MTL - I Plunder Endlessly In the Interstellar Age-Chapter 47 fighter plane

But Bomen didn't die. The bullets passed through both cheeks, shattering several teeth, and he woke up in pain after three minutes of coma.

Feeling the constant loss of physical strength, Bomen also knew that something was wrong, he went to the fifth floor clutching his chest wound, and wanted to open the curtain first to ensure that the camp was safe.

But when he arrived, the curtain device had already been completely destroyed, and the fire outside was getting bigger and bigger.

The despairing Bomen collapsed on the ground, and he didn't have the strength to get up and go downstairs to command the enemy.

He regretted and hated at the same time, he never thought that the villain was hiding beside him, he was the one who put the camp in danger again, he deserved it...

Fortunately, Chen Han who arrived gave Bomen hope and told him everything that should be explained.

He knew very well that only Chen Han could save Baiyanhui, and he didn't want his years of hard work to be ruined by villains, and that scene happened just now.

"Boss Boss...I will avenge you..." Chen Han's voice trembled.

During the time he came to the camp, Bomen still took good care of him. Now seeing Bomen become like this, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

After receiving the key, Chen Han stopped talking, stood up and bowed, got into the Destroyer, and left the fifth floor.

Looking at Chen Han's back, Bomen showed a sad smile on his blood-stained face.

He had a premonition that Baiyan would flourish in this young man's hands, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it.

He touched his pocket, took out the cigarette case with only two cigarettes left, and Bomen took out one tremblingly as if he had found a treasure, and put it on it.

Listening to the ear-piercing chaos outside, Bomen's tears and blood flowed on his battered face, his heart hurt more than the wound on his body.

He has been a professional for half of his life, and he has had a good time, but now he can only lie in this kind of place waiting to die, which is sad.

No, this is not his style, he will die on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Bomen regained a little strength, lit the last cigarette, struggled to get up, leaned on the wall and wanted to walk to the place where he kept the mecha.

But before he could take a few steps, Bomen staggered and fell to the ground again, fainting...

There was already fighting outside, and as soon as Chen Han stepped out of the door of the defense building, he saw two fighter planes roaring past from low altitude.

When flying to the gate of the camp and the densely built area, it will also drop high-explosive bombs, and the bursts of explosions are made by this thing.

Chen Han was startled that two fighter planes were dispatched. As far as he knew, the Wusi League did not have such strength.

Fighter planes, chariots, and mechas are all controlled by pilots. They are of the same classification, but their types and equipment are completely different.

The five types of fighter planes and tanks are protection, assault, hyperactivity, assistance, and full equipment.

The basic durability of the protective type is relatively high, the armor is thick, and there is one less weapon slot. It can be equipped with an additional armor accessory. The battlefield positioning is shock and damage resistance.

The high-speed type has a very high basic speed, and can be equipped with an additional core accessory, but it cannot be equipped with armor accessories. It is very fragile. The battlefield positioning is high-speed assault, protecting the flanks.

The Assault type has an extra weapon slot, cannot be equipped with auxiliary accessories, the basic speed and durability are average, and the battlefield positioning is full output and frontal attack.

The support type has one less weapon slot, but it can be equipped with special accessories, such as jammers, scanners, etc. The battlefield positioning is to protect the target and control the area.

Normal weapon slots and normal accessory slots for the fully equipped type, you can go wherever you want on the battlefield.

The operation method is controlled by the control panel, and the neuron connection only serves as an auxiliary function to improve the accuracy, and the brainpower requirement will not be as high as that of mechas of the same level.

But in terms of operation, fighter jets have higher requirements for pilots and require longer training.

If you throw a fighter plane in front of Chen Han and let him drive it, he will definitely not be able to. He has never learned it, and he can't understand the control panel and dozens of indicator lights.

Moreover, the price of the fighter plane is ridiculously expensive, an ordinary night-class fighter plane can be sold for millions of star union coins.

This is related to the versatility of fighter jets. In addition to being equipped with magnetic energy engines, fighter jets above the revenge level also have anti-gravity engines, which have the ability to fight in outer space.

A group of powerful fighter planes can even pose a threat to battleships, and things that can be related to battleships will be expensive.

Chen Han could tell that the two fighters above were both night-class fighters, but he couldn't see the exact model.

Following several rounds of bombing by warplanes, the entire camp was engulfed in flames.

The Us League, which had been in ambush for a long time, led thousands of small and medium-sized forces to storm the gate of the camp. The dense missiles almost swept away the bunker.

The rebuilt sentry tower and gate were overwhelmed and collapsed again.

Hundreds of operators in charge of patrolling and defending fought desperately without anyone commanding them, guarding the front line with their bodies.

But as the enemy's mechs pressed up, the resistance of the operators seemed so weak that they tended to collapse.

"Don't mess around! Keep a good cover to defend! Our people will come over soon!" Chen Han shot a particle compression cold cannon and knocked out a melee mecha that was about to rush into the front line, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com opened the external amplifier and shouted .

At the same time, the anti-equipment energy cannon attached to the back also adjusted its angle to clear the firepower of the machine gun more than a hundred meters away. From now on, he is the battlefield commander.

Most of these operators had participated in the last defensive battle. They knew Chen Han and saw the main force present. Their morale was greatly boosted.

"Kill him! Kill him!" shouted Bach, the leader of the Uzmeng.

He looked to be about thirty years old, with short hair, no beard, and relatively handsome features. He was not a pilot, and he didn't even hold a gun. He was still walking with a cane in his right hand, and he limped when he walked.

The reason why he was able to become the leader of the U-Si League was because of the relatively easy-to-use head on his head, which could strategize and come up with all kinds of insidious tricks.

Coupled with the secret support of Huang Hai from the Aoshi Group, he was able to get money and mechs, which made him deeply rooted in the hearts of the Wusi League, and everyone obeyed.

Although Huang Hai just used him as a puppet, he was willing to be this puppet and wanted to be this puppet well.

Otherwise, as a person who has to walk with a cane, he might not even be able to eat in a place like the border.

Normally, he would not participate in battles. After all, he was inconvenient to move, so he arranged for a battlefield commander to remotely tell the battlefield commander what to do.

But tonight's battle is too important, maybe Huang Hai will kill him, and he has to go out personally...

Although it was night, Chen Han's prison-level mecha was still conspicuous under the light of the fire.

In the next second, six or seven missiles of various types flew from a distance, making bursts of piercing sound, completely blocking Chen Han's position.

"Damn it!" Chen Han cursed secretly, gave up aiming, turned around and jumped into the nearby bunker and squatted down. All the missiles exploded near the explosion-proof pit, and sand flew everywhere.