"Hey! Boy, what's your attitude? Can't you just say something?"
Lin Mo's eyes moved over and saw a bald black man almost two meters tall who was following his bodyguard captain "Yaksha" with big eyes and small eyes. There was also a thin young man standing next to him with a smile. Yingying greeted herself...
This is a pilot from the hangar next door. He arrived earlier than Lin Mo. He is also a pilot from the same camp as the government forces.
Both parties speak English, the international lingua franca, so pilots, bodyguards, engineers, and "demon hunters" all have no pressure. There are almost no people here with a bachelor's degree or below.
"Hello!"
Lin Mo completely ignored "Yaksha" who was confronting the opponent's bodyguard leader. The air between the two thug-like guys seemed to be turning to plasma at any time.
"I am 'Yuri', from Australia, intermediate second class"
The other person has light blond hair, a bit of laziness between his eyebrows and a faint smile like a boy next door, which is completely in line with the natural capital of seducing girls.
"I'm from China! Just one week ago, um, I was in the eighth level of elementary school."
Lin Mo never talks much.
After informing them of their code names, nationality and qualifications, the two parties became acquainted and were no longer just acquaintances.
"Eighth-class pilot, eh! You will soon be promoted to intermediate-level sixth-class or above. I'm looking forward to it. Your mission today seems to have gone very smoothly. It only took less than fifteen minutes to come back."
"The two people I met were all rookies, so it's not interesting! If I meet opponents like this in the future, I think I should go back."
Dealing with rookies really made Lin Mo feel very boring. Instead of slaughtering the cow, he chopped the chicken to pieces. Two engineers from the National Defense Star planned to spray-paint five-pointed stars on Lin Mo's fighter jet, but he stopped him. , bullying such civilians who have no fighting ability is really unfulfilling.
"Oh?! Don't worry, you will meet powerful guys. You are really lucky. You can meet two rookies in a row. When I was in the rookie group, I met all very tough veterans, and even There was an eagle. He almost died."
In the slang specifically for pilots, bird refers to a pilot, rookie refers to an ordinary mediocre player, veterans are usually guys with rich combat experience, and eagles represent aerial combat aces.
This guy actually knocked down an ace, I really can't tell.
Lin Mo couldn't help but look at the other person one more time.
Only ace can kill ace, no exceptions.
The air combat ace ace in this world and the dragon knight general in another world who is higher than the dragon knight. Which one is not a mature and experienced guy, there is no way that the newcomers will have the opportunity to be kicked into the ditch.
"Take some time to hang out?"
"Yuri" is also interested in Lin Mo.
"That's a good idea. I'm free in the afternoon!" Lin Mo readily agreed to "Yuri"'s proposal.
"Great, it's settled, don't cry if you lose." "Yuri" had a sunny smile on his face, quite like a star. It fully proved the famous saying that pilots are all handsome guys.
"hehe"
Lin Mo smiled. If he could kill the ace guy, he must be qualified to become his opponent. This trip was not in vain.
If the standard of the current contestants in "Abyss Nirvana" is so low, Lin Mo will definitely express his contempt.
While the two pilots were talking, the black bodyguard of "Yuri" and the "Yaksha" on Lin Mo's side had a tense confrontation.
"Asshole, why are you staring? Do you want to fight?"
With a sturdy back and muscles all over his body, the bald black man glared at "Yaksha" without showing any signs of weakness. As "Yuri"'s full-time bodyguard and his employer's bodyguard, Malcolm Ali felt it was necessary to give the neighbor next door a good fuck.
a lesson.
"It's amazing how dark you are. Who is afraid of whom?"
Like Lin Mo's "Dark Night", the army where "Yaksha" belongs has never been a place that talks about benevolence and morality.
The one with the toughest fist is the boss, and this law remains unchanged for thousands of years.
"Then come on!"
The bald black man turned out to be violent. He pulled out his fist after a few words and hit "Yaksha" on the head with strong wind.
"Yaksha" was not weak at all and blocked the fist of the bald black man Malcolm Ali with one hand, and kicked him out directly on the knee of Malcolm Ali.
Malcolm Ali let out a weird howl in pain, and the guy opposite him actually moved his foot quietly, without even moving his eyes. His body tilted over involuntarily, and suddenly he received a heavy blow to his temple, which hit his entire body.
The body weighing more than 100 kilograms flew directly out.
After retracting the sudden elbow strike, "Yaksha" sneered disdainfully: "You are so big, I will knock you off my feet."
The most elite internal security force in the country that protects national leaders. They have experienced the most traditional and top martial arts training in the country. They have mastered Xingyi, Bagua and Tai Chi internal kung fu, and assembled the killing moves of multiple martial arts. As soon as they take action, they will directly
Put down this bald black man.
