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One hundred and seventy tragic (seeking the moon

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It was too late to get out of the car now. Zhou Zhihan stepped on the accelerator of the Jeep to the bottom. He wanted to drive the Ferrari's momentum and loosen the clutch before he realized that the speed of this guy was not much faster than that of an electric car.

When departing from Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport, the speed of the car was not fast. Although the road was bumpy, it was not too bumpy. At this time, the accelerator was stepped on the bottom, and Zhou Zhihan felt that he could not hold the steering wheel any longer.

Lu Nuo.

The shock absorption of the car is so different.

At this time, the car was not equipped with a seat belt. If you had a slight pit, your whole butt would have to leave the seat.

This was the first time Yangguai was riding a car. He was very excited. He stuck his head out of the window from time to time and looked backwards, then turned the head and chased after the Type 95 ship battle.

After driving, Zhou Zhihan regretted it.

Although he was a pilot, Zhou Zhihan had never bombed vehicles on the ground, so he didn't know how to drive and avoid fire from the air.

But he knew that the number of times Japanese pilots bombed ground vehicles was definitely much more than that of air combat, and they had a lot of experience.

"I'm crazy." Zhou Zhihan muttered, looking at the enemy planes in the rearview mirror from time to time, "I'm using my own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths."

Sheep Gun didn't understand a single word!

Zhou Zhihan tilted his head and stretched out of the car, looked at it and then changed it out, and then chased the Type 95 ship in the air, secretly complaining, should he drive the S line, or the S line?

It is definitely not possible to open a straight line.

All Japanese pilots were very good at skill. With a dive point shot, they could turn straight jeeps into sieves.

If you only open the S line and shoot in advance by the Japanese plane, wouldn’t you give me the kill for free?

Open the s line straight line.

Zhou Zhihan decided.

Then he told Yangguai that he would be ready to jump off the car at any time. For now, this car is just an iron coffin. Fortunately, the speed of the car is not fast and it cannot be fast. The soil on both sides of the road is soft and the grass is thick. You won’t be seriously injured even if you jump off the car.

At this time, Zhou Zhihan felt that the name Yangguai was really ugly. It was strange and exuded an evil spirit, which was comparable to the oil bottle in the Tomb Raiders' Notes.

As the name suggests, sheep kidnapped people are at least 1.8 meters tall, with long arms, long legs, and long face. She reveals a sense of fierceness and evil spirit. At first glance, she is a veteran who has crawled over the pile of dead people.

"Yangguai? This name is so ugly. I told you not to run with me, but you didn't listen. Your head is the same as your name, but I just don't know how to turn the corner!" Zhou Zhihan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the jeep rushed forward. He now wanted to pull the Japanese's Type 95 ship battle as far as possible.

"You can survive after running with you!"

Yang Guai was holding a cigarette in his mouth at some point, looking at Zhou Zhihan, smiling a little evilly.

"I was in a bad mood to smoke at this time." Zhou Zhihan twitched: "Can you survive after running with me? Japanese fighter jets saw that I was a pilot and the gun shot at me specifically. It was even more dangerous for you to run with me."

Yang Guai clamped the cigarette with his fingers and took a deep breath: "Smoke is my life. It's okay not to eat, it's not okay not to smoke. I ran with you just because you are a pilot. The pilot naturally knows where the enemy's plane will attack and how to avoid the crisis. And you run so fast, it's absolutely right to run with you."

Is this flattery?

Zhou Zhihan glanced at Yangguai.

The sheep turned around and stretched out the window and shouted: "The Japanese plane is here..."

To be honest, although Zhou Zhihan wanted to drive the Japanese plane away from the battlefield as far as possible, as the Japanese planes approached quickly behind him, he felt that his idea was ridiculous and childish, perhaps because he had watched too many movies and TV in the past.

Driving a Jeep PK Type 95 ship battle that is not much faster than an electric car is actually a suicide. What's more terrible is that the blind spot of the Jeep's sight is larger than that of an airplane. You cannot keep the Japanese plane in your sight at any time. Blindly driving the S-line and straight line is a dead end.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhihan was panicked. Driving was not his strength. How could the speed of the jeep be compared with the Type 95 ship battle?

The consequence of a passionate blood is to die quickly.

Zhou Zhihan looked around for things like iron rods that could support the accelerator. After two seconds, he secretly scolded himself for being idiot. It turns out that he had watched too many action movies. Even if he found an iron rod, what's the right size of the iron rod just can resist the accelerator pedal.

This situation is only found in TV movies.

Hearing the roar of propellers and engines coming from above behind him, Zhou Zhihan knew that he could not delay for a second, and he had to abandon the car if he wanted to survive.

"Yang Gun, prepare to jump off the car."

Zhou Zhihan loudly reminded Yangguai, then rushed to the direction. The jeep made a sharp turn and drilled into the half-man-deep grass on the side of the road, and continued to move forward with bumps.

Yangguai quickly took a few breaths of cigarettes, spit out the cigarette butts, clasped the gun in one hand, and tightened the handle with the other, ready to jump off the car at any time.

Zhou Zhihan shouted: "After jumping off the car, quickly get out of the jeep ten meters away, lying on the ground, wait for the jeep to explode, take advantage of the shock waves caused by the explosion to undulate the grass, run twenty meters and then fall to the ground until the enemy plane leaves."

Three seconds later, Zhou Zhihan shouted: "Jump!"

The two opened the car door almost at the same time, jumped out of the car, each pounced on the side, and fell heavily on the soft grass. Then, while the jeep continued to shake the grass, the two rolled and crawled, and climbed ten meters away from the jumping point and lay down without moving.

The pilot of the Type 95 ship battle was about to open fire, but he never expected that the jeep that was escaping quickly would plunge into the deep grass. He grinned and said that the escapee was panicking, so he gently pressed the joystick, fine-tuned the head of the fighter, and opened fire.

"Doduo..."

The tracer bullet of the 7.7mm air cannon caught fire instantly on the jeep. A few seconds later, the gasoline tank exploded, shaking the plants within a radius of dozens of meters.

At this moment, the dense sound of air defense heavy machine guns came from afar. It turned out that when the Japanese Army's Type 96 attack was about to launch a third wave of attack, dozens of machine gunners, the successor of the Sichuan Army, rushed to reinforce. At this time, the bombs of the Type 96 attack had been dropped, and the rounds of bullets of several machine gunners were almost finished, and the harvest was quite rich. So Japanese aircraft did not rejoice in fighting, and left the head of the lift and the Type 95 ship battle, leaving only a two-kilometer-long bloody ocean.

A few minutes later, when he heard the roar of Japanese fighter planes leaving gradually disappeared, Zhou Zhihan and Yangguai stood up in their clothes and ensured safety, they rushed to rescue people frantically towards the bloody ocean bombarded by Japanese planes.

The jeep was still burning in the grass, and rolling black smoke came out. Another jeep was very close to the explosion area and was destroyed by shock waves. Fortunately, when the plane attacked that day, Vice Captain Zhao and six of them fell to the ground in time. Each of them suffered a slight bruise and was not seriously injured.

On the same day, Vice Captain Zhao and six others also ran to save the people. When they ran to the side of the bloody road, they were stunned for six or seven seconds, and then all bent down and knelt on the ground, vomiting loudly...

This blood-colored road is full of broken bones and rotten meat. Many wounded soldiers are crawling and asking for help, causing the rotten meat on the whole road to squirm...

The wailing sounds can be heard several miles away.

"I'm ri, you horse..."

Yang Guai cursed in the direction where the Japanese plane disappeared, and then he heard his weak crying voice!
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