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Chapter Thirty-Three: Slag with a Combat Power of 5(2/2)

When the debris was destroyed, the system had to call the auxiliary camera to make up for it, but the image quality was obviously much worse.

"Ugh!"

My teeth collided violently and I accidentally bit them into pieces. For a moment, my mouth was filled with the choking smell of blood, and it hurt like hell.

The huge head of a [Yak] poked out the smoke from the explosion, and the thick barrel of the same 30mm-caliber armored machine gun poked out, pointing at me provocatively.

"cut!"

I felt that my eyes were red from the stimulation, and I desperately dragged the armored machine gun across, almost touching the opponent's muzzle and firing.

"Da da da"

“Tuk tuk tuk”

The lines of fire crossed, and both aircraft took in a lot of shells. A large number of armor fragments flew out, and complex trails were drawn out one after another, swinging across each other.

But the attack effect is completely different.

[Jacques]'s armor plate is a "hamburger" made of fiberglass, synthetic rubber, aluminum alloy and high-hardness steel plates. The protection is said to be comparable to a 13-centimeter rolled steel plate, compared to only eight centimeters.

The [Garand] made of high-strength armor steel is much inferior.

So this time I suffered a big loss against her. Her body was penetrated a lot, and even the oxygen supply pipe was blown away. I almost fainted from suffocation, but the opponent's posture was just a little out of balance. After slightly correcting the trajectory, they immediately joined forces.

The wingman came over again.

I was so angry and anxious, coupled with the excruciating pain in my tooth socket, that I almost went crazy.

"If you come again, I won't believe today..."
Chapter completed!
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