Invincible Undead Legion

"Om... Om... Om...!"

Bai Qi's fighter jets flew back to the summoning space one by one, and Jiang Mo was standing on the side of the summoning gate. At this time, some fighter jets were still on fire.

Roughly calculated, 25,000 to 6,000, that is to say, a full half of the loss.

Fighter losses are not the same as enemy flying corps.

You know, Bai Qi's fighter jets are fighting dozens of times. If 50,000 fighter jets fire at the same time, a hole can be torn in an instant, and the current situation may not be able to tear it apart at all.

Relying on equipment to fight, if the firepower can't keep up, then many tactics can't be fought.

Jiang Mo wasn't regretting that he didn't make fighter jets at the beginning, because he didn't know what the enemy was like, whether the enemy had the ability to defend against aerial guns, and what kind of weapons the enemy could use to deal with it.

Everything is the first time, Jiang Mo also needs experience, and also needs to observe the effect of the attack.

Just like now, Jiang Mo's 40mm cannon is too much. In fact, even the 88mm anti-aircraft gun is useless to hit the dragon's head, but the 30mm cannon can hit the dragon's wings You can definitely tear their skin off.

Therefore, if you want to fight the dragon clan, you have to hit the weak point. It is impossible to use a large-caliber machine gun to tear the dragon into pieces in an instant.

Jiang Mo returned to the summoning space, and Bai Qi was hurrying up to equip ammunition. Jiang Mo looked at Bai Qi, his old hair was disheveled, and it could be seen that the battle was too fierce, and he had no time to care about his image.

"Bai Qi, there are more than 20,000 fighter jets, can you?"

Jiang Mo looked at Bai Qi with concern.

Bai Qi nodded heavily: "Lord, don't worry, I can stand it!"

Jiang Mo patted Bai Qi's shoulder: "Stone, use the shortest time to split the attack plane or bomber. I don't care what method you use. In the shortest time, I will give you up to ten days to summon the space. How many fighter jets can you produce?"

"Ten days? Lord, is this too little time?"

"Answer my quantity!"

Jiang Mo's words were so strong that Shi Shi didn't dare to speak for a while. He lowered his head and made a rough calculation.

"10,000! 10,000! Lord, all the workers are needed to do this. It is impossible to do it with the arsenal of the Flying Legion!"

Stone made a rough estimate. After the original wing was removed, it has not been processed, because it has been busy producing ammunition in the middle. If the engine is directly removed from the attack aircraft, there are some spare materials. It takes ten days to assemble and weld. Within a short period of time, 10,000 fighter jets can be completed, but the quality may not be guaranteed.

"Okay, go all out and refit as much as possible!" Jiang Mo looked at Shi Shi: "Shi Shi, I know, this is very difficult for you, but you have also seen that only half of the 50,000 fighter jets came back. Brother, it's not easy! It's up to you!"

Shi Shi nodded, and looked at Jiang Mo's gaze towards him, how much helplessness and unwillingness were in that gaze!

"Lord, don't worry, I will start production now!"

The stone turned and ran away, and then, elves flew in all directions from mid-air.

Jiang Mo looked at the busy summoning space. Although there were many soldiers, it seemed empty without equipment.

"Lord! Tyrannosaurus knights have come up! I request an attack! Don't let them get close to the position!"

Guan Yu's voice was very anxious.

"What? Guan Yu, stand up for me!"

Jiang Mo looked at Bai Qi, and Bai Qi said: "Lord, don't worry!"

After saluting with cupped fists, Bai Qi turned and walked towards his fighter.