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The outer armor of the Mustang fighter jet is particularly defensive, but the enemy's bullets still break the outer armor.
"Ding ding ding dong..."
Bullets hit the armor with the sound of bullets hitting metal.
The bullets from the machine gun were also very powerful, breaking through the outer armor of the aircraft, but fortunately they did not penetrate completely.
The fighter flew over the devil's head, and soon, the fighter turned back and made a rapid dive attack.
Several airborne machine guns fired at the same time, and the powerful and intensive firepower swept the devil soldiers.
Dozens of ghost ship gunners and machine gunners were shot and fell to the ground one after another. The enemy was suppressed by the firepower of the airborne machine gun and was unable to fight back.
The fighter jets circled back and forth over the devils, frequently firing machine guns, followed by small aerial bombs to greet the enemy.
"Boom, boom!!"
The devil's turret exploded and caught fire, and the barrel of the naval gun was distorted and deformed, splashing dozens of meters away.
More than a dozen devil soldiers were blown into the air, and the enemies in mid-air made a miserable death sound.
The devil's bloody corpse fell into the river.
The fighter jets suppressed the devil's firepower here, and at the same time, another Mustang fighter jet flew to the deck of the Yamato ship.
The Mustang fighter flew over aggressively, not only the Devils navy soldiers were in a mess, but even the pilots of the Devils carrier-based attack aircraft were completely messed up.
The devil pilot entered the combat state in an emergency, and there was no time to put on the equipment needed for flying.
"Hurry up, get on the plane, get on the plane and fight!!!"
"Get on the plane, get on the plane at any cost!!!"
The Devil's flight commander yelled, tearing his throat. Dozens of Devil pilots put on their flight gear in a panic, and ran desperately towards the fleet on the deck runway.
There are more than 20 aircraft of various types parked on the deck, including carrier-based attack aircraft, reconnaissance aircraft and bombers.
The devil was seven to eighty meters away from the fleet on the deck, and the little devil was running with almost all his strength.
As long as these devil pilots don't board the plane, they are a group of lambs being hunted down.
"Buzzing—"
The Mustang fighter flew over the heads of the devil pilots with the sound of engines.
"Go to hell, little devil!!!"
The pilot in the cockpit shouted angrily.
Soon, the Mustang fighter jet fired a death-like gunshot.
"Tug, chug, chug!!!"
The heavy machine gun flashed its firing light, and the dense bullets mixed with the line of fire flew towards the little devil pilots running on the deck.
The rate of fire of the heavy machine gun was very fast, and hundreds of bullets were fired in a few seconds.
The firepower of the bullets covered the Devil pilot's surroundings, and the bullets hit the steel building, making sparks and crashing sounds.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The seven or eight devil pilots who fell behind were hit by bullets on the spot.
The enemy screamed, a large amount of blood spilled from their bodies, and the devils knelt down on the deck in twos and threes.
The power of the aircraft-mounted heavy machine gun is not small, as long as the enemy is hit, it will definitely be killed or disabled.
Spread away, spread out! ! ! "
The Devil pilot looked back at the flying Mustang fighter jet and yelled in horror.
"Be careful and hide!!!"
The Devil pilots quickly dispersed, and then they used the surrounding bunkers to avoid movement and run.
The ghost pilot's reaction speed is quite fast, but the enemy is under the attack of the fighter jets, and all evasion is futile, they just die more slowly.
As the distance between the fighter jet and the devil pilot got closer, the pilot of the security regiment could see the enemy running on the deck more clearly.
While flying at high speed, the fighter jets kept firing and shooting, and the bullets chased after the devil fiercely.
The running devil pilots were shot and fell down from time to time. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses of devil pilots fell down.
"Tug, chug, chug!!!"
The heavy machine gun flashed its firing light, and the dense bullets mixed with the line of fire flew towards the little devil pilots running on the deck.
The rate of fire of the heavy machine gun was very fast, and hundreds of bullets were fired in a few seconds.
The firepower of the bullets covered the Devil pilot's surroundings, and the bullets hit the steel building, making sparks and crashing sounds.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The seven or eight devil pilots who fell behind were hit by bullets on the spot.
The enemy screamed, a large amount of blood spilled from their bodies, and the devils knelt down on the deck in twos and threes.
The power of the aircraft-mounted heavy machine gun is not small, as long as the enemy is hit, it will definitely be killed or disabled.
Spread away, spread out! ! ! "
The Devil pilot looked back at the flying Mustang fighter jet and yelled in horror.
"Be careful and hide!!!"
The Devil pilots quickly dispersed, and then they used the surrounding bunkers to avoid movement and run.
The ghost pilot's reaction speed is quite fast, but the enemy is under the attack of the fighter jets, and all evasion is futile, they just die more slowly.
As the distance between the fighter jet and the devil pilot got closer, the pilot of the security regiment could see the enemy running on the deck more clearly.
Chapter 832 Destruction of the Devils Combined Fleet ([-])
"Hurry up, board the plane and take off!!!"
The Devil's flight commander yelled at the other pilots, and then he pushed open the glass door of the cockpit and sat in.
After the rest of the devil pilots jumped into the plane, they didn't even have time to buckle the safety buckle, and frantically started the plane's engine.