This is the latest model of tracking missile!
And there are three of them!
Even a bunch of pigs could fucking shoot down that plane!
"Fire!"
After Hei Feng yelled...
"Boom boom boom..."
The ocean waves were enormous, and suddenly, flames ignited at the tail of the missiles. After powering up, they roared off the launcher at high speed, ascending into the night sky with long trails of fire.
"Miss!"
"We've been locked on by tracking missiles!"
Li Daoyang screamed again, completely dumbfounded. He thought they were safe once they reached the airspace of pyramid, but never expected...
"Damn it!"
Vivian Li's face went pale. They were less than half an hour away from reaching Eastern Ocean City when this massive chaos erupted!
What kind of international joke was this?
Tracking missiles!
Those were tracking missiles!
Oliver Walker's face turned icy: "What's the frequency band of the missiles?"
Who exactly wanted to kill him?
The Eastern Royal Family?
Impossible!
