If it was really a premeditation and nothing was accidental, then the commander who hid in the dark and had not appeared had already judged before Ximal and Shi Shaoying had withdrawn from the town, which location should their special operations team that penetrated the enemy's territory choose to join the helicopter? The other party also judged what kind of dodge action a trump pilot would need to make in the face of rocket attacks to avoid the fate of the plane being destroyed on the spot.

The other party even knew that after making rolling moves, the Mi-24 female deer armed helicopter faced the subsequent "pickup" stall state, and calculated an ace pilot. He finally controlled the angle, direction and even height of the helicopter after using a "gentle" and "smooth" method. Then, at the moment when the potential energy of the helicopter fell and the kinetic energy provided by the engine reached an absolute balance point, he activated his final killer weapon! []

As a mercenary who takes money and eliminates disasters, Victor has experienced many battles and has learned to face death with a plain attitude, but he really dares and cannot imagine how rich practical experience the enemy commander who hides behind the scenes has, and how deep the bone-like understanding of him and the Mi-24 female deer armed helicopter he was flying, can he formulate such a linked death fate!

Faced with heavy machine gun shooting, the infantry cabin behind Victor was already full of holes. The heavy machine gun bullets easily tear the armor plates in the helicopter infantry cabin, and the air was filled with the sound of bullets running around.

A rotating stray bullet flew over Shi Shaoying's face. The skin on Shi Shaoying's face had even felt the hot temperature inside the warhead flying at high speed in the air. Before we could figure out why it was suddenly fired by heavy machine guns, a "pop" sound came from behind Shi Shaoying, like a brittle sound like a wooden stick being smashed by an iron hammer.

Less than twenty centimeters behind Shi Shaoying, a mercenary who was closest to Sikong Bowen when the plane was rolling horizontally, reached out and hugged Sikong Bowen into his arms, using his body to protect Sikong Bowen, and still kept holding Sikong Bowen tightly, but his right arm was gone.

The power of the 12.7mm caliber heavy machine gun bullet is so terrifying that even if it penetrates the helicopter's armor, its speed has been greatly reduced, and it still breaks the right arm of the man who uses his body to protect Sikong Bowen.

Blood gushed out from the broken broken arms like a fountain, far beyond the limit of pain that ordinary people could bear, making the mercenary's face become as pale as paper in an instant. Facing Ximal's gaze, he was so painful that his tongue was trembling, but he still squeezed out a smile on his face that was ten times worse than crying. He smiled with a slight trembling voice: "Don't worry, sister-in-law is fine, she didn't hurt a single hair."

She was held in her arms by a man, so when the fuselage was rolling, Sikong Bowen, who was almost unscathed, was stunned. She stretched out her hand to cover the wound on the man's arm, but his injuries were so serious and blood was flowing so hard. How could he cover it with his hands alone?!

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

A layer of scary blood was covered in his eyes in an instant. He rushed to the shooting port of the cabin, raised the automatic rifle in his hand and shot at the pickup truck on the hillside.

Watching the heavy machine gun bullets mixed with light bullets shot towards him, every cell in Ximal's body was screaming, hoping that he would dodge immediately. Even idiots should know that shooting against a large-caliber heavy machine gun at such a close distance is tantamount to seeking death. However, in this confrontation between the brave man on a narrow road, Ximal actually chose not to move. His fingers pressed the trigger and used continuous firing method to stolen all the bullets in the magazine in one breath.

The heavy machine gun bullets came towards him, flew past Himal's ear, and made a "whispering" sound. Just as the heavy machine gun on the ground fired abruptly because of the empty bullets, Himal clearly saw that several bright stars flashed in front of the heavy machine gun.

Seeing this scene, Ximal suddenly let out a wild roar: "Fuck me!"

Although the damn armed rebels, although their equipment was ridiculously poor, had the habit of transforming their weapons by themselves. They actually installed bulletproof steel plates that were at least two centimeters thick on the heavy machine guns by electric welding!

Once the opponent has changed the bullet box and fired them at close range with a heavy machine gun again, their final outcome will inevitably be to be beaten to explode in the air and die miserably! Ximal threw the rifle to the ground, turned his head to look at the other people in the infantry cabin, and roared: "Give me the grenade launcher!"

Before Shimal finished speaking, a crisp gunshot suddenly came from the infantry cabin. He hid behind the bulletproof steel plate. He watched the deputy shooter change the ammunition box, pulled the bolt hard, and raised the gun's mouth to shoot at the helicopter again. Suddenly, he saw a dark red light flashing in front of him that was so fast that it was lightning-fast that it was flashing by. Before he could figure out what was going on, the extremely sharp pain penetrated into the middle of his eyebrows and stabbed his brain. His body leaned back and fell into the car with the splashing blood.

On the helicopter that was constantly shaking and even turning, someone used only one shot to pass through the gap between the bulletproof steel plate and the aiming baseline, hitting the machine gunner hiding behind the bulletproof steel plate! Looking at the entire team, he was qualified to do this, of course, the sniper among them who could serve as fire cover and information support at the same time!

Even though his body was covered with blood from his companions, as a spokesperson for the Death God who wanted to survive on the battlefield, he had to be more cunning than a fox, more stoic than a lone wolf, and could control all his emotions. The sniper's face was still as quiet as water. He was half-brittle in front of the shooting hole, his hands were indecisive, and quietly waited for the helicopter to rotate around the air. The moment the scope with shooting vision captured the figure of the secondary shooter, the gunshot sounded again from the infantry cabin, and had already climbed to the archer's position. He tried to control the heavy machine gun to shoot at the helicopter again, his body trembled violently, and reached out to touch his neck that was pierced by a bullet. His face showed an extremely strange expression. After seven or eight seconds, he fell into the car.

Seeing this scene, Ximal let out a long breath and screamed: "Yale, beautifully done!"

Although the outstanding performance of Shi Shaoying and sniper Yale did not cause them to suffer any continuous blows, such actions could not reverse the damage suffered by the helicopter.

At close range, a large caliber heavy machine gun was fired, one of the engine was damaged, the tail was damaged, the air filter was blocked, the battery was overheated, and the auxiliary operating system was damaged. The oil pipeline was broken, and within a maximum of twenty seconds, the flames on the plane might ignite the spare fuel tank outside along the oil pipeline. At that time, their only end was to be broken into pieces in the volley of the helicopter.
Chapter completed!