After Lynn's shot, there were three more people around her.

It's Thorn and Ninety-Nine, and Tom.

The three warriors stood on the roof of the plane and glanced at each other.

"I said, let's have a contest and see who kills more enemies in this battle, how about it?"

Thorn spoke first, she knew Tom, when she was still an alloy humanoid, many comrades who were also humanoid died in Tom's hands, at that time, the quality of the mechanical body of the alloy humanoid was far from being comparable to the top-level battle queen.

Basically, the Alloy Humanoid at that time had to take a detour when he saw Tom, or he would die.

Even Thorn himself tried once, almost died at Tom's hands, and narrowly escaped in the end.

So, at this time, Thorn is not happy to look at Tom.

Of course, because Thorn had died once, and now that she was a new identity, she didn't cling to her previous hatred, in the end, at that time, it was just her own master.

But even if they are on the same front now, it doesn't prevent her from finding Tom to get angry, like a competition, laughing at something, which doesn't hurt the overall situation.

In the past, Tom relied on the advantage of the body of the war queen, but now, thorns, she also has the body of the war queen, how can she not take advantage of this to crush Tom?

Tom took a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the thorns, she could feel that this war queen named Nineteen looked at her very unpleasantly, although she didn't know why, after all, the two met for the first time, and this war queen named Nineteen had just become a war queen for a long time, and there could be no intersection between each other, but the faint hostility was real.

Can't figure it out.

Tom couldn't figure out where this hostility came from, but Tom had been in the army for a long time and was a specialist in all kinds of disobedience, so she didn't delve into it, and said directly: "Okay, whoever loses learns three cat meows." ”

Thorn obviously didn't expect Tom to make such a bet, three cat meows are obviously not something that requires a big price, and some ordinary girls even learn to play on their own weekdays, but for a real warrior, learning three cat meows is simply a shame!

But isn't that a good bet?

Thorn looked at Tom with malice, if this once famous top warrior girl barked like a kitten in front of people, then she really had no face, and she could also let out a good breath!

So, Thorn readily agreed: "Okay, it's decided like this, based on the results." A fourth-order monster tops twenty third-order monsters, and a third-order monster tops a hundred second-order monsters, and the second-order and first-order values are the same. ”

This division is the classification of the results of the competition between the thorns and other alloy humanoids in the previous alloy humanoid period, of course, at that time, the fourth-order monsters were like an unattainable peak for them, they were difficult to fight the enemy, they were just marked according to the degree of difficulty, and there were almost no people who could really get such results.

But today, hunting a fourth-order monster is no longer a difficult task, but an inevitable prey.

Thorns are confident that they can take such a top prey.

Tom whistled and said, "That's fair, that's all." ”

Tom didn't feel that he could fail, after all, she had an artifact, and Nineteen, the newborn battle queen, would never have it on her.

"That...."When the two were fighting, they lay on the ground and shot, and Lin, who had already shot the three-headed flying monster, hesitated and said: "Your game, can I not participate?"

It's too shameful to learn what the cat is called, Lin doesn't want to participate in this, although she is already ahead of the three second-order results, but this game is obviously determined by the results of the entire battle, and it is useless to lead so much, Lin is self-aware of her own strength.

At this time, Jiujiu sat on the ground and patted Lin's shoulder hard, laughing and said: "What are you afraid of, let's play together, this kind of game is interesting, Jiujiu believes that the victory in this game must be Jiujiu~!"

"........" Lin was slapped on the shoulder by Jiujiu, she pursed her mouth, but she didn't dare to say any more, she was just a support battle queen, good at sniping, but her temperament was a little bit cowardly, Maude was by her side and her courage would be puffed up, but now, Maude was in the cabin below, and there were these three war queens by her side, especially Jiujiu was full of energy, and her little hands were clapped vigorously, which made Lin lose the confidence to resist for a while.

