22: Chapter 22 Today, it's either a separation of life or death!

Zhou Xiaoyi dared not retort.

Because just a moment ago, she had really almost hit her own people.

If she had actually hit them, she would definitely have had to face a military tribunal.

So, she immediately piloted the plane and flew elsewhere.

The plane she was piloting was a fighter jet, a single-seater.

She made a wide circle and left Bazi Bridge.

Subsequently, from the plane, she saw constant artillery fire below.

Bombs were continuously erupting into brilliant sparks on the ground.

Zhou Xiaoyi clearly saw that it was a five-story building over there.

The bombs were all being dropped around the building.

"No way, this aim is too inaccurate, right?"

Zhou Xiaoyi watched the bombs explode for a long time, yet they hadn't caused much damage to that building.

She piloted the plane, preparing to fly over and take a look.

As soon as she got close, countless sounds of objects piercing the air flew toward the plane she was in.

Zhou Xiaoyi only felt the plane shake violently, and then she smelled a burnt odor.

Immediately after, the plane's windshield canopy shattered, and the plane unexpectedly spiraled out of control toward the ground.

"Ah, help!"

Zhou Xiaoyi panicked completely.

She hadn't even figured out what was going on, and she was already crashing.

At this moment, below, one could see a plane emitting flames and black smoke, crashing toward the ground.

With a loud boom.

[You have died.]

[Mission: Assist in bombing the Naval Headquarters completed; Bombing the Japanese Invaders' warships in the Huangpu River incomplete; Assist in ground attacks incomplete. Enemy kills: 0.]

[Although you were slacking off the entire time, you did attract some firepower, which is commendable. Game Rating: 60.]

Zhou Xiaoyi stared at the game-over screen in front of her, completely bewildered.

"Wait, guys, what happened? How did I die?"

Zhou Xiaoyi asked, her face somewhat pale.

The audience in the livestream room quickly told her the cause of death.

"Ah? There are anti-aircraft weapons?"

The audience was speechless upon hearing Zhou Xiaoyi's words.

That was obvious.

How could such an important place as the Naval Headquarters not have anti-aircraft weapons?

Not to mention that there were enemy warships not far away, and the naval guns on them were not just for show.

"Guys, I'm not the one who crashed the fastest, right?"

Zhou Xiaoyi suddenly blurted out.

"Hahaha, you aren't; someone died faster than you."

"I saw that someone has already cleared the level; the mission difficulty of this new dungeon doesn't seem to be very high."

"Indeed, Sister Yi, if you hadn't run in front of their headquarters to throw your life away, you probably would have passed this dungeon."

Seeing that she indeed wasn't the first to crash, Zhou Xiaoyi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If she had been the first to crash, it would have been a dark history for a lifetime.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyi checked the time and, realizing it was getting late, immediately spoke up.

"Alright, guys, it's getting late today, I'm ending the stream."

After saying that, Zhou Xiaoyi ended the stream at lightning speed.

The audience watched the pitch-black livestream room, completely bewildered.

At this moment, in Wang Ye's livestream room.

He had originally planned to play one last round and then end the stream.

But suddenly, a new dungeon was triggered.

In that case, he had no choice but to play.

So, he decisively started working overtime.

Compared to Zhou Xiaoyi, his progress here was a bit slower; after all, when the dungeon was triggered, he hadn't finished his game yet.

At this moment, he had just entered the game.

Once he entered the game and opened his eyes again, Wang Ye found himself in a somewhat dim room.

The soft yellow light of an incandescent bulb only illuminated half of the room's space.

At this moment, several people were sitting in the room, all resting with their eyes closed.

Outside, a fierce wind was blowing, and rain was pouring down.

At this time, a loud shout suddenly rang out from outside.

"Emergency assembly, everyone stop resting."

Soon, a panel popped up before his eyes.

[You are a member of the Fourth Squadron of the Chinese Air Force.]

[Mission: 1. Intercept the Japanese Invaders' bomber fleet and prevent them from bombing the Chinese Airport. 2. Assist in shooting down or shoot down the Japanese Invaders' bombers.]

Seeing this mission, the audience in the livestream room immediately became confused.

"Damn, Brother Wang, how come this mission is different from the other streamers?"

"I see that every streamer's mission seems to be different. Is this dungeon a random mission?"

