This Ultraman Has No Morals

The pen in Xitiaofeng's hand was crushed.

"This guy... I thought it was us who made the money. His one-month working hours are equal to two days of ours. You bastard! He earned a million dollars in two days!"

Kawakura nodded.

"I was careless."

Chapter 422, try moving them

"No! Is the performance of your Chester so poor? Or is it that your driving skills are too poor! As the tip of the Martensian triangle, Saijo, you can't even pull up vertically at [-] degrees!"

In the flight simulation room, Worm held a loudspeaker and yelled at the four members of the night raid team who were manipulating the simulation machine.

Saijo Kaze directly slapped the console.

"Try a fighter plane with a speed of [-] degrees per hour and lift it vertically at [-] degrees! You are completely nonsense!"

"Get out of the way."

Worm dragged Saijo off the operating table without saying a word, and sat on it by himself.

"Alright!"

The operating system of the Chester simulated fighter is somewhat similar to that of the McGee, but it is a little more complicated, and Wurm can understand it after ten minutes of reading.

Starting, pulling the rod, lifting the position, accelerating, and jet steering are all done together, and the 90° vertical steering is completed in fifteen seconds.

He Cang was dumbfounded.

"Perfect jet strength and angle... Can a normal person learn this?"

Worm got off the simulator and looked at Saijo.

"I have a student named Asuka Shin. At that time, he was just a seventeen-year-old ordinary human being. He only learned this trick for half an hour. If you can't compare to a minor, how can you talk about saving it?" World, let's play!"

Saijo Kazun didn't finish speaking, and went directly back to the simulation cabin, and practiced again and again. She refused to admit defeat, or she didn't want to lose to Ultraman Worm. She always wanted to prove that human beings can also create miracles.

Worm continued.

"Martens' Triangle Kill is an upgraded version of guys' stunt Yamato Formation. It needs four planes to carry out. You have to remember that a triangle is a triangle, and a kill is a kill. Chester Alpha, Beta, and Gamma three planes use a triangle Formation cover, ninety-degree vertical lift must be learned, otherwise you will be waiting to bump into the alien beast! Then there is Hecang, your Chester Delta is a reloading machine, and it will be equipped with the Armstrong cannon. It must be on you. What you need to do is to do everything you can to use the stratosphere and gravity to speed up the speed of your heavy fighter. Speed ​​means strength and penetration? Then they attract the attention of alien beasts Time? You must succeed with one blow! You only have one chance, if you fail, wait for the entire army to be wiped out!"

Hekura is sweating profusely? As a member of his own team and captain? His posture skills are unquestionable, but now he seems to be back in the training camp? This kind of intensity training makes him a little bit overwhelmed, all kinds of extreme operations? So far the simulation The aircraft had indicated that he had crashed twenty times.

"clear!!"

Although tired? But the blood in his heart that had been extinguished for many years began to rekindle. Under the forehead covered with sweat, there were a pair of middle-aged eyes that refused to admit defeat.

At this time, Kira Zeyu's projection appeared beside them.

"Night Raiders? Alien Beasts..."

"Shut up? Did you talk?"

Kira Zeyu's hair is a bit messy, it seems that he didn't rest yesterday and has been studying all the time.

Wurm said a word, the audience was silent, and all four simulators heard the sound of crashing.

"Why are you looking at me! The plane crashed! Can't you hear me! Have you been told to stop! Continue! Practice hard for me, if you don't practice well, you will die if you go out! Rather than dying in the hands of a strange beast? I died on the simulator!"

Saijo looked at He Cang.

"team leader?"

He Cang gritted his teeth, and held his hand on the operating lever again.

"Keep practicing!"

"Yes!"

Worm turned to look at Kira Zeyu.

"Say? What's the matter?"

Kira Zeyu swallowed, and now he saw Worm feeling a sense of fear that he saw the instructor in the base before.

"Umm... the alien beast wave appeared in the urban area of ​​Tokyo? The night raid team was dispatched... Then I also felt a strong aura, it should be the Seven Demon Kings you mentioned? Somewhat similar to Mephis special."

"I see."

Kira Zeyu hesitated.

"That... If the night raiders don't go? They will be punished."

Worm glanced at the night raid team who were still training.

"They are going to court death now."

Kira Zeyu arrived helplessly.

"For the above? They are the Death Squad..."

Worm noticed that the four members of the night raid team clenched their hands a little bit. They knew what they were worth in the eyes of the upper echelons, but it was hard to be singled out. In fact, their hearts had always been fighting for human beings.

Worm cast a glance at Kirasawa Yu.

"Tell you those upper echelons that the night raid team will not be dispatched until the training is completed. Since they are my students, I will not allow them to die before they learn what I teach!"

Kira Zeyu had a complicated expression, and finally let out a long breath.