"No need, sir." Lisa looked at the dense handwriting on the A4 paper, but there was no answer.
"I only plan to make some simple requests so that the other party can respond and come out for negotiations. My task will be completed. You can do this kind of formal speech by yourself, sir."
Having said this, Lisa had an idea and quickly handed over the memory card, "This is a translation software provided by the Chinese people. It is very useful. Install it in your mobile phone and you can give a speech directly."
"A Chinese product? Is it easy to use?" The Canadian leader looked worried.
"The only choice, sir." Lisa said to herself, God, don't let me be a full-time translator.
"Okay, that's just right. I can revise my statement." The leader was still looking at the memory card.
"It will take us several hours to fly to Wolf Castle, sir. I suggest you use these few hours to rest more. It should be dark by the time we arrive at Wolf Castle. We won't have time to rest tonight."
Lisa began to worry about the status of the entire officer corps. It was unknown how many people here could be considered soldiers. She hoped that they would not encounter too complicated situations after arriving at Wolfsburg.
"Dear passengers, please note that this flight will land at Boston Logan International Airport in 30 minutes. Please return to your seats immediately. We have already begun to descend."
A transoceanic flight was entering the final landing procedure, and the flight attendant had already started the final announcement before landing. She stood at the door of the cabin with a microphone and spoke in the sweetest voice possible, saying old lines that were well-known to her, unconsciously. He turned his body and looked out the window.
"Oh my god, there's a boat outside." She immediately screamed when she saw something outside. "Did I see something wrong? My eyes?"
But when she shouted, everyone on the plane saw it.
"Tower, I request priority landing. I think I have a special medical condition on board." The captain was much calmer than the flight attendant.
"How long until we reach the coast?" All the pirates on the Invasion are now staring at the plane on the side. "Could this be a ship? The shape is too strange, and why doesn't he open the protective cover? ?”
"Who knows when we can reach the coast! But the direction will be correct, and everyone can see clearly from a high place. Damn it, this journey is roundabout, so let's just start with this boat!"
Captain Love gave an order, and the Invasion immediately moved closer to the unlucky Boeing 747.
Since the opponent did not open the protective shield, Captain Love had to expand the Invasion's protective shield to include the opponent.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the protective cover touched the tip of the opponent's wing, the opponent seemed to lose his balance and fell down. However, he might also be trying to escape.
Fortunately, Captain Love reacted quickly and immediately swooped forward and put the opponent into the protective shield.
However, the opponent did not conscientiously settle down in the protective cover. Instead, he landed directly at the bottom of the protective cover, then rushed forward and upward along the protective cover, and finally swooped down from behind the protective cover, and continued to circle around like this. The Invasion turned over several times, and after a long time it slowly began to slow down. It seemed that it was finally ready to stop.
"Jump!" Several knights jumped on immediately. They couldn't find the hatch of the ship, so they had to use brute force to directly break through the wall. No one expected that the wall had just been broken through, and thick smoke was already coming from inside. The boat just burst into flames.
As for crying for father and mother inside, it is quite common.
"Target Alpha appeared off the east coast of country A and is heading towards Boston." After the officer corps left, the command center at Anchorage Airport remained on high alert, but Target Beta remained basically motionless and had been lost. It was refreshing to see the long-standing Alpha target back in sight.
"The target has entered the atmosphere and is flying at the flight altitude of civil aircraft. It was visually spotted by multiple passenger planes. One of the passenger planes' transponder hung out the 7700 situation flag and was suspected of being attacked."
"7700? That's the hijacking code. Any further information?"
"The hijacked passenger plane has basically not left its original route, but now its speed exceeds 1.5 times the speed of sound and is approaching Boston.
Initially, it was reported that people on the plane were experiencing collective hallucinations and suspected toxic gas leaks and required priority landing. Then the 7700 code was hung up and contact was lost. However, so far, the transponder on the plane is still working. "
This means it was definitely hijacked, but how did these aliens break in from outside the plane and hijack it? Doesn’t it mean that they don’t have any high-tech means?
The paratroopers watched the convoy drive into their position with excitement and almost cheered.
In the past few hours, they had not dared to fire a single shot, watching helplessly as the aliens in armor wandered around.
Fortunately, these aliens were not interested in the crude defensive position they set up next to the runway, which was a circle of foxholes.
The paratroopers thought they had finally received reinforcements. At least they had seen the M2 large-caliber Browning machine guns mounted on the roofs of the Humvees. However, the colorful uniforms of the group of people who got off the vehicles made them a little dumbfounded.
These people don't look like they are here to fight.
"What's going on?" This is Canada, but it is the U.S. military that is operating here now. Even if it were not, the leader has no command authority here. He can only symbolically ask about the battle situation here.
"Those people were wandering around, probably searching for something. Other than that, nothing else happened." The paratrooper captain reported truthfully, and there would be no missing piece of meat anyway.
"Looking for something?" Lisa caught this point keenly. "Sir, I need to use the communication equipment."
"Go!" The officer corps brought its own communication equipment, and the leader didn't even know why this was necessary. If anyone could really use him, he figured it could only be Lisa, so he didn't ask Lisa what she was going to do.
"Sir, I would like to request access to satellite images or aerial photos of Wolfsburg Airport. The closer the time is after the Pelican lands, the better." Lisa rushed into the communication vehicle and immediately started to contact them.
Obviously these aliens have not found the spacecraft core yet, and it seems that they want it very much, so finding the spacecraft core and sending it to the aliens will definitely be very beneficial to establishing communication channels.
"Wait a moment!" The command center was very straightforward.
Lisa raised her head and was surprised to find that in front of her Humvee equipped with a tweeter, a captain of the Air Force of Country A was hanging a huge Stars and Stripes flag on the car.
