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Chapter 262 - Lao Ji opens a new chapter

The origin of the p-51 "Mustang", as a famous professional working in the Middle East, Lawrence, the "agent", is very clear about it.

"Red Scorpion" originally owned the air force and has a certain understanding of things on the plane.

Although there are rumors that the United States will re-produce a batch of P-51 Mustangs for use in the bandit fighting in Afghanistan, it has not been implemented after all. If it is really the relationship between the United States, I am afraid that I should be the first to get the news. People.[..com]

A Sanwu product without any logo is unlikely to have any strong support behind it, otherwise there would not be only one aircraft, and it is such an old model. Even the regular trainer aircraft of the air forces of various countries are inferior to This is strong.

Lawrence suddenly felt more confident. He was still speculating and uneasy, but now, he directly issued the order to attack.

The machine guns deployed in several corners of the camp immediately aimed at the sky and opened fire. Because they were attacking Gemstone Valley, it was mainly a ground battle, and they did not bring professional anti-aircraft weapons. The only available anti-aircraft weapons were , only the high-level shooting machine returns the gun.

Even some militants use their weapons to join in the fun. Perhaps for them, shooting down a fighter jet, no matter how old it is, is definitely the best asset for future rankings.

For Xiao Wu's people, this record is enough to be proud of.

Gunshots continued to ring out in the camp, and the tracer bullets from the high-speed elbow machine were extremely eye-catching and formed into tongues of flames that were drawn into the sky. There were more 7.62mm AK-47 four-shot bullets invisible to the naked eye, tearing apart like locusts. The air went toward the P-51 Mustang.

“It’s so warm and welcoming, so lively!”’

Lin Mo took the time to look at the coalition camp at a height of 10 meters. The only things that could threaten him at this height were large-caliber weapons such as high-level missiles and return guns.

This guy with gold coins has long been stuffed into the body by Lin Mo. He wants to take this P-51 Mustang piston fighter back completely. This is a good thing. Even if it is no longer used, he can sell it to anyone. Collectors can also exchange for a lot of money.

Of course, the domestic military aircraft design institutes are not interested in this antique. Only small aircraft manufacturers are interested, and the price is probably not low. After all, it is a military-quality fighter jet.

Even if there is a bullet hitting the machine body, it will naturally be accepted by the giant metal dragon that is integrated with the machine body. After all, it is not a Chinese domestic model being compiled. Lin Mo can finish it however he wants, and there is no need to explain this to the domestic military. The magic of "Wild Horse".

Now is the era of jet fighters, and no one will be interested in piston propeller fighters.

I was very satisfied with the gold coins I had eaten last night. I had five "Metal Storms", more than ten sets of special nano-metal heavy armors, and two solid armored vehicles. I not only had enough to eat and drink, but also collected many precious electronic components. , these materials for military use are good things that cannot be bought on the market.

After eating, he went to work. The golden dragon, which had not flown in the sky for a long time, took it as a warm-up and did not refuse. Not only did he smoothly integrate into the P-51 "Mustang" fighter jet, he also acted as a good protective umbrella for Lin Mo. He also stacked his Void Magnetic Field talent onto the fuselage, making the nearly four-ton machine nearly half lighter after refueling.

The effect of the belt mining makes the flexibility and speed of the aircraft skyrocket, even close to that of a sub-sound fighter. Even in level flight, its speed is not inferior to the original high-speed dive from high altitude.

No one came together to read the black box, everyone on the scene were enemies, and no one came to recover the P-5. "Lin Mo was even more bold and free-spirited than when he was driving the J-10.

Rolling sideways and barrel-rolling, the P-51 was like a real wild horse, galloping wildly in the sky. Its dazzling maneuvers caused most of the firepower of the militants on the ground to miss.

"Lin Mo, damn, can you let me eat more snacks! It's such a pity." The lazy dragon, who was used to opening his mouth for food, made similar complaints to the militants on the ground, but he didn't hit him. What a waste.

Even if he was pretending, Lin Mo's skills seemed to be a little too high. The air knight combat skills and consciousness of the two worlds turned this old antique into something magical, making the ground firepower chase in vain.

"Don't worry, I'm about to attack! Help me block it!',

The "Mustang" pulled out a turn, and the nose of the aircraft rushed to the ground. The heavy aircraft's return guns on both sides of the wings roared and responded unceremoniously with two tongues of fire.

The bullets from the 12.7mm diameter heavy machine gun tore apart the tents and human bodies on the ground, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Although it was an old-fashioned aircraft, under the guidance of light microscopy, Lin Mo's shooting ability was not as good as Weakened too much.

World War II aircraft, which did not have missiles as weapons in air combat, had an unprecedented level of return firepower that was far inferior to modern jet fighters.

If it is in a complete state, the firepower of six 12.7mm Langning heavy aircraft guns is even more fierce than the 23mm aircraft cannon of the J-10 when attacking ground targets.

