Chapter 92: Shooting down a fighter plane, revenge will not last overnight (sixth update, please subscribe)
The excitement on the faces of the two Golden Peacock pilots lasted only a few seconds before it completely froze.

They clearly saw the blurry figure flash and then disappear mysteriously.

Said subconsciously glanced at the radar, with an expression of disbelief: "How did the target get lost?!"

Originally, he saw the figure disappear and thought it was a form of optical stealth, but this had no effect on the fire control radar.

But now even the radar had lost its target, and he realized the seriousness of the problem.

Jabari also came to his senses and shouted, "This guy is very strong, retreat! Get out of here quickly!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"boom!"

Jabari suddenly heard a slight sound from the cockpit glass.

The guy immediately felt a headache and then completely lost consciousness.

A transparent ice spike was suddenly inserted into the right side of Jabari's head, and most of it had been sunken into the ice.

The fighter plane he was flying lost control and dived nose-down.

Sayid immediately noticed that his colleague's fighter plane was out of control and shouted, "Jabari, pull up! Pull up quickly!"

Jabari did not respond.

Sayid's heart sank.

He knew with his toes that this Daxia psychic was extremely powerful and had used some supernatural means to kill Jabari.

Sayyid pulled up the plane without hesitation and started to flee quickly.

He was cursing his boss madly in his heart, and at the same time he deeply regretted being bewitched by his boss and rashly launching an attack on the Daxia people.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

This is a colleague's fighter plane crash.

A huge fireball rose up in the forest.

Sayid took the time to look back, and his eyelids twitched several times.

Two seconds later.

"Woo~woo~"

The alarm sounded.

The fighter's power began to drop rapidly.

Sayid's heart felt very cold.

Ruined!
at this time.

A blurry figure, like a ghost, appeared out of thin air outside the glass cockpit and squatted directly on the nose of the plane.

It was Yang Fan.

Sayyid was so shocked that both his hands began to tremble.

A hoarse voice, full of confusion, sounded in his mind: "I really don't understand why you attacked me?"

Sayid explained in a panic: "I...I..."

He was so frightened and overwhelmed by death that he was incoherent and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

But Yang Fan already understood the answer.

The strange weapon read the guy's memory and made him understand that the order was given by a higher-ranking officer.

He also learned the officer's name - Morat.

The woodcarving pleaded again: "Supreme Master, please allow me to punish this fool who offended you."

Yang Fan nodded: "Three shots!"

The wood carving has a sense of "too many lice to worry about debts": "Okay, master!"

One second later.

Both of Sayyid's legs were missing.

"Ah~"

He wailed madly.

Two seconds later.

Both of his arms were missing, and his screams became louder.

Blood was gushing out of the wound, but the cockpit was clean without a drop of blood, which looked quite weird.

The fighter plane completely lost control and began to dive downward.

Sayyid's body became blurry and then disappeared.

The guy was completely devoured, not even a hair was left.

The wood carving was quite elaborate, leaving behind a full flight suit and helmet.

Yang Fan detached from the fighter plane, stood in mid-air, and watched the fighter plane crash into the ground with a "boom".

He was somewhat thankful: "Fortunately, I got the precision ability, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to deal with these two fighters."

Even after knowing the reason for the attack, he still found it difficult to understand the other party's behavior.

As for "Morat" who gave the order, he also remembered it deeply in his heart.

Just wait for me!

Yang Fan thought of something else: "Perhaps I should inform the military. Daxia can use this incident to put pressure on the Golden Peacock People."

He found a place, took out the satellite phone from the Space Pearl, and quickly recounted the whole story.

The other party was almost dumbfounded: "You...you shot down two fighter planes?"

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Yes."

He added: "I really don't understand why the Golden Peacocks attacked me, but since they dared to do it, they have to pay the price."

A few seconds passed.

Another voice came from the phone: "Mr. Ghost, if it is convenient, please keep in touch and we will send someone over as soon as possible."

Yang Fan nodded gently: "I will stay nearby and wait for you to come over."

*
five minutes later.

A group of white-tailed nuthatches searched the nearby hills and found some clues.

Yang Fan landed in the forest and looked at three traces on the surface of a stone.

At first glance, it looks like a scratch made by a sharp object.

These are obviously claw marks left by a mutant creature.

Yang Fan understood what species this was: "Ocelot?"

This is exactly what the white-tailed nuthatch told him.

In the vast mountains and forests of Shapudian, leopard cats are a relatively common cat species.

Yang Fan turned his head and looked to the side again.

A green snake is coiled around a branch. It is a Pieris fasciatus.

There is also a gyrfalcon, which is also a bird known for its speed.

Both were unexpected discoveries of the White-tailed Nuthatch.

Most of Shapudian's territory is located in the tropics, and with dense forests, there are more wild animals than in Bactria.

Yang Fan stared at Zhuyeqing and whispered, "Maybe I can find another way to retaliate."

He has always had a strong desire for revenge, and his vengeance never dies overnight.

He originally planned to use the trick to devour Morat alive, but now he had a better idea. He held the Soul-stealing Cicada, and with a thought, he added 0.2 points of spiritual source value to the Bamboo Leaf Green.

The bamboo leaf green snake underwent a transformation in an instant.

It was already quite ornamental in appearance, and now it looks like the finest jade.

