In Taolin City, Duan Jinghe, who was excited, and Feng Zhi'an, who was sluggish, formed a stark contrast.

Seeing two planes explode and one crash, the corners of Duan Jinghe's mouth almost reached the root of his ears.

"What's going on? Master Feng? Eye-opening, right? Haven't seen it, have you? Exciting, right? Surprise, right? Accidental, right? Big mouth slap in the face, right? ”

Duan Jinghe's series of ridiculous questions made Feng Zhi'an a little embarrassed, but he couldn't get angry.

He is also a division commander anyway, and although Duan Jinghe's strength is close to a regiment, he is a company commander in name after all, and the level gap between the two is too big, Feng Zhi'an can't afford to lose that person;

What's more, the situation in the sky in the distance really made him angry and even more shameless to argue.

Although it is still not possible to confirm that the person who piloted the plane is Liu Cheng, whether it is from the direction from which the plane flew or what he did after it appeared, it is all supporting Duan Jinghe's judgment.

Three planes were lost in succession, and the Japanese pilots in the remaining seven planes were immediately furious.

They tried to attack the plane overhead, but they didn't have a shooting angle at all.

These planes that Lao Zhang spent a lot of money to get were actually not advanced planes in the eyes of those military powers, and even the machine guns they carried were added later, and the shooting accuracy was extremely low.

On top of that, the plane was always flying above their heads, and it couldn't hit at all.

And in the cockpit of that plane, it was Liu Cheng who sat it.

The wing of the plane was damaged when Zang Hao shot down the plane and exploded, so the Japanese pilot piloting the plane was forced to land for maintenance.

But he never thought that he flew so far away, and he was still targeted and chased by others.

When the bayonet in Liu Cheng's hand slit his throat, the shock in his eyes completely surpassed despair; It was also at that moment that the Japanese pilot seemed to realize something, but unfortunately he could never say it.

Liu Cheng did not kill him on the spot, but "kindly" dissected his abdominal cavity before leaving.

The standard anatomical technique, a "Y" incision, runs from the collarbone on both sides to the chest and then all the way to the pubic bone.

It's just that the bayonet was so far from being sharp as the scalpel that it "accidentally" cut the lobes of the lungs, so much so that the Japanese pilot choked blood from his mouth and nose while waiting for death.

When people face death, they not only feel fear, but also have a strong desire to survive.

That was the case with the Japanese pilot.

He struggled against a rock, barely able to move his hands trying to shove the gut back into his abdomen.

However, the wound left by Liu Cheng was for autopsy, not for their Japanese seppuku.

The Y-shaped incision made the entire abdominal cavity open, and the speed at which he could not keep up with the speed at which it flowed out.

In despair and struggle, the Japanese pilot died reluctantly and threw himself into the arms of their Amaterasu.

After shooting down three planes, there was only one machine gun left on the plane piloted by Liu Cheng.

He pushed the lever and began to dive, then pulled up again; The planes made a 360-degree spin in the air and circled behind the seven planes.

"Da Da Da ......"

Machine guns rang out, and the fuselage of one of the planes suddenly resounded with a clanging metallic sound.

In fact, Liu Cheng's skills in piloting the plane are not very superb, and the level that he can fly at is completely dependent on a desperate momentum.

The plane that felt the bullet hurriedly dodged, but Liu Cheng kept chasing after him.

Even when facing a plane trying to hit him, he didn't even dodge it.

But just as Liu Cheng was about to parachute, the plane on the opposite side actually dodged away.

Liu Changchang, who was in the cockpit, breathed a sigh of relief and grinned and scolded:

"Damn, scared Lao Tzu, I thought the little devil had a kamikaze so early!"

Seven planes circled around Liu Cheng for more than half an hour, but they failed to shoot him down, and seeing that the fuel was insufficient, they had to immediately withdraw from the entanglement and fly in the direction of the grassland.

Seeing the enemy fleeing, Liu Cheng glanced down at the ground and whispered to himself:

"Gao Yuan, it's up to you!"

Five minutes later, the plane piloted by Liu Cheng successfully landed in an open field outside the city of Taolin.

As soon as he jumped off the plane, Feng Zhi'an and Duan Jinghe quickly greeted him from a distance.

When he was about to approach, Duan Jinghe pushed away Feng Zhi'an, who was walking in front of him, jumped in front of Liu Cheng in two steps, and patted him on the shoulder with an excited face:

"You kid! What a fucking long face! I admire you more and more! ”

Before Liu Cheng could speak, Feng Zhi'an came up with his arm that was hurt by Duan Jinghe, and said to Liu Cheng with a smile:

"Battalion Commander Liu, do all your company commanders talk to you like that?"

Liu Cheng smiled faintly:

"We don't have so many rules, and Company Commander Duan is a few years older than me, which is normal."

When Liu Cheng said this, he just reminded Feng Zhi'an, he stepped forward, stared at Liu Cheng's eyes and asked:

"Battalion Commander Liu, there is a question below, and I ask Battalion Commander Liu to tell me the truth."

Liu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded solemnly.

"You...... Eighteen this year? Feng Zhi'an's tone was still full of disbelief.

Liu Cheng didn't even react for a while.

Eighteen, theoretically yes, but the soul in his body was already one hundred and four years old.

The constant fighting in the past few years has almost made Liu Cheng forget about his age, and now when Feng Zhi'an asked him, he remembered that his age in this life was indeed eighteen.

"Yes, it was my birthday a while ago." Liu Cheng's tone was very calm, with a hint of embarrassment.

What he thought to himself was: "Damn, isn't this just a standard old cucumber with green paint --- pretending to be tender?" ”

Feng Zhi'an's Adam's apple moved and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Eighteen years old, this made Feng Zhi'an really unacceptable in his heart.

He had heard Tian Haoyuan say something about Liu Cheng before, not to mention anything else, just flying the plane, it was not enough to study and test fly for a year or two;

And Liu Cheng is just eighteen years old this year, and he has been in the guerrillas for less than three years, where did he learn to fly an airplane?

Feng Zhi'an was puzzled, and his heart was full of doubts.

Liu Cheng saw Feng Zhi'an's thoughts, and said with a smile:

"Division Commander Feng should have heard of the Chinese military police, right?"

Feng Zhi'an's expression changed instantly, his eyes stared at Liu Cheng deadly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

With his rank, he naturally heard of the Chinese military police, and it was like thunder.

If Liu Cheng was born in the Chinese military police, then all this would be explained.

Seeing Feng Zhi'an's expression, Liu Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly diverted the topic, asking Feng Zhi'an to find someone to tow the plane into the city first......