Datang controlled area.

White Sands Air Force Base.

Liu Hao controlled the fighter jet and fell vertically, slowly landing on the rear tail frame of a large flatbed car.

This landing method was really weird, attracting the pilots and ground crews in the air force base to watch and point fingers at the "big iron pipe". Most of them looked confused.

In the cabin, Liu Hao and his friends waited patiently for more than ten minutes, and waited for the temperature of the cabin outlet pipe to be almost the same before climbing out of the rear of the plane along the pipeline.

After the three of them got off the plane, the large flatbed car carried this strange fighter plane to the hangar built urgently on the side for maintenance.

As for Liu Hao, Hua Zi and Ouyang Mingyue, they got on an off-road vehicle and entered the underground base along another passage.

The one who came to pick them up was an Air Force lieutenant colonel who claimed that his surname was Being Bie Yun's Being Bie Yun's Being Bie.

Liu Hao didn't think much about it and called him not to lieutenant colonel.

Lieutenant Colonel was so curious that he asked before Liu Hao could get in the car, "Brother, how does that thing feel when driving?"

Liu Hao thought for a while and said, "The driving experience is average, it consumes a lot of fighting spirit. The only benefit is probably that it is very pleasant when firing the machine cannon."

"How can I enjoy it?" Lieutenant Colonel had Pisces soaking his big eyes, which was lit like a light bulb at this time.

"So, my fighter jet can maintain its speed above Mach 13 when firing. The cannon attack strength itself is as high as 14.9. With the push of the aircraft, the shell strength can break through the limit of the Divine Ordinary. When it breaks to level 15, it will smash whatever it hits."

Although level 14.9 and level 15 are just a short distance, this is a huge threshold. The energy density of the two is an order of magnitude different.

With the conventional methods used on the battlefield at present, no matter how hard it is, the intensity of the attack is infinitely approaching level 15, and it is still impossible to break through to the True God Realm.

Lieutenant Colonel Bad suddenly became fascinated and sighed: "It's a pity that my fighting spirit is only level 9, otherwise I really want to experience the power of the true god."

Liu Hao didn't know what to say, so he could only pat his shoulder: "Work hard and break through as soon as possible, and there will be a chance in the future."

At this time, the off-road vehicle drove to the entrance of the underground base. Lieutenant Colonel stopped the car and walked towards the Air Force barracks with three people.

"Soldier Liu, Soldier Hua, Soldier Ouyang, considering the difference between men and women, we have prepared two rooms for you..."

Liu Hao quickly interrupted: "It's okay, one room is enough, so I won't cause trouble for the organization."

"This...isn't that great?" Lieutenant Colonel Don't hesitate.

There is no distinction between men and women on the battlefield because they are basically wearing void armor for 24 hours. Now at the rear base, it is easy for men and women to live in a mixed manner, and it will be too affecting morale if it causes children.

Liu Hao immediately stopped and looked solemn: "Don't have lieutenant colonel, you're so dirty we think. I have to talk to you well."

Lieutenant Colonel Bie was stunned: "Sir Liu, you said."

Liu Hao said seriously: "We are fighting for the country. At any time, we think about how to better fight the enemy. In addition to fighting, we only discuss tactics and hone cooperation. You also know that my fighter jet is very difficult to drive, and it consumes very much fighting spirit. It will crash if you are not careful. The level of cooperation is not very high. In addition to training, we seize the time to rest, maintain our energy, and strive to reduce the chance of making mistakes. We are ready to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy at any time. How can we have time to talk about love?"

Lieutenant Colonel was so ashamed that he was talking about it, his cheeks were hot, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart: "Yes, this soldier Liu's victory was hundreds of times that of an ordinary pilot. Such a top master must be extremely self-disciplined. But I used the moral level of an ordinary soldier to draw him, and my eyes were too short-sighted."

Thinking of this, he stood up straight and saluted Liu Hao seriously: "What Liu Zhanshi said is that we are too narrow-minded!"

Liu Hao nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's okay, let's lead the way."

In the end, the three were arranged to be in a separate room with three separate small beds and a military magical spiritual brain.

Liu Hao closed the door, locked it, and used another sound silencer, then picked up Hua Zi and Mingyue with one hand, laughing: "Come on, girls, let's work together and cooperate."

Hua Zi struggled and jumped down, saying angrily: "You have been stepping on the fighter jet for so long, aren't you tired, why don't you rest quickly."

Mingyue didn't struggle, but agreed with Hua Zi's point of view: "It's all done after hugging for a while. Don't really do it. It's a waste of time. I'll have to summarize my combat experience later."

Liu Hao was indeed a little tired, so he put down Ouyang Mingyue, lay on the single bed, closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll sleep for a while, you two are free."

After yawning, his sleepiness surged up like a tide. In less than 2 minutes, Liu Hao fell asleep.

Ouyang Mingyue glanced at him and sighed: "This guy is so sleepy."

Hua Zi smiled: "I'm used to it. You will wake him up now, and he will get angry at you."

After teasing for a few words, the two lowered their voices.

"I feel like my machine guns are messy today and I don't perform as well as I did during training. I have to check my record."

