Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

After a round of attacks, Ichiro Okamoto skillfully flew the plane and circled in the air.

He spotted the roaring man on the flat ground and dived down.

If he guessed correctly, his brother was attacked by this man.

He wanted to avenge his brother and kill all these hateful Tubalu.

Ichiro Okamoto grinned, and the machine gun on the plane aimed at Wang Hao and fired wildly.

Damn Tubalu, you all deserve to die.

The next second, he saw this damn Eighth Route Army soldier actually raised his Type 38 rifle towards him.

Damn Tubalu, you are a clown.

I am the best pilot in the Great Empire, and you actually want to use a Type 38 rifle against me. This is ridiculous. You simply don't know your own limitations.

But the next second, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Because there was a hole in the windshield in front of him and a bullet had penetrated his chest.

"what……"

Ichiro Okamoto screamed as the suffocating pain spread throughout his body.

Ichiro Okamoto suddenly felt weak all over, everything in front of him went dark, and even his brain was out of control.

"Do not."

"Bagaya Road..."

"How could this happen? How could this happen? I don't believe it."

"Do not……"

"I still have a chance. I am the best pilot in the empire. I must fly the plane back. I will definitely be able to fly the plane back..."

Ichiro Okamoto persisted. He believed in himself and believed that even if he was injured, he could still fly the plane back.

However, the next second, he crashed into the city wall with a loud bang, completely following in his brother's footsteps.

There was another sound of wailing from the walls of the prisoner-of-war camp.

The Japanese who survived again were stunned.

Just now, they thought it was just an accident.

The sentence "There are risks in watching the fun" only flashed through their minds and was thrown out of their minds.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened again.

The Japanese soldiers who had just been standing on the city wall and cheering were once again covered by explosions and flames.

I don’t know how many Japanese were killed in this explosion.

The Japanese were numb.

Are you guys here to make fun of me?

We brought you here to kill the Eighth Route Army, not to ask you to kill our own people.

These damn pilots, do they know how to fly a plane?

Especially Major Miyamoto, he was quite angry!

What does it mean to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of your own?

You're not only killing one thousand enemies but also losing eight hundred of your own.

You killed dozens of enemies but lost hundreds of your own lives?

Two planes are gone just like that. I really don’t know where these pilots came from. Are they all from the Novice Village?

And on the Eighth Route Army side.

The soldiers were delighted.

Haha, three planes came and two of them were shot down. Is this operation okay?

Although our shooting skills are not good, our company commander is good!

You little Japanese plane, assemble another one for me to see!

Haha ...

All the Eighth Route Army soldiers jumped out.

They are cheering.

At this moment, in their eyes, the Japanese plane was just a little chicken.

Zhao Gang and Kong Jie also looked at Wang Hao in surprise.

I thought I was invincible if I could take down one plane. But I didn't expect Wang Hao to be able to take down another one. How did he do it?

Killing one car could be considered luck, but what about the second one? Was that also luck?

Good guy.

It's fine that you can kill the Japanese without even looking at them from 700 meters away, but I didn't expect you to be so good at shooting down the Japanese planes.

It really is true that every hit is accurate!

This wave of operations made all the Eighth Route Army soldiers excited.

They stood up one by one, pointing their guns at the sky.

"Little devil, come here!"

Yes, at this moment they were not afraid at all, but rather a little excited.

There was only one plane left, and they wanted to shoot down the Japanese plane with their guns like Wang Hao did.

"Devil plane, come here!"

All the Eighth Route Army soldiers shouted with excitement.

Everyone was so excited that they were not afraid of the Japanese's small planes at all.

The Japanese pilot Fujita was very angry.

The Okamoto brothers brought shame to their pilots, and the local Eighth Route Army soldiers were no longer afraid of their planes.

These two damn guys.

Those Tubalu people deserve to die even more. Just wait and see how I kill you.

Fujita was flying the plane angrily and dived towards the Eighth Route Army below.

"Damned Tubalu, I'm going to kill you all..."

Fujita grinned horribly with a distorted face and pressed the machine gun button frantically.

The two onboard machine guns roared angrily, spewing out evil tongues of fire.

He swooped down and dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers died under the flames.

"Haha, well done, great, haha, I, Fujita, am the best pilot in the Great Empire..."

"Ah? What's going on? Oh no, my gas tank is leaking. How is this possible?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

It’s over.

"Oh no, why is my plane out of control too?"

Fujita started to operate frantically.

However, no matter how he operated, the plane just wouldn't obey.

How would he know?

Just now, Wang Hao pulled Duan Peng to teach him how to masturbate.

Wang Hao taught Duan Peng to aim at the Japanese planes, because the Japanese planes were moving, and he had to leave some space for them.

So, when Fujita's Japanese plane flew over, the two of them opened fire together.

Fortunately, both bullets hit the plane.

One hit the fuel tank and the other hit the engine.

What? Hitting the gas tank will cause it to explode? Sorry, that's a movie.

In fact, bullets hitting fuel tanks do not explode.

Just like that, Fujita's plane lost control.

"Ah... Bakayalu, don't come over here..."

Seeing the last plane staggering towards them, the Japanese soldiers on the city wall were terrified. They screamed hysterically and ran around frantically.

The scene was a mess.

However, no matter how they shouted, it was useless. It was even more impossible to escape.

The plane eventually crashed in their panic.

With a loud bang, there was another earth-shaking explosion.

The surviving Japanese soldiers were numb when they saw this scene. They were really numb.

It is said that there are only three things that can happen.

We all thought you would never come again.

But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. You really don't want to stop until you kill us all!

Fortunately, there are no more planes.

We are standing here to cheer you up, why are you here to bomb us?

The Japanese soldiers felt very aggrieved.

Especially Major Miyamoto.

He no longer felt wronged, his heart was bleeding.

"Bakayaro, you damn pilots. Are you really afraid that I won't die fast enough?"

"I asked you to kill the Tubalu, but you killed half of my own people instead. You are so cruel!"