"Fighter 001 preparing for takeoff!"
"Fighter 005 preparing for takeoff!"
"Fighter 045 preparing for takeoff!"
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The fighters released themselves from the ground and headed towards their enemies. They were armed with the MEG-16, becoming much more efficient than before. The NTs moved very quickly and fast, making it difficult for the fighters to acquire their targets. The NTs were much more smaller in size, so they were able to navigate themselves easily in the air as well as acquire their targets in less than a few seconds.
The fighters were greatly outmatched and they were doomed to die in no time. "This is fighter 001, do you read me?"
"Yeah, we do. What's going in out there? You guys haven't fired a single MEG!" General Harland watched as his team moved on screen. He was in the control room, surrounded by many other important figures as well as the President.
"General, it is harder to do than say! These drones are too small and fast for us to lock our targets on them. Furthermore, their constant rapid movement doubles the difficulty of our situation. What should we do?" Fighter 001 asked.
"Just keep on trying," General Harland replied.
"Mr. President, your family has safely exited the headquarters and are headed back to the city." A military officer came to inform the President.
After hearing the good news, the President sighed, but his mind was not still at ease, "Stomfide, keep one of our satellites on their flight and let me know if they're in any form of danger."
"Sure, Mr. President." Stomfide replied and locked onto the First Lady's flight, and the moment he did, he saw a white drone-like object tailing it. "Umm, Mr. President, we have a problem."
"What is it?" The President's gaze moved to the computer screen. "Stomfide, can you put this visual on one of the screens for me?"
Stomfide did as he was told and the visual appeared on the bigger screen, calling the attention of everyone. Stomfide replied, "It looks like a bird to me."
"That's not a bird," The President frowned, "It's one of those machines! Quick! General Harland, send three of your fighters! Get rid of that thing following my family!"
"Yes, Mr. President." Harland replied and left the control room in order to accomplish his mission.
"Mr. President! There's a call for you!" A woman approached the President with a phone.
"Who is it?" The President asked.
"I do not know, but he says he can help." The woman answered.
The President wanted to ignore the call, but given the fact that he was in desperate need for help, he had to answer the phone. "Who is this?"
"It is me, Mr. President. Maekun Hitla speaks to you."
"Screw you! If you dare hurt my family, I swear I'll pluck out your eyeballs!"
"Relax, if I wanted your family dead, I wouldn't have asked my NT-007 to tail them – I would've just asked her to blow it up." Maekun smiled.
The President sighed, "What do you want?"
"I need you to pull back your fighters, but not because they're threats to me, but because I do not want to waste precious lives.. I do not want to kill such a man like you, Mr. President. I want everything to end right now, without blood."
"And you think I'll believe you? Terrorists never keep their promises!" The President shouted out into the phone before smashing it on the ground in anger.
"Mr. President?" Bob was stunned by the President's action, "Why didn't you pull back the fighters? This could mean the end of your family!"
"If I did pull back our fighters, it would have meant all our heads! Never trust a Terrorist!" The President roared at them in anger.
At this point in time, General Harland and two fighters reached the First Lady's flight. "Mr. President, do you copy?"
The President gazed at the screen and spotted General Harland and his fighters, "Yes! Fire at that thing, do not let it harm my family!"
"I will protect your family, Mr. President!" General Harland replied with an assuring tone as he started firing at NT-007. She was currently in her jet form, and she was white in color, unlike Ryan and the other NTs which were darkish grey.
The Terrorist machine dodged all the bullets the fighters were shooting at her. Two mini-guns revealed themselves from her sides and started firing at the fighters behind it. The mini-guns' armor-piercing power was much more deadlier than that of the fighters even though they were bigger entities. The fighters were hit badly and their planes crashed down to the ground. General Harland had served in the air force for more than 30 years, and so he knew how to handle the jet better than his comrades.
"Who is piloting that jet?" Maekun asked in awe, "How can he last more than a minute against my NT-007?"
"If I were to guess, I would say Harland Offlland. From what I heard, he's a very skillful pilot; NT-007 might have some problems bringing him down." Sanzo answered.
"Harland Offlland, he's just like his name." Maekun nodded in admiration of the man. His eyes moved to the other screen which showed his NTs still playing with the headquarters' defense unit. "Alright, that's enough! Destroy all the fighters!"
Sanzo worked his hands on the computer and the NTs suddenly revealed their dangerous weapons, firing at the US fighters. Fighter 001 got agitated and fired a MEG-16, but it missed its target. Maekun smiled, "Tell NT-505 to hack into that missile!"
NT-505 did has he was told. He hacked the missile and threw it back at Fighter 001, destroying the jet in the process. "Mr. President! One of our fighters are down! Now it's two, three, four…. We are losing Mr. President!"
"Did they just hack into our MEG?" Bob was shocked, "But how?"
"NT-505, it's time to rain hell!" Maekun smiled.
"As you command!" NT-505 jumped into the air and acquired his jet form. He flew into the headquarters' boundary and the military soldiers on the wall began firing at him. NT-505 released several missiles at the soldiers; this was something they hadn't expected. The missiles blew the wall, leaving the terror machine flying into the headquarters. He rained rockets and missiles everywhere, causing chaos and doom within the headquarters. The purely black-painted Nuclear Terror became merciless when carryimg out orders.