"Be advised, be advised, we have an unknown predator approaching."
"Attention, attention, we have an unknown predator approaching."
.....
In the repeated reminder, a pilot's face is a slight change.
Unknown Birds of prey?
Close?
Could their attack have attracted the attention of other mutant birds?
But that's not surprising.
The roar of human warplanes is likely to attract the attention of other mutant birds, and even to places where human warplanes dare not set foot.
It was the home of the mighty mutator.
Just like the early black crows, there are enough mutant crows to drown any warplane.
The recent advance of the stormhawk, for example, is enough to throw a fighter plane off balance like a toy plane just by the wind pushing up its wings.
And in the face of these in the air is very flexible, itself a very terrible mutation of fierce birds, warplanes can only stare blankly, waiting for ground artillery support.
It's not at the same level. How Do You Play It?
When mutant birds of prey have the firepower of human fighters, combined with their inherent agility, it is fair to say that even the federation's most advanced fighters are mere targets that can't run away.
And now... It's like they're being targeted by mutant birds.
And their hearts sank as they listened to the anxious sounds coming from their headphones.
A sense of foreboding had crept up on them.
....
But then.
"Sing..."
The shrill sound that pierced the stone burst in their ears.
There was no time to react, not even their consciousness.
"Boom" of a loud bang, a fighter was a sudden meal, and then in a pilot's eyes in shock, the explosion.
Yes, it exploded.
Without warning, just for a moment, the attacker exploded.
"Gollum."
The involuntary swallowing of saliva, a pilot's involuntary acceleration.
But for a moment.
"Sing..."
Another piercing hiss, then the pilot didn't even react, the pilot had been pierced.
There was a crackle, and even the pilot's chest was pierced.
Touched the chest constantly bleeding fist big hole, the pilot to death do not know what this is a fierce bird?
....
"Mach 4.6?"
The incredible voice, again, resounded through the PSI directorate.
Looking at the speed calculated by the supercomputer on the screen, countless staff members were dumbfounded.
Mach 4.6. What's the concept?
Mach 3 far more than the average human fighter.
The fastest aircraft in human history, though, came from the free federal X-43A, a hypersonic fighter jet that reached Mach 9.8.
But remember, that's not a fighter, that's just an experimental plane for maximum speed.
In other words, human technology can not be applied to combat aircraft with such speeds.
Not only would the materials not allow it, but no one would be able to use it in combat.
Now, however, something extraordinary has happened.
The unnamed bird of prey has achieved Mach 4.6.
And while maintaining this speed far beyond the speed of ordinary combat aircraft, they are brazenly launched attacks.
In the blink of an eye, four of the planes had lost contact.
"I'm in Big Trouble."
Looked at each other, countless staff face is dignified, including the deputy director of the history of the face is uncertain.
....
"Sing, sing, sing..."
The screams, the peregrine falcons swooping down and bursting out at incredible speed.
But the two most powerful peregrine falcons, the first and second, didn't attack.
Because, at this time, they were actually wings into two black lightning, poured into the ground where the emperor crocodile in the fog.
"Sing, sing..."
Two more chirps, but with a hint of worry.
But for a moment, in their surprise eyes, like a hill of huge dark shadow is slowly up the body.
"Ho..."
With special unwilling, emperor crocodile deeply looked at the sky that dozens of small black dot like flies.
He turned his gaze to two peregrine falcons, each the size of a fist.
"Divine tree, did you come?"
... Beg for flowers..
"Sing, sing..."
In the midst of all the chatter, big and little were also extremely excited.
"Yes, I know. I'll be right back."
With a nod, the alligator understood what the peregrine falcon meant.
But what he didn't know was that a massive force was coming to intercept him nearby?
'Huh'
A cold hum, Emperor Crocodile is no hesitation, but turned a direction, chose a further route, toward the river rushed.
.....
And at that moment, after a minute-long, second-like entanglement, the Sky's warplanes finally captured a clear picture of the 'Unknown Fierce Bird' .
Looking at the picture, like a fist, with black and white feathers.
Its beak is even more sharp to the extreme a 'peregrine falcon' , the entire spiritual monitoring bureau are ya finch silent.
At some point, an old man stood up and explained:
"This is the peregrine falcon, the ultimate predator, capable of terrifying speeds of 390 km/h before it mutates."
"Now, these guys are in the 80s and 90s, Mach 4.2. No surprise there."
Yes, Mach 4.2, no surprise.
Can be such a simple number, but it is so that the entire spiritual monitoring bureau is a brief silence.
For a moment, as if making up her mind, Ms. Shi, the deputy director of the Psychic Monitoring Bureau, stood up and said bitterly:
"Tell the air force to withdraw. These mutant peregrine falcons are too much for them to handle."
What's not to like.
Of all the birds, this is the most troublesome.
It can be said that with these peregrine falcons, the so-called 'Air Force' is nothing but a joke.
A Bee and a plane could destroy a plane in a collision.
And what about the peregrine falcons, each one faster than a fighter plane and all the more rigid in appearance?
Presumably the peregrines wouldn't have needed any other means of destroying the planes in a head-on collision.
And that's where humans are weak.
After all, only the land life, encountered this variation of air hegemony, their so-called airspace dominance, can only be a little bit of the yield.
Not only that, but even the dominance of the sea, humans are gradually giving up.