'Boom! Promise raised his hand to wipe the blood off his eyelids, and reached out to easily pull the sturdy car door down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As far as the eye can see, there are a lot of fine wines in the wine cabinet in the car, and even a lot of exquisite food. If there are a few more glamorous women inside, it is the standard equipment of the rich to move the palace.

I opened the bottle of whiskey and poured it directly into my mouth, and after drinking it in one gulp, I let out a long sigh of relief. He also needed a break after a fierce battle. This is true both physically and mentally. And drinking alcohol is undoubtedly the best way to relieve your emotions.

The surrounding defenders were cleaning up the battlefield, and no one would come over at this time to disturb and promise to rest.

The previous scene that seemed to kill the gods had already deeply shocked the hearts of these defenders. The crazy performance of the promise has long transcended the boundaries of human beings and won the admiration of everyone from the bottom of their hearts!

He opened a bottle of whiskey and promised to pour it on his head as he drank it to wash the blood off his body with alcohol. At the same time, those exquisite foods also fell into the stomach of promise. After the fierce fighting, he is now thirsty and hungry!

As for the original owner of these exquisite things, he was lying on the bottom floor of a huge pile of corpses with his eyes blank.

Those loyal officers and guards used their bodies to block bullets for him in order to protect King Hatohiko of Asakanomiya. Soon a huge pile of corpses formed on his body. Thick blood almost completely soaked the area.

The promise did not know, and neither did the defenders. The commander-in-chief of the attack on the city was already hanging not far from them at this time.

In fact, even if he knew, he had no interest in going through the corpse. The soldiers, who had just finished their bloody fighting, needed cigarettes, wine, and food to fill their stomachs.

As for the results, no one cares.

At this time, the Japanese army had fully invaded the city of Jinling, and a large number of scattered defenders and ordinary residents who did not have time to leave the city fled in all directions. However, there were still a large number of defenders who continued to fight on many positions. The cannon fire in the city continued, and the smoke of gunpowder rose to the sky. Fierce battles and shouts of killing were endless.

With the rout of the 16th Division, the troops scattered in all directions, and the commander-in-chief, Asakanomiya, Hatohiko, suddenly lost contact. There was chaos between the Japanese troops who had entered the city and the Japanese troops who were still waiting outside the city, and no one knew what to do next. Because no new orders came.

Moreover, many Japanese troops also vaguely learned about the promised thing after receiving the scattered soldiers of the 16th Division. Although they wouldn't believe it until they saw it with their own eyes, it also made the Japanese troops suspicious.

In addition to the continuous telegrams to King Hatohiko of Asakanomiya, who was no longer able to be contacted, various units of the Japanese army shrank one after another to prepare for them.

The promised surprise attack successfully hit the Japanese command hub, forcing the Japanese to suspend the offensive on Jinling City. This bought many of the city's ordinary citizens and the retreat of the defeated army an extremely valuable time and opportunity.

Some civilians and troops who would have been bitten by the Japanese army took advantage of the suspension of the Japanese offensive and were able to escape. He promised to kill many Japanese, and he saved many more local lives.

Unable to contact the higher command, the Japanese military units sent telegrams to their former boss, Matsui Ishone, to try to get the latest instructions.

It's just that Matsui Ishone, who is extremely good at being a person and doing things, will not send any telegrams at all when the situation is unknown. Because he is also afraid of suspicion, he can only continue to be sick.

No Japanese army would have thought that King Hatohiko of Asaka Palace would be completely wiped out along with his elite guards. Even the fleeing Japanese did not know whether their commander-in-chief was dead.

Under these circumstances, all Japanese troops contacted the flight units of the Army Aviation and asked them to go to the area where King Hatohiko of the Asakanomiya was located to conduct aerial reconnaissance. At the same time, a large number of troops were also sent to meet them. These Japanese soldiers already had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

"Aircraft !!" With a terrible howl, the defending soldiers, who were rummaging through the loot and collecting various supplies, suddenly began to flee in all directions in a panic.

The Japanese army of this era had extremely strong air superiority, and they had thousands of fighters of all kinds galloping across the battlefield. The defenders, lacking air cover and anti-aircraft fire on the ground, suffered no less in the face of these aircraft. Even a large part of the casualties and demoralization were caused by the indiscriminate bombardment of the Japanese air power.

"Get down!" The promise full of alcohol naturally couldn't let the team that he had managed to pull up with great difficulty collapse, because more than a dozen planes appeared in the sky in the distance. With a loud roar, the panicked defenders fell to the ground.

Xu Yu glanced at the Japanese planes that were speeding towards him, took a rifle on the ground in his hand with a toe pick, and then ran onto the chassis of a tank that was completely upside down and stuck on the ground.

