"What kind of freak is this guy?" Selby murmured to himself.

Trussie, on the other side of the cockpit, walked out of extreme shock slightly, and his whole body began to tremble. He also pointed his eyes at Yue Peng and Anu, with a hint of shock on his face.

In the distance, Deng Wei, Gro and others saw Trussier and Selby put on these expressions one after another, and couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Can I lose? Or a draw? This is impossible, absolutely impossible. At most, how could I lose?" Deng Wei, who has always been known as the pride of heaven, has already had a very strong self-confidence.

Without a moment of pause, Deng Wei quickly walked towards the trainer plane that Yue Peng was flying, and Gro and even the other pilots also beat him up curiously.

"Instructor Trussier, what's wrong with you? It won't be a draw, right?" Deng Wei said as he got on the cockpit, came to Trussier's side, and looked into the cockpit with dissatisfaction.

However, the next moment, Deng Weina's face was dissatisfied and was directly dispelled by the impact. The shock, or horror, suddenly filled his face.

147 photos, what this means is self-evident.

"147 pictures, this is impossible, impossible." Deng Wei couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

On the other hand, when the others around the trainer plane heard the 147 being said from Deng Wei, it was like a nuclear bomb, detonating from their hearts!

Each of them showed an extremely shocking look on their faces. You know, in the half-hour air duel, the score above ten is a big score.

What does this hundred and forty-seven mean? It is completely suppressed by strength. What shocked them even more was that this record was created by the super genius Deng Wei.

When everyone thought of this, they were almost suffocating, and they slightly turned their eyes to Yue Peng, who had just been repaired by Anu.

"Ah... Boss Anu, you have all... created such a result, why do you still beat him?" Selby expressed confusion, which was also everyone's doubt.

If they were instructors and had such good students under their command, it would be too late to love them? But what about looking at Annu again? It gives people the feeling that it is no different from that of stepfather.

"What I want is to win the opponent completely. Being shot down three times is equivalent to being shot down three times and dead three times. It is useless to create a record high. Even winning one to zero is 147 to 3, which is a hundred times stronger." Annu's face eased slightly and he spoke.

Anu's words seem to make some sense, but everyone still cannot understand them.

As for Deng Wei and Trussier, at this time, there was a hint of unwillingness in his shocked expression.

On the other hand, Xu Wen, who was also standing around the trainer plane, looked happy at this time: "Dear brothers, it turned out that he had made a mistake just now. I don't want to be so sorry, I'll be embarrassed."

As he spoke, Xu Wen smiled and took the banknotes from the hands of more than a dozen soldiers beside him.

Just now, Xu Wen was the only one who gambled with 10,000 blue shields and responded that he made 40,000 blue shields. Then he came to Yue Peng with a stack of blue shields and then distributed them to Yue Peng two stacks directly.

"Here, Yue Peng, I just bet you won, and I won 40,000 blue shields, and we were half of each of us." Xu Wen said very casually.

However, when the word "Yue Peng" came into Deng Wei's ears, Deng Wei was already full of shock and couldn't help but move. He naturally heard of this name from the Bodo Aviation Academy. He was known as a super genius in the first grade of the Handong Aircraft University. He was added to the trump card. He also heard that he had a quirk and was in class C and mixed with the bird.

"You are Yue Peng?" Deng Wei pointed his eyes at Yue Peng, his face full of reluctance.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Yue Peng weighed the blue shield in his hand, looked at Deng Wei, and said very relaxedly.

"I want to compete with you again." Deng Wei was unwilling to accept that he would have been shot down 147 times by Yue Peng.

"Forget it? I've been beaten up just now when I was in duel with you. I don't want to be beaten up for the second time." Yue Peng refused straightforwardly. There was no hostility on his face, nor any friendship, and he looked casual, and he didn't treat Deng Wei as his opponent at all.

It was precisely this expression that made Deng Wei feel a hint of shame and anger in his heart. Obviously, Yue Peng made this expression casually, just because he didn't like him from the bottom of his heart, or regarded him as an opponent. This kind of natural ignorance, even more than public contempt, made Deng Wei difficult to accept.

"Competition again, what if I lose 100,000 Blue Shield?" Deng Wei was really dissatisfied and said.

"Oh?" After hearing this, Yue Peng, who was constantly fiddling with the blue shield in his hand, finally changed his expression. Then he turned his eyes to Deng Wei, and then asked, "100,000 blue shields, do you think this is serious?"

