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The enemy piloted in the Asuka suddenly felt the fuselage shake for a moment, and then something seemed to swim on it behind the buttocks.

The sharp-eyed one immediately cried out,

"Sir! Sir, it's not good!

Someone jumped on top of the plane and was right behind. ”

"What?!"

Everyone in the cab was horrified,

"Quick! Raise the height! Throw him off! ”

The Commander of the Asuka shouted.

"Yes!"

Sun Wenhao was on a raised wing, and he could barely open his eyes due to the air currents blowing from high altitude, and the extremely cold air made his frozen lips purple and his eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost.

The trumpet propeller at the tail is above his head, like a large electric fan that is spinning at great speed, whirring, if he is cut, he will be immediately divided into several pieces of meat, it is estimated that mixed with leeks, celery or something can be directly made dumplings.

At this time, the body suddenly began to shake violently, up and down irregularly, left and right, trying to throw him down.

Sun Wenhao didn't grasp it steadily, and a ball of air just blew in the air, and he was thrown down at once.

"Old Sun!"

"Sun Wenhao!"

"Oh! Shet! ”

The three people below vaguely saw an ant-sized figure falling, and their hearts fell directly to the bottom.

is so high, no matter how awesome his strength is, he must die if he falls.

However, Lady Luck generally favors those who dare to fight.

Sun Wenhao drove with great agility, and when his body slid down the body of the Flying Bird, he suddenly tried to grab upward.

At the last moment, he firmly grasped the landing gear below.

Asuka continues to take to the skies.

Sun Wenhao could barely see the car driven by the three companions below, and the pedestrians below had become the size of ants.

The blue sky and white clouds were beside him, and the temperatureless sun in the sky seemed to be parallel to him.

The snot that came out of his nose was frozen in ice.

Breathing is becoming more and more difficult.

"Invincible!"

"Powerful Endurance!"

Sun Wenhao shouted.

Then he climbed up with his hands and feet, and he saw that the door under the belly of the machine behind him was still open, but there were no minions jumping down for the time being, and now it was slowly closing.

Sun Wenhao hurriedly climbed over, and then curled up and squeezed in through the crack in the door.

There were at least a hundred green-clad creeps waiting to be airborne, as well as two or three orange-clad special creeps with guns.

Seeing a person suddenly squeeze in through the crack in the door, a group of enemies froze for a short time.

Sun Wenhao didn't give them any chance to react, and directly pulled out the tungsten steel war knife behind his back with his right hand, and slashed wildly.

In just one moment, thirty or forty people were killed in a row.

Yellow blood flowed all over the cabin, splashing all over his body, yellow and, a pungent smell.

Like an onion.

The other enemies finally reacted, and they all roared and launched a suicidal savage charge at Sun Wenhao.

But the cabin is too small, they don't accelerate enough, and the sprint is not strong enough at all.

Sun Wenhao held the lid of the small pot in his left hand and blocked it directly.

Then the tungsten steel war knife in the right hand was harvested again.

When an orange-clothed soldier saw it, he secretly pulled out a particle pistol and shot at Sun Wenhao in a row.

But Sun Wenhao's left hand lid blocked all of it.

The weapon warehouse must be a high-quality product, and this small pot lid is simply a fighter in a shield, and the tenacity can be called superb.

Sun Wenhao rushed over directly and took a small pot lid to cover his head and cover his face, and covered the face of the orange-clothed soldier who sneaked up with a gun, directly covering his face, his facial features were all crowded together, his brain tissue was shattered, he fell to the ground and died, and he couldn't die anymore.

And his particle pistol also went to Sun Wenhao's hands.

He threw away the tungsten steel war knife and directly took the gun and killed the other two special soldiers in orange clothes first.

Then he pulled the trigger continuously against the green-clothed soldier who knew that he was committing a suicidal savage charge with no defense.

By the time the magazine in the particle pistol was emptied, there were not many creeps left waiting to be airborne.

Sun Wenhao threw away the empty gun, picked up the tungsten steel war knife and slaughtered the still angry soldiers, and slaughtered all the fish that had slipped through the net before they died.

Then he ran to the front cockpit with a knife and a small pot lid.

The cockpit door is closed, separated from the airborne compartment by an alloy door panel.

Sun Wenhao pushed it twice with his hand, and then grabbed the gap and pulled it twice.

He tapped the door twice more and found that the sound was brittle, as if the door was not too thick.

Sun Wenhao directly took the tungsten steel war knife and yelled.

"Mighty power!"

"Whoa!"

He slashed the alloy door in the middle, and he slashed it a few more times, and a large hole was dug in the door.

The core commanders inside were shocked, and Sun Wenhao looked at almost ten people, a few of whom seemed to be technicians, and a leader.

Two people immediately shot at Sun Wenhao, who broke into the door, with self-defense pistols, and one person actually felt out a big spray, "Bang! He sprayed at Sun Wenhao.

Sun Wenhao pressed the button, and the small pot lid turned into a door panel.

All attacks were blocked.

He threw the tungsten steel knife in his hand at the enemy who was spraying it.

"Ahh

The enemy screamed and was stabbed in the air by a volley of swords, and fell on his back.

Then Sun Wenhao didn't stop, and directly used the door shield as a cauldron cover to shoot at several enemies with self-defense pistols.

All those who had the ability to resist were covered alive by Sun Wenhao with the door panel.

There were only three technicians and one boss left in the cab.

The boss threatened Sun Wenhao and said,

"I don't care who you are sent by the Federation, I tell you,

You can't run away, I've already called for help.

Immediately our attack aircraft will arrive in a few minutes,

Those who know each other quickly surrender.

I may be able to intercede for you, a talent like you is exactly what our marshal needs. ”

Sun Wenhao knew that the marshal he was talking about was actually the former Contra Roland, who had been immortal, injected with alien cells and possessed supernatural powers.

Facing his big stick and carrots, Sun Wenhao only made one move.

took the door panel in his hand and slapped it on his head, and his brain collapsed, and he died instantly.

The faces of the three remaining technicians were as white as a blank sheet of paper.

"Lower the plane! Hurry up! ”

Sun Wenhao held the door panel dripping with yellow-white unknown tissue fluid and threatened the three "little white rabbits" like a big bad wolf.

The three of them obediently manipulated the Asuka to descend.

Sun Wenhao walked over and picked up the tungsten steel war knife, took the knife, and stood behind with his eyes staring at the three people.

The three of them didn't dare to cheat and play tricks, this madman was simply a demon, and he would cover people with a door panel if he didn't agree with him.

They didn't want to be flattened alive by that horrible door panel.