"Old Mo, what is he doing?" Several defender soldiers wearing M35 steel helmets hid next to a tank almost covered in blood and flesh, and looked not far away, naked and carrying rifles in their hands, and the target was conspicuously promised.

"Perhaps, you want to jerk off?" The bearded old Mo lay on the ground and muttered in a somewhat uncertain voice.

"Jerk off?!" Several colleagues next to him all shouted in unison.

"How? Is it relying on the rifle in his hand?! ”

It's no wonder these people are amazed. After all, the speed of airplanes in this era was already very fast, and it was almost impossible to shoot an airplane on the ground with a single-shot bolt-action rifle.

And even if you are lucky, you will have to hit the most important parts to achieve results. Otherwise, at best, you'll just fill a hole in the skin.

"I think it's possible." Lao Mo raised his hand and touched his greasy beard, his eyes flashing with dazzling luster.

Just think about what the man with the red fruit did before, and you can know that it is not impossible to jerk off with a rifle and such a seemingly joke.

The defenders around them came back to their senses, and then they remembered that the man standing alone on the battlefield not far away was not an ordinary person!

Not to mention flying away, it also has invulnerable armor and powerful offensive treasures! Even, the force is infinite to the extent that it is directly still a tank and a cannon barrel is thrown!

Everyone's eyes were full of envy and expectation. Those **** Japanese devils are damned!

At this time, the promise did not care at all about the earnest whispers of the defenders. All his attention was focused on the Japanese planes that were whizzing.

Because the ring refuses to expend energy to promise to bring objects from the modern world to another world, it promises no atomic bomb or stinger in his hand. He can only use weapons found in this world. As for putting on the Iron Man armor and taking out those planes with a shoulder cannon, at least not yet.

The number of super batteries in Xu Promise's hand was small, and he had only been in this world for more than two hours at this time. If all the energy is used up, what will happen to the more important goals in the next few days? Rush to hand-to-hand combat like a Hulk?

"The muzzle velocity of the rifle bullet, the amount of advance of the shot, the speed and course of the aircraft, the effective firing distance and ...... Bah! Holding the rifle, the promise suddenly turned his head and spat out. It occurred to him that he could put on Iron Man's armor and let the White Queen lock on to his target. The energy consumption of starting the scan locking system is nothing.

The dazzling armor covered his body again, and the powerful white queen quickly locked on more than a dozen targets in the sky that were rushing towards him. Such a super-slow goal is really nothing to the white queen.

He promised to directly unscrew the steel ring next to the rifle trigger, and put his thick fingers on the trigger and pointed obliquely at the Japanese fighters in the sky that were getting closer and closer, and had even begun to dive.

'Bang! With the precise guidance of the white queen, it promised to pull the trigger very easily. In an instant, a 6.5 mm Arisaka warhead pierced the cockpit of a Japanese fighter plane that was making a visible dive towards the target at a speed of more than 760 meters per second.

At this time, Japan did not have any technology such as tempered glass bulletproof glass, and the warhead with huge force directly penetrated the glass of the cockpit without any obstruction, and then pierced the driver's neck.

The cramped cockpit was instantly stained red, and the pilot, whose throat had been pierced, coughed up blood and died. The fighter plane, which had lost control, then turned to the side and slammed into the ground, and the violent impact brought up a rush of dust.

"Really?!" The defenders on all sides were all frightened, and the accuracy of the marksmanship was unbelievable.

Promise quickly found his senses, pulled the bolt out of the cartridge case, and then aimed again to continue firing.

After shooting down five planes in a row, the remaining Japanese fighters began to climb higher in a panic to avoid this dangerous area. The promise that felt good in the hand shook his hand, changed the magazine, and once again traced the planes in the sky that had not yet had time to get up.

Before the remaining Japanese fighters flew out of effective range, a full ten Japanese planes were promised to shoot down. All attacks are the same, specifically hitting the driver.

Although the Japanese aircraft at this time did not perform well, the attack engines and fuel tanks were also very effective. But what he promised was to kill those Japanese pilots, and he used the simplest and most direct way! At this moment, he liked the feeling of killing.

"You!" Looking at a few escaped Japanese planes hurriedly fleeing into the distance, promising to throw away the rifle in his hand, he jumped to the bearded old Mo, "Do you know where the Japanese airport is?" ”

"Sir." Looking at the murderous promise that was close at hand, Lao Mo, whose heart was beating wildly, didn't know what to call the promise, so he had to call the commander directly, "There are many airports for the Japanese, and I really don't know the specific location." ”

"Hmm." Promise nodded, then turned to the tank and looked at the defenders who had regrouped around him, "I'll go and kill the Japanese at the airfield!" Go to the city now and rescue your besieged comrades. When I return, I will open a way for you to break out of the encirclement! That's it! ”

"Boom!" Before the defenders could react, the promise had already risen into the sky, following the Japanese planes that had escaped from the road. (To be continued.) )