and shouting!
She was almost in tears!
Click!
Wu Jie lit his cigarette, his eyes slightly squinted, a cold smirk playing on his lips.
Run? Why should I run? 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Would a missile take me down? As if the system didn’t exist.
After catching those two spies last night, Wu Jie knew his home wasn’t safe, but it’s not as if he could just pick up the house and move it elsewhere.
If there’s a first, there will be a second, and all sorts of vicious attacks would inevitably come sooner or later.
So, last night, Wu Jie spent two billion energy points to purchase an Energy Shield Active Defense System to protect and defend his home.
It just remains to be seen if the Dragon Stealth Fighter will give it a chance to show off...
