"It's commonly known as picking up rags! Haha." "Yuri" laughed a few times, and then explained to Lin Mo: "Actually, it's to grab the wreckage of the battle that was shot down by you!"
If it weren't for the neighbor's face, he would have wanted his men to snatch the fragments. Even though they were burnt to pieces, the alloy formula and some electronic equipment that were still intact could even be reversed in front of professionals.
By introducing some key technologies, even if the core technologies inside cannot be restored, the performance and special secret skills of fighter jets can still be judged, and corresponding countermeasures can be formulated for the country.\\\\
A layman sees the excitement, and an expert sees the door. As long as these fragments fall into the hands of the big players in the industry, they will immediately see the door behind them.
"I see!"
Lin Mo nodded, but he still disagreed. For him, there was no need to spend so much effort searching for those junks. He could just slap the gold coin eater on any fighter jet and he could crack most of the secrets almost in the blink of an eye.
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Domestic J-series, Su-27, Su-47, F-22, plus the recently harvested MiG-35, all of these fighter jets have been touched by the golden dragon, providing Lin Mo with very huge technology
Library, this is also the basis for his "Monster" fighter to be perfected and launched so quickly.
Beep!~
A communication link request sounded from the inside of the collar of the "Dragon General" tactical armor.
"Connected!" