Mitarashi Goro's heart was shaking and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
His hands and feet were numb and he had difficulty breathing.
He secretly thought: He will die if he goes back, and he will die in humiliation, which will bring great shame to his family.
You must not go back.
Even if you die in battle, you must bomb as planned.
Yue Feng observed that the speed of the Japanese fighter planes dropped significantly, and knowing that the "intimidation plan" was successful, he could proceed with the second step of the plan.
He threw another flare gun to Hu Daming: "Fire three flares."
Hu Daming said excitedly: "Yes" He faced the sky and pulled the trigger three times in a row.
Three orange flares soared into the sky.
He Xiaowu opened his eyes wide, thinking that there was still a hydrogen balloon rising in front of him.
However, there is nothing in the sky ahead.
He couldn't help but ask: "Strange, where is the Ghost King Balloon?"
Hu Daming looked left and right, and suddenly felt something strange behind him.
When he looked back, he was shocked to the point of petrification: "Oh my God, my God."
He Xiaowu hurriedly looked back and was instantly confused.
Countless hydrogen balloons rose in the sky behind him.
They are all small balloons, each about twenty centimeters in diameter.
But there are so many of them that they fill the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
From a distance, it looks like thousands of bats.
Hu Daming shouted: "Oh my God, there are so many, how come there are so many?"
He Xiaowu suddenly understood: "People from the technical company, the assault company, the reconnaissance company, and the special force company are all helping."
Hu Daming said: "But even though there are many hydrogen balloons, can we bring down the plane?"
Yue Feng said calmly: "Even if the plane hits a hydrogen balloon, it will be safe.
However, if the hydrogen balloon is tied with iron wire, and the engine sucks the iron wire in, it will look good.
The iron wire will completely destroy the engine, and the engine will smoke and stop rotating. ” He Xiaowu shouted: "Then the fighter plane will fall and explode."
Hu Daming was extremely shocked: "Oh my God, a piece of iron wire can destroy a fighter plane."
Yue Feng smiled faintly: "Don't underestimate a piece of iron wire.
As long as it is used well and matched with time and distance, a piece of iron wire will turn into a powerful technological force."
A small iron wire is also technology, and it is powerful.
How big can it be?
He Xiaowu and Hu Daming didn't believe it and stared at the sky.
They thought: If a small balloon can shoot down a fighter plane, it will be the weirdest and most terrifying thing in the world.
It is impossible, and it will never be possible.
Let's say that Mitarashi Goro rushed towards the road with hundreds of fighter planes and a chill in his heart.
Suddenly, they noticed numerous small balloons rising in front of them.
Not good There is indeed a conspiracy They subconsciously wanted to turn, but unfortunately, no matter how slow the plane was, it was still very fast.
What's more, airplanes are not cars.
They can only go in circles and cannot turn.
However, they soon felt relieved and relaxed.
It’s just a small balloon.
I’m a fighter plane, but I’m still afraid of you.
Rushing forward will scatter them.
Haha, "Headshot Ghost King", this is your trick, use small balloons to deal with us Suspicious tactics, trying to scare us away We are the Empire's air warriors, we cannot be scared away.
"Headshot Ghost King", Guizhou Donkey is at his wits end Mitarai Goro and the three fighter planes in front were fast and roared past the small balloon without being affected.
The ninety-seven fighter planes behind them crashed into the small balloon array.
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The first person to bear the brunt was the vice-captain Katsura Tsugumi.
He was immediately reassured when he saw Gorō Mitarai successfully flying out of the small balloon array without any damage.
He laughed wildly and said: "Therefore, the formation of suspicion is useless.
The headshot ghost king is exhausted."
Suddenly, he heard a strange noise, which seemed to come from the engine, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Baga, what happened?"
Unbeknownst to him, the engine rotated violently, creating a strong attraction that sucked a hydrogen balloon into it.
It's really lively now.
The wire was entangled in the engine, rotating at high speed, rubbing violently, and quickly became entangled with the engine.
The engine made an extremely harsh sound, rattled, produced sparks, and burned.
Guishu just realized that something was wrong.
When he looked back, he was surprised to see that the engine was burning.
wrong If you weren't hit, how could you catch fire?
Could it be that something went wrong?
At this time, a terrifying scream came from the headphones.
"Baga, no, there's something wrong with the engine."
"My engine is making a squealing sound" "Mine was worse, the engine caught fire" "No way, I wasn't shot at all."
At this time, a bomber was unable to hold on and fell down.
This bomber was the most unlucky.
It actually sucked in three hydrogen balloons, and three iron wires were entangled in the engine, which was extremely destructive.
The bomber pilot shouted in fear: "Can't control, can't control, help, help" Guishu yelled at the sight: "Skydive, skydive" Before he finished speaking, the bomber's engine exploded, and the entire bomber immediately disintegrated in the air and turned into parts.
The four pilots had no time to put on their parachutes and fell from the sky in despair.
The osmanthus tree just saw it and shouted: "Baga, Baga" His fighter plane trembled, and the engine was about to fail.
At this time, three more fighter planes fell to his left and right sides, bringing out a cloud of black smoke.
Two pilots parachuted out, but one could not jump out and died together with the fighter plane.
The desperate howls of other pilots could be heard.
“It’s no longer possible, I can’t support it anymore.”
"The engine is about to explode" "Dark magic, magic, ghost magic" "He warned us about the anger of the Ghost King, but we didn't take it seriously."
"Ghost King, spare your life, spare your life, let's go back and never dare to come again."
"Coward, just die, it's a big deal"
With an explosion, the pilot's fighter plane exploded in the air and turned into nothing.
Guishu just shed tears.
The pilot was his hometown friend.
They lived together through life and death, rescuing each other.
They were not brothers, but as close as brothers.
They once bombed the Chinese army and bombed cities indiscriminately.
They were so happy, so unscrupulous and arrogant.
Well now, retribution has come.
He saw that the fighter planes on both sides were falling like dumplings.
The pilot parachuted in panic, and parachute flowers bloomed in the sky.
They were probably flowers of death, because below was the territory of the "Headshot Ghost King".
The engine is on fire, getting hotter and hotter Guishu thought fiercely when he saw it: "I want to live, I must live.
As long as I live, I can take revenge and take revenge."
He quickly opened the hatch, checked his parachute, and jumped out.
He opened the parachute, jerked his body, and successfully parachuted.
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Descending, descending rapidly, the wind whistled in my ears, and two more fighter planes fell down with black smoke.
Almost hit him and scared him half to death At this time, a hydrogen balloon flew in front of me.
Could the destruction of the engine be related to the little balloon?
With quick hands and quick eyes, he grabbed it.
At first glance, there was a wire tied under the small balloon.
He suddenly realized and shouted crazily: "Baga, Baga, it's it, it's it, it was sucked into the engine, causing the engine to catch fire and explode."
After roaring for a while, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "Ba Ge Teeth, it's unjust, it's unjust.
A fighter plane, a bomber, how expensive it is, can be taken care of by a small piece of wire."
A piece of iron wire, a fighter plane Totally out of proportion You said being hit by a cannonball or a bullet is acceptable, but being killed by a small wire, who can accept it?
Even God cannot accept it.
Baga, there is no magic or magic at all, just wire, wire, wire The osmanthus tree was crying loudly at first sight, feeling extremely painful, aggrieved and unwilling: