"Ding Dong!"

"You complete thirty kills..."

"You get an unprecedented reward: a domestic first-class six-teacher trainer aircraft."

"Note that this reward cannot be entitled for the time being."

"Please look for wide pavements with a length of more than three hundred meters to take off and land."

"You get 3,000 points..."

"What?"

Yang Yue's mind was shocked.

What? First teaching six? Airplane?

sky!

Some planes actually appeared?

Does this mean that more planes will appear in the future?

J-6?

J-7?

J-8?

J-20?

good!

good!

We have fighter jets, too.

Let’s first come the J-20 of several squadrons...

As a result, I was happy for a moment and a bullet missed.

Oops!

The record of Forty Kills came to an abrupt end.

In the past, Yang Yue's highest continuous shooting record was twenty kills. Today, he successfully increased to thirty kills.

However, during the process of 40 kills, a bullet fell out. So, I had to start again.

Extreme happiness leads to sorrow...

The conditions for this continuous kill are very harsh.

The pause time for shooting cannot exceed three seconds. Otherwise, recalculate.

If there is any missing net, including no fatal shot, recalculate it.

This requirement is high.

It is not that they have high requirements for Yang Yue, but that they have high requirements for the Japanese invaders.

The number of Japanese troops must be sufficient. The target is very obvious. Otherwise, if you look for the target for more than three seconds, you will not be able to set a record.

Repeated hits are not counted. For example, if you hit the Bayi Bar, two or three bullets hit the same target at the same time, that doesn't count. The calculation will be interrupted.

Therefore, this record of thirty kills is very rare.

In other words, the Japanese invaders in front of them rushed upwards with enough numbers and dense teams to meet the harsh conditions.

Unfortunately, I had the chance to hit forty kills, but it was interrupted.

It seems that my mentality is not stable enough!

Isn't it just a trainer plane?

It's just a propeller trainer!

Not a jet type...

If you are giving you a wave of J-10, J-11, J-16, etc., aren't you excited to burst blood vessels?

If you were given thousands of J-20s, wouldn't you die suddenly on the spot?

Have never seen the world...

Boost your spirits.

Start again.

However……

"Baga!"

"hidden!"

"hidden!"

The Japanese army, who were rushing, realized that the situation was wrong and immediately changed the way of attack.

They began to move forward invisibly. The goal quickly disappeared.

Yang Yue put down his gun regretfully.

There is no way to set a record.

The Japanese invaders began to hide. It took time to find the target.

There will definitely be more than three seconds in the middle.

The mood is gone.

Listeningly.

He casually replaced the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with the Garland semi-automatic rifle.

The latter is more powerful and easier to vent anger.

"Yang Yue, what's wrong with you?" Chu Yunfei asked.

"Nothing." Yang Yue barely shook his energy and raised his gun again.

Can't set a record? Then forget it.

I'm not trying to create records.

No matter how many kills you, as long as you kill a Japanese invader, you will receive a reward.

Now that the war is imminent, it is the time when the Eighth Route Army needs weapons and ammunition the most! Even if there is an extra shell gun, it is good...

But……

That's an airplane!

Maybe there will be fighter jets at 40 kills.

After all, the sixth year of junior high school is a trainer plane and has no combat power. He is definitely not a match for the Japanese plane.

If you want to gain an overwhelming advantage, you should at least be the J-6 or the Strong Five.

right!

J-6!

Strong five!

Any fight can be handed over to the Japanese to learn how to be a human being!

hey-hey……

There is hope!

Gradually, I started to get motivation again.

He took out a Garland semi-automatic rifle and gave him a bag of bullets at the same time.

"Thank you!" Chu Yunfei reached out and took the bullet.

"Who wants it?" Yang Yue asked.

"What kind of gun is this?" Hu Wanshan asked.

"Good gun. American goods." Chu Yunfei helped explain, "It's automatically loaded."

"I want it too." Hu Wanshan said hurriedly.

Yang Yue was not stingy, and everyone fired one, with three hundred bullets.

Long Jiutian and Zhuntianhao already had guns before. They only needed to replenish bullets. But they both asked for a total of 500 bullets.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Hu Wanshan repeatedly pulled the gun bolt.
To be continued...