Bright Sword: Opening Super God Sniper

A fleet of sixty J-5s is like a booby foraging at sea.

And the large number of troop carriers outside the Tanggu wharf is like a school of sardines.

One by one, the J-5s dived down in an almost vertical state like a booby fishing.

Anti-aircraft fire on the ground, frantically unfolding interception.

Unfortunately, these anti-aircraft fires were too dispersed to provide effective protection for the troop carriers below.

The anti-aircraft fire of the little devils is full of gaps, so it does not cause much psychological pressure on these J-5 fighter divisions at all.

The fighters that dived down, rushing to the troop carriers below, opened their flaps to control their dive speed.

At this time, Ye Ming, who happened to kill King Hatohiko of Chaoxiang Palace, did not shift his position.

Now the outside is full of the sound of anti-aircraft fire, and Barrett’s voice, although loud, is not as big as real artillery.

Therefore, Ye Ming was not worried that when he shot, he would be exposed because of the sound.

At this moment, he was in the room with Monk Wei, watching the J-5s rushing towards the troop carriers below.

The speed of the J-5 is extremely fast, two kilometers high, as if it is only in the blink of an eye.

But soon, Ye Ming’s brows furrowed.

A fighter that dived into the troop carrier was only about 500 meters above it, and its wing and fuselage were repeatedly hit by anti-aircraft machine guns.

Fortunately, the J-5 fighter uses composite gold armor almost all over the body, light weight, but the defense is very strong, not to mention the little devil’s Type 92 heavy machine gun, even if it is a 12.7 mm heavy machine gun, it is difficult to penetrate.

In fact, at the moment, the fifteen-mm anti-aircraft machine gun that the little devil erected on the troop carrier, although it could barely penetrate the armor of the J-5, was actually not very damaged.

The fighter division of the J-5 that rushed down was completely indifferent to the attack of the little devil, and when it was still three hundred meters away from the little devil’s troop carrier, it directly pressed the button to drop the bomb.

Under the wings, two hardpoints near the belly of the aircraft directly released the bomb.

With the speed of the fighter rushing down, two bombs with five hundred attacks, one after the other, fell at a faster speed towards the little devil’s troop carrier.

At the same time, the fighter division that completed the bomb drop pulled up the control stick almost at the fastest speed, and the J-5 fighter that dived down quickly raised the nose.

Below the belly, the troop carrier, which had been moored, could not evade at all.

At the first moment when the fighter flew flat, the battle that fell down, and at the same time hit this troop carrier.

With a huge impact, two bombs, one through the top of the middle of the ship, the other through the deck of the aft end.

The next moment, a violent explosion blew the multi-ton troop carrier into three knots.

The troop carrier did not have the thick armor of a warship at all, and the skin was thin and large, and it could not stop the attack of 500 kilograms of aerial bombs at all.

The first J-5 combat of the completed attack, the moment it turned to level flight, directly opened the afterburner, and the throttle valve was also pushed to the maximum output.

The fighter division glanced at the rearview mirror, the personnel carrier that was blown into three knots, accompanied by a huge column of fire spewed out of the tail nozzle, and then a huge push back feeling came, and the speed of the J-5 fighter broke through to thousands of kilometers per hour in one breath.

This made many of the air defense positions that saw this completed attack and were about to adjust their direction to shoot it down, all stunned to see the fighter that quickly disappeared into their eyes.

Fortunately, the bombed troop carrier did not carry much weapons and ammunition, and the falling bombs did not detonate any explosives.

This allowed most of the thousands of little devils on the boat to survive, and these people took the boat and swam towards the shore.

And the next attack is even more amazing.

A large number of bombs fell on the ship, or on the sea.

A moving troop carrier, in order to dodge the falling bombs, hurriedly turned, and as a result, it collided with another troop carrier on the side, and the bow knocked the hull of another troop carrier out of a large hole of more than ten meters.

However, a J-5 fighter with bad luck was nearly lost by an anti-aircraft gun, and a large amount of shrapnel penetrated the cockpit of the cockpit, and the pilot was covered in blood.

Ye Ming, who saw this scene with his own eyes, closed his eyes a little uncomfortably.

This is obviously not alive, but on the battlefield, it is like this, you come and go, there are no undead.

However, this pilot, still gritting his teeth, regardless of the large amount of blood flowing out of his moon before the war, clenched the control stick, and turned on afterburner, pushing the throttle valve to the end, and the nose was aimed at the light cruiser on the surface of the sea of the little devil.

This cruiser was the lead ship of the Little Devil Light Cruiser Ball Mill class, the Ball Mill, with a displacement of almost six thousand tons.

Just now, a 140-mm main gun on the Ball Mill made a meritorious service, and the shells aimed at the fighter really hit the plane with smoke.

The captain finally showed a smile, but soon the smile froze.

The damaged fighter came over to the Ball Mill, faster and faster.

At this moment, Ye Ming, who was far away in the British concession, saw this scene and put down the telescope in his hand with some pain.

He had already seen that the young face of the pilot who had removed the oxygen mask was stained with his own blood, but his murderous gaze was still staring at the Bulbula in front of him, as if he was about to choose someone.

Ye Ming knew him, or rather, every pilot who successfully graduated in the first batch, he knew him.

The pilot of this J-25 fighter, called Zhou Bin, is not a college student, nor has any specialties, just an eighteen-year-old young man, because his eyes are particularly good, so he became one of the first pilots.

Zhou Bin’s parents were killed by the little devil during the little devil’s sweep a year ago, and his two sisters were also insulted and died by the little devil.

For the hatred of the little devil, Zhou Bin is one of the strongest people.

“Headmaster, I want to fight the devil.”

This is the only thing Zhou Bin said to Ye Ming, and at this moment, this sentence was clearly presented in Ye Ming’s mind.

The next moment, at the same time as Ye Ming’s tears came out, the J-5 fighter No. 25 crashed into the starboard side of the Ball Mill like a missile.

With an earth-shattering explosion, the hull of the Ball Mill was lifted high from the sea, and then sat down heavily, the hull was broken in two, followed by another huge explosion, the ammunition depot and fuel depot were detonated, and the cruiser of nearly six thousand tons completely turned into a large fireball burning on the sea. _

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