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Chapter 318 [317] An epoch-making air battle, you are the knights of the sky, you guard the sky of Xuangong

the whole afternoon.

Fang Han has been a little out of his mind.

As long as he thought of that heroic face and the look in his eyes, he felt like he was being run over by a speeding car.

Crushed to perfection!
Crushed to the depths of the soul!

Does it hurt?

Do not!
Fang Han only had strong unwillingness in his heart.

Now that Cheng Han can ride a speeding car and lead a mighty and huge convoy around the entire No. C Tianhuan in the eyes of everyone.

I also have hands and feet!

Why can't I? !

To an ordinary person, this scene looks quite scary.

Another thunderclap.

Fang Han always felt that the term "Knight of the Sky" was a bit funny.

"We are the knights of the sky, and the sky of Xuangong is guarded by us!"

The two fled to a safe place.

The two trotted out of the workshop.

But he didn't get to the bottom of it, he just persuaded: "Xiao Fang, you are not in the right condition now, working is too dangerous, you should go home..."

As early as the beginning of the research and development of the War Eagle, Cheng Han requested to add a communication system. At that time, many craftsmen did not understand it and thought it was too wasteful.

"Brothers, work harder, let's kill this bird together!"

in the past.

Fang Han pressed his lips tightly, suddenly feeling intense sadness.

This sentence is not finished.

However, the authority of Xuangong's special envoy allowed Cheng Han's will to be carried out.

This made him greatly relieved.

Lao Zhou watched the young man's back, his lips moved a few times, and finally he just sighed, but he didn't follow.

Fang Han glanced around and saw half of the flying wing wreckage that was suspected to be a monster.

"This thing was just pretending!"

"Trough horse! This thing is too flexible, and it has predicted my attack!"

Fang Han plucked up his courage, poked his head out and took a look.

Bright red blood flowed all over the ground, and fragments of internal organs were also faintly visible.

"Boom!"

The so-called "violent evil" is just one of the most powerful types of weirdness, and the flying wing evil is the evil that has the ability to fly, and it is also the most difficult type of weirdness to deal with.

It seemed to be the vibration of a Warhawk engine, and it sounded like a lot.

Fang Han saw half of a human body beside the large black wing.

For some reason, this middle-aged man felt that the young man in front of him had an awe-inspiring power.

"boom!"

An accident happened.

With the strength of a team of soldiers, it was unimaginable in the past to shoot down a Flying Wing.

The six war hawks in the sky attacked Flying Wing Xiexie from all directions, and the latter couldn't keep up with the war hawks, so they could only be beaten passively.

The ground was in a mess, with burning wreckage everywhere. At the place where the war eagle crashed, a thick column of smoke rose into the sky.

He whispered a sentence: "You are the knights of the sky, you guard the sky of Xuangong!"

"boom!"

"are you crazy?!"

"boom!"

Nie Ze's face twitched, as if he was smiling: "I'm from the sky..."

"Old Nie, you step on the horse..."

"Roger that!"

He felt that this was a solemn promise written in blood.

A bright firework blooms in the sky.

Fang Han came back to his senses, glanced at the thermoplastic machine, and was immediately full of fear.

"You're going to die!"

It sounded like a large number of parts flew up and fell to the ground again.

"Made! We've been fooled!"

Unfortunately, this sentence is not finished.

Fang Han suddenly grabbed Lao Zhou's sleeve, dragged his colleagues and began to run wildly.

Fang Han was horrified to see a ball of flaming meteors falling towards the factory with a long trail of flames and scattered burning parts from time to time.

He opened his eyes, and smiled with great difficulty: "I...I haven't... died yet."

Fang Han turned his head, with a very serious expression: "There is a soldier in the war eagle, he may still be alive, I have to go and have a look."

A large group of flames fell to the bottom.

"I'm Owl Wu, I'm at a good height now, I'm going to make a dive attack, and you guys are responsible for the cover!"

What you see.

Honestly.

This is obviously the body of the soldier.

After a few seconds.

soon.

The ferocity of the previous stumbling posture suddenly increased the frequency of flapping its wings, and its flying speed increased several times in an instant, soaring towards the war eagle like a sharp arrow.

Fang Han was at a loss.

The Red Armored Army soldier who piloted the plane, Nie Ze, shouted without hesitation: "I'll drag it to die together, you guys make up for it!"

at the same time.

He looked at Lao Zhou again, with a grateful expression on his face: "Old Zhou, I was really grateful to you just now!"

In this unprecedented air battle, the soldiers of the Red Armored Army who drove the Warhawk experienced the beauty of the communication system firsthand.

"Its flying attitude has changed, this thing was injured!"

"Om~"

Fang Han raised his head and looked up, and was immediately stunned.

The ground shook violently.

It was interrupted by a thunderclap.

The fighting spirit contained in the words of this group of Red Armored Army soldiers driving the war eagle is beyond words.

The voice became smaller and smaller, and seemed to have entered a dying state.

"boom!"

It appears that evil was killed.

He didn't have any more funny thoughts.

"boom!"

