"Our purpose in the past was to find the king Jing to use the knife. Now the king's power is under our noses. Of course, we have to harass him."

After patting the fuselage, Lin Fan pointed to the transport vehicle in front of him: "passing by at a low altitude, we are good at harassing."

Long guessed that it would be such a result, Lian should sound control aircraft descent, to the transport fleet in front of the past.

At this time, Wang Ye, who was in the transport vehicle, suddenly frowned.

In his heart, he felt as if he didn't know why.

"Long distance bus ride is very tiring, and it's normal not to get used to it."

The soldier sitting on the opposite side thought it was uncomfortable when he saw Wang's bad face. He immediately handed the kettle to him: "drink water, it will be more comfortable."

"Thank you. I don't need it."

Wang continued to think about the whole process. Which link was wrong?

He is a Taoist family. Although he has learned Buddhism, it does not mean that he put the cart before the horse. In the final analysis, he still focuses on Taoism.

Taoists pay attention to the heart with the desire, now the bad feeling, there must be something wrong.

All of a sudden, bursts of bang bang sound, and this is also let Wang Ye's heart sink: "what happened?"

"Wang is also a Taoist priest. If the enemy attacks, there will be attacks."

The soldiers who had gone out to check the situation came back and yelled, "there was a fighter plane diving towards us, and the people above were shooting at us."

"What are you doing? Give me a counterattack."

Hearing that something really happened, Wang also said with a gloomy face: "take out your weapons and shoot down the plane for me."

Soldier:

"What? Can't you do that? " Seeing the soldier froze, Wang also scolded: "can't fight. Plane, still need me to teach you?"

"Taoist Wang, isn't that good?"

Looking at Wang Ye with sweat, the soldier said cautiously, "the plane flies so fast that we can't hit at all. Besides, our guns are..."

"If you can't hit me, hit me hard, hit me down."

The feeling in the heart is more and more wrong, Wang also drinks to curse a way: "still Leng to do what, still don't go out to fight?"

The soldier wanted to retort and say something, but afraid of Wang Ye's identity, he didn't dare to make a sound, so he said, "yes, we're going to fight the plane now."

"Come on, I'll supervise you. Don't think I don't know what you think."

Cold hum a, Wang also rate to go out, hands do a sound like, and then air transport Dantian: "everyone to me dry up, pick up your hands of the gun, hit the plane down."

"What? Fight. Plane? How? "

"Don't you hear me? The Taoist priest asked us to fight with our hands. Bah, let's fight with guns. "

"How can I fight this? It's a waste of bullets, a waste of our energy. "

One after another murmured incessantly, but because of Wang Ye's identity, he could only murmur in his heart.

One after another picked up the guns in their hands, and then fired at the plane in the sky. Bursts of dada sound, aircraft roaring sound.

"Mr. Shura, they fought back."

Seeing the soldiers below, Lian hummed: "there are no heavy weapons, only light weapons. It's impossible to deal with airplanes."

"They are also helpless, who let the car just have a strong one."

When the plane passed by, Lin fan saw the man in Daopao on the front of a transport vehicle: "paralyzed, I said I would definitely meet again. It is not surprising that the enemy is narrow."

Last time, he was very embarrassed by the Taoist robe man. Although he finally learned the Vajra palm, he still suffered a little injury. Now that he has met his enemy and is still in an advantageous situation, he has to do it hard.

"Leanne, a low-level strafe. I'm going to kill that smelly Taoist."