City: Opening Awakening Dragon System

Zhou Cheng didn't show any panic. He calmly changed to an RPG and continued to aim at the enemy plane.

There is no doubt that in the face of the attack speed of a super RPG, the speed of a fighter is completely negligible.

Another fighter was hit.

This time Zhou Cheng aimed at the middle one of the relatively dense group of fighter jets. Therefore, the air shock wave caused by the huge explosion directly overturned several fighter jets around.

"One shot, seven chickens! Handsome!"

With the Qiankun ring, it is so convenient.

Seeing Zhou Cheng's RPG keep aiming, shooting, and fighter jets destroying and exploding, the Eastern Japanese were in a hurry.

"What's the situation? Why does this Huaxia have so many RPGs?"

"His RPG is too powerful. It is estimated that the RPG of the beautiful country cannot compare with him."

"Report to the captain, 37 of our fighter planes have been destroyed... Uh no, correct me, now it is 46, uh... need to correct again..."

On the aircraft carrier Chuyun, a middle-aged beautiful woman in her 30s was angrily reprimanding the strong men around her.

"You bunch of idiots, you can't even manage a yacht!"

"Idiots! They're all idiots!"

"First the armed helicopter was attacked, and then more than 500 carrier-based aircraft fired a salvo of missiles, but the yacht was not blown up!"

"It's all right now, 88 fighter jets of my Eastern Japanese Empire were destroyed by others..."

A strong man interrupted the beautiful woman: "Captain Sakura, not 88, 108 have been destroyed now!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman Okamoto Sakurako, as the star of hope of the Okamoto family, serves as the captain of the aircraft carrier Deyun in the military headquarters of the Eastern Japan.

"Bastard! Let all the fighters retreat quickly!"

"Hi!"

The ax -- 35 chickens, is the main carrier-based fighter that the Eastern Japanese Kingdom spent huge sums of money to vigorously introduce.

Now more than 100 planes have been knocked out at one time, making Sakurako Okamoto almost vomit blood.

And the number of battle losses continues to increase.

……

After shooting down a fighter jet again, Zhou Cheng's figure began to fall.

"1 minutes!"

"Uninterruptedly launching RPG, I can volley for 1 minute!"

"Results - 187 enemy planes!"

Suddenly, the roar of enemy planes launching missiles sounded.

"Want to take advantage of the gap between my fall?"

"MD, the Eastern Japanese Dog has indeed been circulating vicious blood genes!"

"Can a few hundred missiles do nothing?"

"Go to your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

"Holy—Thunder Fist!"

Zhou Cheng mobilized the lightning power of the thunder beads in his body, and punched the oncoming missile.

This scene stunned the Towa pilots in the fighter jets.

"Is this Chinese person so brave?"

"It's the first time I've seen someone block a missile with their fists! It's too long!"

"If you are a normal person, you should definitely think about how to avoid missiles, instead of hitting rocks with pebbles!"

"Uh! Why did that missile stop..."

"Why is there lightning on the missile? Is it purple lightning? Could it be that the speed is too fast, causing a lightning strike?"

"No way! There are no clouds here at all, and there is no possibility of thunder and lightning!"

"Uh... the missile was blown up by that kid..."

"Being self-inflicted, you can't live, this kid is dead... what? He, he, he... is not dead..."

The cognition of the Eastern Japanese people has been completely subverted. Is this Chinese person still a human being?

Not only did Zhou Cheng not die, he even stabilized his falling trend. At this time, he was standing directly on a missile—yes, he was standing on a missile. Sandbags to play.

Is there any reason for this?Is there still humanity?

Those missiles are the strongest air-to-air missiles in Eastern Japan!

It doesn't matter if you can't kill this Chinese man, but he is treated as a toy by others instead.

"Pfft—I'm so pissed off—puff—"

"Report, a pilot vomited blood..."