"But there's no malfunction showing up on the system!"
"Same here!" The sudden situation changed both their expressions, and anxiety rose in their hearts. This kind of thing almost never happened.
"Bye-bye! If you want someone to blame, blame your superiors and your own bad luck!" Chen Fan said. Then he clenched both hands. His psychic power, transformed from his esper ability, wrapped around the two F-35 fighters. The systems had not malfunctioned, but under Chen Fan's overwhelming power, the jets were like two mosquitoes caught in his palm. How could they possibly fly away?
Boom! Boom!
Two massive explosions rang out. Two fireballs bloomed ten thousand meters above the ground, and fragments of the aircraft gradually fell into the ocean. The two pilots had no chance of survival.
At that moment, an aircraft carrier at sea also received news that the two fighter jets had been destroyed. A general frowned deeply, his expression grim as he said, "Notify the nuclear submarine forces. Launch intercontinental cruise missiles! That plane must be shot down!"
"Yes!" The communications officer immediately contacted the nuclear submarine forces and relayed the general's order.
Inside the plane, the pilot stared blankly at the two exploding F-35s. When the missiles had first appeared, he had nearly thought his life was over. But then the situation had suddenly turned around, and both F-35s had been destroyed.
Although he had no idea how it had been done, he knew Chen Fan must have done it. He could not help looking at Chen Fan with worship in his eyes. Chen Fan smiled at him and said, "Just focus on flying the plane. Leave whatever happens next to me. I won't let innocent people die for no reason because of me."
"Yes, Mr. Chen Fan!"
Chen Fan returned to the cabin.