Homelander: New Legacy

[191] : Another One

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The skies still bright and clear as Roger flew at high altitudes, scanning for traces of Parademons.

Fortunately, he found none, nor did he encounter anything else that didn't belong to this world.

It seemed the Parademon that had appeared in Los Angeles was truly a coincidence—or at least, that's how it looked for now.

Taking another glance around, Roger was about to head back when two fighter jets approaching from both sides made him pause.

"Oh? They noticed me?"

State Border Radars could detect any unidentified flying object, even if it was a living being like Roger.

Usually, Roger would avoid such situations by landing before the jets arrived and disappearing on the ground. He decided to have a little fun with the jets this time.

"Lightning One, this is Lightning Two. Target identified as an unidentified flying object. Permission to engage."

The pilots of the two jets, having detected Roger in their state airspace, were already authorized to fire. Since Roger hadn't responded to their radio signals, they naturally assumed he was hostile.

The jets, code-named Lightning, flanked Roger from both sides. Roger glanced back at them, then turned and flew straight up, accelerating to match the jets' speed.

The jets pursued him closely, and when it seemed Roger might escape, one of them fired a missile without hesitation.

The missile raced toward Roger, but instead of fleeing, Roger suddenly stopped mid-air. The missile and the two jets flew past him.

"What the—?"

The abrupt stop caused the pilots to lose their target, prompting one of them to curse in shock.

They had never encountered such a maneuver—something that could stop dead in the air like that.

"Lightning Two has lost the target! Requesting a new lock-on!"

The pilot of one jet reported as their radar failed to locate Roger.

"I'm re-locking... Wait, what?!" exclaimed the other pilot of Lightning One.

"What's wrong, Lightning One?"

"Oh my God! He... he's a person! He's standing on my jet!"

"What!?"

Hearing this, the pilot of Lightning Two thought he must have misheard. Or perhaps Lightning One was hallucinating—how else could a person suddenly appear atop a jet?

Skeptical at first, the pilot of Lightning Two adjusted his view and saw it for himself. A human figure was indeed standing atop the other jet. He murmured, "Holy crap... it really is a person?"

Roger stood on top of the jet, tapping the cockpit glass. He yelled to the pilot inside, "Hey! Your jet must be equipped with top-of-the-line tech, right?"

"...."

The wind outside was too loud, and the cockpit's soundproofing was excellent..

"Never mind..."

Roger decided not to bother with questions. He simply smashed the cockpit glass, reached in, and activated the ejection system.

Watching the pilot parachute away safely, Roger waved and said, "Your jet is mine now. Have a pleasant landing, pilot!"