"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield!"
This was not the time to argue with the Mystic Dragon. The ten or so Japanese were basically all killed. The prompt in Meng Fan's mind was that he had harvested seven heads.
There should still be one or two gasping for breath. Meng Fan was the first to limp out, wanting to take another shot!
"Oh my god! Take it easy, let them do this!”
The vet reminded Meng Fan from behind.
He really couldn't do much to his injured leg. Otherwise, the pus would flow out and worsen.
Crippled, they really couldn't outrun him. The cannon fodder had already activated their hyper mode. One sword step from them could match Meng Fan by a few steps.
Therefore, he could only look at the two remaining soldiers with a bitter expression.
Fortunately, they were two normal soldiers, so they only lost 10 points.
If they really killed this Japanese soldier, Meng Fan's resentment would be even worse.
"Ah Yi! I'm not talking about you. You scored full marks for every skill, but you're so accurate?”
Ah Yi's shot didn't even manage to hit a single ghost. Now, he had become the center of attention again. He had been criticized by Bula's venomous tongue until his ears and face turned red.
This bunch of cannon fodder!
Meng Fan also realized that everyone had a sharp tongue!
The Xiangnan guy in front was going numb!
Now, the numbness was gone, but it was not spicy.
However!
They didn't target Meng Fan anymore, but he was happy to see this happen. He watched as the cannon fodder fought a war of words.
"There must be more! Give me one for self-defense!"
On the other hand, the Enchanting Dragon was unrelenting. It stared at Meng Fan's grenade, giving him a headache.
One grenade was worth five points!
This wasn't a matter of points. He had given it to the Lost Dragon! After that, they would definitely be robbed of their lives, and the loss would not be a matter of a few points.
"No! There must be a lot of American goods at the airport in front, waiting for us to receive them!”
"That's true!"
It wasn't just the Enchanting Dragon. Everyone was reminded by Meng Fan and yearned even more for the airport a few kilometers away.
It wasn't far. After walking for half a day, looking down from the top of the mountain, the airport was on the open plain at the foot of the mountain.
Airport! It was right in front of him!
The long-awaited M Nation's military equipment was also in front of them!
However!
This made everyone feel a sense of urgency because the airport had already been bombed to a pulp.
Moreover, a large number of Japanese soldiers had also begun to gather here.
In the distance, the Japanese military vehicles were the best example.
"Do you still want to go over?"
This formation once again shocked the weak hearts of the cannon fodder.
With the appearance of the Japanese soldiers in front of them, at least a regiment would have to gather here. If they went over again, would they be courting death?
When the Lost Dragon asked this question, it meant that they did not dare to accept M Nation goods.
The other cannon fodders also looked at Meng Fan.
Unknowingly, Meng Fan had become the backbone of this group of cannon fodder.
Meng Fan didn't say anything. To the cannon fodder, Meng Fan was being serious.
In fact, Meng Fan's mind was once again immersed in the system interface, checking his gains. At the same time, he was browsing the system store to see if he could find any good stuff.
Kill the Japanese and become stronger!
Host: Meng Fan
[Head count: 18 (18/100, 100 Japanese heads required to level up)]
[Points: 82]
[Attribute: 18 (Any attribute, calculated based on the number of people killed, can be added to the host's other attributes)]
[Spear Technique: 3]
[Agility: 1]
[Speed: 1]
……
[System Store: Beginner level of authority. You can only purchase current products.]
Seven Japanese kills, including a military officer, contributed 40 points, but they used up three grenades and 15 points.
In other words, killing seven Japanese soldiers only earned him 25 points.
The profit from a small business was really not high!
After sighing, he checked the system store and began to shop!
Currently, he could only purchase modern armaments, which were armaments produced during World War II.
Could there be anything good?
The Italian cannon was not bad. Wasn't this a sentence that Li Yunlong often said in a classic war drama in his previous life?
100 points!
The Italian howitzer, on the other hand, had a decent price tag. After all, this guy was big, and it was a heavy cannon. Not bad!
However, it wasn't because he didn't have enough points!
It was just that this thing was not practical, so he could only think about it for a while.
When he went back to guard the Nu River, he could pull it out for a walk.
At the moment, it was better to find something practical.
Damn it!
A 98K sniper rifle?
In addition…
An 8x scope?
Was this thing produced during World War II?
Moreover, the price tag was 30 points. He had to get one!
This thing was Voldemort's necessary divine weapon for getting a chicken dinner.
Lock on!
The item had been locked. Meng Fan immediately placed an order and bought one.
It was equipped with 20 bullets, and the standard maximum range was 600 meters.
However, there were special bullets marked on the side that could enlarge the range of the 98K to 1,000 meters.
These special bullets were priced at one point per bullet! Without saying anything, he immediately exchanged for ten shots.
It was better to leave the item in the system warehouse first. If it was not taken out at the right time, it would be too suspicious.
"Annoying! Have you thought it through? Should we retreat or attack?"
"This f * cking Eagle Country guy. No matter how I look at it, he's like a duck being chased away by the Japanese soldiers.”
From above, the situation at the airport was clearly seen by the cannon fodder.
Seeing this scene, the Mystic Dragon could not help but complain.
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