Deng Wei saw Yue Peng appear to be as loving money as life, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt a little hatred in his heart. He was a genius, almost completely ignored it.

"Yes." Deng Wei responded, giving people the feeling that he was eager to know what the difference between his strength and Yue Peng was. He couldn't believe that in the same first-year grade, Yue Peng's strength would be much higher than himself.

"So……"

Bang.

Just when Yue Peng tried to agree, Annu had a gloomy face and looked directly at Yue Peng's head: "What are you betting on? You are shot down three times, and you should be punished."

"Selby, can you lend me a real fighter plane?" Annu pointed his eyes at Selby and asked.

"Uh...yes." Selby looked at Yue Peng and Anu in shock, the perverted master and apprentice, and finally nodded.

"Very good, here's the cost of buying a level 4 energy pool." Annu said, grabbing the 20,000 blue shield in Yue Peng's hand into his hand and handing it to Selby.

Soon, after a series of instructions from Selby, a silver-gray vector-level fighter jet was guided out bit by bit in a hangar.

"From now on, you will drive that vector-level fighter until you use up a whole fourth-level energy pool before you can get down. And your posture is really a fighter, and you are not allowed to leave my vision, otherwise, you understand." Annu said, stretched out his hand, and pushed Yue Peng directly towards the vector-level I-type aircraft.

Seeing Anu say this, Yue Peng naturally dared not disobey, but after looking at Deng Wei, he was full of reluctance to the 100,000 Blue Shields.

"What's your name?" Yue Peng asked Deng Wei while walking towards the fighter plane.

"My name is Deng Wei." Deng Wei looked at Yue Peng's indifferent face, and a sense of anger suppressed it in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Well, can you leave your contact number and find some time to bet on each other?" Yue Peng continued, obviously he was worried about the 100,000 Blue Shields.

"Of course." Deng Wei responded without hesitation.

Then, until the two sides left the contact number together, Yue Peng ran all the way toward the real fighter plane. At the same time, the ground crew had helped Yue Peng replace it with a brand new level 4 energy pool.

In real air combat, replacing the energy pool is the pilot's own business.

As Yue Peng entered the cockpit of the Type I aircraft, his face was once again filled with endless excitement.

"This is the real fighter." Yue Peng held the joystick, his face full of excitement, and he muttered to himself, although Yue Peng is now flying only the 17th generation fighter, not the mainstream 18th generation fighter, or the more advanced 19th generation.

Carefully closing the cockpit, Yue Peng's face was filled with endless excitement. He reached out and disappeared without Annu's bitter face. He suddenly felt much more relaxed and much more free.

Strictly following Anu's previous requirements, after conducting a series of inspections on the wings and engines of the I-type aircraft, Yue Peng, who had slightly sorted out the air combat helmet, began to become focused bit by bit, then turned on the two flat main engines, and the entire fighter rushed out directly. After a brief gliding, he opened the victory jet. Yue Peng drove the fighter and rose into the altitude, and then made a series of rolls in the air, like a happy bird.

The pilot on the ground, seeing Yue Peng's actions, twitched slightly twice. It seemed that it was just the second time to fly a real fighter plane, and it seemed that he had no sense of unfamiliarity.

"Who is that Yue Peng?" This is what many people think.

The supernova that was once high and the genius Deng Wei, it was about to look much dim at this moment.

Trussie, standing on the ground, looked at Annu's cold face, and his expression changed again and again. When he was in the academy, Annu was out of reach in his eyes. Ten years have passed, and Anu has been squatting in the Interstellar Prison for ten years, but he still felt out of reach.

Trussier's heart was full of reluctance.

call!

Just as Trussier was thinking this way, he watched Yue Peng driving the I-type aircraft, passing directly above their heads, then climbing smoothly into the sky, and then in the sky, and a series of S-type turns, giving people an incomparable enjoyment.

One minute later, Yue Peng was flying a fighter plane and flew past Lingque Air Force Base again.

Anu didn't care at all about this, then turned his eyes to Xu Wen and said, "It's your turn to get on the plane."

"Uh...oh." Xu Wen paused for a moment, then obediently boarded the fighter plane, Anu followed closely, entered the coach's seat, and signaled that everyone could disperse.

"It seems that this is not the first time you are driving a real fighter plane." Seeing Xu Wen keeping busy in the driving seat, Annu suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!