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The prompt behind him immediately made the main driver wake up, and quickly stepped on the brake slightly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It seems that the pilots in the back are learning well.

However, as the wind resistance attacked the damaged parts of the wing, the torn skin began to fall off along with the broken planks, and the right wing, which was subjected to more wind force, began to drift, and the light bombardment began to shake.

Fortunately, it didn't fall apart.

And Masao Suzuki has already gritted his teeth at this time and is ready to meet this difficult technical work.

"Buzz..."

"Long live the Empire!!"

"Bang... Bang ·····"

As soon as the heavy bombardment hit the surface of the river, it sank downward, and the huge tires were still very stable and crushed into the thick snow.

Although the potholes on the river surface made the fuselage tremble, it was not a big problem!

While the short Masao Suzuki was thinking wildly, he also stepped on the brakes and stood up directly, as if this could slow down more effectively.

As long as you land successfully, no matter how far you can slide, it is also a safe landing!

When the plane came to a steady stop on the river, a relieved Masao Suzuki turned his head to look behind.

On the wide river, two heavy bombardments are already taxiing, and the remaining two are also preparing to land.

But what the hell is that swaying light bombardment in the back?

Why the hell is there only one wing left?

"Click..."

With a clear sound, the left wing of the light bomb completely lost its force, and in the frightened roar of the two pilots, it was completely broken!

The devil's thin and light aircraft showed its performance at this moment, far exceeding that of all fighters in the world!

It was like being thrown out of the three-pointed shuriken, and it turned towards the parked heavy bombardment!

Masao Suzuki, who was furious, jumped off the bombardment with a cold frost all over his body, and rushed out with a rolling belt.

Because the direction in which this shuriken flies is the position of its own heavy bombardment!

"Boom ······"

"Second brother, the devil's plane has landed?!"

"Rush up!! Captured them alive!! ”

Looking at the location of the explosion, there are still a few intact heavy bombardments, the second child ran excitedly, the pilot of the special devil!

The wooden plane immediately burst into flames after hitting the frontal bombardment, and the sparks splashed from the wooden fuselage immediately ignited the nearby heavy bombardment.

The detonation method of the simple bomb required the drive of the tail fin, and no explosion occurred.

But Masao Suzuki, who survived, was about to cry, this is all his own treasure!!

"Oooh·······"

Just when a group of undecided pilots were crying for the heavy bombardment, the horses also surrounded them.

"Wocao, why is this thing so difficult to control!"

The mountain cannon stepped on the left and right, while controlling the accelerator with both hands, it was necessary to always pay attention to the surrounding environment, and when he saw the mountain in front of him, he hurriedly stepped on the brake of his right foot!

After a light bang and trembling, he suddenly turned around and brushed the pine tip of the mountain.

Now Xiangma Mountain can be described as very lively, more than 80,000 people gathered in the valley to carry out a series of military operations.

This is not a positional defensive battle, nor is it a plain battle, but a dramatic evolution into a mountain attack and anti-encirclement and suppression war!

More than 7,000 people from the three major wings of the devils, together with tank armor, were trapped in the valley, because not only was the road behind blocked by the mountain blown up by the bandits, but also after the river was broken in front, they were blocked by the main force of the ringing horse!

After the 60,000 puppet Manchu troops who had already surrounded arrived at the battlefield, they immediately launched a counter-encirclement of the main force of Xiangma!

However, after seeing the besieged devils, the generals were a little gloating in the anxious mood of the devils who supervised the war.

The trapped devils were not so depressed, and after the main wing of the 2nd Division, the 4th Sendai Wing, joined, they faced the failed ambush of Hibikiyama Mountain, and although they were trapped on the river, their morale reached their peak instead.

More than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles lined up in front and back, forming a natural defense line for the team, and the snow dug up by the devil sappers mixed with gravel also formed a trench, and the battle was about to break out!

However, both sides seemed to be waiting for something, and neither of them attacked, but confronted each other.

Military advisor Ding Laodao, insert a thousand six sons, fort Jiang Chen (the second is a gun head, all snipers), the machine gun team stupid big man, the bandit Boris, Weihu Mountain Mountain carving Zhang Leshan, a group of people are sitting in the snow nest to discuss countermeasures against the siege of devils and being besieged.

Zhang Leshan originally came to buy ammunition from the mountain artillery and make amends, but he didn't expect to encounter this stubble.

The death of the master was just an accident, and although the sixth son was indignant in his heart, he was not an unreasonable person.

Especially when the war is imminent, Zhang Leshan has to be side by side without saying a word, and he also sent two foreign tickets, this feeling, well, may be a little thin, but it has passed, at least Zhang Leshan's team of more than 1,000 people can also help a lot.

If you learn from the six sons, it is better to die in a pit than to kill yourself!

"Although something went wrong, I missed a mobile wing of devils, but there are 5,000 bandits, and the devils are not any threat to us at all, and what we want now is how to encircle and annihilate this group of devils under the threat of the puppet Manchu army! And then highlight the encirclement of the puppet Manchurian! ”

Ding Laodao didn't have the slightest worry, the weak soldiers of the puppet Manchurian army on the periphery did not carry heavy weapons, only relied on Liao-made rifles and three bullets, how could they live in the mountains and carry two axes on the ground, carry Bobosha and tie two strings of grenades to attack?

Zhang Leshan was already stunned by the military appearance of the horse, looking at the guns and costumes of others, and then at his own small soldier rifles, this mountain cannon is obviously the second bandit Zhang!

Thinking of this, Zhang Leshan didn't dare to make a sound, sat on the stone very honestly and smoked a dry cigarette, and from time to time he inhaled the cool air and touched his puffy eyes.

Well, this thing was beaten by the bandit leader Boris.

The stupid big man carefully wiped mg34 and said: "Strategist, according to what I said, we should first destroy the puppet Manchu army on the periphery, and we don't need two thousand and a half ringing horses and more than a thousand locks to dispatch, just with the ruthlessness of the thief, isn't it like slaughtering chickens and slaughtering dogs?" ”

"Hey, I love to hear this big one, recently I have a feeling of playing with two guns, and I just took it out to test it!"

Since the bandit leader obtained Boris's template, the fierce appearance on his face has become even more arrogant, and the muscles that were already twisted and coiled, under the shroud of evil energy, do not need to approach, just by appearance, he is a humanoid tyrannosaurus that has escaped alive!

Didn't you look at the bandits brought by Zhang Leshan, and now you don't dare to look at the ruthless person who beat your boss.

Jiang Chen got up and walked out, "The gun given by the mountain master is good, I can't waste it, go out and take a look to see if I can be the leader of the puppet Manchurian!" ”

Ding Laodao shook off the bald dust, looked up at the sky, pinched his fingers and calculated, "The fog has dispersed, the devil is estimated to make a move, and the team of the mountain master should be ·····"

"Hello? Feed? ”

"Listen up, little ones, Lao Tzu is flying a plane, don't beat me, the plane can't land! Lao Tzu jumped down after throwing the bomb! ”