"..."
Gao Lanlan's mouth twitched.
"A little too many."
To be honest, if she could, Gao Lanlan really did not want to continue this topic.
"How many is 'a little too many'?"
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"..."
Gao Lanlan fell silent for several seconds, seemingly engaged in some intense internal struggle.
In the end, she gave up and began speaking in a low, indistinct voice:
"Probably..."
"More or less..."
"Maybe a dozen or so?"
In truth, there had been more, but she did not want to bring up those memories. After all, it really was not her fault, and it definitely was not because of her skills!
Whether it was or not, she refused to admit it. She absolutely was not some "deadly ace pilot"!
"Dozens?!"
('')
Annie's eyes instantly widened.
"Not dozens!"
"A dozen or so!"
"And my combat record far exceeds the number of times I crashed!"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Gao Lanlan immediately bristled.
"Besides, I don't know why either!"
"My skills were obviously fine!"
"Whether on the training grounds or the battlefield, my overall scores were always first place!"
"My flight hours were also number one!"
"My flying skills were among the best in the entire star sector, but those fighters just loved crashing on their own! Either their engines always got hit by Chaos Demon fire, or they always got ambushed. I was desperate too!"
"I didn't want to crash planes either! I didn't want to!"
The more she spoke, the more agitated she became, until her eyes had reddened.
"Every time I carried out a mission, I gave it everything I had, but every time I still ran into danger—and every time, I somehow escaped death."
"But there were fewer and fewer brothers beside me..."
"Many times, whether it was the crew