Chapter 800

Chapter 800: Moving Forward Unhindered

To avoid interference from the loud engine noise of the fighter jet, Miyazawa Mu’s pressure suit not only had an oxygen breathing tube and G-load variable data line, but also a data line for sound transmission connected to a headset system. These lines had only one standard plug, which could be directly connected to a certain position in the seat once he sat in the cockpit.

“Now the Japanese and Americans are already on the move. Plans can’t keep up with changes. I can’t return according to the original plan. We might perform some high G-force maneuvers later. If you can’t handle it, shout out loud. Don’t push yourself. You must remind me. The G-forces in this fighter jet can be fatal to ordinary people; I’m not joking.”

The fully enclosed cockpit canopy provided better sound insulation than a conventional transparent cockpit.

His superiors repeatedly instructed that they must bring Miyazawa Mu back alive. Lin Mo had to execute this order and ensure the safety of the passenger, so he had to remind Miyazawa Mu in advance.

However, once combat began, to ensure the best air combat techniques were released, he couldn’t guarantee that the immense G-forces during tactical movements wouldn’t cause fatal injuries to the passenger.

After all, the “monstrous” was a true combat weapon, not an ordinary civilian transport. Although the cockpit, aviation seat, and pressure suit could layer to weaken the G-forces, they couldn’t eliminate them entirely. With an extreme overload limit of 26 Gs based on this aircraft’s design parameters, even half of that force could be deadly.

“No problem!”

Miyazawa Mu tried to nod, but he found he didn’t even have the strength to move his neck. On one hand, he had been fleeing for three days and was physically exhausted; on the other hand, the inevitable G-forces produced by the fighter jet during flight were overwhelming.

Even Miyazawa Mu himself was astonished; he lacked basic aviation knowledge, had no idea where they were heading, and didn’t understand what Lin Mo intended to do. The only thing he was sure of was that their fighter jet would definitely not go unnoticed.

“Let’s enjoy this ride with them!”

Lin Mo pulled up Japan’s electronic map, casually marked a few locations, and began to maneuver the control stick, circling above Sendai City before shifting in another direction, completely oblivious to the chaos below.

For many years, Japan’s mainland had not experienced war since the end of World War II; the memories of nuclear explosion mushroom clouds had long faded.

When the air defense alarm sounded for the first time, some elderly people who had experienced war seemed to plunge into a nightmare. Some stood there like wooden chickens, others drew their samurai swords and vented their last bit of hysteria toward the sky, while some wept bitterly.

Although they had not been directly attacked, the citizens of Sendai could truly smell the scent of war in the air.

War was close to them!

Japan was not Vietnam, nor the Philippines, and certainly not a small country like Afghanistan. With America, a global superpower, as their ally, they possessed very advanced combat weapons and had a strong technological strength and industrial foundation.

As a stronghold set up by America in East Asia to deter Russia and China, Lin Mo didn’t dare to be careless.

With the radar turned off, Lin Mo could only rely on the Electro-Optical Distributed Aperture System (EODAS) of the closed cockpit canopy in coordination with the Light Mirror Technique, along with a passive radar system replacing the functionality of the AN/APG-81 active electronically scanned array radar.

While advancing solo, he was also surrounded by a pack of wolves.

The piercing air defense alarms blared throughout Sendai City. Soon after, Niigata Prefecture fell into chaos. An unidentified flying object, appearing like a ghost, suddenly showed up from the Pacific coast of Sendai City near the Japan Sea coastline of Niigata Prefecture.

The electronic reconnaissance aircrafts from both Japan and America frantically pursued the mysterious infrared signal but could not ascertain what it was, while fighter jets that had taken off from the air force base made futile attempts to follow the orders of the reconnaissance aircraft to the next coordinates.

The 7th Air Wing, which prided itself on being on “5-Minute Standby,” had nearly mobilized all its forces. Nearly 40 F-15 "Eagle" fighter jets from the 204th and 305th Squadrons were spreading the interception net around the outskirts of Tokyo.

Ground air defense forces were quickly responding, and all roadway sections were being cleared to create a dedicated route as the Self-Defense Forces rushed toward Tokyo, laying down layers of air defense networks.

However, the Self-Defense Forces did not have enough time to prepare for the defense of Tokyo. The unidentified flying object that briefly appeared in Niigata Prefecture was predictably headed toward Tokyo as intelligence personnel had anticipated.

The TMD missile defense system deployed in Japan was utterly powerless against such ambiguous high-speed objects. Not only were the Americans at a loss, but the Japanese Self-Defense Forces were also exasperated, unable to react in time.

