Flying among the clouds, Li Zi was even more excited to look at the familiar city on the ground.

Suddenly, the roar of planes came from afar.

Li Zizai looked around and the three fighter jets were flying in sequence according to specific formations.

It seemed that the distance between the three planes was heading towards him. Li Zizai didn't want people to see him, so he flashed and avoided the position that these three fighters could not see.

"Report! The target disappears, please provide the target position." The pilot flying in front said to Li Zizai, who had disappeared in front of him, and said to the radio microphone.

In the Western Federal Capital Institute, many small screens were divided into three or four square meters on a screen. Among those small screens, Li Zizai's position was displayed at various angles.

Dr. James looked excited at the screen. Because he was not an expert in war capture, he did not speak to avoid causing trouble to the commander.

The commander stood in front of James in a federal uniform. He was a middle-aged man who looked forty or fifty years old with a beard on his mouth.

He also looked at Li Zizai who could fly high in the air without the help of external forces on the screen. This completely shattered his worldview for decades. However, the shock lasted for only a moment and he remembered the mission he came to this time.

Listening to the pilot's report, the commander immediately issued orders to many subordinates beside him.

“Provide the pilots immediately with the latest coordinates of the target.”

"Pilot number F1, this operation is mainly done by you, F2, F3, and two pilots. You are not afraid of small-caliber guns that can even be followed directly with bare hands, and you can communicate with each other in Federal language. After you three surround the target, you will first persuade the target to subdue verbally. If the target resists, you can use heavy weapons to attack. We are not necessarily living aliens. Dead corpses are also of great research value."

"The pilot received the number F1!"

Looking at the latest coordinate number F1 provided to me in the research institute, I instantly operated the fighter and gave me a gorgeous air drift.

"F2 F3, you surrounded the target from both sides."

"yes."

Swish swish swish swish. Three fighters scattered and surrounded Li Zizai.

Li Zizai, who originally thought that these three fighter planes were just passing by, frowned. "Is this for me?"

At this time, Li Zizai was surrounded by the middle.

F1 shouted at Li Zizai using the speaker in the fighter.

"Guests from aliens, please give up resistance. Our Federation will not hurt you, just want to invite you to visit."

After hearing this, Li Zizai's expression was dull and spit out a word in his mouth: "Get out"

"Don't disturb my itinerary."

After saying that, Li Zizai no longer paid attention to their figures flashed and then rushed to the seventh district of the Eastern Federation according to his impression.

His home is there.

"Language communication is ineffective, use a machine gun to attack. Try to capture it alive." The white commander began to order when he saw Li Zizai's reaction.

“F1 received”

“F2 received”

“F3 received”

The three-man flew the fighter jet and chased behind Li Zizai for aiming. Then press the button.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da da da"

The machine gun bullets fired at Li Zizai like money.

Li Zizai turned his head and looked at the bullets that were spraying towards him. With a thought, an invisible wall seemed to appear in front of him. All the bullets were frozen in front of him and could not go further.

"You still have time to walk before I get angry." Li Zizai's mood has become a little bad when he was disturbed by many times. However, thinking that this is Lan Xing, he is his hometown, and he doesn't want to do anything with extraordinary power, he just wants to go home to accompany his parents and so on.

Li Zizai didn't speak loudly. But what was strange was that the three pilots could hear clearly, as if they were sitting next to them and talking. But the people in the laboratory just saw Li Zizai's mouth open and closed.

"This bullet can't hurt him at all? It was directly frozen in front of him?" Dr. James's eyes widened. "This cannot be something that people can do?"

"This is clearly a miracle!"

"Report, report, I just heard the target talking..." F1's shock was beyond words. The large-caliber bullet attached to the fighter could kill a beast every moment, but now it was blocked by the alien in front of me and could not make any progress.

The commander slapped his hands on the console in front of him: "What did he say?"

"He said, before he was angry, we still have time to leave." F1 replied.

"While he is not angry yet?" the commander laughed furiously. "What is just resisting bullets? Our hot weapons are far from that weak."

"Use air-to-air missiles. Blow him down."

"Received." The three pilots quickly operated in the fighter plane and soon they called out the air-to-air missile button to start aiming for launch.

"Chirky"

Three missiles flew towards Li Zizai.

boom.

People in the laboratory looked at the black smoke and flames that appeared in the sky and the clouds that had been torn apart by missiles. Dr. James showed a pity: "Although he could travel in space without any protection, his body strength was countless times stronger than that of the Blue Stars. But under the most advanced missiles in our federal state-of-the-art missiles, I hope you can leave something behind."

The commander looked at the bombed missile. Although he knew that no one could survive in this situation, he still issued an order according to the rules: "No. F1, please confirm the target status."

"Received, please cover me with F2F3."

The F1 driver fighter drove into the explosion center with great vigilance. People in the laboratory also stared at the screen displayed in the F1 fighter to know Li Zizai's situation as soon as possible.

Number F1 seemed to have found something, and he twisted his head and looked at the glass window on the left. The next moment he seemed to have seen a ghost and began to scream: "Report! Report! The target survives! The empty bomb will not have any effect!"

"Boom boom boom." The F1 pilot seemed to have fired several more air-to-air missiles.

The next moment, the screen displayed by the F1 fighter fell into a black screen.

"What's the situation?" The people in the laboratory showed doubts and turned their eyes to the scenes displayed in the F2F3 fighter jets.

The black smoke flame became even larger because of the several flames fired from the F1 pilots. But this did not prevent them from seeing the wreckage of a fighter from falling from it and falling to the ground.

Li Zizai walked out of the flames. His robe did not even show a trace of wrinkles under the bombardment of the air-to-air missile. There was no sign that he was still in the center of the missile bombardment just now.

He stared at the remaining two fighters in a cold look: "I have given you a chance."

Once tolerant does not mean that you will be tolerant every time!
Chapter completed!