"It seems to be the case. I just came from Old Kui's side; he's piloting a bomber to bomb the Japanese Army Headquarters and needs to destroy at least 50% of the buildings. The difficulty is extremely high."

"Brother Wang's mission doesn't look too hard."

"Compared to Old Kui's mission, Brother Wang's indeed doesn't look difficult."

Wang Ye paid attention to the bullet comments, feeling a bit curious about the difficulty of Old Kui's mission.

However, he still had to continue the game, so he had to put his curiosity aside for now.

The several people in the room who had just been resting with their eyes closed all opened their eyes.

Then, they all stood up and walked toward the door.

Wang Ye immediately followed them.

As soon as he opened the door, a fierce wind was howling outside.

Bean-sized raindrops were lashing into the room from the doorway.

At this moment, a man who wasn't very tall, wearing a flight suit, ran over through the rain.

Wang Ye saw his face clearly; his face shape was round, but his features were sharp and well-defined, and his gaze was fierce.

"Emergency mission! Just received word: the Japanese Army has dispatched bombers from Taipei to bomb our Airport. We need to take off immediately!"

"Squadron Leader, the rain is too heavy; it's impossible to take off."

"Don't talk nonsense! Even if you can't fly, you must fly. Do you want to watch them bomb our Airport?"

The man's voice carried an unquestionable tone.

"Yes."

"Assemble immediately!"

Wang Ye didn't speak, but followed the people in front, running through the rain to the Airport.

Many fighter planes were parked at the Airport.

Wang Ye looked at these fighter planes and realized he didn't recognize any of them.

But just by looking at their shape, he knew they were those very backward, early-model biplanes.

Wang Ye followed the team members in front, braving the rain to reach the open ground of the Airport.

As they assembled together, the Squadron Leader from earlier walked over.

Wang Ye checked his information.

[Gao Zhihang]

[Affiliation: Squadron Leader of the Fourth Squadron of the Chinese Air Force.]

[One of the Four Great Heavenly Kings of the Chinese Air Force, Northeast Flying Eagle, God of War of the Air Force.]

[Life: 1907.5.14-1937.11.21.]

[As the Chinese Air Force, how can we let the enemy's planes fly over our heads.]

Seeing this information panel, Wang Ye couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"Damn, this is so awesome."

The audience in the livestream room was also very surprised to see this information.

"The Four Great Heavenly Kings of the Air Force? Are they that awesome?"

"Northeast Flying Eagle, God of War of the Air Force. Wow, Brother Wang has encountered a big shot."

"That's not right, why does this big shot only have a few months left? Can even a God of War fall?"

Seeing the bullet comments, Wang Ye also came back to his senses.

He noticed the life dates.

He couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

A God of War this powerful could actually die?

This made him somewhat unable to believe it.

Before he could think about it further, Gao Zhihang in front of him spoke.

"Brothers, I won't say much else; this is our first battle since arriving in Shanghai."

"Today, the country is in crisis, and the Japanese Invaders' intention to destroy us is clear! As children of China, we must serve the country with loyalty."

"Today, it is either parting forever or death, but I only seek to have no regrets in my heart!"

"My body, my plane, and my bombs shall perish together with the enemy's warships and positions."

Gao Zhihang's voice was very firm and high-spirited.

Upon hearing these words, Wang Ye was also shaken, feeling deeply moved, and a surge of passionate blood rose from his heart.

After speaking, Gao Zhihang turned around and boarded the fighter plane behind him.

In the livestream room, the viewers were also deeply moved after hearing Gao Zhihang's speech.

"Well said. As children of China, we must contribute our part to the country."

"Although my salary is only three thousand, if the country needs me, I will contribute my part without hesitation."

"Without our currently powerful motherland, how could we live in peace?"

"At least we are currently at peace; if it were war, we definitely wouldn't be living better than we are now."

"I remembered a saying: when the country rises, the people suffer; when the country falls, the people suffer. If there is war, there is no benefit for us ordinary people."

Wang Ye casually found a plane and wanted to climb up.

But immediately, someone grabbed him.

"Wang Daye, what are you doing? Your plane is over there!"

A voice sounded from behind him.

Wang Ye turned his head and saw a somewhat handsome young man.

He subconsciously checked the young man's information.