Without substantial natural depth, Japan’s weaknesses were exposed. If it didn’t rely on America for support, there was no telling what fate awaited them.

Tokyo, located in the eastern part of Honshu, became the capital of Japan after the Meiji Restoration, acting as a central hub for culture, economy, education, commerce, fashion, and transportation.

As one of the world’s most important economic centers and Asia’s largest city, it was also a leading city globally, a key financial, economic, and technological center, home to the highest number of Fortune 500 company headquarters. It was easy to imagine that if this area were attacked, it would not only deal a severe blow to Japan but would also send shockwaves throughout Asia.

Tokyo boasted the world’s most complex, densely packed, and heavily trafficked rail transport system and commuter stations, which swiftly mobilized and operated under a wartime state.

“Target detected! Oh my! It’s optical stealth!”

In the darkness of night, the shadow finally revealed its true form under the tracking of optical detection and various systems, sparking a huge uproar. The surface of the unidentified flying object continuously changed colors, blending into the surrounding environment. Without the use of laser dynamic capture technology and Doppler radar, it would be nearly impossible for human eyes to track such a high-speed moving target.

Although its location had been confirmed, Japan’s air defense system still had no way to see the true appearance of this unidentified flying object. The peculiar force field, mutated from the anti-gravity field through the magic circle, showed no electromagnetic response at all, unless the Japanese and American reconnaissance systems could detect gravity itself.

In particle physics, gravity is the most common force in nature, along with the strong force, weak force, and electromagnetic force, which collectively are known as the four fundamental forces. Among them, gravity is the weakest; the gravitational pull between two protons is only one-thousandth of the electromagnetic force between them. The repulsion shield surrounding the “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet represents a manifestation of gravity.

Currently, the military reconnaissance systems in use by humans, aside from employing infrared and optical detection technologies, found that various types of electromagnetic wave radars were completely useless against the “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet.

With speeds reaching up to Mach 3, Japan’s Self-Defense Forces could do nothing to intercept it. This speed was almost missile-like, allowing the aircraft to zoom through Tokyo without any obstacles in its path.

The hornet’s nest had been stirred!

The 7th Air Wing, responsible for Tokyo’s defense, sent multiple F-15 fighter jets racing to intercept the unidentified aircraft’s advance direction. Some pilots shouted crazily; it was their capital, and they would do everything they could to stop it.

The “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet suddenly executed an energy tactical maneuver, diving straight down from an altitude of five thousand meters.

Seeing the sudden increase in speed from the infrared response, Japan’s Self-Defense Forces were nearly terrified. The air defense missiles could not lock onto the target. Just then, the recently deployed anti-aircraft artillery positions finally roared to life, releasing a series of dark red fireballs into the sky.

A string of bright dots, accompanied by muffled sounds, filled the sky, with tracer rounds weaving into necklaces of light, increasing in number as the anti-aircraft machine guns desperately attempted to intercept.

But they could not touch the fast-moving supersonic variable wings fighter jet. The Dragon Knight was unconcerned; neither the anti-aircraft shells nor the large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun bullets had any means to penetrate the repulsion shield’s defenses.

The variable wings fighter jet continued on a straight line, heedlessly charging toward the brightly lit Tokyo.

Ground forces of the Self-Defense Forces finally launched their first barrage of interception fire. However, the ground defenses were not foolproof; in just a few seconds, the “monstrous” descended from five thousand meters to just over one hundred meters, flying startlingly low, almost kissing the ground, completely indifferent to the various buildings speeding toward it.

In the horrified eyes of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces soldiers, a bolt of black lightning sliced through the dense urban jungle of tall buildings, disappearing like a spearhead.

The air defense positions outside the city fell into a dead silence.

The Japanese soldiers stared incredulously back at the still brightly lit international metropolis. Their all-out efforts to intercept had not even been able to delay the enemy; the invaders had successfully breached the line of defense and had entered their capital without a care.

The Prime Minister, the Emperor…

Everyone shuddered simultaneously.

They had become traitors to their own country. Cries and wails broke out among the ranks.

“Mao Zedong is in heaven!”

Miyazawa Mu stared in shock at the changing images on the cockpit canopy; it was Tokyo! They were racing toward Tokyo. What did this reckless pilot want? Had he gone mad?

The barrage from the anti-aircraft artillery and machine guns was breathtaking, yet the fighter jet glided through the fire like it was on a leisurely stroll, swimming effortlessly through the hail of bullets, completely unharmed, as it charged into the forest of skyscrapers.