"Squad leader, tell my brother-in-law that I am a glorious Ming royal pilot!" Kim held up the walkie-talkie.

"009, what are you doing? We are not kamikaze, I ask you to skydive immediately! ”

There was a noisy electric microphone coming from the airborne radio, and the tone of the usually calm detachment leader was unusually anxious.

Jin Shinan did not answer him, but continued: "Please say sorry to my wife again, and tell her that if the child in her belly is a boy, call him Ah 9!" ”

With that, the crumbling 009 began to dive again, targeting another enemy factory.

This is the next target of the Kim Toki men's detachment, and it is initially judged that it should be the place where the British Royal Navy imitates kamikaze aircraft.

"Damn thief, accept the wrath of the Empire!"

Jin Shinan drove the 009 machine to accelerate again.

Of course, at the same time, he was ready to skydive.

He'd done this kind of thing once.

It's just that the speed of the Thunder and the kamikaze is not the same, and there is no precedent for the entire Royal Navy to parachute out of the Thunder plane that is accelerating and diving.

Boom –

There was another huge explosion, and a large number of 009 planes that had not yet been dropped with bombs crashed into the factory building with a deafening sound.

At the same time, flames and smoke rose into the sky, like a red lotus hell......

……

Ali hinoki huddled under solid reinforced concrete fortifications.

It was a hiding place he had been observing.

Smuggled from the Ming Dynasty, but the quality of the reinforced concrete, which was labelled "MadeinUK" by the supplier, was reliable.

Even if the bomb fell 15 meters from the rear, Ali Hino, who was hiding in the bunker, was still only disgraced and uninjured.

"That group of greedy suppliers, as well as the procurement officials of the military department, even if they are one ten-thousandth of them clean, such high-quality cement cannot only be used here on the VIP viewing platform."

Ah Lihui originally thought that as a British minister, he was already the ceiling of corrupt officials and corrupt officials in the Qing Empire.

But after becoming the finance minister of the empire by mistake, Ali Hui found that the vision of technocrats like himself was still too low, and he knew too little about the play of aristocratic politicians.

Shaking his head, no longer thinking about the insatiable guys, Ali Hino stared at the front and took a punch stance.

Just about five minutes earlier, Ali had just punched a young earl who had asked him to move his position, striking him in the left eye.

Doing this kind of thing, Ali Hui is already familiar with the road.

The young and strong Earl was no match for an old charlatan like him.

Fighting in low bunkers, three punches and two kicks were knocked away.

However, Ali Hui knows very well that the real troublesome guy is still to come.

Daming planes roared in the sky.

The nobles who had thrown their hats and opened champagne a second ago and cheered for the new warships of the Empire had long since turned into rats running around.

However, it seems that the soldiers of the Great Tomorrow did not waste precious bombs to bomb them deliberately.

Perhaps in the cognition of the heavenly soldiers, the machinery and equipment in the arsenal, as well as the engineers and skilled workers in the workshop, are much more threatening to the Ming than these nobles.

At this time, Ali Hui noticed that the old Prime Minister Churchill, who was seriously overweight and had to rely on crutches for activities, finally rolled down the viewing platform with difficulty and crawling with the support of the attendants.

"Damn, he's going to come and grab my territory, he's been eye-to-eye with me before!"

Ah Li Hui was very depressed.

If it's an ordinary little nobleman, it's fine.

Churchill Sr. was not only one of the top 10 dukes in the British Empire, but also Her Majesty's most trusted prime minister.

Unless the Great Tomorrow's soldiers enter London tomorrow, I must not offend him.

Ali Hui was a little entangled, if the adults really ran over to ask for his own territory first, he should punch him a few times.

After all, this thing is too fat, and if he comes in, he will definitely be squeezed out.

Just when Ali Hui was unable to make up his mind, he was pleasantly surprised to find that old Churchill just glanced at him, then frowned, covered his nose and limped away.

It's not clear why this guy is covering his nose, but it's good that he didn't do anything to himself!

Ali Hui's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ah Lihui was stunned and subconsciously wanted to punch.

But the man moved faster, and with a left jab, he hit Ali Hui's eye steadily.

Hunting geese all day long, I was finally pecked blind by geese!

Ali Hui didn't expect that in Beijing, Istanbul, and Kolkata, he would be one punch short.

This punch made Ali Hui's eyes full of stars, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest for a while.

"Shut up! Be honest! ”

Ah Lihui was stunned, it was actually the familiar Daming Yayan!

It's just that the pronunciation is a bit weird.

With difficulty, he opened his swollen eyes, and through the slit he saw the face of an emaciated Asian, with an inch head, covered in soot and scars, which was not easy to mess with.

On closer inspection, the Asian man seemed to have taken off his coat, leaving only a white vest on his upper body, which was not exaggerated, but very strong muscles.

This is the Great Tomorrow Soldier!

Ali Hui recognized the identity of the person who came immediately.

At this time, Jin Shinan, who finally escaped alive, grabbed the throat of the white fat man with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other, as if he was about to punch again.

"Don't fight, it's your own people!"

Ah Lihui hurriedly shouted, "I am an undercover agent installed by His Majesty Zhu Fugui, and I am a member of the Ming Dynasty!" ”

"What? Are you undercover? ”

Jin Shinan's first reaction was not surprise, but suspicion, after all, this dead fat man trembled and really didn't look like some professionally trained Jinyiwei agent.

But his wise words are really good......

At least...... Much better than myself......

Jin Shinan was a little ashamed.

When Ah Lihui spoke, one Chinese character jumped out one by one, not only the words were correct and round, but even in order to show that he was indeed an undercover agent of the Great Ming Dynasty, Ali Guo also specially used the most authentic Beiping accent that he learned when he was the minister of the Great Qing Dynasty.

At this moment, it embarrassed Jin Shinan, who wanted to become a Ming man.

His own Daming Yayan is actually not as good as a white-skinned fat man!

Ah Lihui obviously also noticed this, and asked strangely, "This warrior, are you really a great soldier?" Why did you stammer? Where are you from? ”

"You don't care where I'm from!"

The angry Jin Shinan punched Ali Hui in the other eye again, gritted his teeth and said, "I am from Guangxi, and we Guangxi people say this is the Smecta of Daming Yayan!" ”