Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

He did not linger any longer and turned into the alley. His figure turned left and right in the alley and disappeared in a short while.

The gunshots suddenly stopped. Zhou Kang and the other two who were approaching secretly changed their expressions, thinking that something had happened to Sun Lang.

He didn't care anymore and rushed out.

When they looked, they saw corpses all over the ground, but the man in fancy clothes was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Kang and the other two's faces changed and they rushed over to check.

I did not see the man in fancy clothes among the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

One of the Red Party members seemed to notice something and said in surprise:

"The team leader is an expert. Look, all these devils were shot in the head."

"I'm afraid none of us can do this kind of shooting skills? He is truly an expert!"

Zhou Kang didn't notice it at first, he was just thinking about finding the person in fancy clothes.

After hearing this from my comrades, I looked at the Japanese soldiers and found that it was true. There was a bloody hole on the head of each of them.

They were all killed with one shot. He was indeed an expert with a gun.

No wonder the other party told them to leave and didn’t need any help. It seems that he has the confidence and ability.

"He should leave, let's go too!"

After dealing with the group of devils, Sun Lang left the alley.

Change clothes as you walk, take off all your clothes, and throw them all into the space.

By the time we got out of the alley and onto the street, people had returned to their normal self.

Then I found a rickshaw and went home.

After that, Sun Lang stayed at home for two days without going out.

There just happened a gunfight and so many Japanese were killed. It’s better to keep a low profile.

It's better to keep a low profile. Sun Lang was sitting in a rocking chair to rest these two days. He could hear the footsteps of the Japanese outside the house, and he was still looking for clues everywhere.

It wasn't until the third day today that the footsteps disappeared.

The noise outside also died down.

The Japanese should have relaxed their search efforts.

"Hey, time to go out and move around!"

He got up from the rocking chair, stretched, and moved his body around.

Sun Lang then staggered, opened the gate and went out.

I went to the dead mailbox, took the letter and put it in the storage space to check.

Watch while walking around.

In the letter, the Red Party asked him how to transport supplies, especially how to transport such a large fighter jet.

At the same time, he was given an address, saying that the supplies could be delivered first.

When Sun Lang saw this, he thought to himself, why bother with all that.

"Why don't I just fly a fighter jet to deliver the stuff to your Red Party's safe area?"

"When I get back, I can just come back with another fighter plane."

Yes, Sun Lang decided to hand over the new fighter to the Red Party.

As for the other fighter plane he had flown, the new one has now become old.

There were bullet marks all over it.

Sun Lang decided to keep it for his own use.

If the Japanese stop doing anything one day, he will continue to bomb them in his fighter jets.

Moreover, keeping a fighter jet for yourself is equivalent to having an express car. If there is an emergency, it is convenient to go anywhere you want.

However, they said they would continue bombing the Japanese when the time came, and there was only one missile left in the fighter plane.

There aren't many bullets left in the machine gun, so I have to find a way to get more chances to win the lottery.

It should be about finding a way to have more people assassinate you.

Let’s talk about this later, let’s solve the current problem first.

Sun Lang replied directly in his space.

Tell the Red Party that he will transport the supplies and fighter planes directly to the towns and villages near Yan'an.

As for which specific town it was, Sun Lang didn't know, but as long as he entered the area near Yan'an, he would definitely be discovered by the Red Party.

There is no need to worry that the Red Party will not be able to find the supplies and fighter jets he transports.

After all, a fighter jet is so big, how can you not see it when it’s flying in the sky?

After replying the letter, Sun Lang also had to make preparations.

"It's been more than ten days, and the Mei Agency hasn't come to find me. I think it should be okay if I leave for a day."

"I can't be so unlucky. Those people came to me right after I left."

Thinking this way, Sun Lang certainly would not give up what he was going to do because of such uncertainty.

There was nothing to pack, so he looked around the house, then walked out, locked the door and left.

Coming out of the city again, Sun Lang recalled what had happened outside the city before.

If he had not been injured at the time and was afraid that his long absence would arouse suspicion, he would have taken the opportunity to give the supplies in his hands to the Red Party.

Later he thought about it and decided to give up. If he drove a fighter jet quietly to the Red Party area, who knew if he would be mistaken for a Japanese soldier?

Besides, we didn’t inform the Red Party in advance, so it would be useless if they didn’t know when the supplies were delivered.

When he arrived outside the city, Sun Lang kept walking along the avenue.

It is definitely not possible to fly away in a fighter jet, even if the distance to Haishi is very far.

A fighter plane in the sky is a target and can be easily spotted by the Japanese.

After walking for a distance, Sun Lang made sure that there was no one nearby, and suddenly a car appeared on the road.

This car is the military truck and the car that Qingshan Shuyi collected when he went to chase those female workers in Nanshi.

Now it comes in handy.

He has to drive a car to Yan'an, how long would that take?

As long as we are a little further away from Haishi, we can fly a fighter jet.

The car was speeding along the way, and from a distance it looked like a frog jumping around on the road.

Anyway, the driving was not that bumpy, so Sun Lang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, causing the car to bounce on the bumpy road.

There's no way I can rush it.

It took more than two hours to get there, but we didn't get very far.

He remembered that there was a checkpoint set up by the Japanese not far ahead.

Then he couldn’t drive, so Sun Lang put the car into the space and then went into the woods nearby.

We bypassed the Japanese checkpoint through the woods and walked a long distance before we reached the road, got out the car and continued driving.

Two hours later.

Sun Lang found a green lawn and checked the fighter plane beside him. Apart from the bullet marks on the outer shell, there were basically no major problems.

The first thing to check when entering a fighter jet is the fuel.

Seeing the display above, Sun Lang sighed.

"It's only enough for this round trip. If you want to continue flying a fighter jet, you'll need fuel."

Before, I was only thinking about the bullets and missiles on the fighter jets and forgot about the fuel.

It could be done in this era, but not now. Even if he knew, he couldn't do it.

Moreover, the fuel used by airplanes is different from the fuel used by vehicles and cannot be replaced.

You can only hope to win it through a lottery in the system.

"Hey, let's talk about the future later. Let's finish the current thing first."

After activating all buttons, the fighter jet slowly moves until it soars high into the sky.

After the fighter jet was flying steadily in the air, Sun Lang sped up and rushed forward.

Being far away from Haishi now doesn’t mean there is no danger. This place is still the devil’s territory.