RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 97 RAIN BULLET

EPS 97 RAIN BULLET

The old jet aircraft left the second world war, Thunderbolt continues to accelerate leaving the battle arena between Pranaja with Chengdu J-20 aircraft. Two booster rockets were mounted under the fuselage, helping the old fighter to accelerate rapidly. However, passing through 150 kilometers, the rockets began to run out of fuel.

Dud!…dud!…dud!..

“What happened sister?” asked Ren a little worriedly.

He did not see Pranaja's body at all. Where's she? His inner.

“The rocket fuel has run out. I have to take it off and start turning on the engine of our plane.”

The sound of the rocket began to falter. His speed has dropped dramatically. Ryong moved quickly. He immediately pressed the fire button to start his Sukhoi 27 engine, then released the two rockets from the fuselage. There was a little technical error, however. The rocket could not be released. The speed of the plane they were boarding slowed down and tilted down, due to the load of the two rockets.

Ryong continued to press the emergency button non-stop, trying to release the two rockets, while the Chengdu J-20 stealth planes were getting closer. The old plane was already on radar and the firing range of their missiles. The pilots of the Chinese Air Force locked onto the movement of the Thunderbolt.

“I've successfully locked them captain!” said one of the pilots.

“Shoot!” the captain's orders.

Swing! Swing! Swing!

Dozens of short-attack air-to-air missiles were immediately shot after the Thunderbolt aircraft. In a few seconds the plane will be destroyed.

“Private!”

Ryong hits a hard automatic button to release the two rockets that weigh down their plane. After many attempts, the two rockets were finally released. The Thunderbolt aircraft, powered by Sukhoi Su-27 jets, was quickly shot up. The two detached rockets were easy targets for Chinese Air Force missiles.

“Bum! Boom! Boom! Bum!”

The Sukhoi SU-27 was a fighter aircraft originally produced by the Soviet Union, and designed by the Sukhoi Design Bureau. The aircraft is planned to be a major rival to the new generation of United States fighter aircraft. The SU-27 has a long range, heavy weaponry, and high agility. The turbot engine, the Saturn-AL 31 had a speed of up to 2500 km/h, making it the fastest aircraft of its time.

Chinese fighter aircraft that are only able to fly at a maximum speed of 2100 km/h immediately lag far behind. But unfortunately, the body of the Thunderbolt remaining world war II was not able to penetrate the speed beyond sound. The density of the molecules began to stretch. Soon there were cracks here and there.

Rektek.pretek.krek..

“See, there are lines of cracks on the body of our plane,” said Ren increasingly anxious, let alone he did not see any signs of Pranaja's existence.

“Ready Ren! On the count of three you press the thrower button on your seat to the right” Ryong said. “Have you seen it?”

Ren directed his gaze to the right of his seat.

“Iya. I've seen it,” Ren said.

“OK. Put your index finger on it. Later after I start counting, press on the count of three.”

Ren looked at his brother's instructions.

“Are you ready?”

“Ready sister!”

Ryong sighed deeply. His eyes were staring forward. He knew that the safety of himself and his brother was in his own hands. Because he's lost Pranaja. I don't know what happened to his best friend. But he didn't want to think about it at the moment. Even if he has a bad feeling.

“One, two,...three!”

Chequek!

The cockpit door opens.

Wmw! Wmw!

Both the pilot's seat and the Thunderbolt's co-pilot were shot high into the air. Leaving his plane that was starting to break apart and detaching some of its parts. Soon the old plane exploded in the air.

Boom!

“Pranajaa,” he shouted in a raucous voice.

***

Pranaja's body, which continued to slide downwards at high speed, suddenly flinched. His sharp hearing was like hearing Ren's voice calling out his name. Instantly he gasped in surprise. Moreover, his body slid rapidly towards the cluster of sharp and pointed coral.

“Gen Power Sawiji!”

Five meters above that cluster of rocks, his body turned into a blue flame.

Heya!

While shouting, a lump of blue fire was immediately swerving, thin on the rocks that were ready to tear his body. Flying straight then ascending forty-five degrees chasing back Ryong and Ren's plane. With the speed of light, he had briefly managed to tail behind the Chengdu J-20 fighter planes.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

He released fireballs from behind them. The three planes flying behind could not escape. The tail of their plane immediately burned violently. The pilots immediately threw their bodies into the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The planes exploded into ashes. Pranaja kept firing his fireballs. The enemy planes were unaware of what had attacked them, unable to convolute. The planes were in a violent fire before they finally exploded and were smashed to pieces. And Pranaja continued to drive forward, breaking through the barricades of dozens of Chinese stealth aircraft to save Ryong and Ren.

“Kakak!” Ren was still screaming in fear.

Wmw!

The parachute fabric located behind the seat sped up and then expanded. Withstand the speed of the pilot's seat and the co-pilot's sliding down. For a moment their parachutes swayed to and fro following the wind. Before it finally descended quietly to earth. Ryong continued to shout at his sister to calm down and continued to follow all the instructions.

“Quiet Ren! Don't panic!” yell Ryong.

Ren looked at his brother's face while nodding.

“Direct your parachute to the open ground below you!” yelled Ryong again. “Use the rope in your right hand as his control!”

Ren tries to control his parachute with a rope held in his right hand. The pace of the parachute was getting more directed and began to be controlled. Ryong looked back. The enemy's warplanes are no longer visible. They maneuvered before turning around, returning to their base in Dandong, China.

Swing! Swing!

Ryong's face gasped in surprise instead of a bitch. Two missiles were speeding towards their parachutes. Apparently before turning around, there was still a plane that fired its missiles to destroy Ryong and Ren's bodies. The two brothers could only close their eyes. Go with what will happen.

Heya!

There was a loud cry that was very familiar with their ears. Ryong and Ren opened their eyes. It appears that Pranaja managed to catch up to the missiles. With the speed of light, it was not difficult for the young man to chase after the weapon that threatened Ryong and Ren. His right hand hit one of the missiles with a godham elephant punch.

“Godham Elephant Blow!”

The missile immediately turned direction, darting towards another missile. The two high-explosive weapons explode in front of Pranaja, Ryong and Ren.

Blars!

The missiles exploded, but made a bad impact on them. The steel fragments were like little bullets that spread death everywhere. The bodies of the three young men were like being showered with bullets that pierced through their bodies.

Arggh! Shouted Ryong.

“REN!” shouted Pranaja while reaching his hand.

The girl's lips smiled faintly, between streams of blood pouring from her head.