In the large-scale military base at the far east of Russia. The middle-aged, bearded Russian officer Anton patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Sir Paulis, we sent out the newest model warplanes we secretly co-developed with the USA, they are specialized to go against low and mid-level Extraordinaires. They can't fly, and their speed for escaping is also incredibly slow. In the open grassland, unless it burrows into the ground, it can only be used as a target. I can't wait to see the pictures the boys send back after the bombing…"
Paulis, an elderly Yunsian officer, sighed. "An Extraordinaire's ability is weird, it is impossible to guard against. There are all kinds of methods, otherwise, the Defense Command Center would not be so cautious and allow them to run amuck the Siberian Wilderness for half a year."