1269: C1269 Airstrike

C1269 Airstrike

The same thought emerged in Leigh Ann's mind. How could artificial shooting be effective?

There were too many factors to consider. A hurricane from a high altitude was a huge obstacle. If the bullets fired wanted to hit the target, the success rate would almost be zero.

"Leigh Ann, go up. On top of the last plane."

Just when Leigh Ann was confused, Lin Fann's voice rang in her ears, causing her to be stunned, "Mr. Asura, do we have to change our strategy?"

The chances of success were too low, so he had to change his strategy. But now that they were already in a confrontation, would changing their strategy work?

"Strategy?" "What strategy?"

Retracting the AK-47, Lin Fann asked curiously, "Isn't there still a plane? We have to shoot it down."

Huh? This plane didn't even shoot down another one?

The sound of an explosion rang out, followed by the hum of a plane crash. Leigh Ann looked over and saw that the enemy's fuel tank had exploded, thick black smoke and the pilot shooting out from the cabin.

Bang!

Following the sound of gunfire, the pilot's head snapped off. When Leigh Ann saw this scene, she was shocked in disbelief.

Not only had the plane exploded, but the pilot who managed to escape was also killed by a single shot?!

If he had thought it impossible, then now he just found it unbelievable. Since when did firearms replace a fighter's bullets?

"Don't just stand there. Keep working."

After blowing on the muzzle of the gun, Lin Fann ordered, "Fly to the other party's head. I'm going to throw a grenade."

"grenade... "Okay, okay."

Leigh Ann, who was already shocked by Lin Fann's scene, decided not to work directly according to Lin Fann's instructions.

To be able to shoot down enemy planes by hand using firearms at high altitudes, it was enough to prove Lin Fann's terror.

Not only did they have to consider the impact of the wind on the bullets, they also had to consider the reaction of the enemy aircraft. Taking these factors into account, he still had to be strong.

Lin Fann had done all of this without leaving a single drop of water. This was the scariest part. Terrible judgment, terrible precision...

"What happened? Answer me, answer me."

When they saw the smoke coming out of their companion's plane, the remaining pilots kept shouting into the communicator. However, the only response he got was a burst of short circuit and the sound of his companion's plane crash.

How is this possible? How was this possible?

Such a seasoned fighter jet should not have any combat power at all. No, it should not have any combat power at all. Why did his companion's plane crash? Why?

While he was still in a state of panic, he did not notice that his target had already disappeared. Looking at the light dots still active in the radar, he quickly grabbed the remote control pole and pulled away.

Not here, not there, not even there...

It was as if he had disappeared, and there was no sign of his target. But according to the radar, the target was nearby.

Could it be?

An idea popped up in his mind, and the pilot thought of a terrifying possibility. He quickly looked up and saw the bottom of the plane.

"When did this happen? When did it fly up there?"

After a moment of shock, he ruthlessly grabbed onto the remote control and said, "You want to play some tricks with me? Alright, I'll compete with you on whose skill is stronger."1

With a sharp downward motion and a straight lift, the plane smoothly rotated and came down. After a series of movements, the pilot pressed the weapon button, revealing the machine gun inside the plane.

"Now you just wait for death, I will mercilessly shoot you to death."

Looking around, he couldn't find the target of the plane's shadow. He was immediately dumbfounded. "Where did he go? Where did he go?"

"Bye bye."

The voice that sounded by his ear made him raise his head to look over. This time, he saw not only the target's plane, but also a smiling face.

There was also a grenade!?

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