It’s no wonder that Americans are asking how Afghanistan would feel about using the F-22! The anti-aircraft cannons have been used to swat mosquitoes, but they can’t use them as powerfully as they should, and they are reconsidering the ace fighter jet that launched the Second World War.

In Afghanistan and the mountainous areas, old-fashioned aircraft such as the Kou Yin are a better choice.

Now, Lin Mo is verifying this idea for the Americans, but the unlucky children are members of the '...Taliban', the 'Allah Purification Mission', the 'Jihadi Army' and the 'World Congress' The coalition forces used their own flesh and blood and lives to prove that this assumption is extremely correct.

"Call Knight, call Knight!"

The voice of the mercenary leader Aibike came from Lin Mo's helmet earphones. It was easier to receive radio signals in the air than on the ground. There were no mountains blocking the way, and Aibike's voice was clearly transmitted.

"Okay, I am 'Knight', I called, Abby! What's the matter?"

Lin Mo shook the wings left and right and threw two small bombs off the hangers on both sides of the wings. These two tame bombs with a charge of 5 kilograms were produced by Lin Mo and Patan. The earth-explosion rebounder made by a team of people was exploded by the detonator fuze of the warhead. There were also a few hand grenade rebounders inside, and a lot of steel balls and nails were stuffed into it to make fragments. The effect of throwing it is absolutely very cool. .P-51 "Mustang" also carries a big thing like a kilogram under the belly. This was brought over by the original owner of the aircraft. It was originally an aviation bomb shell casing, which was used to install the original owner's bomb. The food and daily necessities were now reused by Lin Mo and restored to their original functions.

Two huge fireballs exploded in the area where the militants were most concentrated in the camp, and countless shrapnel directly wiped out everything within a radius of one meter.

From the air, you can even clearly see two large black radial explosion marks on the ground after the thick smoke disperses, like two powerful black chrysanthemums blooming.

As for what was burning among the petals were tent fragments, and the scattered fragments were human tissue and weapon fragments, grenades with a weight of 50 kilograms detonated on the dead and injured or rebounded from grenades, causing more casualties.

"My subordinate, Omar, you should have seen. He is the dark and skinny boy. I asked him to lead people to destroy the enemy's supply depot in the morning. You should be attacking their camp based on Gu Zhoucai's movements. Come on.''

"Yes, Zhouzhou threw two bombs, but they were aimed at the crowd, not the material pile."

"Thank God, thank God. I don't know if they have taken action. You'd better observe and don't accidentally hurt them. I also hope that these little bastards will come back and continue to work for me. I can find someone who is obedient and smart these days. It's not easy for my subordinates.

"Understood, I have seen them and are installing explosives! I will attack other targets first and then turn around to cover their evacuation."

"It's great that you can see them. My God, your eyesight is really amazing. Thank you so much."

"A small return to peace.''

Lin Mo pulled the joystick and began to fly in an arrogant manner over the camp. He even lowered the flying altitude to a very low altitude of 10 meters, teasing the militants to open fire in the air and consume their ammunition in vain. Occasionally, he would During the barrel roll maneuver, throw a grenade and shells outside the cockpit.

Lin Mo had more than a dozen of these gadgets hanging on his body. They were used as small bombs and rebounded, and they often had unexpected effects.

As for the occasional bullets that can hit the machine body, they are completely accepted by gold coins, which is not enough to fill the gap between teeth.

The militants on the ground didn't even care that the plane would come back to drop bombs at any time. They raised their guns and opened fire wildly, always thinking that they would knock down the plane in the next second. The ground was soon covered with bullet casings.

"What the hell! Is this still a P-51? I think it's even more powerful than a Tanker!" Lawrence stared at the people in the sky who seemed to be performing aerobatics with his eyes wide open. Occasionally, a streak of flames swept down, and he completely forgot about it. A large number of anti-aircraft militants were directly knocked down, and even the bullets ricocheted and injured several of them. These guys who were crazy about flying back and flying back had no idea how to dodge.

He clearly saw that the P-51 was shrouded in a dense barrage, but not even a bit of black smoke came out. It was still alive and kicking and stirred up the whole camp. Could it be that so many bullets were not fired? To the point?

No, this is definitely not an ordinary flying enthusiast, but a serious Air Force pilot. Many maneuvers can only be performed by formal pilots. Lawrence judged that piloting a P-51 "Mustang" is definitely an experience. A seasoned veteran, otherwise there would be no way he could outwit the guys who fired back in so many surface-to-air attacks.

Could this really be an air force base? This thought came out of Lawrence's heart like a demon again. No, no, the windshield of that "Mustang" was knocked off. It shouldn't be a training aircraft, but a second-hand product. If there is a real air force base in the valley, such an antique cannot be sent out.

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