After seeing the little fat man take action, everyone felt much more at ease during the next trip.

However, they were attacked by zombie birds at all.

In total, they were attacked 15 times, and there were quite a few species of zombie birds they encountered.

In addition to zombies and seagulls, there are also albatrosses, petrels, warship birds, puffins, etc.

When I encountered the largest scale, I directly encountered a flock of zombie birds with a population of over 1,000, and the number of zombie birds in the God and Demon Realm reached as many as 30.

It can be said that in the face of bird zombies of this size, even if a whole fighter aircraft formation is dispatched, it is difficult to ensure the safety of large passenger aircraft.

Until now, the existence of Little Fatty, a powerful person in the Rule Realm, can easily deal with it.

Humans finally returned to the position of the overlord of the air.

Of course, because of the many battles, even under supersonic flights, it took nearly 8 hours to cross the entire Pacific Ocean.

Then fly directly to the New York base.

...

New York Base.

A large number of troops were rushing to the ground from the underground base to start cleaning up surrounding zombies.

Boom boom boom boom!

Twist!

The sound of guns and cannons was heard.

With no hesitation of ammunition, the front line was moving out quickly and a safe area was quickly cleared.

"In the A3 area, if two more battalions of troops are sent in, all zombies must be eliminated within half an hour, and all obstacles on the highway must be cleaned up as temporary runways." Base chief Gregor issued a serious order.

After saying that, he saw the General Drake walking towards him and asked quickly: "How is it? Have our radar detected the other party's traces?"

"I just contacted the Los Angeles base, and they did find the large passenger plane. According to the other party's speed, it will be at most an hour to arrive at us." Drake said with a serious expression.

"How did they do it? Has the number of zombie birds in the Pacific decreased?" Gregor guessed.

"No, even according to satellite exploration, the overall strength of the zombie birds is still increasing every month, mainly because as time goes by, their realm is getting higher and higher." Drake replied.

"Then how did they come? Could it be that China has developed a fighter jet that can easily kill zombies in the God and Demon Realm?" Gregor's mind was even more confused.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be. Because according to the situation we found, the other party really only had a large passenger plane." Drake smiled bitterly, because he knew too well how big the gap was.

On their side, they can't even fly normally in their own airspace.

"Okay! Now let's do your best to clean that section of the expressway and use it as a temporary runway."

"Otherwise, if others have the ability to cross the Pacific Ocean, we can't even clean up the zombies at our doorstep, that would be a joke."

"As for how much their strength has developed, our diplomats will find out clearly." Gregor took a deep breath and said.

Next, with the New York base doing its best, they did take half an hour to clean up the section of the expressway in the A3 area.

Then we quickly cleaned the battlefield, and placed signs on the highway as temporary landing runways.

When they did all this, it was less than 10 minutes before the plane landed.

Gregor personally took a group of senior executives from the New York base to wait here.

The other party is only capable of crossing the Pacific Ocean in an apocalyptic environment, and it is worthy of their reception with the highest etiquette.

Not to mention that the two sides may cooperate in the future, so the project of face must be done even better.

Before everyone could wait for too long, they heard the buzzing sound of the engine in the sky.

The people in the field were of different realm. With a long view of the distance, they quickly saw the full picture of a large passenger plane.

It turned out to be just an ordinary passenger plane, with no weapons on it.

This made everyone's mind even more confusion, how did the other party fly over safely?

"There are people on the plane." Suddenly someone exclaimed.

Gregor focused his attention and found that a fat man in combat uniform was standing above the nose of the machine.

Seeing this scene, many people showed a look of surprise on their faces.

You should know that in the end of the world, even eating a full meal is a big problem, most of which are pale faces and thin skin.

It is a skill to keep the other party so fat.

Of course, this surprise just flashed away. As the passenger plane landed, they were also quickly adjusting their expressions.

As the plane approached, they also saw more clearly that behind the fat man, there were three people wearing power armor.

"This is the power armor that is not in the intelligence. Could it be that this is the latest weapon of China? Relying on them to kill the zombie birds in the God and Demon Realm?" Someone couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"It is impossible, even a mecha can't do it easily. How can this small power armor be easily done? At most, it can only be an auxiliary effect." Someone immediately retorted.

Just as they were talking, the plane had landed smoothly.

Then everyone saw that the fat man standing at the nose of the machine was walking straight in the void, as if there was an invisible ladder under his feet, walking towards them step by step.

"This..." Gregor's pupils shrank slightly. He seemed to have thought of something and looked at Drake on the side.

Drake seemed to know what he wanted to ask, nodded slightly, "It's not wrong. The other party has not used superpowers. This ability to stand in the air seems to be only possessed by the rule realm power in the intelligence."

"But based on the information we have collected, the two rule-level powerhouses in China do not have such a size. Could it be that this one has a new breakthrough?"

Just when both of them were confused, as the little fat man approached, they suddenly felt an invisible pressure.

At this moment, both of them had a feeling of being looked down upon by a giant dragon, which was the gap in the level of life.

Gregor calmed down his mind and hurriedly brought people to meet him, with a smile on his face, "Welcome to the New York base, I am the base chief Gregor."

"Hello, I am Jin Tong, the logistics manager of the Thunder Legion." The fat man also introduced himself.

Upon hearing this self-introduction, Gregor was suddenly stuck. Shouldn’t the other party introduce his military rank or position?

What the hell is this logistics supervisor?
Chapter completed!