The long blades of several large transport helicopters stir up a powerful airflow. Many armed helicopters protected them in the middle like stars arching the moon, like a group of hungry locusts, rushing towards the holy land Mingo Harbour. In the dust, fire chains were spitting out under the short wings of the armed helicopters, shattering the Belan soldiers carrying rockets. Under their protection, the transport helicopters successfully entered the city and landed in the customs building. The well-trained aircraft landing infantry jumped out of the plane and launched a sharp offensive to this politically significant area. The center blossomed, and learned from us.

But they found the wrong person.

The last infantry jumped off the plane in the rain of bullets, and then he heard a harsh whistling sound. When he looked up, his face turned pale on the spot, and hissed a last roar: "rpg————" The roar stopped abruptly———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The helicopter was instantly shattered by the roaring fireball. The explosion wave swept out with a large number of debris, easily lifting two nearby infantrymen more than ten meters away. Before the assault team could react, more rockets and arrows flew in groups, pointing the transport helicopters that had not been able to pull up into orange fireballs. The entire airborne field was full of flames and scorching broken pieces.

In the film, the elite infantry was rolling and crawling by cheap rockets. Not to mention those poor people, let alone those transport helicopters destined to be finished in the rocket rain, even those fierce and fierce armed helicopters were wrapped in the extremely dense rain of fire. The pilot tried hard to control the plane and made a series of dazzling maneuvering actions in an attempt to escape from this place of right and wrong. A pale face flashed a trace of despair. Because they were shocked to find that the electronic instruments targeting the air defense missiles on the plane had all fucked strikes and failed! No matter how they drove the power to the maximum, they wouldn't work in the face of the deadly killer flying over! In fact, it wouldn't work, because the Belan National Defense Forces fired all unguided rockets, and they would hit them when they aimed, and if they were not hit, they would hit them again. You would just induce them to the point!

This was obviously an ambush that had been planned for a long time. The dense rockets were mixed with single-soldier shoulder-fired missiles. The crazy shooting of the four self-propelled anti-aircraft guns suddenly shot straight into the air and fired a fire that was so fierce that it almost melted everything. If it was wrapped in this majestic fire, no matter how powerful the helicopter was, it would only be broken into pieces. In order to avoid the fierce rocket rain, a "little antelope" armed helicopter accidentally crashed into the fire. God knows how many shells it took in half a second, and instantly turned into an expensive and ugly hornet nest, disintegrating with the help of the helpless cry, giving the Belan people a wonderful fireworks performance. The squadron leader's eyes were red, and in extreme chaos, locking the balcony of a building that was constantly spitting out flames. The machine gun button was pressed to the end.

, 30mm machine cannon shells were fired at a rate comparable to a heavy machine gun, and a slender iron broom was lined up in the air, sweeping the Belan soldiers exposed to his sight into a pile of minced meat, and the rain of bullets stopped abruptly. The squadron leader changed his flight direction, threw away a long list of machine cannon shells, and shouted: "We must retreat!"

The deputy squadron leader was a little stupid: "Retreat? We retreat, what should the people on the ground do? You must know that four self-propelled anti-aircraft guns can beat them into meat sauce in ten seconds!"

The squadron leader said angrily: "If you don't retreat, even we will be beaten into meat sauce-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Minutes, no, even in a second, you will never forget this city in your life! The squadron leader, with his superb skills, flew through the gaps of fire rain, and fired rockets and anti-tank missiles to destroy three self-propelled anti-aircraft guns. If it weren't for him, the situation of the entire formation would be even more difficult. What made him feel a little comforted was that he was not so unlucky alone. The British Scorpion Squadron, who attacked the municipal government office building, was also warmly welcomed. He retreated in front of him, with only half of the planes left, and each was injured. The squadron leader smiled bitterly, and now he remembered that Liu Weiping, a legendary Chinese major general who helped Belan complete military reform, was an expert in special operations and air assault operations. What is the difference between the coalition forces playing this out, and the followers' accomplices.

Count carefully, Damn, the British grandma still had one more plane than them, which is not fair! Indignantly, a lightsaber made of anti-aircraft machine gun bullets swung over, the tail of the "battlefield bobcat" behind the section was cut off and a fire ignited. The pilot screamed: "Oh my God!" The out-of-control plane fell to the ground like a stone, but his fear did not last long. A few seconds later, a tongue of flame licked from the helicopter chassis, and the tungsten armor-piercing projectile cut the bulletproof chassis like a knife cutting butter, and a shell shot through it.

The pilot's seat, the pilot's body exploded in half, and blood sprayed the bulletproof glass everywhere. Now, there were as many planes surviving the two squadrons. The two squadrons reported to the command center in anger: "········· This squadron has completed the mission of a plane landing commando, but was ambushed by the enemy... Repeat, this is a carefully constructed death trap. Now our remaining helicopters are only half as they were when we set off! We are currently entangled in the air defense firepower of the Holy Land Mingo Port, and it is still unknown whether we can go back! Please serve

We conveyed our message to the Intelligence Department and the Air Force, thanking them for their great help in this wonderful operation, and we will send our most sincere greetings to the women of their family!"

