Chapter 195
Doron's men also saw this scene through the telescope.
Immediately reported:"Boss! Beram is accelerating again!"
They ignored the figure who turned to the rear of the plane and pushed the plane.
No one in their right mind thought it was this figure that propelled the bomber.
Doron is obviously a normal person. He was furious and shouted into the radio:"Beram, how much did Safet give you? I'll give you double! If you want to speed up again, don't blame me for being rude!"
He hadn't made up his mind yet. determination.
After all, this bomber... he had spent a lot of money and effort to get.
He really couldn't bear to blow it up like this.
It's a pity that Beram is doubting life.
There was no time to answer him.
In anger, Duolun gritted his teeth.
The order to fire was given.
Directly took out the spare ammunition depot.
He can't use it himself, and he definitely can't use it to help his enemies!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The artillery fire fell very densely towards the bomber.
Just when Doron was heartbroken and thought the bomber was about to be destroyed... the bomber seemed to speed up again.
It directly escaped the first wave of intensive artillery fire.
"Damn it! Is Beram determined to rebel against the enemy? How dare you speed up?"
Seeing this scene,
Duolun's face was extremely ugly.
He gritted his teeth and said,"Keep blasting and predict the position in advance!"
When the second wave of artillery fire came intensively...
Doron discovered again that this time the bomber turned a corner very sensitively.
That's right.
It turned a corner.
It changed its direction.
It avoided the second wave again. artillery fire
"Don't stop! Bomb it for me! Bomb this traitor to death!"
Doron was completely furious.
He shouted at the top of his voice.
He didn't care about bombing or not.
He only had one thought.
Bomb Bellam to death.
…… at the same time.
Bellam was still sitting firmly in the pilot's seat of the bomber.
Feeling the intensive artillery fire around him... the corner of his mouth twitched.
There is no fluctuation in my heart.
I even wanted to shout 666 to the old man pushing the plane behind me.
Too perverted.
He clearly wasn't operating the plane anymore.
The plane can actually turn on its own, adjust its direction, and avoid attacks.
It is clear.
It was all done by the old man at the back of the plane.
This is no longer something humans can do.
And the devil's whispers were still ringing around him.
It’s a pity that there is a generation gap in language.
He doesn't understand a word
"Don't be afraid, young man, we'll be there soon, and you should be safe once you reach Safet's territory!"
"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!"
Li Qiong, who was at the tail of the plane, was furiously activating his spiritual power.
He turned on the acceleration.
At this time, he fully activated his spiritual power.
After all, with his physical strength alone... he couldn't push the plane.
When he was on his way alone before , which is why he was blown away by the cannonballs. After all, he was protected by the school uniform and could no longer hide himself. With its full strength, the bomber burst out with astonishing speed, and was very agile in evading the intensive artillery attacks every time.
……
Billon Temple.
Doron's men, especially the gunners, were almost crying.
"Boss, I missed it!"
"Bellam is so flexible!"
"Did this guy secretly learn to race cars? Isn't he a plane pilot?"
"……"
No matter how they predicted or operated, every time the artillery fire landed... they could not hit the bomber.
After all, there is still a certain distance and time between the time the artillery fire is fired and the time it lands.
Coupled with Bellam's miraculous"car skills", they couldn't touch the bomber at all.
Doron gritted his teeth.
Staring at the radio.
He never expected that Beram would develop such good driving skills.
No wonder he is so confident that he will betray the enemy no matter how he threatens him.
Seeing the bombers getting closer and closer to the Philip Society's territory...
He took a deep breath.
He calmly said to the radio:"Bellam, you successfully attracted my attention. I didn't expect that in addition to being a good pilot, you also have first-class driving skills."
At this time, the people on the bomber were already numb.
Gradually he came back to his senses.
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times:"……"
Not long after, Doron asked again:"Have you planned your defection for a long time?"
Beram said:"……"
Then, Duolun got to the point:"Tell me, what's your price? How much do you want to return the bomber?"
Bellam smiled bitterly and said,"Boss, this is not about money.……"
He wanted to defend himself.
Try to leave a way for your family to survive.
But Duolun interrupted directly:"One hundred million! Is that enough?! As long as you drive the bomber back to me, I will give you one hundred million!"
Bellam's eyes widened.
Swallowed.
He even wanted to agree directly.
But when he saw the old man at the tail of the plane shown in the cockpit screen... he looked bitter:"Boss, this is really not about money.……"
Doron gritted his teeth and continued to speak over the radio:"Two hundred million!"
Beram swallowed again.
But... he really had no way to get the plane back.
He could only smile bitterly and said:"Boss, listen to me, this is really not a matter of money.……"
""Three hundred million!"
Bellam's breathing suddenly became rapid.
This was a sum of money that he could never earn in his lifetime.
At this time, the devil's whisper reached his ears again.
"Boy, are you talking to your family on the phone? Don't worry, I'll send you to a safe place right away. It doesn't matter.���, relax and breathe, don’t be nervous……"
Wake him up ruthlessly from the temptation of 300 million.
Money is tempting.
But he doesn't have the blessing to enjoy it