allonlinenovel Chapter 307 The Monster's Special Abilities
Chapter 307 The Monster's Special Abilities
On the lunar battlefield, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse! Just as the laser beam from Flying Swallow No. 1 was about to strike the weak point of the energy core on the monster Ras's back armor!
Graeme, who had always been protecting his younger brother, let out a deep roar. His massive body burst forth with astonishing speed that was disproportionate to his size. He suddenly shifted to the side, using his body, which was covered with a thicker and harder horny breastplate, as the strongest shield to take the fatal blow for Ras!
The laser exploded in a dazzling burst of sparks on its chest, leaving charred marks, but failed to cause any real damage.
At the same time, Gorem's massive jaws, filled with sharp teeth, opened wide, and dark red energy rapidly gathered in his throat. A thicker beam of destructive energy, filled with a destructive aura, struck the right wing of the Flying Swallow No. 1 with astonishing precision!
"Bang!" The violent explosion was clearly transmitted through the structure of the machine to the cockpit, even on the near-vacuum surface of the moon!
The Flying Swallow No. 1 suddenly shuddered, and its right wing snapped off in an instant, scattering debris everywhere. The entire fighter jet, like a bird that had been hit, lost its balance and spun as it plummeted downwards.
Inside the cockpit, red lights flashed wildly, and a piercing alarm tore through the silence inside the spacesuit, causing widespread panic.
"Oh no! Control system malfunction! Power loss!" Lina gritted her teeth, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She gripped the violently shaking control stick tightly with both hands, trying with all her might to stabilize the out-of-control aircraft, but all she got in return was a heavy, unsteady feeling.
"Emergency ejection preparation!" Daigo's voice was urgent, his finger already on the ejection seat's activation button, his gaze quickly sweeping across the gray lunar surface rushing past outside the capsule. However, Gorem had given them absolutely no time to escape!
Instead of continuing its energy-consuming beam attack, it opened its massive maw once more and spewed out a large amount of viscous, shimmering, ominous grayish-white filaments!
These threads, like living tentacles or a predator's web, quickly wrapped around the out-of-control Flying Swallow No. 1, deftly bypassing the wing debris and tightly binding the fuselage.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 was wrapped up into a huge, grayish-white "cocoon" that hovered on the moon, and it completely stopped moving.
"Lina! Daigo!" Shinjo, aboard the Flying Swallow II, was furious, his eyes bloodshot with rage and worry, almost crushing the control stick. "Damn it! Let them go!"
He frantically pressed the attack button, and the beams of the Texas cannon and missiles shot one after another at the silk threads connecting the "cocoons." However, most of the attacks were deflected or absorbed by the elastic and resilient silk threads, with little effect, only causing a few sparks.
"Captain! Flying Swallow One has been captured by a monster! Repeat, Flying Swallow One has been captured!"
Back in the command center of TPC Far East Headquarters, Nori witnessed this horrifying scene through satellite footage. His voice filled with uncontrollable horror, he reported to Captain Iruma Megumi.
What was even more chilling was that the mocking and cruel smile that had been on Graeme's hideous face since the start of the battle had become even more pronounced and triumphant.
Its deep, hoarse laughter, like the rubbing of rocks, even faintly reached the communication channels of the GUTS members through the special energy vibrations in space, filled with mockery of humanity's overestimation of its own abilities.
Just when everyone thought that Graeme would destroy the "cocoon" or drag it away as a trophy, an even more unbelievable and mind-blowing scene unfolded.
Graeme’s massive body began to radiate a strong dark red light from the inside out. This light twisted and wriggled like a living thing, and its body shape rapidly changed within the light—shrinking, deforming, and reorganizing!
In just a few seconds, the unsettling dark red light receded like a tide, and the ferocious and terrifying giant monster disappeared. In its place was another "Victory Swallow No. 1" quietly floating in the lunar sky, its fuselage intact and its paintwork bright!
This "Flying Swallow No. 1," transformed from Graeme, is exactly the same as the real Flying Swallow No. 1, from the Victory Team logo on the fuselage, the blue and white paint scheme, the details of the cockpit, to even the pale blue ion tail flames emitted by the tail engine. It has reached the level of being indistinguishable from the real Flying Swallow No. 1!
It even precisely mimicked the communication frequency of the Flying Swallow-1 satellite, sending out intermittent distress signals mixed with "noise": "...This is...Flying Swallow-1...We...are severely damaged...Please respond..."
"What?! It...it turned into the Flying Swallow?!"
On the Flying Swallow II, Horii stared wide-eyed, his mouth slightly agape, almost unable to believe what he was seeing through the porthole. He subconsciously adjusted his helmet, as if that would allow him to see more clearly.
"It's mimicry! It can perfectly imitate the shape of other objects!" Ye Rui's voice came through the communication channel, tinged with fear and urgency. "Damn it! It's trying to infiltrate our ranks, or lure us into attacking the wrong target..."
However, his warning came too late! Before he could finish speaking, the fake "Flying Swallow No. 1" suddenly turned its nose around with an extremely smooth, ace-pilot-like maneuver. The laser cannon under its belly quickly charged and aimed at the Flying Swallow No. 2, which was being attacked with all its might and whose side was exposed, piloted by Shinjo and Horii. It opened fire!
"Watch out!" Relying on his rich combat intuition, Shinjo jerked the control stick a second before the artillery fire hit. The Flying Swallow II performed a dangerous side roll, with a scorching laser beam grazing its belly, giving the two men a fright.
"Damn it! It even copied our attack patterns and flight tactics!" Xincheng roared in shock, looking at the two identical fighter jets in front of him. For a moment, he couldn't tell the real one from the fake one, and he hesitated to fire because he was afraid of harming the enemy.
Inside the fake Flying Swallow No. 1, that chilling, mocking low laughter seemed to echo once more, clearly enjoying the feeling of cornering its opponent and toying with it at will.
The battle situation instantly became extremely complex and passive, and the winning team was plunged into an unprecedented predicament.
"We must rescue Daigo and Rena!" At Earth Headquarters, Megumi Kijima stared intently at the main screen, her fist slamming heavily on the edge of the command console, her knuckles turning white from the force. But the vast distance made any detailed tactical instructions seem pale and powerless.
On the lunar battlefield, inside the Flying Swallow 1, tightly wrapped in thick, viscous silk cocoons, the light was dim and the air was stuffy.
Daigo was struggling, but the threads were extremely resilient. The more he struggled, the tighter they became, almost suffocating him.
The violent impact and subsequent restraints had already rendered Lina unconscious, and she slumped in the driver's seat.
Daigo called her name anxiously twice, but when she didn't respond, he quickly reached out to check her breath. He felt her even, warm breath coming from his fingertips and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart finally calming down.
He looked up at the cockpit window, which was covered by silk threads and only let in a faint light. He could only vaguely see the distorted light and shadow outside, which was another "self" attacking his comrades.
We can't wait any longer! The simplest solution is to transform into Ultraman Tiga immediately, but transforming in the cramped cockpit of the Flying Swallow would make us too conspicuous and could instantly expose our identity.