The helicopter slipped away, but the commandos that had been built with astronomical funds and manpower and material resources did not have propellers on their backs, and they could not fly away. The front, back and left and right were muzzles protruding from underground bunkers. Bullets were wrapped one after another, and high-explosive grenades fell like hail. Every experienced veteran had a hint of despair in his eyes. They knew they were dead, and even a moth had to be swept down by such dense barrage! People kept blowing blood from their bodies, twisting their bodies in the rain of bullets like electric shock. By the time they finally fell, they had turned into a ball of rotten meat, and even were broken alive! What was puzzling was that the Belan National Defense Forces had not launched a general attack for a long time, and the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns also hid after driving the helicopter away.

, did not launch devastating strafing into the defense line of the aircraft infantry, which allowed those aircraft infantry to support with their powerful combat skills and stand firm to wait for assistance. The communication soldiers wanted to stick their voices to the intercom, and they were so excited that they blushed in their faces and their voices were so high that even the international tenor sighed, and they desperately asked the boss of the head for life to save their lives. Unfortunately, the landing troops hit the first line of defense of the Belan National Defense Force on the edge of the city, and they couldn't come anymore. Now Lieutenant General Dawn can provide them with support. However, at this time, there were fierce air defense fire points in the holy land Mingo, and the entire city turned into an extremely huge CD. Even the fighter jets that flew lowered were at risk of being beaten down. Sending helicopters was no different from sending death!

what to do?

Lieutenant General Dawn was a little uneasy, and angrily slapped the drawing pen in his hand on the table, rubbed his temples and shouted: "Hey, how could those poor people get such fierce anti-air firepower? They can't be knocked out and blown up!"

The coalition generals could only smile bitterly. They didn't even look at who the boss was. The republic, which has been at a disadvantage since the founding of the People's Republic, has the most complete air defense system in the world. The large number of air defense forces and a larger air defense fortification group make them enough to withstand the thunder strike of any air force power and retain powerful forces to counterattack. As a good student of China, how could Belland not learn this trick? I'm afraid only they themselves know how many air defense weapons Belland has taken out from China in the past two years. Of course, these weapons are backward, but they are too many and are hidden well. It is not easy to clear them one by one. It seems that the big bombing of the strategic bomber just now did not hurt the Saran Eagle's muscles!

"We must find a way to rescue the trapped commando!" said Lieutenant General Dawn, "We can't leave them alone!"

Colonel Manler said: "There can only be a carpet bomber for the Santa Mingo, and a firewall was blown around the commando to cover the helicopter to pick up people. There is no better way."

Lieutenant General Dawn said: "Just do it! Order——"

The combat staff who rushed over hurriedly interrupted the lieutenant general's decision with a "report". The lieutenant general asked angrily: "What's the matter?"

The staff officer said: "I just received a report from the Eagle Battalion. They encountered strong obstacles from the Bergremen on the way to bomb Bergremen, and the losses were extremely heavy!"

Colonel Munler was better, and his boss, Major General Fernan, jumped up like a cat with only one step on his tail, losing his demeanor: "What? What did you say?"

The staff officer was startled by the major general and said weakly: "The Eagle Brigade was strongly blocked by the Belan Air Force on the way. Six super flags have been shot down, and the losses are still increasing......"

Major General Fernan almost spurted out an old blood. The sea Harrier had a bad habit, his calves were still fatally short. In addition to the fleet's air defense, he could only act as a bodyguard for the Marine Corps and provide close-range fire support. It would be better to let them hit the mountain than to bomb Belgrade. Therefore, the task of bombing the capital of Belle fell entirely on the shoulders of the Gaul Navy. In other words, all the fighter jets shot down were from Gaul! Now the eagle that the navy has been trained so hard that the nigger can't find the North. How can you not be angry if you call him this major general?

The declining god weakly added a bad news: "The Eagle Brigade reported that although there were many planes ambushing them, only a few ten people actually fought with them!"

Thousands to twenty-five, six were killed in three or five!

Major General Fernan took a breath, barely calmed down, and asked: "Is it the J-12 of China?"

The staff officer smiled bitterly: "There are four J-12s and six are completely unfamiliar fighter jets. Lieutenant Colonel Kutlin said that the fighter jets are slightly better than the J-12 of China and the F-15j of Citi!"

There was silence in the command center. What kind of monster is the fighter jet that is stronger than the J-12 and F-15!

The commander of the European Union, who was as big as a fight, probably did not expect that Belan not only had an unexpectedly powerful air defense force, but also had some secret weapons. Now that these secret weapons are being taken out one by one, their fleet is not safe.
Chapter completed!