In this case, these things should be handed over to the United States to take over.

"General Antuson." He heard the big Mao soldier laugh and said. Then he seemed to have done something, and the exoskeleton armor closed again, making a dull sound of air compression.

Then something flew over, not one, but four, exactly four exoskeleton armors each.

The other three exoskeleton armors each jumped onto their own aircraft lightly. Their movements were exaggeratedly flexible, which was more like human bodies than mechanical ones.

However, compared to the movement of the exoskeleton armor, the four aircraft made Antuson rub his eyes. He could hardly believe the scene he saw, because these aircraft were flying silently, suspended beside the exoskeleton armor.

The appearance of the aircraft looks a bit strange. It belongs to the type that does not pay attention to aerodynamics and can tell at a glance that it is not fast. In fact, if you didn’t see it flying, Antuson would probably think it is a podium.

But because it is not commonly used on it, people on earth understand it, there is no spray port below.

It flew in the sky inexplicably. It almost made people think there was a rope on it, pulling it from a high altitude.

Because the distance was very close, he couldn't help staring at the aircraft and looked up and down.

"The destroyer reported that the fallen angel had found his target and was still alive. Need to bring it back?"

"The mission has been completed and you can bring it back. All machines are ready to return!"

Antuson was still surprised and was pushed onto the aircraft by the steel giant.

Then the suspended thing flew straight up and rose into the sky. This thing is so light and flexible that it is incredible. From the perspective of a soldier, he would probably say that apart from flying speed, there is nothing to be criticized about.

But strictly speaking, the flight speed is not slow, which is enough to the level of a helicopter. Not only that, its rising speed is far greater than that of a helicopter. Because the acceleration of gravity in an instant was too high, he almost fell to his knees.

At this moment, the town under your feet has turned into a ruin of war. The entire armored division has been hit by annihilated attacks. You almost think that an entire missile base is pouring missiles into this place without any consequences.

The power of missiles is not comparable to that of ordinary weapons.

"How does this thing fly? Why can it fly?" He couldn't help but ask loudly - but because the wind was too strong, his voice changed. This aircraft was obviously not very friendly to people like him, and it was probably necessary to use it with exoskeleton armor.

"Anti-gravity." The robot giant beside him heard his voice and replied casually.

"How long can it fly?" Antuson was stunned for a while before asking.

"Infinite." Yiji replied. Anyway, this thing never requires any maintenance, and there is no need for trouble such as refueling. As for why... the boss's secrets cannot be asked. Anyone with a brain understands it.

The black technology equipment the boss took out, including the exoskeleton armor, was all maintenance-free - at least as an operator, he did not learn any maintenance methods, and neither needed to change the engine oil nor charge it. In fact, someone told Yiji that his boss was an alien, so Yiji would definitely believe it.

The four anti-gravity aircraft flew higher and higher. Although it was dark at this moment, the plane in the sky could be seen from afar. The plane obviously slowed down deliberately and the aircraft could approach. Before they got close, they saw the cabin behind the plane open.

"What kind of plane is this?"

"Fallen Angel." Yiji answered casually. Although he was his own prisoner, he was a general after all. Although Yiji was a mercenary, he was still a soldier. Although he would not hold back for this in actual combat, he was willing to express his respect for a general under the appropriate conditions. This is also a hidden rule that everyone among the soldiers agreed and did not announce it.

Antuson stared at the plane without any sign in the distance... This was not a big-haired plane.

If it was a big-haired plane, then he would definitely see the big-haired national flag logo on the fuselage of the plane at this moment.

Not only that, this is a completely unfamiliar aircraft. This aerodynamic appearance... He can only say that he has never seen or heard of it. It doesn't look like an aircraft built by any country at all.

"Aren't you... a big Mao soldier?" Antuson asked.

"No. I am a Damao Chinese, but I am not a Damao soldier. In fact, I am a military contractor, an employee of a security company." Yiji replied. "Our boss wants to see you."

Is it a mercenary? Antuson became even more confused. "Then your equipment..." includes this mature exoskeleton armor, including this anti-gravity aircraft... Where did these things come from?

As a senior executive of the United States army, he felt that he would not know nothing about this kind of thing. As long as this thing was produced on the earth, as long as it was sold on the market, or even sold to mercenaries, he had no reason not to know.