Fang Han only felt his eyes warm up, he raised his head vigorously, trying not to let the tears flow down.

The soldier coughed suddenly, and a large stream of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hit!"

A Warhawk swooped down, aiming its nose at the evil spirit.

Just heard a loud bang.

He judged at a glance that there was a high probability that the meteor would hit within a radius of ten meters around.

*
In the sky.

There is a war eagle base near Bingan City, and Red Armored Army pilots often haunt the city. Many civilians have heard of this sentence.

It is said that this is a motto spoken by the creator of the war eagle himself.

This is a respectable person who does not hesitate to die with the evil, even if the possibility of surviving is very low, he still wants to work hard.

"boom!"

but.

The response came right away.

The explosion seemed to come from the sky.

"Boom!"

And at this moment.

It was the muffled vibration of a tire-thermoplastic machine, and it sounded terribly powerful.

Fang Han tried his best not to look at the wound, walked quickly to the side of the soldier, squatted down carefully, and stretched out his hand to test the opponent's breath.

"Run!"

"boom!"

Fierce raised a pair of sharp claws, and a pair of blood-colored eyes flashed fiercely, ready to attack at any time.

"boom!"

Subsequently.

This soldier, namely Nie Ze, had more blood pouring out of his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Is the... monster... dead?"

Fang Han took a step, ready to walk out.

Lao Zhou cursed again: "Xiao Fang, were you sleepwalking just now? Your hand was almost crushed by the machine, you know?"

Lao Zhou's expression was extremely serious: "What happened to you this afternoon?"

Fang Han desperately covered his ears, trembling unconsciously.

Fang Han thought for a while and followed.

After all, he is only a 17-year-old youth, and he will inevitably feel scared when he encounters such a terrible thing suddenly.

Fang Han was shocked immediately: "War Eagle is so powerful, how can it deal with Fei Yi Xie?"

The lower body was missing.

however.

Under normal circumstances, the Red Armored Army would not be able to deal with Fei Yi's viciousness at all, so they had to ask the Xuanshi to take action.

This team of six Warhawks was filled with various voices in the communication channel.

"do not want!"

This scene really overturned Fang Han's cognition.

Owl No. [-] Warhawk resolutely deflected the fuselage, and at the same time used the Jiuyuan combat technique to assist, speed up the roll speed of the fighter, trying to open the distance as soon as possible.

Fang Han shook his head: "Nothing!"

"it is good!"

Not finished.

Pian Ou No. [-] Warhawk is in a high-speed rolling state, unable to change the direction of movement, and can only crash straight into the monster.

The evil had no time to dodge and was engulfed by the blazing spiritual flames.

Where to start?

Nie Ze's pupils froze.

Its significance is immeasurable!
*
And on the ground.

"cough~"

For the first time in his life, Fang Han felt that he should do something to change the current situation.

The other party's injuries were so serious, obviously the chance of surviving was quite slim, and I could only watch the other party die, there was no way to stop it.

But at the moment.

Lao Zhou's roar suddenly rang in his ears.

"Xiao Fang! Are you okay?"

next moment.

The Owl No. [-] warhawk collided heavily with the evil, and then burst into a big ball of fireworks.

this moment.

Only the upper body.

Lao Zhou froze for a moment: "What's going on outside?"

The vicious figure suddenly blurred for a moment, flashing a super long distance of more than 150 meters in an instant, just in front of the war eagle.

"understand!"

Old Zhou obviously didn't believe it: "It's fine if you don't say it!"

The shouts in the channel were all tinged with surprise.

This guy seemed to be very curious, so he rushed to the door: "Go out and have a look!"

In the past, the warriors could only sigh at Fei Yi's ferociousness, but now they have done what a master Xuanshi can do. How can they not be excited?
"Xiao San, you intercept from four points! I intercept from eight points, let's make a joint attack!"

I saw six warhawks chasing a small black dot.

Today this sentence has become the motto of all pilots.

Lao Zhou subconsciously let go of his hand.

Fang Han nodded his head heavily, his throat was a little congested: "Yes! You killed a Flying Wing, which is an amazing feat!"

Fang Han felt a sudden push on his shoulder, and staggered a few steps involuntarily.

"boom!"

the other side.

From any point of view, this is an epoch-making air battle.

"well said!"

The craftsmen felt that the warriors had practiced the nine-yuan combat skill, and they could communicate with each other by shouting a few times.

The fireworks exploded again and again.

This is two Lingyan Xuanbing being detonated together.

Lao Zhou hurriedly tried to stop him: "It's dangerous outside, don't go out."

Accompanied by a thunderclap.

"It doesn't seem to be dead!"

Lao Zhou squinted his eyes to track the little black spot, and his expression changed immediately: "My God! That seems to be 'Flying Wings'!"

at this time.

Fang Han took a light breath and trotted over.

Old Zhou's voice came over.

Fang Han ignored his colleagues, and still kept kneeling on one knee, muttering in his mouth: "May your soul return to the top of the sacred banyan tree, and gain eternal rest!"

this moment.

He finally found a way to change.

(End of this chapter)