Chapter 1741, I'm going to Tokyo(2/5)
What? Cruise speed? Economic speed? Nothing.
Speed me up!
The speed soared directly to more than 660 kilometers!
I want to make the Japanese Type 97 fighter jets not even see the taillights of my car...
Oh, no.
It's my tail.
With one kick to the accelerator, you will be thrown away eighteen streets.
Ha ha!
accelerate.
Feeling surging motivation.
After all, it is a 1300 horsepower engine!
The BA-65's engine has only 1,000 horsepower, which is already very strong.
The Japanese Type 97 fighter has only about 600 horsepower. The difference between the two sides is exactly twice!
This is the real power flying brick.
What acceleration, what climb, what maneuver is not the same level at all.
Trolley.
Off the ground.
Climb.
Very strong sense of pushing back.
I have never had any fighter jets before, let alone bombers.
I thought of a word: pulling onions onions in dry land.
Continue to pull the rod.
Want to give yourself a vertical takeoff.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work.
There is a maximum climb angle.
It is to protect the pilots from losing control.
1000 meters...
2000 meters...
3000 meters...
It came up easily.
The speed is very fast. The engine seems to have not started to work hard yet.
Look at the speedometer. It's only in its early 300s.
Alas, it's too far.
accelerate!
accelerate!
Blow me up!
The engine horsepower is increased to the limit.
Finally, the speedometer exceeded 600. This is an unprecedented new height.
No plane that Zhang Yong drove before had exceeded 600 kilometers, or even more than 550 kilometers.
The maximum speed of BA-65 is about 450. When it reaches its limit, it is only 500. Moreover, it cannot be maintained for a long time.
Wow!
The highway is cool!
No wonder Chen Shanben likes speeding so much.
The Germans really have special talents in mechanical manufacturing.
I can always come up with some new tricks...
The target is approaching.
The distance is less than 100 kilometers.
At the speed of both sides, you will encounter it in a few minutes.
Reduce speed?
Of course not.
Adjust the course slightly. Fly past the Japanese fighter jets. Then circle and bite the tail.
Like an arm to use fingers.
Silk lubricating.
The engine is powerful and all kinds of maneuvers are easy to move.
The Japanese Type 97 fighter jet did not discover it. It was not until the distance between the two sides was only 300 meters. The Japanese pilot realized that something was wrong. An enemy plane was approaching behind.
“Baga…”
"Why?"
I turned around in a panic and found a very eye-catching orange fighter.
Just behind yourself.
It's about to open fire.
Because it was too eye-catching, the Japanese pilot almost suspected that he had read it wrong.
Weird. How could there be an orange-painted plane?
"Baga!"
“How did it come about?”
"ah……"
The Japanese pilot was shocked and anxious.
Damn it!
No defense at all!
Just bit the tail quietly. The other party came too quickly.
Without thinking, I immediately put the rod and dive desperately, trying to escape the shooting from behind. I hope the other party is a rookie...
However……
“Bangbangbang…”
“Bangbangbang…”
Zhang Yong opened fire.
A series of cannons passed by.
The Japanese fighter jets quickly turned into pieces.
It's like a celestial girl scattering flowers.
After all, the machine cannon is a machine cannon. What is shot out is a shell and will explode.
It has much more damage than the direct penetration of a bullet.
The Japanese fighter planes were easily torn apart.
The red dots disappear.
【Destroy Target: 1】
【You get 30% of the target value as an additional reward】
There are prompts for the system.
Zhang Yong briefly checked it out.
Sure enough, there are 30,000 more white oceans in the carry-on space.
It's so happy.
It's cool.
To be continued...