Hua Zi walked towards the magic brain in the room. She already knew that every machine cannon in Fuyao had a hit record, and she also connected to the military network to check it at any time.

Because the battlefield environment is complex, it may not be statistically accurate, but it is enough to use it as a reference.

Ouyang Mingyue also wanted to see her performance, so she sat next to Hua Zi and looked.

Although she is not mainly responsible for shooting machine guns, she is not a dull personality and will not miss any opportunity to improve herself.

Hua Zi first entered her mercenary number, and the data quickly jumped out.

"Hua Zi, participated in one battle, the army: main gunner of the fighter jet, record: 75 kills, destroyed 7 fighter jets, hit rate: 4.6%. Evaluation: Excellent."

Hua Zi sighed softly: "Ah~~ It turns out that it wasn't done well. So many shells are so much hit rate."

This hit rate is at least a lot lower than that in virtual combat. During virtual combat, under the same conditions, she can hit 20% hit rate, but when she reaches the real battlefield, it actually drops to one-quarter.

How can this be favorable?

"Look at mine." Ouyang Mingyue said hurriedly.

Hua Zi calmed down her spirit and then entered Ouyang Mingyue's number.

"Ouyang Mingyue, participated in one battle, the army: the deputy gunner of the fighter jet. The record: 46 kills. Destroy 4 fighter jets. The hit rate is 3.3%. Evaluation: Excellent."

Her grades were even worse than Hua Zi. Considering that the aiming device of the secondary gun mobile gun was not as precise as the main gunner, and she also had to work part-time magic defense, it was normal for her grades to be almost done.

In fact, during virtual battles, Ouyang Mingyue's shooting results were not as good as Hua Zi, and she was better at close combat.

Although she was not expecting much, Ouyang Mingyue was still a little depressed. She had obviously fired so many machine guns and tried her best to aim. Why did her grades be so poor?

After firing 100 cannons, it only took less than 4 rounds, which is a waste of shells.

It seems that I have to practice hard.

The two were a little dejected by reality and lost confidence.

After a while, Hua Zi raised her head and began to enter Liu Hao's number: "Look at the sleeping god again."

Ouyang Mingyue smiled and said, "I have read the war reports of the Western Theater Command. His machine cannon was very accurate."

But then again, when Liu Hao was in the Western Theater Command, he fired an ordinary fighter jet, with the highest firing speed of only Mach 3. Now the firing speed is Mach 13, which is four times faster. Looking back, Liu Hao didn't seem to aim much along the way, his hit rate should not be as good as that of the Western Theater Command, right?

The result came out soon.

"Liu Hao, participated in the battle of 35, all-around soldiers, and his record: killed 10,096 enemies, destroyed 178 dense arrays, destroyed 65 combat vehicles, 36 transport vehicles, 668 combat aircraft, 69 bombers, 46 transport aircraft, and 28 helicopters. The shooting rate of the cannon was 93%. Evaluation: I have never seen such a fighter."

"This...this...this...Is Liu Hao so capable of hitting?" Hua Zi almost bit her tongue.

Ouyang Mingyue was already shocked once, but this time she was quite calm. She pointed to the screen: "This is the comprehensive data. Click here to see the latest battle data."

Flower Zi did as it did.

"Liu Hao, holding a position: fighter pilot and deputy gunner. Record: Kill 898 ground enemy troops, destroy 224 fighter jets, 69 bombers, 46 transport aircraft, and 28 helicopters. Hit rate is 96%. Single game evaluation: miracle!"

"This..." Hua Zi couldn't speak. She remembered what she said before that Liu Hao was lazy, and her cheeks suddenly turned red and she felt a little ashamed.

She was not lazy, and her performance was almost one percent of Liu Hao's. The hit rate was 96%. If she had handed all the 30,000 cannon shells to Liu Hao for attack, the Lukia Air Force would probably be wiped out.

"Ah~ It turns out that the clown is myself!" Hua Zi grabbed her hair shyly.

Ouyang Mingyue was also shocked.

After driving the high-speed fighter, the hit rate of the previous low-speed fighter was 3% higher, and it went further. Liu Hao's progress was really fast, which was desperate.

The two women looked at each other, and then looked at Liu Hao, who was sleeping on the bed together.

"Mingyue, why do I feel like I'm here to make soy sauce?"

Ouyang Mingyue recalled the previous battle: "I feel the same way. I feel like I am here to travel on the battlefield."

"No, no, it's soy sauce. After all, I'm the main gunner, I'm going to practice hard!" Hua Zi regained her spirit.

Ouyang Mingyue is not willing to fall behind, “Practice together and practice together. I heard that there is a training base in the base, so it’s not very tiring anyway. Why not practice now?”

"Okay, go now!"

The two went to train with great enthusiasm.

......

Thousands of miles away.

Red Rock Air Force Base.

Duke Marche looked at the wreckage of the planes all over the ground and said nothing for a long time.

Suddenly, a communication soldier came over and whispered beside him: "Duke, there is a level 15 Titan God who wants to see you."

Duke Marche's heart suddenly moved, remembering the emperor's secret order he received not long ago.
Chapter completed!