Kwon raised his head.

At this moment of war, she suddenly unbuckled her seat belt, got up and ordered: "All fighters obey the order, after three seconds, take it off!" ”

"Three."

Fist-sized missiles are flanked in front and rear.

"Two."

Thumb-sized bullets are clamped left and right.

"One!"

"Di Di Di-" In this moment of crisis, Quan Jin brought the fighter plane to a sudden pause, and then rotated ninety degrees.

All the windows of the machine, aimed at the missiles that were being fired.

"Whoosh."

The missile penetrated the window of the machine, and then automatically turned on the explosion with a countdown of one second, thinking that it would explode in the fuselage where Quan Jin was.

But I never thought of it.

Those missiles rushed in from the left window, but in the next second, they rushed out to the right window.

Followed by.

"Boom, boom!"

Dozens or hundreds of missiles pierced through the window of the plane and then bombed in mid-air.

And that's not all.

Quan stood in the driver's seat.

The "Da Da Da" finger quickly controlled the fighter.

Her eyes never looked at the keyboard, but at the tracked bullets that rushed to her left and right.

Smack.

One press OK.

The fighter plane rotated 30 degrees, made a sharp turn, and rushed straight towards the point where the invading fighter plane was.

The pilot in the foreign invasion fighter was dumbfounded: "What is she going to do?" ”

"She wants to lure the tracking bullets over?"

"Open fire."

"Quick, fire, blast her!"

At the moment when Quan Jin was piloting the fighter plane and was still a kilometer away from the foreign invasion fighter, the foreign invasion fighter immediately opened fire. The girl seems to be waiting for this moment.

She counted the infrared ambush spots.

while controlling the fighter plane.

While watching the salvo of bullets and missiles.

It's now—

"I'll sit down." Kwon's smile deepened, his eyes glancing at the fighters behind him, and then he slammed the attack button.

"Whoosh-"

Frontier fighters turn on missiles.

"Boom!"

The missiles of the two sides collided in mid-air, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Before the invading pilot could react, Quan Jin piloted the fighter plane, penetrated the infrared rays, and rushed over with tens of thousands of tracking bullets from the flames.

At a distance of a hundred meters.

"Boom." Stop it.

Bullet to.

Quan Jin turned the fighter 90 degrees, the bullet passed through the window, automatically turned on the attack power, and then in the next second, penetrated the window on the other side and attacked the fighter outside.

"Bang bang-"

This is the sound of a bullet hitting the fuselage.

And then on.

"Didi-Di-"

"Alarm alert, explosive device detected within a hundred meters, please promptly"

"Whoosh!"

In the next second when the alarm sounded on the Frontier fighter.

The fingers on the button that Quan Jin landed on were as fast as afterimages, and he rushed to the second before the twenty warplanes of the foreign invasion country bombed in unison.

There is one.

The fighter marked with the mark of 'Sealing Frontier' went straight into the sky.

"Boom."

A huge mushroom cloud rose in the air, with several heart-rending screams inside, and flames splattered in all directions.

From the pupils of the deputy marshal.

Can be upside down.

There was a fighter plane rushing out of the fireworks, and the infrared rays that spread throughout the barracks were not for the closure of the territory, not for the sealing of the territory, and for the right to be of no use.

"Ruined?"

"How could this be, how could she possibly know where the infrared rays were arranged."

The deputy marshal of the foreign invasion shook his head in horror, looked at the slowly landing Fengjiang fighter, and denied in disbelief: "Who is she, how can she have the ability of XZ?" ”

Just when the deputy marshal of the foreign invasion couldn't accept defeat.

His afterglow.

Glancing at the mark below the feudal fighter, there was an oath engraved with the deputy marshal like five thunderbolts, sixteen words:

[For the rest of my life, I swore to be the king and use my blood to seal the territory for it]