Thorn saw that Lin's words were slapped back by Jiujiu, so she smiled, there was a little bloodlust in her smile, a little bit of madness, she stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked her lips, and said, "It's fun to play together, come on, let's start, let's kill those disgusting monsters." ”

After speaking, Thorn directly raised the sniper rifle, half-knelt down, put his left hand on his knee, grasped the sniper rifle steadily, and only spent half a second aiming before decisively pulling the trigger, and with a loud bang, a flying monster more than 1,700 meters away fell in response.

Although she now prefers to use a whip to tear the enemy's blood out, the old profession of using a gun is still seared in her soul and has never been forgotten.

Tom sneered when he saw this, as the number one thug of the Battle Princess, she had already fed her marksmanship with countless bullets, so she easily set up her sniper rifle and aimed at the flying monster in the distance.

In the next moment, one of the monsters in the distant airspace died in response.

"Ninety-nine is going to play too!"

Jiujiu watched the three companions enter the state, naturally not to be outdone, she picked up the purple quality sniper rifle that she had just arrived, and also aimed at the monster more than 1,600 meters away, and then judged in her heart and pulled the trigger.

Bang~

After the gunshot, the monster was still flying there and pounced on a fighter.

This made Jiujiuyi stunned.

Then she pursed her lips and continued to pull the trigger, but after a single gunshot, the monster was still the same....

Shout~

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of breaking the air from the cabin below, and a bright red trajectory pierced the distant sky, piercing the monster's head.

This is the target of someone who robbed Jiujiu.

Jiujiu glared down dissatisfied, only to see that it was a sleepy-eyed silver-haired little girl yawning and pulling the trigger.

"Concentrate a little bit..... If you can't save people, the boss will curse. ”

Amy's voice came directly to Jiujiu's mind.

At the same time, everyone felt Amy's spiritual silk link, and from this moment on, everyone's communication did not need to be spoken, only a little thought, and it could be quickly communicated.

Then, Zhang Yide's voice came: "Hurry up and do it, save people." ”

"Yes Yes ......"

Amy's weak spirit answered first.

Speaking of which, Amy seems to be still so lazy lately, but every time Zhang Yide gives an order, this lazy guy is always the first to execute....

Jiujiu thought in her heart, and then concentrated on shooting while thinking about it, but her marksmanship was too bad, and the result was indeed a little unsightly.

However, the other four battle concubines, but as soon as the guns rang out, they would definitely be rewarded, and even Maude, who was wearing power armor, also shot at the side hatch to participate in the battle, and the results of this man as a commander were even better than Jiujiu......

.........

Edward was an ace pilot who shot down seven enemy planes during secret missions that were not announced to the public during the so-called peacetime years.

Because of this achievement, when the end of the world had just come, he was urgently dispatched and took his family to the newly built air base in New York.

After the formation of this new military base, at the beginning, as an ace pilot, he could often receive missions, carry out sorties, and attack some ground targets, but later, with the emergence of flying monsters and the continuous sacrifice of his comrades, his flight missions became fewer and fewer, and until recently there were almost none.

Those flying monsters are so cunning and agile that the fighter planes they fly are like heavy iron lumps, and they are often pounced on by the monsters that kill inexhaustibly.

This kind of life for life is naturally a great loss for them.

Because of the increasing losses of the Air Force, coupled with the rise of the Army's Alloy Humanoid Warriors, the Air Force became less and less reused, and gradually, Edward felt that he should not be unemployed, and could only stay in the base every day, conducting endless physical training.

New York's defense line has been narrowed again and again, and for a fighter with a combat radius of thousands of kilometers, there is hardly even a place to walk, and if you fly a little farther, you may be pounced on by a monster with a suicide impact like a missile.

Is there still a role for the Air Force, which can't fly out like this?

Sometimes, Edward couldn't help but wonder if he had to retire.

After all, those alloy humanoids are almost omnipotent on the ground, and flying monsters can't land on the ground at all, threatening the people on the ground.

If you lose air supremacy, you will lose it, for those above the military, it doesn't matter, as long as the survival place on the ground can be preserved, such an idea gradually spread among the soldiers, and even Edward himself thought so.

