C1270 Aural Hearing
How could there be a grenade?
Why did the target open the cabin window?
Wasn't he afraid of the hurricane in the sky?
One question after another popped up in his mind, and the pilot felt that his brain was working. The most important problem was the target's control skill, which was far from something he could compare with.
BOOM!
A violent explosion resounded as sparks flew and thick black smoke was emitted from one of the wings. The whole plane plummeted and whined.
No wonder their superior had sent out two planes to wipe out the enemy. So their target really did have that kind of strength.
No, to be more accurate, they should not have been able to make it in time. They shouldn't have sent two planes, but should have sent five or even six.
As the plane plummeted, the pilot quickly pressed the escape button and shot out of the pilot's seat.
He wanted to bring back the news of his target's strength. This was not something that a small fry like him could resist. The two were on completely different levels of strength.
"You're thinking too much right now. You really should follow in your partner's footsteps."
Pointing at Leigh Ann, Lin Fann aimed at the AK-47 and said, "Leigh Ann, you have to remember, you have to fire at high altitudes. The bigger the wind force, the bigger it is."
As soon as he said that, the AK-47 in his hand shook, followed by the pilot who thought he was safe.
Before he died, he didn't understand. The wind at high altitudes shouldn't have been hit, but now …
Looking at the blood flowing out of his chest, his mind was not thinking about whether he was going to live or not, but how the situation had developed.
"Mr. Asura, thank you for your guidance. Leigh Ann will definitely remember it."
Seeing the pilot belching, Leigh Ann's heart trembled. "Reducing wind resistance by swinging a gun, this technique is too powerful."
Other than being shocked by Lin Fann's powerful technique, she was also shocked by where Lin Fann got his weapon from. Where did this AK-47 and the grenade come from?
She clearly remembered that Lin Fann didn't take anything when he got on the plane. The weapons that appeared out of nowhere were like a magic trick.
But questions were questions, and she didn't dare to ask any of them. What she needed to do was to take note of it and learn from it. If she could learn even the tiniest bit from an Asura, that would be incredible.
"What are you thinking about? Continue on your way."
Looking at Leigh Ann who was lost in thought, Lin Fann laughed, "Do you want to stay in the sky forever?"
"Oh, oh …" Mr. Asura, please forgive me. "
Leigh Ann snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "According to our current schedule, we have about forty minutes."
"Listen to our surroundings, we might be the ones to explode in the next second." Lin Fann closed his eyes. "It took too much energy just now. I need to take a rest."
Seeing Lin Fann resting, Leigh Ann secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Staying with Lin Fann was too nervous, she couldn't use all of her experience and knowledge.
After twenty minutes of flight, three transport vehicles entered their line of sight, causing Leigh Ann to stare wide-eyed.
The symbol on the transport car, a glittering crystal, it was Crystal King's faction.
"What are you looking at? We met Crystal King's people? "
Lin Fann, who had opened his eyes, also saw the transport car below and immediately asked curiously, "Are you sure it's Crystal King's men?"
"Mr. Asura, you're awake." Seeing that Lin Fann had woken up, Leigh Ann immediately said, "It's the symbol of Crystal King's power. The only symbol that can be used on Laos is Crystal King's family."2
"Well, tell me what you think."
Seeing that Leigh Ann wanted to say something but hesitated, Lin Fann encouraged her, "What do you think we should do when we meet Crystal King's transport car halfway?"
"If we have any weapons, we can use them to harass them, but it would be best if we flew directly over them."
When Lin Fann was resting, she wanted to find Lin Fann's AK-47, but she couldn't find it, as if it was never there.
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