The melee combat capability of the "Demon Hunter" team that focuses on defense is often a bit stronger than the main offensive force of "Dark Night".
Shaking his dizzy head, as if his brain was about to explode, and enduring a burst of unexplained nausea, Malcolm Ali said, "You bastard, I'm going to kill you."
This guy's physique is really like that of an ox. "Yaksha" didn't expect this guy to be so rough and thick. According to his estimation, at least this guy should be lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.
Can get up and yell.
"Ali! Ali! Are you okay?"
"If you dare to hit our boss, you bastard, you're dead."
"Guys, fuck this guy, beat him."
When the bodyguard team in the hangar next door heard their boss's roar, they all ran out to check the situation, only to see that their boss, bodyguard captain Malcolm Ali, had just been knocked to the ground by a short yellow man.
This was like poking a hornet's nest, the boss was knocked out, and their younger brothers also felt in danger.
A group of black people, all heavy-backed, rushed towards the "Yaksha" howling without saying a word, intending to take advantage of the large number of people to beat the Chinese soldier to the ground and avenge their boss.
"Hey! A group fight? Okay, my hands are itchy, brothers, come on!"
As the number two figure in the "Demon Hunter", "Shura" saw the neighbors next door running towards them in a menacing manner, waved his fist and roared.
The "Demon Hunters" who were working in various corners put down their work without hesitation and rushed over without saying a word.
During the overseas mission of Tiangao Emperor Yuan, the "Demon Hunter" team was more or less lax, and they would not sell out to these old gangsters.
A massive group fight broke out.
Lin Mo and his next door neighbor "Yuri" reached a friendly agreement for a duel in the afternoon.
It was just a friendly duel without live ammunition, but the two security guards were engaged in a savage and ferocious hand-to-hand fight.
Fortunately, this is Syria. As long as it does not harm the national interests, no matter what happens, we will not write a letter of apology or suffer confinement.
"Okay, 'Yaksha', let's go back! I have a friendly match with Mr. 'Yuri' in the afternoon."
"Ali, get ready to work, stop playing."
Without exception, the two pilots ignored the two groups of people fighting together.
"Oh, okay, boss, this yellow-skinned monkey is too arrogant. I'll take care of him first. Oops! Give me another punch."
Malcolm Ali, who was put down on the ground again, shouted.
"Gone! 'Yaksha'!"
Lin Mo had no interest in getting involved in this child's play, but a battle between men. He could easily defeat an entire team of "Demon Hunters" by himself, and he didn't care at all about this low-level melee.
"yes!"
After being punched on the cheek, the slightly red and swollen "Yaksha" took the opportunity to knock down the bald black man again, turned around and left.
It was just a fight. Although the fists were very close to the flesh, both sides mastered very skilled fighting skills and could move freely. No one made a fatal blow, and the injuries sustained were only superficial injuries, with almost no injuries to the muscles or bones.
If you are really beaten, just stay next door, don't join the war, just fight every day, it will only benefit others in the end.
The two pilots walked back each other, and the huffing and fighting group immediately fell apart and dispersed automatically, each with a bruised nose and a swollen face, glaring fiercely at the other.
All in all, the "Demon Hunter" team had a lot of advantages here. Even if there were injuries, they were much less than the opponent's.
Fighting alone does not show the level of the "Demon Hunter" warriors at all. If it were a life and death fight, I am afraid that in less than twenty seconds, "Yuri"'s team of bodyguards would be dead on the ground.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Mo's X-1 slid onto the runway.
It was not alone. There was another fighter jet behind it, fifty meters away.
The organizers of "Abyss Nirvana" happily approved the internal fight between Lin Mo and "Yuri" and even sponsored each person with 10 points, which is a ton of fuel.
For internal challenges, the organizers welcome them, which means that they can have one more opportunity to be a banker and take bets. If you don’t make money, why not do it.
The X-1 forward-swept wing fighter took off first, and its aerodynamic layout was simply too advantageous.
Without using any cheating or special plug-ins, the X-1 can be used almost directly as a carrier-based aircraft, and the "Monster" that is still on the defense star and can take off and land vertically is a perfect match for a carrier-based aircraft.
"What's the hit rate of your aircraft cannon on 'No. 13'?"
The "Yuri" fighter glided about 200 meters longer than the X-1 forward-swept wing fighter before pulling up its nose and leaving the ground.
"The hit rate is 80%, what about you?"
Lin Mo randomly reported a number, and the actual hit rate of his aircraft cannon was obviously higher than this number.
"So high? How is it possible?"
"Yuri" hesitated for a moment. Five out of ten in aerial combat was already terrible. How could it be 80%?
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