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Chapter 1104: Chapter 358: It’s 59! The 59 Is Soaring! (Part 2)

The Giant smacked his lips, about to reach his destination, just hoping those people wouldn’t shift their attention to him.

But someone’s mouth was truly a divine artifact, the more the Giant worried about something, the more the other party would make it happen. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Two Cuban fighter jets flew towards the transport plane one after another, radar locks triggered piercing alarms, and from more than ten kilometers away, two missiles were fired.

"Damn, infrared missiles again."

The Giant was helpless, as transport planes have nothing to do with maneuverability, but fortunately, there were still some countermeasures.

"Alright, everyone, please hold onto the handrails, fasten your seat belts, the upcoming journey might be a bit bumpy."

The three people hiding inside the tank looked constipated. If the three of them got blown up in the sky before landing, they’d surely be laughed at for being all talk and no action.

But despite their impressive combat strength, they were useless in the sky, only able to sit and wait for their fate.

He flipped several switches in succession, and suddenly both sides of the rear fuselage sprang open, rapidly releasing multiple sets of infrared decoy flares outside the aircraft, which quickly ignited after leaving the fuselage, resembling shattered meteors in the sky, a firework of blooming flames in the night when gazed upon.

Countless intense heat sources interfered with the infrared missile’s tracking system, causing both missiles to miss and explode on the spot.

He hadn’t even had time to celebrate when—

Da-da-da—

Two series of light chains blew up the engine of the right wing, and then a plane swiftly flew past on his right.

"Ah oh...."

At this altitude, with the engine blown up, he wasn’t sure he could fly the plane to a destination and find an airport to make an emergency landing, but those enemy planes surely wouldn’t just watch idly.

"Damn, this military technology is all talk and no action, everyone into the tank, prepare for an early emergency landing!"

After saying this, he dropped the control stick and turned to make a run for it.

"Why are you coming in?! Aren’t you flying the plane?"

The three people saw the Giant also crawl into the tank, all looking dumbfounded.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hold tight!"

The Giant didn’t have time to explain, he quickly jumped into the driver’s seat and fastened the seat belt.

Boom!

Cuban Air Force Command

The visual footage of the two missiles hitting was transmitted back to the command’s big screen via radio, watching the transport plane shatter into pieces in the explosion, the Air Force Colonel Zoke clenched his fist and made a fierce air punch.

"Great! Finally, a bit of a lesson for those military technology people, let them know this is Cuban airspace! Not a place to come and go as they please."

The officer beside him also smiled.

"Now, regardless of what those Americans want to send our way, it’s sunk."

They hadn’t been happy for long before they heard the technician yelling loudly.

"Wait! Something’s coming out of it!"

"What?!"

Thinking they misheard, they quickly turned their gaze back to the screen, but the missile footage had already switched to other fighter jets, shaking and distant, only able to randomly capture a picture, and then enlarge it, enlarge it again, and again, making every detail clear.

Seeing that thing, they all widened their eyes and blurted out.

"What the hell is that?!"

"That’s a tank!"

"A flying tank in the sky?"

Question:

What’s the difference between flying three feet off the ground and twenty thousand feet off the ground?

The answer is, no difference; it’s all the same.

Second question:

What is anti-gravity?

In theory, any action that opposes gravity can be called anti-gravity.

Even jumping in place can be considered anti-gravity, much less helicopters, propellers, and jet planes, which can all be considered forms of anti-gravity flight devices.

For all flight devices, maintaining a stable altitude isn’t the most troublesome part, reaching that altitude is.

The hovering tank does not rely on the Meissner effect of superconductors leading to quantum locking, which fails outside the magnetic field range.

Instead, it genuinely floats in the sky independently of the external environment, essentially using the same device as hovercrafts and spaceships.

Theoretically, the power of the hovering tank’s engine can support flight to the sky, but before it reaches the expected altitude, the internal Chun Er fuel would run out, and up in the sky, there’s no one to refuel or maintain it, falling would mean direct death.

Moreover, there’s no point—no sane person would drive a tank to the sky—hence the tank’s control program locks at a 0.5m altitude.

Unless it was modified by someone.

"Adjutant, report our current altitude."

Sitting in the driver’s seat, the Giant didn’t use the direct brain-machine interface for control; instead, he handed it over to his AI, [Adjutant], for assistance.

Precisely, it’s called Adjutant, no personal name, the entire design resembles a mechanical German officer, according to the Giant, it has to be handsome.

[Twenty-three thousand feet, armor radar detected multiple enemy targets around.]

"That high?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Yue’s legs almost gave way; he usually felt weak-kneed looking down from the fifth floor, how many fifth floors would that be?

"Won’t we fall and die?"

Giant: "What are you afraid of? I can fly just fine!"

To outsiders, it seemed like a tank was racing through the sky at eighty kilometers per hour, surrounded by fourth-generation fighters all battling each other.

This scene startled even the Cuban Air Force and the pilots of those military technologies.

They had never thought of bringing a tank to this altitude.

The Colonel, calming down, immediately ordered.

"No matter what the hell it is, shoot it down. I don’t believe that tank can be used as an air force."

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