Alack! Alack!

Ten minutes later, the fighter with sufficient ammunition entered the battlefield again.

One by one, the combat strength, the fuselage is tilted, the flight altitude is reduced, and the optimal launch distance is entered.

"General, the command has a message, let us find out the cause as soon as possible and carry out a fixed-point strike!"

Sheng Wenzong grimaced and reported the newly accepted information to Hou Liang.

"These misers, let's just want to save money!"

"If labor and management knew the specific reason, they would still be fighting against this group of bones here!"

Hou Liang shook his head speechlessly, just after a wave, the group of military masters was a little unbearable.

It's really in response to that sentence, you have no money to fight a fart fight!

Two hundred years of peace have made most soldiers a little whimsical about war.

"Let's fire!"

Hou Liang tossed the document aside and gave the order to attack.

If you don't have money, you're talking about getting things done first.

……

"What's that?"

"Smoke clouds?"

"Why are you still flying around?"

"Did someone put smoke bombs on the ground?"

Just as the fighter was about to arrive at the position and prepare to open fire again, a cloud of gray and black smoke flew out of the blood mist and met the fighter in the air.

Li Donghua was the pilot of one of the fighters, and his flight time was more than 300 hours, and he was one of the most veteran in the entire air force.

After graduating from flight school and serving in the Air Force, he has carried out dozens of combat missions in seven years, but this one is definitely the most unique.

Go fry a bunch of bone racks!

"Or should it be called skeletons!"

"Damn! Are you sure you're not making a movie? ”

"Where did you get the necromancy?"

"I'm crazy! Or is the world crazy! ”

Li Donghua couldn't help but complain frantically in his heart, the situation was too unbelievable, and it completely broke his three views.

However, there are many doubts in his heart, Li Donghua still has to carry out the task.

Soldiers regard obedience to orders as their duty, and no matter how many questions they have, they can only wait until the end of the war.

For fighting skeletons, Li Donghua didn't have much psychological pressure.

Even if these skeletons are really summoned by the so-called necromancers, in the face of modern firearms, they are just scum.

After the first wave of easily solving a large number of skeletons, Li Donghua's idea was a little more firm.

"Labor and management drive a fighter jet, at least equal to the dragon knight's combat power, how can a group of skeletons be enough to stuff the teeth!"

In the process of lowering the flight altitude, Li Donghua couldn't help but think proudly.

When he is resting on weekdays, he has also watched a lot of the Internet, and he still knows a lot about some magical settings.

The skeleton is the most rubbish class, while the Dragon Knight is the top class and has the advantage of crushing.

Whining!

At this moment, clouds of gray-black fog flew into the blood mist, facing the fighter group of Li Donghua and others.

"What is this? It can't be a ghost, right? ”

Li Donghua couldn't help muttering a little in his heart, he wanted to inform other comrades-in-arms, but the communication suddenly made a strange sound.

"What's going on? Could it be that these fog masses are the thing? ”

"They ran out of the blood mist, maybe with some blood mist abilities!"

In the early stage, there was a plane entering the blood mist, and then the control failed, Li Donghua will naturally think in this regard.

He hurriedly pulled up the altitude and tried to avoid the fog.

Although they could not communicate due to communication failures, the reactions of several fighters were almost unanimous, and they were all pulling up in altitude.

Pilots who were able to enter the Air Force and come here to carry out missions, apparently, were not stupid, or brain-dead.

No one, without knowing what the fog was, rushed up, especially in this strange battlefield.

"Wooh...... Woo ...... Control...... Spirit ......"

Li Donghua, who was trying to adjust the flight altitude, heard a continuous murmur in the communicator.

Li Donghua hasn't figured out what the voice in the communicator is all about.

The fighter that flew at the front, and was also the closest to the fog, suddenly sank in the nose and fell straight down.

A fog ball also turned into smoke on the way to the fighter's sinking, and it burrowed into the cockpit along the gap.

"There's something wrong with these fog clouds!"

Seeing the sudden situation of the head machine, thinking of the sound in the communicator, Li Donghua couldn't help but feel a thrill.

Cracking sound!

Li Donghua quickly toggled various buttons, adjusted the controller parameters, and wanted to speed up the pull up and turn the direction.

Obviously, Li Donghua was not the only pilot who discovered the abnormality, and the other fighters also showed varying degrees of thrust increase and the plane pulled up faster.

Drip, drip! Didi!

Sting! Sting!

Li Donghua reacted quickly, and the abnormality appeared also quickly, he didn't have time to pull up, and the piercing alarm had already sounded.

"Be careful...... Thorn ...... I...... Malfunction...... Thorn ......"

"Help...... No...... Thorn ......"

One fighter jet after another suddenly turned off and planted head after head, and nearly 100 planes were like dumplings.

As the plane fell, clouds of gray fog, as if they had seen delicious prey, quickly pounced.

"Ah...... Thorn ...... Yes! ”

In Li Donghua's communicator, from time to time, he could hear a scream mixed with noise, as if the pilot inside had encountered a huge horror.

"Damn! Damn it! Fly! Fly! ”

Li Donghua was covered in a cold sweat, and his hands were desperately hammering the controller in front of him.

In the current situation, normal maintenance is obviously not time, and there is no point.

This kind of violent maintenance is Li Donghua's helpless move, and it is also the method he thought of in a hurry.

When he was a child, he used his feet to repair TV sets and washing machines.

At the same time as bangbanging the aircraft control instrument, Li Donghua was also constantly firing and wanted to restart the plane.

It can only be said that Li Donghua's luck is really good, and under this kind of violent repair, he really let him start the plane a few times.

In this situation, Li Donghua became the last person and the one with the highest height.

The other fighters were all dive headlong after being bobbed into the fog.

I don't know if it's because of the fog, the direction in which all the fighters fell was the defensive positions of the troops below.

……

"What's going on with the plane in the sky?"

"Damn! It's a crash! Crash! ”

"Lie down! Riders, lie down for me! ”

An army of more than 100,000 people was shocked and confused by the plane that suddenly fell from the sky.

Hou Liang, who was observing the battle situation in the command vehicle, also noticed the situation in the air for the first time.

"Hemp eggs! What are these Air Forcemen doing? Does it need to be reduced to this extent? ”

"It's not the right way to land!"

"Moham! Fuck!! ”

Hou Liang noticed the strangeness of the fighter group, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Anti-air bombs! Fire! up! Hurry! Hou Liang yelled at the herald beside him.

"General, this ....... this ......"

Compared with Hou Liang's quick decision, Sheng Wenzong was a little confused and hesitated.

That's too much responsibility!

If you fire at your own fighters, after the war is over, they will definitely go to court-martial!

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