And it’s okay to say that the exoskeleton armor is so good, after all, the laboratory has already taken shape. It’s not surprising that any other country has exposed it, it’s just a matter of practicality. But what the hell is an anti-gravity aircraft?

Humans on Earth have not even managed to deal with controllable nuclear fusion now, and anti-gravity is simply a fantasy.

"The property of the company." Yiji replied.

"What's your name?" Antuson asked.

I basically wanted to say my real name, but then I felt it was not suitable. Since that's the case, it would be better to be my half-joking name. "You can call me Yiji, General."

"You said this is an anti-gravity vehicle? And it has an unlimited range?"

"I think I can even fly it across the four oceans and go to another corner of the earth." Yiji replied. "But general, if you want to convince me to betray me, then you may have found the wrong partner. The company has never treated me badly. In fact, I have treated me very well. I have never considered changing a boss."

"What's your boss asking me for?" Antuson asked. If the other party was not a big Mao army, he would feel more at ease.

If it weren't for the army of the Great Mao Kingdom, Antuson felt that he had a great chance to convince him.

Four anti-gravity aircraft flew into the aircraft cabin.

"The Fallen Angel informs all machines, turn on the voice call system... Turn off brainwave communication."

"The Destroyer received." "The Killer received." "The Destroyer received." "The Chaser received."

Antuson looked at the cabin. Although strictly speaking, the plane is not big, the internal space is somehow different from the external space. It is obviously a bit too big. But no matter how big the plane is, it is.

He originally thought there would be several, even dozens of operators and logistics support staff here. But in fact, there was no one else here. There was a small door at the end of the cabin, which clearly led to the cab. But at this moment the door was opened and a girl walked out.

The cold eyes looked up and down at Antuson. The cold eyes belonged to a pair of dark blue eyes like a snowy lake. After the light golden hair was untreated and the shoulders were loose, she was wearing a uniform that was definitely not a regular army in any country, but unexpectedly modified the tall and tall figure of a woman. Her body was filled with the unique greenness and sweetness of the flower girl, and her skin was as white as the flowers spitting in the cold winter were full of vitality but not fragile. She wore a pair of glasses on her face, which invisibly added a three-point intellectual color to her temperament.

The girl had two sharp strands of hair in the center of her bangs, like a pair of sword blades crossing, exuding a cold and cold aura.

He is actually a little girl? Antuson has considered many possibilities, but he really didn't expect this situation.

"Boss, people have brought it." Yiji said. The electronic loudspeaker made his voice echo in the cabin.

"It's him, indeed." The little girl stared at Antuson for a few seconds. "Kill him." She ordered.

The mechanical giant behind grabbed Antuson's shoulder. The mechanical power cannot be fought against by flesh and blood. Just a pinch of his hand, the human flesh and blood body immediately turned into powder. After grabbing the prey, the mechanical giant turned his eyes to the boss and waited for her to confirm.

"Wait!" Antuson quickly spoke. "I don't know who you are...but I think I'm more useful than I die."

"I don't think so." The other party replied.

"Even if you want to kill me, please let me understand why."

"Why, this is a good question. Actually, there is no reason, no reason... Do you need a reason to kill someone?"

"I am a soldier. I will not kill anyone except to accept the orders of my superiors."

"The mastermind is the murderer, and the accomplice is also the murderer." The little girl looked at the other party with a little interest. "But it is really not suitable here. It will take me a lot of time to clean up the fallen angels."

"Fallen Angel?"

"I named my plane Fallen Angel... Actually, it is not an airplane. But most people have this misunderstanding, so I am too lazy to explain." The little girl replied. "But it is actually a traffic boat inside and outside the planet's orbit. It is used for transportation between the planet's surface and spacecraft. It is not a simple airplane in the atmosphere."

"You mean...it can fly into outer space?"

"Of course, why can't it?" said the little girl. "Of course we don't need it now. Stop talking about this. Any aircraft that uses anti-gravity engines... including the kind you just boarded, can easily fly into space orbit. This involves the principle of flight. The anti-gravity engine does not pay attention to the first cosmic speed. Of course, it is not difficult for it to reach the first cosmic speed or the second cosmic speed."
Chapter completed!