In the cabin, dozens of magical aircraft were lined up in an orderly manner. Cheng Ran found the Feiyan, which was originally close to scrap. At this moment, its originally broken parts were completely renewed, and it was impossible to see how it was close to scrapped half a day ago.

Cheng Ran asked into the headphones: "Feiyan, how do you feel?"

"Master, after the trimming just now, my alloy steel knife and breastplate have been upgraded from the original basic alpha alloy to the top gamma type, and the shield has also been replaced with the latest fluctuating and earthquake-resistant type. Based on the original data, the defense performance and attack performance have been improved by 20%.

"Anyway, it just feels good?"

"Feeling good? Yes, master, I feel good like never before."

His body was already the top of the 007 unit, and he also obtained this level of improvement. In addition to Xue Yitao's own "small treasury", Cheng Ran could not imagine other possibilities. It seems that Xue Yitao took out his spare parts and strengthened Feiyan for an additional wave.

"Oh, Sergeant Feiyan, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that we were assigned together."

Just as Cheng Ran looked up at Feiyan, he slapped his palm on his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that it was the soldier code-named Xiong.

According to Xue Yitao's arrangement, since Cheng Ran and others had no experience in cooperation, they did not fight through battle formations like other groups. They were lined up with the other two other individual soldiers with the strongest combat capabilities of the 001 unit, and another sergeant code-named Owl Soul. As an elite assault squad, their function was to tear the enemy's formation as the sharpest steel knife.

Cheng Ran couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "What a coincidence, we were originally in the same group."

"Hahaha, isn't this just a simple joke..." Xiong laughed.

"If this is your joke, it's really cold." Xiaohun also walked over and nodded to Cheng Ran while complaining about Xiong.

"I won't say this anymore. Come on Feiyan, let me show you, this is my daughter, how about it, it's cute!"

Xiong Hun said, taking out a photo from his chest, showing it to Cheng Ran with a smug expression. Xiaohun on the side sighed strangely, and it seemed that he had long been accustomed to the behavior of the other party's show of his daughter.

The photo shows a little brown-haired girl who looks about five or six years old, with her two ponytails and a bright smile on her face, revealing her neat teeth that were missing.

Cheng Ran couldn't help but smile and said, "Ling Ai is really cute."

"Yes, right! My Ranran is the best in the world, but unfortunately, the guys like Xiaohun just don't know how to appreciate it!" Xiong Hun sighed with a sad expression.

Xiaohun couldn't help but complain: "Hey, I'll take it out and show it to us before every battle. No matter how beautiful the things are, I can't appreciate them like the beginning!"

Xiong Hun looked surprised: "Oh? But I have to watch it three times a day, at least!"

"Ahhhh, I'm convinced you... Feiyan, please take care of this daughter slave more. I'll get on the plane first." Xiaohun shook his head speechlessly, turned around and walked towards his body.

Then, Cheng Ran soon realized the profound meaning implicit in the words of the Owl Soul.

Xiong Hun pulled him and made a statement in detail from the birth of "Ranran". Even though Cheng Ran climbed up to Feiyan, the other party was still talking in the team's voice. In the end, he had to temporarily cut off the channel voice like Xiaohun who had a prescient vision and return to quiet again.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the team's voice, Xionghun finally stopped telling. He looked down at the photo in his hand, as if holding a treasure, and whispered to himself: "Ranran, wait for me, Dad will come back this time...must..."

While waiting silently, time continued to pass. After Unit 001, other teams that were still unknown were also taken into their positions.

Then... a brilliant light suddenly shone in the dark night. Even in the cabin, all the pilots took pictures through the North Fortress cameras and noticed the sudden change.

Cheng Ran looked at the huge city that suddenly appeared in the sky, and a trance flashed in his eyes: "That is... the Holy City of Sky!?"

Magnificent, solemn, and sacred, as if things in myths broke through the barriers of time and space and descended into the world. The extremely huge Fortress of North is like a tiny toy in front of this holy city.

Like everyone else, Xue Yitao stared at the huge holy city and muttered to himself: "Sure enough... is it here?"

Unlike Cheng Ran, who lacks information, Xue Yitao had foresaw this scene from the very beginning.

The one who will attack the capital's forbidden city is naturally the holy city of Sky, which is just like the one that day when it attacks the country of Toriat, and there will be no exception.

Kala, Kala.

The top cover of the North Fortress suddenly opened, and a huge gun barrel stretched out, pointing at the giant creature, as if shooting at the holy man's Longinus gun.

In the control center of North Fortress, everyone who had heard Xue Yitao's orders were not surprised by the appearance of the Sky Holy City. But when they witnessed the existence of this sun-blocking existence, they still could not curb the cold sweat that was rising all over their bodies.

Que Hun, who was in charge of the Yang Electronic Cannon firing switch, stared at the holy city with his eyes tightly, and his body never shaking.

The target of the Yang Electronic Cannon has never been that huge holy city. They knew very well that even if they exhausted all the energy of the North Fortress and shot out the Yang Electronic Cannon, they could not break through the defense of the Sky Holy City.

The solemn and majestic chant suddenly sounded in the sky and was circulated within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. The humans, awakened by the blazing light, listened to this wonderful and pleasant sound.

Then... from the holy city, countless mechanical creatures with light wings flocked out from the exits of buildings on the holy city, flying out of the holy city like locusts.

Without any obstacles, only a hundred angels can destroy a city in a very short time. However, how many angels are there in this sky?

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, or... one hundred thousand?

Seeing the unprecedented number of angels, a drop of cold sweat finally flowed down Juhun's forehead.

"This is something you can do."

"A subtle deviation of angle can determine the life and death of thousands of people."

In Que Hun's heart, countless voices were saying this, as if urging him to press the button as soon as possible.

However, even though his palms were wet with sweat, Quehun still stared at the sky pointed at by the Yang Electronic Cannon.

“It’s not enough, it’s not enough!”

There are no more angels flying out of the holy city, but the bird soul still has no choice to launch.

Above the ballistics of the Yang Electronic Cannon, the number of angels continued to change. At some point, Que Hun widened his eyes and pulled the trigger: "It's now!"
Chapter completed!