1277: C1277 Thick Point

C1277 Thick Point

The fighter aircraft that was originally flying in a straight line abruptly rose 90 degrees. He spun 360 degrees like an impact drill as vomit flew in the air and landed at a strange angle.

"Hmph, I knew it would."

Although the shock could be controlled at a high speed, the captain had already considered it. After all, the target had a powerful driving ability.

Now that things were going his way, it was time to explode: "Press your launch button and blow it up for me."

"What is this? It's yellow in color and seems to have vegetable leaves."

"Is it raining? The whole cabin's glass is dirty, so I can't see what's going on outside."

"If we can't see what's happening outside, the fire could easily go off. Captain, are we going to shoot or not?"

The continuous stream of curses in his ears caused the captain to be stunned. The glass in front of him was already covered by drops of yellow liquid, making it impossible to see what was happening in front of him.

"Damn it, what are these things?"

The plane they were piloting was also an old model, but there was no automatic cleaning device. Usually, they had to manually clean the plane.

Now that he was being treated like this, what was the point of driving an egg?

"Don't worry about that for now. Let's shoot according to the original position."

His anger only lasted for two seconds before he made his decision. "Fire at full power, fire at full power!"

"Da Da Da …"

The sound of bullets being fired rang out, and the eight fighter jets pressed down on the launch button according to where they had been aiming.

"Leigh Ann, are you feeling better?"

Lin Fann, who had circled around to the back, laughed, "You should be comfortable now, right?"

"It's a lot more comfortable. Mr. Asura, the medicine you gave me is very effective. I feel that my whole body is full of energy."

Nodding her head, Leigh Ann lamented, "It was too hard on me just now. I felt like my body was falling apart. If I keep up, I won't be able to puke."

"It's harvesting time. All you have to do is throw a grenade at the enemy aircraft, but you have to be fast."

Pointing to the grenade, Lin Fann said, "The principle is the same as shooting. If the wind is strong, just shake it."

"Mr. Asura, don't worry, I'm in a very good mental state right now."

Looking at the pile of grenades in front of her, Leigh Ann took one of them and pulled the buckle. "Let's begin."

With a swooshing sound, the fighter accelerated toward the eight aircraft that had just made a ceasefire. He grabbed the opportunity and shot out hand grenades one after another, all of them landing on the windows of the plane without any deviation.

With the vomit covering his body, the grenade was easily covered up. The next moment, the eight planes exploded with smoke and screams.

With a constant whine, the uncontrolled fighter veered off course and crashed into the next fighter. The plane, which had been in perfect condition a moment ago, exploded and crashed into the ground.

"Mr. Asura, we won?"

Watching fighter jets plummet to the ground, Leigh Ann was momentarily stunned. "This is unbelievable, amazing!"

"It's all thanks to you. If you hadn't vomited so much, we probably would have been turned into a hornet's nest by now."

Lin Fann laughed and said, "Luckily you ate a lot today. Otherwise, how could you cover the windows of the eight aircraft cabin?"

Leigh Ann: "…"2

The only thing Leigh Ann could do towards Lin Fann's teasing was blush and be speechless. When she thought of the painful taste just now, she felt that she would feel a shadow in her heart in the future.

"There are only ten kilometers left to the Gui City. Later, when I fly at a low altitude, you go down first. I need to put out some smoke bombs."

Driving the fighter jet forward, Lin Fann instructed, "We can't let Crystal King down, we have to be kind."

Smoke bomb? What smoke bomb?

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