Yang Fan looked at the bamboo leaf green snake for a few times and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! Let's call it Xiaoqing."

Relying on the mysterious sensing power brought by the original law of life, he immediately noticed that the snake's venom sac had changed.

Yang Fan carefully sensed it for a few seconds and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Isn't this toxin too harmful?"

But toxins only damage.

Not too powerful yet.

He hesitated for a moment, and then added 0.5 points of spiritual energy to the Bamboo Leaf Green again: "Strengthen the poison!"

The bamboo green snake changed again, and the sides of its upper jaw bulged slightly.

This is exactly where the venom glands are located.

Yang Fan ordered without hesitation: "Xiao Qing, let Morat experience your poison."

"Silk!"

The bamboo-leaf green snake stuck out its tongue.

Yang Fan thought for a moment, and then added: "If there is a chance, I can kill a few more Golden Peacocks and collect some interest. Do you understand?"

The so-called "collecting interest" is naturally the extraction of supernatural powers and spiritual source value.

"Silk!"

Zhuyeqing nodded humanely.

Yang Fan assigned Gyrfalcon: "Take Xiaoqing with you!"

A bird and a snake took off into the air.

Xiaoqing was endowed with the power of lightness, and her body was as light as a feather, so the gyrfalcon could easily carry her flying.

Yang Fan looked at the other white-tailed nuthatches and ordered, "Keep looking, dig out the leopard cat for me!"

The flock of birds immediately dispersed and flew away.

*
ten minutes later.

Only a "meow" sound was heard.

A leopard cat with gray and yellow markings fled in panic from a cave.

It is more than twice the size of an ordinary leopard cat, with shiny fur all over its body and incredibly agile movements. It can run six or seven meters away in a flash.

It's the mutant ocelot.

Although this beast was very ferocious, it was in a rather miserable state at this moment.

There was a bloody hole on its back, and blood was constantly dripping from it.

This is a bloody hole pecked out by a white-tailed nuthatch with its beak.

Ordinary birds can't do this.

But a bird that can use the power of King Kong is enough to make the mutant ocelot suffer excruciating pain.

So it didn't even dare to leave its old nest and fled for its life.

Yang Fan looked at the leopard cats and had another sinister idea: "Why not drive the mutant leopard cats to the vicinity of the Golden Peacock People's base and let these beasts deal with them?"

He made a decision happily: "Let's do it!"

The flock of birds received the order and took action immediately.

"Ha!"

When the mutant ocelot hears a cry, it will tremble unconsciously and then avoid the area where the sound comes from.

That peck really left a huge psychological trauma on it.

In this very simple way, the flock of birds can easily control the movement direction of the mutant ocelots.

Yang Fan flew into the sky riding a white-tailed nuthatch.

He had to do something very important - determine the exact location of the space rift.

Now he feels that his previous view may be wrong.

What is about to appear in Gunlat Province may not be a single crack, but a group of cracks consisting of multiple cracks.

Yang Fan sighed softly: "If this is true, I'm afraid the trouble will be greater than expected."

*
Half an hour later.

Sixty kilometers west.

This is no longer the scope of Gunlat Province, but the neighboring Aqaba Province.

The "aid" force sent by the Golden Peacock people forcibly occupied a simple small airport and used it as a base.

The two fighter jets that previously attacked Yang Fan took off from this airport.

At this moment.

Colonel Morat of the Golden Peacock Army is being questioned.

After all, the sudden disappearance of two fighter jets is not a trivial matter.

As the most direct commander, this guy must give an explanation.

He ordered the fighter jets to launch missiles at the target, and many soldiers at the command site heard it. This kind of thing could not be concealed at all.

A short and fat investigating officer said sternly: "Colonel Morat, this is a bad act of provoking a war. You are too bold."

Morat was sweating profusely.

The reason why he ordered an attack on the Daxia superpowers was that he thought the chances of winning were very high, so he wanted to take a gamble.

If you win the bet, your superiors will never blame you. Instead, you will be rewarded and promoted.

Sadly, the gamble has now been lost.

Morat wiped the sweat from his forehead and said calmly, "You two, I have an idea that can solve this problem."

He knew very well that his only chance was to shift the blame to Daxia.

The short and fat investigator frowned and wanted to speak.

Morat rushed to say: "There were no other witnesses at the scene, and the Daxia people could not produce strong evidence.

"We can turn around and accuse the Daxia people. Their superpowers suddenly attacked us and shot down two fighter planes."

The guy was a little excited and waved his arms to show his strength.

"This was a despicable sneak attack and an act of undeclared war.

"The people of Daxia must pay the price for their shameful behavior. I strongly demand..."

The short and fat investigator couldn't bear to hear this anymore and interrupted him: "Enough!"

Morat quickly shut up.

The short and fat investigator looked at another investigator and both thought that this method was feasible.

If done well, you can turn the tables and avoid trouble from the Daxia people.

The short and fat investigator raised his head a little arrogantly: "Major Morat, in view of your serious mistake, I declare that you are now suspended."

Morat heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew he had escaped a disaster.

If the higher-ups adopt this plan, they will definitely not punish me too severely, otherwise wouldn’t that be slapping themselves in the face?
Morat then sighed dejectedly.

Because he understood that his career was completely over and the best outcome was to retire immediately.

(End of this chapter)