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Chapter 289(2/2)

"Ugh...that's fucking spectacular!"

I had always heard people say how spectacular the zombie swarm was. At that time, I still didn’t believe it. I had seen millions of zombies. What kind of spectacular scene had I not seen? But what I saw now was completely overturned.

People's understanding of zombie groups, you will never understand Peng Feiran's current mood.

In addition to shock, there was more fear.

There are really too many zombies. From high in the sky, you can't even see the edge, especially in the flat wasteland, it seems like they are covered with a layer of black stuff. The huge tide of zombies, they are moving.

At that time, one wave followed another, exactly like the waves of the ocean.

In no time, they jointly made a throat-shaking sound of "Woo-Woo", which reached to the sky and was horrifying.

Now Peng Feiran finally understands why the pilots in charge of patrols always look bad and pale whenever they return to the base. When asked about them, they always shake their heads with a wry smile. But at that time, Peng Feiran

Fei Ran, you can clearly see the panic hidden in their eyes, the fear of something.

"Faced with such a swarm of zombies, no matter how strong-willed a person is, he will feel scared, right?"

The zombies below were also aware of the huge roar when hundreds of fighter planes appeared. They immediately became impatient and restless, like ferocious beasts that were stimulated, baring their teeth and claws, as if they were about to destroy the sky.

They tore things off and chewed them to pieces with their teeth.

But this is impossible. The current altitude of the fighter plane is flying at an absolutely safe altitude known by the Chamber of Commerce for zombie attacks. Even the electric zombies with the longest known range cannot attack the fighter plane at an altitude of 3,000 meters.

What's more, the fighter planes are still in the sky, still more than ten kilometers away from them.

More than ten kilometers, for a fighter plane, the distance is really not worth mentioning, but in the blink of an eye, it has appeared above the sea of ​​zombies.

"Attention all units, deploy your formations, and be sure to set your respective attack areas."

Peng Feiran suppressed the panic that had just arisen in him and tried hard to make his voice sound without any fluctuation. He could not affect the members of the formation. According to the plan that had been practiced several times before, facing these zombies, there was no need to

What a tactic, all the pilots need to do is to throw away all the missiles and aerial bombs on the fighter plane, return to replenish ammunition, take off, and return to the battlefield again.

Yes, it's very simple and doesn't even require any flying attack skills.

After receiving Peng Feiran's order, the originally trapezoidal formation suddenly dispersed quickly in the air. Then, like flying swallows, it suddenly pressed the nose of the aircraft and swooped down. The hanging missiles had already left the aircraft one after another.

After the propeller started working, the wing plunged headlong into the sea-like group of zombies below.
Chapter completed!
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