On the passenger plane, Shirley and the others were dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Why, at the end of the day, the plane disintegrated?

And a big piece of solution?

Could it be that the "headshot ghost king" really has a ghost method, recite a spell, and the plane will disintegrate?

A chill flashed in their hearts, and a great shadow appeared in their hearts.

About ghosts, about ghosts, the superstitions of Westerners are no less than those of the East.

It shuddes to think of the Middle Ages, where countless "witches" were burned alive.

In the plane, there was also a heavyweight dressed in ordinary clothes.

He was Chennault's "Flying General", who was returning from an expedition to China.

Although he was a master flyer, the first time he saw this kind of scene, he was frightened.

When Maori Fifty-two saw it, he suddenly came to his senses and knew that it had been a complete failure!

He sighed and said, "Warriors, stop chasing, it's not that we are incompetent, but that the 'Headshot Ghost King' is too cunning." Scatter and run away, you can't go back to the aircraft carrier, find a flat land, or a road, and live as much as you want. ”

The red-eyed pilots shouted frantically.

"You can't escape, you have to fight hard!"

"I don't have the face to go back, it's worse to live than to die!"

"One hundred fights, and the loss of more than thirty planes, this is the greatest shame, the biggest insult!"

Maori Fifty-two said fiercely: "It's not our fault, but the 'headshot ghost king' didn't fight face-to-face at all, he will only flee, keep fleeing, no matter how many fighters there are, it's useless!" Even if there are 10,000 planes, they can't catch up. ”

The crowd was extremely indignant and roared wildly.

"Yaga, cunning Shina!"

"Inglourious bastards, cowards, cowards!"

"Only run away, coward!"

Maori Fifty-two said solemnly: "Final order, scatter and flee!" ”

He took the lead and ran wildly, and two Japanese planes followed closely and guarded him tightly.

When the other fighters saw it, they could only run wildly according to the order.

Yue Feng looked at it, and still followed Maoli Fifty-two, biting tightly.

When Maori 52 saw it, he knew that he would definitely die if he was bitten by the "headshot ghost king", and immediately ordered the other two fighters to turn around and intercept them.

It's a pity that Yue Feng had already seen the other party's intentions, and suddenly accelerated, suddenly entered the range, and hit the fuel tank accurately at a fighter, burning up.

The pilot turned into a fire duck and screamed so badly that the plane lost control, spun and fell.

The second fighter plane was just about to go around in circles, but Yue Feng had already rushed to his butt and fired a strafing shot, knocking it into a volley and exploding.

Maori Fifty-two was so frightened that he became more crazy, knowing that he was going to die, and wanted to pull a cushion.

He knew that pulling the back of the "headshot ghost king" was an impossible task.

Suddenly, when he saw the passenger plane, his eyes lit up, and he secretly thought: This must be a passenger plane from China to the United States, in this era, those who can afford to sit on a big plane are rich and powerful people.

Perhaps, there were high-ranking officials of the people in the plane.

Hehe, if you're lucky, maybe it's a general or something.

Die with them and make a lot of money!

It is impossible to shoot, this will cause an international incident, and there must be Mi people on the plane.

But I pretended that the fighter plane was out of control and collided with it directly, which can only be said to be an accident!

I have half of the responsibility, and the "headshot ghost king" has half of it.

The Yamato nation is not afraid of the rice country, but China is very afraid.

If the collision is successful, the branch will lose the secret support of the United States!

In this way, I have made great meritorious deeds and brought honor to my family, and I have died worthwhile, and I have made a great profit.

After thinking about it, Maori Fifty-two ignored the danger, turned the nose of the plane sharply, and flew towards the passenger plane.

On the airliner, General Chennault, Shirley and others were watching with relish.

Suddenly, they realized that something was wrong, and a Japanese plane turned around, did not dodge or dodge, and slammed into it fiercely.

Chennault was taken aback: "God, this madman! ”

Shirley yelled: "He's going to crash, he's going to crash!" ”

The other reporters were so frightened that they broke out and shouted wildly.

"God, is he crazy?"

"The Japanese are crazy!"

"Oh my God, save me, merciful God, save me!"

"Is God sleeping, come on!"

"Wake up, God, stop that madman!"

Chennault knew in his heart what Maori Fifty-Two meant, and knew that this time it was over.

Fighters hit airliners, and fools know what the result will be.

Yue Feng saw Maoli Fifty-two turning sharply regardless of the danger, and thought that he was going to fight hard and was about to pull up, when he suddenly found that the passenger plane not far from the opposite direction was speeding away, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

He immediately understood what the other party meant, and secretly shouted: Good guy, the Japanese are really daring, no wonder they dare to attack Pearl Harbor, sure enough, God wants to let him perish, let him go crazy first!

How can the madman's ruse succeed?

Yue Feng urgently did a difficult "somersault".

This is dangerous, but avoid wasting time in circles.

The fighter made a terrible noise and almost fell apart, but managed to turn its head and save a lot of time.

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate......

His fighter plane was like a sharp arrow, heading straight for the Japanese plane.

Maori Fifty-two saw that the airliner was in front of him, and couldn't help laughing wildly and roaring wildly.

"See, 'Headshot Ghost King', the airliner is about to explode, and many dignitaries must have died. Baga, Baga, you forced me, you bear the responsibility, your country is in big trouble, you can't escape the responsibility. ”

Yue Feng couldn't help laughing: "The logic of a madman, the tone of a robber!" ”

Regardless of the danger, he continued to increase the throttle and accelerate his lunge.

On the passenger plane, Chennault and Shirley looked at the approaching Japanese plane, completely losing hope.

Chennault, in particular, was very aware of the madness of the Japanese people!

It's close, it's close, and the Japanese plane is about to collide.

All the people screamed in despair!

Suddenly, another fighter plane burst into view, almost close to the crazy Japanese plane, and could not hear the gunshot, but saw the muzzle of the gun flashing with fire.

The furious bullets knocked the frenzied driver to the point where his head disappeared completely.

The Crazy Day Plane suddenly lost control, fell headlong down, and swept under the airliner in a thrilling way, taking away the grim smile of death.

Suddenly, Chennault, Shirley and the others cheered and kept making crosses.

"God, we are saved!"

"No way, am I dreaming?"

"Whoever saved us, he is an angel!"

When Shirley heard this, she laughed and said, "Gentlemen, female soils, our life-saving benefactor should be the famous Colonel Tie Tianzhu, nicknamed 'Headshot Ghost King'. ”

Chennault laughed: "It's him, didn't he just blow up the pilot's head?" I can't imagine that I can still get a headshot in a bear, amazing, powerful. ”

Shirley was very happy: "Look, he's turned around!" ”

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, the other party had turned around and stood shoulder to shoulder with the passenger plane, and everyone could see each other. Unfortunately, the other party wore sunglasses and reminded that he could not shoot.

The reason why Yue Feng met the other party was because he had other plans.

He secretly thought: If you save the people of the United States, you have to be paid, you can't save it in vain, anyway, they have money, so they can shear more wool. In case there is a big shot in it, it will make a lot of money.

International support, of course, is as much as possible, don't be in vain, right?

Of course, it can't be obvious, and the other party must be willing to help!

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