Looking around the world, only Russian ace pilots who have been trained in Russian troops, have great skills, and are bold and arrogant, dare to fly this African battlefield far away from the logistics base, without supplies and maintenance, and have been in service for a long time. No matter how they are maintained, the engine is seriously activated. The mechanical performance index has long fallen below the safety line, and the 24 female deer armed helicopter led a special combat team to go deep behind enemy lines to perform this task of standing on a wire rope with Aunt Death!

Shimar took out a Russian silver wine pot from his arms, twisted the lid and took a big mouthful, and handed the wine pot to Shi Shaoying. Because the engine was too loud, even if he was sitting next to Shi Shaoying, Shimar's communication method was still used to roar: "The brother who drove this plane was named Victor. During the First Chechen War, he used an armed helicopter to attack Chechen terrorists. When he threw all the ammunition and returned with his wingman, he was suddenly attacked by Chechen rebels anti-aircraft machine guns, and the wingman was shot down on the spot. Victor parked the helicopter in a valley two kilometers away from the anti-aircraft machine gun position. He returned with an assault rifle. After killing all the seven rebels on the anti-aircraft machine gun position, he rescued the captured wingman pilot successfully. He received a first-class military medal and was respected by everyone as the "Flying Bear in the Air"!"

If a Russian man is willing to take out the spirits he carries with you and shares them with you, it means he has regarded you as his best friend. He took the flat silver wine pot, Shi Shaoying raised his neck and drank half of the remaining pot of spirits inside without leaving any drops. Then he sincerely gave a thumbs up in the direction of the helicopter cockpit.

Seeing Shi Shaoying's action, Ximal smiled like a primary school student who had just been praised by the teacher. But he quickly jumped up and blurted out: "Fuck, I almost forgot about the serious business!"

Shimal opened a photography bag, took out a set of professional photography equipment from it, and quickly installed a set of shots on the camera that could be shot at long distance at night with skillful movements. Then he rushed to the half-cabin door on the right wall of the cabin, raised the camera in his hand, and took a "crackling" shot at the town of Argov, which was soaring into the sky.

Seeing this scene, after blinking several times, Shi Shaoying finally realized that Ximal was no longer a professional soldier, but a single gangster who could make money with news materials, otherwise he could only drink the northwest wind alone! From the perspective of his ethics, he and Sikong Bowen belong to the same type of people, so how could he miss the live news report in front of him with themselves as the protagonist?!

The camera made a series of light sounds under the rapid press of Ximal. Just as the camera shutter flashed again, and while the picture in front of him was recorded into the film, a sudden sputtering on the ground, which seemed particularly eye-catching in the darkness, stinging Ximal's right eye in an instant!

After a long moment of stunned life, Ximal woke up as if he was dreaming and roared wildly: "Be careful... it's a rocket!"

Just as Ximal roared, the entire helicopter suddenly rotated counterclockwise. In the seemingly impossible situation, the weight of the airborne infantry fighting vehicle with a total weight of more than ten tons actually rolled continuously in the air, making a barrel-type rolling action that only fighter jets could theoretically make!

At this time, time seemed to be still. The rocket flying at high speed passed by less than 20 centimeters from the fuselage. It suddenly penetrated through the circular paddle curtain formed by the high-speed rotation of the propeller, and continued to fly to the farther sky with a never-ending sharpness.

Faced with this sudden change, the mission had been completed and the mercenaries who were sitting in the infantry cabin to rest without a seat belt, including Shi Shaoying and Ximal, were irresistibly thrown to the opposite bulkhead. As the fuselage flipped, it collided three times in a row, and then was thrown back to its original position.

Finally, the cabin barely restored its balance. Shi Shaoying had just struggled to stand up. Before Sikong Bowen was found, the whole helicopter suddenly raised up again, and then quickly fell to the left. Faced with this excessive and violent movement, Shi Shaoying was irresistibly thrown to the floor.

Feeling the helicopter they were on, pouring water to the ground all the way to the left. The English word "pickup" that was not used in normal times and was sealed in my memory for many years suddenly surged from Shi Shaoying's mind.

When the engine power is insufficient, the Mi-24 female deer armed helicopter suddenly makes violent maneuvering actions such as rapid climbing and will enter a "stall" state. In this state, even if the pilot pulls the joystick and tries to make the aircraft climb back and restore the altitude, the aircraft will make the opposite action and sink violently.

The only way to get rid of this stall state that former Soviet pilots called "pickup" is to give up all high-intensity maneuvering actions and use "gentle" and "smooth" actions to control the helicopter until the helicopter returns to normal.

This method is simple to say, but think about it, someone on the ground is shooting at them with a rocket launcher, and the second rocket may come at any time. Even if Victor is an ace pilot, it is not easy to dodge the rocket with gentle and gentle movements in stall state?!

Shi Shaoying pushed his hands hard on the deck, and he jumped up diagonally. His whole body was still in the air. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the half hatch door that Ximal had just opened to take a photo. Turning his head and looking at the mercenaries who were dizzy and getting up, Shi Shaoying shouted loudly: "Who has the blinding bullet?"

Several mercenaries from the Russian Marine Corps stared at Shi Shaoying with wide eyes, with a look of confusion on their faces. They obviously couldn't understand what Shi Shaoying was saying.

At this time, Shi Shaoying really wanted to swear to the gods of the Nine Heavens that if there was really a time travel in this world, it could really be struck by lightning, and go back to the past ten years ago and experience his past life again. He will definitely learn English well. No, he can even learn Japanese, Russian, German, and French well. As for what is the "super" foreign language translator, go fucking the fuck!

"Boy, go ahead!"

Just at this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, it was Ximal! Ximal stuck his body in a relatively stable corner. He took off the blind bullet on the bulletproof vest, pulled out the safety plug, and threw it directly at Shi Shaoying.

Shi Shaoying grabbed the cabin door with his left hand, snatched it in the air with his right hand, grabbed the flash bullet, and threw it out of the plane without even looking at it.

After throwing all the two blinding bullets on his body, that is, the flash bullets that the special police and gangsters like to use in the CCS game, to Shi Shaoying, seeing that his companion had not yet reacted, Ximal widened his eyes and shouted: "Give all the blinding bullets on your body to that boy! Remember to pull out the safety pin, he no longer does this with his third hand! Take turns to him, don't mess around, otherwise we will be done!!!"

"Boy, go ahead!"

"Boy, go ahead!"

...

The same reminder sounded in the cabin, and blind bullets that pulled out the safety plugs and threw them from the hands of the mercenaries. After Shi Shaoying caught them, he threw them out of the cabin without even looking at them.
Chapter completed!