Chapter 801

Chapter 801: Tokyo Hot

For reasons unknown, even the Yasukuni Shrine in Chiyoda, Tokyo, was quickly protected by the Self-Defense Forces. Various anti-aircraft weapons were deployed around it, and soldiers began preparing to relocate important items.

In the center of Tokyo, within the 17-hectare grounds of the Japanese Imperial Palace, the Emperor and his family members were anxiously taken to safety, with uncertainty hanging over them about whether a powerful bomb would suddenly fall upon them.

The Japanese were not foolish; they were acutely aware of the attitudes that neighboring countries’ civilians held against their nation.

The streets of Tokyo, known as the city that never sleeps, were bustling with people, but suddenly, LED screens switched to emergency notices from the government, flashing warning messages.

As the unidentified object moved south from Niigata Prefecture, air defense alarms began to sound in every corner of the city.

Police and some early-deployed members of the Self-Defense Forces worked hard to evacuate the crowds. The air raid shelters located throughout the city were activated, and the vast underground drainage system, akin to a city beneath the city, opened up, becoming overcrowded with the influx of people.

A thunderous roar approached, causing those orderly queueing to enter the shelters to freeze momentarily. Suddenly, a nearly transparent silhouette sped through the buildings, darting through Tokyo’s central commercial district, Ginza, and disappearing from the citizens’ sight at lightning speed.

Everyone who witnessed this paused in shock, falling into stunned silence. After a few seconds, terror erupted in their screams, and orderly traffic descended into chaos.

Lin Mo looked down at the vibrant, illuminated cityscape below. The chaotic scene on the ground unfolded before his eyes, but his expression remained neutral inside the tactical helmet.

This was perhaps the most merciful sight since foreign soldiers had invaded their capital. The Dragon Knight had no intent to attack; otherwise, the destruction caused would have been immense, creating riots and stampedes severe enough to lead to a complete shake-up of the current government, rather than just inducing fear.

Miyazawa Mu felt the G-forces pressing him into his seat, gasping for breath as the scene outside the cockpit shocked him.

He had never seen a fighter jet perform such daring maneuvers in a bustling metropolis, even in movies or on television. The heart-pounding experience nearly made his heart leap out of his chest.

The city itself was a vast heat source, with skyscrapers and lights burning brightly through the night, transforming electrical energy into light and heat.

The accumulation of heat from sunlight and human activity throughout the day meant that the city cooled much more slowly than the suburbs.

Aerosols caused by air pollution exacerbated the urban heat island effect.

Lin Mo’s strategy succeeded; if one thought he had come simply to show off or to create chaos, that would be a grave misunderstanding.

The X-8 “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet’s infrared heat signature seamlessly blended into the city upon entry, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, vanishing entirely from the sight of Japanese reconnaissance aircraft’s infrared detectors.

The entire infrared spectral map of the city displayed vast areas of colored heat sources, making it impossible to identify clear imaging; the mysterious aircraft’s infrared signal completely disappeared.

Whether from the RC-135 or the EP-3, the technical officers responsible for communication were bombarded with frantic shouting, while the crew members in the cabin remained silent.

Without command, the F-15 fighter jets flew around Tokyo like headless flies, unable to dare to maneuver through the city at such low altitudes as Lin Mo did.

Armed helicopters, suited for urban warfare, hurriedly made their way toward Tokyo, appearing more like snails racing against the speedy jet fighters.

Boom!

The jet fighters, creating an immense noise, tore through the sound barrier between Tokyo’s high-rise buildings, sending the outdoor glass trembling.

The sudden increase in acceleration subjected Miyazawa Mu in the back seat to another hellish G-force experience. Unable to move, he gritted his teeth, rolling his eyes, preferring his own discomfort rather than becoming a burden to his comrade.

The urban thoroughfares in the central district provided Lin Mo with ample acceleration room, and after a straight-line acceleration of 5 kilometers, the fighter jet instantly reached Mach 4.

The power of the repulsion shield completely countered the aircraft’s weight, allowing it to be propelled into the sky, free from Earth’s gravity.

As Lin Mo precisely controlled the fighter jet, he focused on the infrared thermal imaging distribution of Tokyo. Just before escaping the urban heat island effect, both engines’ output power suddenly decreased sharply. The turbofans rapidly drew in air for cooling, and the infrared thermal reaction from the tailpipe quickly vanished while the fighter jet, buoyed by its tremendous kinetic inertia and anti-gravity field, ascended rapidly, disappearing into the night sky.