In addition, the name of the Angel Legion that first emerged in Europe has gradually spread here, and the people above the military have already intended to introduce angels who can fly freely in the sky and fight, so that the ordinary air force seems to have no need to exist.

It seems that Edward is left with only two options: retirement, or transfer to the transport department.

However, Edward was not reconciled, he was really not reconciled.

He has a lot of comrades who have died at the hands of monsters, and he still wants revenge, and he wants to kill more, those damn monsters!

He was not willing to lose the opportunity to kill those monsters from now on!

He can still pull the joystick, he can fight! He wants to fight!

He wants to avenge his colleagues!!

Today, this opportunity for revenge has come!

He didn't expect it.

Those brainless flying monsters actually know how to lift stones and attack remotely by throwing objects!

Huge stones fell from the sky, smashing countless houses and killing countless people!

From that moment on, he knew that their air force had to be dispatched!

No matter how those flying monsters suddenly became smarter, their air force must be dispatched!

Sure enough, soon, all of their pilots were summoned and soared into the blue sky to kill the flying monsters that were lifting boulders.

They're going to kill those monsters! Otherwise, they're going to kill their people, their friends, their relatives!

New York's bomb shelters can't hold everyone, not even half of them.

So, this battle, they must win!

But the truth made Edward gradually fall into despair.

There are too many flying monsters.

Even if all the fighters were loaded with missiles from the warehouse before they set off, in the face of the almost overwhelming tide of monsters, they tried their best to fight, and the situation gradually developed in the direction of collapse irrepressibly.

He had already landed once, re-attached the missiles and then took off and returned to the battlefield, and many of his colleagues followed him, regardless of fatigue and returned to the field to fight, but in exchange, those particularly strong third-order monsters ignored the obstacles and landed at the airport to destroy.

Now he has emptied all the missiles, but there is no place to replenish ammunition.

He flew in the air, listening to the roar of the wingman before he died, watching the dazzling battlefield, one companion after another surrounded by multi-headed flying monsters, and it was only a matter of time before he died.

Even he himself was being targeted by two blackened white-headed eagles, and it seemed that time was running out.

Unless he immediately pulls the joystick, reverses direction, and escapes at maximum speed, he will have a chance of surviving.

But what's the point of surviving alone like that?

He suddenly laughed miserably, laughing and laughing, and his face became hideous.

"Damn monster, come on, don't you want to die with me? Come on, let's fall under hell together!!"

He straightened the lever and charged straight at a blackened eagle, frantically squeezing the trigger of the cannon.

He, Edward, even if he dies, he will drag another monster to the funeral!

Just like countless of his colleagues have done, they are in the Air Force, there is no misbreed!

The giant eagle seemed to know his intentions, flapping its wings to raise the altitude, avoiding the cannon fire, but it pounced unabated, trying to tear his cockpit apart with its claws and pull him out!

At the same time, another giant eagle also pounced on him in a straight line that was quite cooperative!

He knew what was going on, even if he could aim his cannon at one giant eagle and kill that giant eagle, he would not be able to escape the pounce of the other giant eagle.

In other words, he is already certain to die, and at most he can only go to hell with two monsters.

But that's enough!

All he has to do is to kill one of them with a cannon!

He frantically pulled the joystick, threatening to sweep the cannon fire into the eagle.

But the giant eagle was also extremely nimble, and several times narrowly avoided the sweep of the line of fire.

It's close, it's close.

Edward saw that the giant eagle was probably only a few dozen meters away from him.

At the speed of both sides, the distance of tens of meters was only a matter of moments, and he no longer had the opportunity to adjust the muzzle.

Could it be that his death can only be dragged to the burial of another monster?

He thought so at this moment of death.

The giant eagle's body gradually dilated in his pupils.

He was already desperate.

Suddenly, a bright red trail passed horizontally in front of him.

And the center of the bright red trail is the head of the giant eagle.