The fighter plane, which originally flew in a straight line, was forced to go up 90 degrees. Like a percussion drill, it rotates 360 degrees, and a stream of vomit floats in the wind and falls at a strange angle.

"Well, I knew it would."

Although the shock can be controlled up at high speed, the captain has already considered it. After all, the driving ability of the target is very strong.

Now that things are going his way, it's time to explode: "press your launch button and blow it up for me."

"What's this? It's yellow. It's like vegetable leaves."

"Is it raining? The whole cabin glass is dirty and I can't see what's going on outside."

"If you can't see what's going on outside, it's easy to get off fire. Captain, are we still shooting?"

The shouts from his ears made the ground captain stupefied. On the cabin glass in front of him, he had been covered by drops of yellow liquid. He couldn't see what was happening in front of him.

"What the hell is this?"

The plane they fly is the old model, but there is no automatic cleaning device. It is necessary to clean the aircraft manually.

Now, I'm driving like this.

"Don't worry about that for the time being. Shoot in the same position."

Anger lasted only two seconds, and he immediately made a decision: "full launch, full launch."

Dada

Bursts of gunfire sound, eight fighters in accordance with the position just aimed to press the launch button.

"Leanne, are you feeling better?"

Lin fan, who had already circled to the back, said with a smile, "should it be comfortable now?"

"It's much more comfortable, Mr. Shura. The medicine you gave me worked well. I feel like the whole person is full of energy."

Nodding her head, Lian sighed: "it was so hard just now. I feel that the whole person is scattered, and I can't vomit any more."

"It's harvest time. You just throw grenades at the enemy planes, but it's faster."

"The principle of shooting is the same as shooting. When the wind is strong, throw it away."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shura. I'm in a good state of mind."

Looking at a pile of grenades in front of her, Lian picked up one and pulled out the clasp: "let's go."

Whew, the fighter plane accelerated to the eight planes that had just stopped fire. Also seized the opportunity, one by one grenades flew out, all of which landed on the cabin glass without any deviation.

The dropped grenades are well camouflaged with vomit. The next moment boom, eight planes burst out smoke, and bursts of screams.

With the continuous whine, the out of control fighter broke away from the track and crashed into the fighter next door. A moment ago, the plane ended well, but at this moment, it exploded and fell.

"Mr. Shura, we won?"

Looking at a fighter plane falling to the ground, Lian couldn't recover for a long time: "it's amazing. It's amazing."

"thanks to you, if you didn't vomit awesome, we would have been shot into a hornet's nest."

Lin Fan said with a laugh: "fortunately you eat more today, otherwise, how can you cover the cabin glass of eight airplanes?"

Lian: "what are you doing

For Lin Fan's ridicule, the only thing Lian can do is sweat and silence. Thinking of the bitter taste just now, she felt that there would be psychological shadow in the future.

"Ten kilometers from your city, when I fly low, you go down first, I have to release some smoke bombs."

Driving the fighter to continue to move forward, Lin Fan said: "we can't let the king down, we have to be kind."

Smoke bomb? What smoke bomb?