As the G-forces faded again, a violent round of coughing and gasping filled the cabin. Miyazawa Mu felt as if he had experienced a journey through hell, miraculously retaining his consciousness, thanks to the physical fitness requirements imposed by the intelligence department and the robust health maintained within the Self-Defense Forces.

The route chosen for the “monstrous” inertial flight successfully avoided the 7th Air Wing’s F-15 fighters, which were desperately searching the skies for targets. Despite the thick threefold layered aerial trap laid out by the Japanese, they could not detect the variable wings fighter jet, which had deliberately eliminated its infrared response.

The Dragon Knight’s ability to adapt beyond conventional training and his imaginative battlefield tactics never failed to amaze.

Lin Mo turned off all signal lights and the Electro-Optical Distributed Aperture System, maintaining electromagnetic silence, while activating the Light Mirror Technique to scan the skies for everything above.

Floating panels of light mirrors filled Lin Mo’s view, almost occupying half of the cockpit. In the back seat, Miyazawa Mu had long grown accustomed to the high-tech wonders he couldn’t comprehend, treating the hovering, self-moving light mirrors simply as holographic projections of some advanced technology.

Magic intertwined with high-tech made it hard even for scientists to distinguish.

The “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet glided silently over Tokyo Bay, passing the Izu Islands, and silently entered the Pacific Ocean.

With the buoyancy from the repulsion shield and its perfect aerodynamic shape, coupled with the acceleration gained from the urban heat island area, the variable wings fighter jet glided effortlessly over vast distances, climbing to an altitude of 10,000 meters, harnessing energy maneuvers to maintain speed and flight distance.

The statically stable aerodynamic shape of the repulsion shield completely replaced the fighter jet’s inherent instability, allowing the “monstrous” to cruise leisurely without thrust.

Although it was slower, it was extremely stealthy. Neither active phased array radar nor pulse Doppler radar systems could detect an unidentified object that continuously changed its external colors, gliding silently above the night sky over the Pacific.

"Wait? The Americans are joining the fun!"

Lin Mo finally spotted a formation of two F-22 Raptors and an RC-135 strategic reconnaissance aircraft flying towards the Japanese mainland from Okinawa.

Having faced something small, something larger arrived. It was no surprise; the Americans, claiming to assist Japan’s homeland defense, had sufficient pretexts to interfere.

Japan had indeed spent a large fortune acquiring two stripped-down versions of the F-22 Raptors, nicknamed by some as eunuch fighters. However, one was destroyed by Lin Mo when it met the National Defense Star at the Bourget international airshow, so there was no way they could display two F-22 Raptors now, allowing Lin Mo to easily identify the combat team’s origin.

In ordinary times, Lin Mo would have gladly enjoyed a good laugh with them, but now, he had to focus on his unfortunate rear-seat passenger. He gently maneuvered the aircraft, gliding in a wide arc to avoid the American planes, heading east towards the vast Pacific.

Even though Miyazawa Mu bit his teeth to endure and not trouble Lin Mo, the latter was unwilling to take any risks. In ordinary times, the Dragon Knight would surely make a mess of things.

The fighter jet continued to glide high above, flying far until confirming through the light mirror that they narrowly avoided the American planes at a safe distance. Lin Mo then re-engaged the engines to accelerate away fully.

At that moment, no matter how advanced the Americans’ reconnaissance systems were, they were powerless to the “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet. Amid the boost from multiple propulsion systems, it swiftly climbed to an altitude of 25,000 meters, beginning to form wide loops to the Bering Sea, planning to secretly divert around Russia and return to mainland China.

Though the detour was large, the safety factor increased significantly.

Unaware that the unidentified object had quietly departed, the entire Japan remained in a state of irremovable turmoil and anxiety.

Numerous fighter jets took off from various air force bases, filling the skies above Japan, as if a thick layer of war clouds covered the nation.

The Self-Defense Forces canceled all leaves, activating all personnel, and within hours, sealed off all transportation routes within the country, declaring a semi-military state of emergency.

Like a spreading virus, from Hokkaido to Kyushu, cities triggered air defense alarms one by one, awakening civilians from their slumber, leading to evacuations and relocations, amidst widespread panic.

Heaven knows where that unidentified object, which viewed Japan’s defense capabilities as insignificant, would appear next.

It was as if it performed a piston-like maneuver, mercilessly violating Japan’s airspace and eventually thrusting deep into Japan’s heart, Tokyo.