Liang Jian: Developing alone, I really don’t want to be a handsome man

Fang Yu didn't say a word, and went directly to the opposite hill.

Everyone looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.

What is this operation?

Why do you feel a little... not quite understanding?

"I want to board the plane!"

"Get the ju-88 Junker bomber ready for me!"

"I want to fly a ju-88 Junker bomber for air combat!"

As soon as Fang Yu said that, the whole team was even more confused...

"Commander, this is absolutely impossible."

"Flying a plane is not a simple matter."

"Not only need to fly to the sky, but also need to fight..."

"It takes a lot of flying training..."

"No...absolutely not."

"Commander, you can't take any chances!"

Wu Anguo panicked and hurried up to persuade him.

"Commander, I'm going to get on the plane, I'm going to fight against the Devil's plane!"

"Commander, my one-eyed dragon will die! I will directly fly the plane and collide with the devil..."

Cyclops, the commander of the First Infantry Battalion, also became anxious.

Immediately while talking, he immediately hummed to the side.

This time, he looked like he was going to do it to the end.

"Are you on the plane?"

"Do you know what operating procedures the plane has?"

"You can't even start a fire..."

"Don't worry, my flying skills are certainly not as good as Captain Zhang Qi's, but they are enough to deal with little devils."

Fang Yu smiled lightly.

He got a [Flying Mastery Skill] before...

Doesn't this work?

There are still many people who are persuading.

"If we lose our air supremacy and let these devil planes successfully fly out of our airspace in Heiyunzhai, then everything here will be exposed to the devil's sight."

"What I'm doing now is to save..."

"This matter... needless to say."

"When it's time to take risks, you must take them!"

"Without this diamond, I wouldn't take on this porcelain job either!"

"This is my order! You must carry it out!"

"Step aside!"

Fang Yu snorted secretly, and in his eyes, flashes of light flickered rapidly.

Thoughts... are coming little by little!

Sitting on the ju-88 Junker bomber, Fang Yu fumbled for a while, everything felt so familiar...

I have to say that for a ju-88 Junker bomber with such a large size, combat in the air is indeed very accumulated.

After all, this thing is a bomber...

Now forced to board the air, fight to the end!

The devil's four planes were besieging the No. 002 Mustang fighter jet piloted by Zeng Nianqiao, and gradually gained the upper hand...

The devil pilots of the remaining four devil planes all seemed very excited.

"This fighter plane must be killed, otherwise it would be too shameful! Five fighter planes and three reconnaissance planes were shot down, and nothing was gained!"

"idiot!"

"Die, die!"

"Going back with such a record, we will all have to sacrifice ourselves to thank His Majesty Tian Locust!"

"The stupid pigs in the intelligence department... only said that this mysterious force has fighter jets, but never said that they also have anti-aircraft guns!"

"idiot!"

The squadron leader of the Devil Fighter Squadron is driving the only Nakajima Type 4 "Falcon" fighter jet, and at the moment is leading the other three D1Y[-]-C Type [-] reconnaissance planes, concentrating their firepower and shooting wildly!

There must be something to gain!

It is about the honor of the flying brigade!

Chapter 140

Zeng Nianqiao is also under a lot of pressure at the moment.

Although the performance of the Mustang fighter is extremely superior, a good horse is also afraid of being ridden by everyone!

One hit four...

It's not impossible to be in a prime state, after all, among the four devil planes, three are reconnaissance planes with weak combat effectiveness.

But after fighting for so long, the state of the fighter plane is too bad.

Zeng Nianqiao could clearly feel the body vibrating.

Now I can only hold on.

"If there is really nothing to be done... then the only option... is to hit the devil's Nakajima-style "Falcon" fighter..."

"As long as the devil, the last fighter, is killed, the remaining three devil reconnaissance planes will not be able to make any splashes."

"Commander...captain..."

"I hope there is an afterlife..."

"In the next life, I missed Joe, and I will be your soldier!"

Zeng Nianqiao's heart was ashamed...

A decision has been made at this moment.

buzzing...

There was a burst of vibration.

Immediately... a huge behemoth appeared within Zeng Nianqiao's field of vision.

"This...isn't this our ju-88 Junker bomber?"

"Could it be that after the captain made an emergency landing, he drove a ju-88 Junker bomber to help me?"

This idea flashed through Zeng Nianqiao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, he was ruled out.

After the forced landing, it is almost impossible to recover and drive the bomber into the air again.

bang bang bang...

After the ju-88 Junker bomber takes off, there are no other bells and whistles, just do it!

装备了2挺13mm重机枪和3挺79mm轻机枪的ju-88容克轰炸机其实火力并不差。

It just looks a little bulky in the air.

After all, this thing is not a fighter jet, but a bomber.

But providing firepower for heavy shooting isn't much of a problem.

The sudden arrival of the ju-88 Junker bomber made the pilots of the Devils a little confused...

Some didn't react for a while.

Fang Yu directly caught a devil's reconnaissance plane and began to output firepower crazily...

buzzing...

The Devil's reconnaissance plane flipped several times in the air, and then landed quickly.

The Devil's plane was killed again.

There are three left...

Fang Yu's speed is non-stop...

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he once again directly boarded a Devils reconnaissance plane.

When Fang Yu and this devil's reconnaissance plane got into each other, the other devil's reconnaissance planes and fighter jets didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately at the moment.

It's easy to hurt yourself by mistake...

Fang Yu didn't care about it, and kept operating...

Firepower is always fully open!

There is only one purpose now!

That is to kill these little devil pilots!

Do as much as you can and die as much as you can!

"help me!"

"help me!"

"Squadron leader!"

"My gas tank... exploded..."

"No oil..."

In the Devil 071 d4y1-c Type [-] reconnaissance plane, the Devil pilot couldn't help but yelled.

But it's too late to say anything now...

Uchida Yoshihisa, the squadron leader of the Devil Flying Squadron who was driving the last Nakajima-style "Falcon" fighter jet, besides incompetent rage, was actually left with incompetent rage.

Mind broke.

What... what else?

I just feel like... I can't say anything.

"Eight Grid Road!"

"Why is another bomber coming!"

"idiot!"

"Even the bombers are involved in air combat!"

"How many cards does this mysterious army have!"

"Twelve of us arrived together..."

"Now there are only two left..."

"A d4y1-c Type [-] reconnaissance plane..."

"A Nakajima-style "Hayabusa" fighter..."

"what to do……"

"I have to live...to live..."