Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1108 The last blow

All the pilots of the F22 fighter, except for Van Helsing, saw this scene of the end of the world as depicted in the Bible, and their hearts rose to their throats again.

Hundreds of ferocious flying dragons broke through the clouds through the crack in the sky that seemed to be connected to a different time and space.

The hovering figure was so huge that it looked like a swarm of locusts covering the sky from a distance.

The dragons fell with their wings spread, their teeth gleaming in the light of the fire, and the scene looked terribly terrifying.

The giant dragons that appeared this time, no matter what color they were, were all covered in raging flames without exception, so that the entire sky was almost on fire.

This sense of powerlessness that is approaching death makes anyone despair.

"WhattTheFxxk! What to do!"

A fighter pilot muttered an expletive to himself.

"X fucking! These ugly bastards won't let us retreat!"

The captain of the Fifth Squadron was the first to turn his head around, and then shouted at his team members: "All brothers obey orders, work together, and wipe out all these monsters before we go!"

Fan Helsing, who finally heard his captain yelling this time, froze again.

"No! Please obey the mothership's command!"

Fan Helsing came back to his senses, and immediately blurted out a shout.

But at this time all the F22 fighter pilots chose to ignore the retreat order.

They struggled to straighten the nose of the aircraft and climbed up, and fired fiercely at the dragons from above and below.

In addition to Van Helsing, there were a total of 32 F22 fighter jets, and none of them escaped.

"Hahaha, brothers, today we kill these little bugs for future brothers, and tomorrow our brothers will bomb Tokyo into ruins."

"Come on, girls, come and taste my flame whip!"

"Oh yeah, watch me volley and send all these chicks back to outer space."

The laughing voices of the young pilots of the F22 fighter group kept coming out of their ears, but Van Helsing only felt sad and wanted to cry when he heard their words.

"Please! Go back quickly!"

Fan Helsing cried out with tears in his eyes.

He watched as everyone's fighter jets fired into nothingness, then lost control and fell into the sea.

"Go back quickly, go back to the fleet quickly! We will fly back at supersonic speed, and we will definitely be able to get rid of any enemies!"

It's a pity that Van Helsing's heartfelt cry was completely submerged in the passionate fighting will of other comrades-in-arms.

(End of this chapter)