The new super cute from Meiman

Chapter 96

"He's there, chase him!" Fisher, who was running all the way, kept bending and lowering his head as he walked through one Fokker fighter after another. German soldiers, but this did not prevent him from checking the planes one by one, because the pursuers behind did not dare to shoot at these fighters of their own.

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"Why haven't you killed this guy yet!"

Ludendorff, who stretched out his thighs to be handled by the medical soldiers, angrily dropped the binoculars, "What the hell, why did the country become like this!"

It must be the fault of the world to be beaten by Britain and France in Europe, and to be assassinated by Osman when he came to Osman, obviously becoming the director of the army, with power on his side, and taking on the mission of saving the empire in times of crisis!

"Sir, the Stormtroopers didn't catch up with those guys who drove away, but blocked one at the airport!"

"What, the Storm Commando is the elite force of our country, even the Storm Commando is not afraid, this is not an ordinary spy, it must be a professional assassin sent by the UK, and must punch hard!"

A German officer stood up and complained.

"Sir, with all due respect, with insects like the Ottomans, how can we win this battle!"

"You don't understand high-level affairs, you just need to understand that we need the Ottomans!" Although Ludendorff also dislikes the Turks, compared with the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the performance of the Ottoman Turkey is also remarkable.

"The top priority now is to eliminate this group of daring assassins!" Ludendorff looked towards the airport where gunshots were heard in the distance, with a solemn expression.

"Hey, poor simulation!" A storm commando soldier took down the magazine that had been filled with bullets and shouted, and then a comrade behind him threw a round magazine to him.

It's just that before he could replace the magazine, a grenade emitting green smoke was thrown over.

"Ghanat!"

The exploding shrapnel mixed with blood splattered everywhere, and along the way, an innocent Fokker fighter jet was blown to pieces.

Before the smoke cleared, the German soldiers and Ottoman soldiers raised their guns again, and when they were about to shoot, the chug of the Maxim machine gun pushed them back again.

Seeing the battered fighter jets battered by bullets, several Ottoman officers who participated in the battle burst into tears of distress.

This is a deadly expensive triplane, not a monoplane that the Germans don't want, please don't shoot it!

Fortunately, the gunfire only lasted for a while, and then stopped again, but this time the Germans had learned their skills and did not rush forward. Instead, they hid behind sandbags and bunkers, and watched vigilantly at the hangar a hundred meters away.

Fisher dropped the stuck Air Maxim, and looked around with a headache. He had carried Steve out before, and was about to drive away, but the other party begged him to come and steal it from him. Notes, and said a lot of things like saving countless lives, this kind of empty talk is farting to Fisher, and then Steve used affectionate gaze, as a gender male, loves women Racist, Fisher naturally couldn't bear Steve's hot eyes, so he could only sigh, and then let the Arab guerrillas retreat along the way they came, and he set foot on the opposite road without hesitation.

"Mr. Lawrence, you are a hero!" Steve, whose nose was swollen and bloody, was full of respect.

"I don't want to be a hero at all!" Although he said so, Fisher still felt a sense of pride in his heart.

However, after he got the notebook and was besieged, the pride disappeared in an instant, leaving only Wang Defa with his mind full!

Surrounded on all sides, with no ammunition and food, it seems that Fisher can only survive by surrendering, but Fisher does not want to be a prisoner of the Germans at all, except for the federal fat house, even if he was a German equipment enthusiast in his previous life , but it's just a hobby!

Since you can't walk on the ground, you can only go to the sky!

Looking at the brand-new dr1 triplane with one machine gun missing behind his buttocks, Fisher had a bold idea. He had inspected the plane, it was full of ammunition and fuel, and the two aviation Maxims were still fired. He tore it apart, why not use this to escape!

In fact, as a rich second generation with a mountain in his backyard, Fisher is no stranger to all kinds of aircraft. His family’s farm in Texas has a four-door 20-gun Mustang fighter jet, a Spitfire fighter jet, and even a There is a Sopwith F.1 biplane. These planes are collected by Fisher’s father and have been carefully maintained. Naturally, Fisher can drive these planes around from time to time, even when he is not in the army. He got his flight license before, and after arriving in the world of Ace Combat, he learned to pilot a bunch of other fighter jets. Although he can't reach the level of tigger, he is still qualified to be an ordinary veteran. Ten thousand or hundreds of thousands of custom-made suits are much more handsome.

"Why haven't you taken that guy yet!" Ludendorff was furious when he heard the gunshots stop, and limped to the front line. Just as he was about to spit at the commander's collar, he suddenly heard a burst The sound of treading.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump!" Fisher, who put on his goggles and leather jacket, hummed a little tune and started the engine of the dr1. With the smoke rising, the nearly six-meter-long triplane turned flexibly. Make a bend and drive out from the exit of the hangar.

"I..." Seeing the red-painted triplane swaggering out of the hangar, Ludendorff felt the blood rushing to his head, and the other party just swaggered away?

"Shoot him down, shoot him down!"

The German soldiers, who had just woken up from a dream, picked up their rifles and fired at Fisher, who had already run more than 200 meters, but the flying bullets seemed to hit the air.Not only did he fail to hit the opponent, but instead made the opponent run faster, almost flying into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Catch me, chase me!"

"Sir, let's go!" Ludendorff, who was still in a brainless rage, was suddenly pushed down by the adjutant beside him, and then the bullets that fell from the sky smashed the adjutant into a sieve.

Ludendorff, whose face was splattered with blood, could only watch the triplane staggered away while firing and strafing the ground. Then he was so angry that he fainted.

"Now, let me see where I should fly!" After manipulating the plane into the clouds, Fisher lowered his head and took out the map, preparing to find a route back to Cairo. Because there was no satellite guidance, the electronic device he was carrying The map is useless, so we can only rely on the most primitive navigation method, but what Fisher didn't realize is that the map should fly south, and he controls the plane all the way west, which is the direction of the Mediterranean Sea!

(End of this chapter)