Chapter 67 Japs: Are you here to kill the Eight Route Army or are you here to kill us?

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After a round of attacks, Okamoto Ichiro skillfully piloted the plane and circled in the air.

He spotted the roaring man on the ground and dived down.

If his guess was correct, his brother was attacked by this man.

He wants to avenge his brother and kill all these hateful Tubal.

Ichiro Okamoto smiled ferociously, and the onboard machine gun on the plane was aimed at Wang Hao, shooting at him wildly.

Damn Tubalu, you all deserve to die.

The next second, he saw this damn Tubalu actually raising the Sanba Gai in his hand.

Damn Tubalu, you are a clown.

I am the best pilot in the great empire. It is ridiculous that you want to use a 38-meter cap to deal with me. I simply don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.

However, the next second, he suddenly stopped laughing.

Because there was a hole in the windshield in front of him, and a bullet had penetrated into his chest.

"ah……"

Okamoto Ichiro screamed, and the suffocating pain spread throughout his body.

Okamoto Ichiro suddenly felt weak all over, and everything in front of him went dark, and he couldn't even control his brain.

"No."

"Bagaya Road..."

"How could this happen? How could this happen? I don't believe it."

"No……"

"I still have a chance. I am the best pilot in the empire. I must fly the plane back. I will definitely be able to fly the plane back..."

Ichiro Okamoto persisted. He believed in himself that even if he was injured, he could still fly the plane back.

However, the next second, he crashed into the city wall with a crash, completely following in the footsteps of his younger brother.

There was another wailing sound on the walls of the prisoner of war camp.

The Japanese who survived once again were stunned.

Just now, they thought it was just an accident.

The words "It's risky to watch the excitement" only flashed through their minds, and then were thrown out of their minds.

Unexpectedly, the accident came again.

The Japanese who were standing on the city wall cheering just now were once again covered in explosions and flames.

This explosion killed an unknown number of Japanese.

The little devils are numb.

Are you here to be funny?

We brought you here to kill Tubalu, not to kill our own people.

Can these damn pilots know how to fly a plane?

Especially Major Miyamoto, he was quite angry!

What does it mean to kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses?

You are not killing the enemy by one thousand, but you are losing eight hundred by yourself.

You killed dozens of enemies and suffered hundreds of losses?

The two planes were just gone. I really don’t know where these pilots came from. Are they all from Novice Village?

And on the Eighth Road side.

The soldiers were crazy with joy.

Haha, three planes came and two were killed. Is this operation okay?

Although our marksmanship is not good, our company commander can!

You little devil’s plane, install another one for me to see!

Ha ha……

All the Eighth Route Army soldiers jumped out.

They were cheering.

At this moment, in their eyes, the little devil's plane is just a chicken.

Zhao Gang and Kong Jie also looked at Wang Hao in astonishment.

I originally thought that if I could kill an airplane, I would be invincible. Unexpectedly, Wang Hao could actually drive down a car. how did you do that?

Killing one car can be said to be luck, but what about the second one? Is it also luck?

Good guy.

Forget it if you kill the Japanese 700 meters away without watching. I didn’t expect you to be so awesome at flying a kid.

It’s really accurate!

Just this wave of operations made all the Eighth Route Army soldiers excited.

They stood up one by one, pointing their guns at the sky.

"Little devil, come here!"

Yes, at this moment they were not afraid at all, but rather excited.

There was only the last plane left, and they also wanted to shoot down the little Japanese plane with their guns like Wang Hao.

"Japanese plane, come here!"

All the Eighth Route Army troops howled with excitement.

All of them were so excited that they were no longer afraid of the little Japanese plane.

Japanese pilot Fujita was very angry.

The Okamoto brothers were such a disgrace to their pilots. The Tuba Road below was no longer afraid of their planes.

These two damn guys.

Those bad guys deserve to die even more, let’s see how I kill you.

Fujita was very angry and flew the plane in a dive towards the Tubal Road below.

"Damn Tubalu, I'm going to kill you all..."

Fujita's face was twisted and he was grinning, and he pressed the machine gun button crazily.

The two airborne machine guns roared angrily, spitting out evil tongues of fire.

He swooped down, and dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers died in the flames.

"Haha, well done, great, haha, I, Fujita, am the best pilot in the empire..."

"Ah? What's going on? No, my fuel tank is leaking. How is this possible?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

It's over.

"No, why is my plane out of control?"

Fujita started operating frantically.

However, no matter what he did, the plane just wouldn't obey his orders.

How could he know?

Just now, Wang Hao took Duan Peng and taught him how to masturbate.

Wang Hao taught Duan Peng to aim at the Japs' plane, because the Japs' plane was moving and he had to reserve a position for the little Japs' plane.

So, when Fujita's plane flew over, the two of them opened fire together.

Fortunately, both bullets hit the plane.

One hit the fuel tank and the other hit the engine.

What? Will the fuel tank explode if hit? Sorry, that was filmmaking.

In fact, if a bullet hits the fuel tank, it will not explode.

Just like that, Fujita's plane went out of control.

"Ah...Bagayalu, don't come over..."

Seeing the last plane staggering towards them again, the Japanese on the city wall were frightened. Everyone screamed hysterically and ran around wildly.

The scene was a mess.

However, no matter how they called, it was of no use. Escape is even more impossible.

The plane eventually crashed in their panic and confusion.

There was a roar and another earth-shattering explosion.

The surviving Japs were numb when they saw this scene, they were really numb.

It is said that there are only three things that can happen.

We all thought you would never come again.

But I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it. You really don’t want to give up until you kill us all!

Fortunately, there are no planes anymore.

We are standing here to cheer you up, why are you here to blow us up?

The little devils expressed their grievances.

Especially Major Miyamoto.

He was no longer aggrieved, his heart was bleeding.

"Bagayalu, you damn pilots. You are really afraid that I won't die fast enough!"

"I asked you to kill Tubalu, but you did well and killed half of my own people instead. You are so cruel!"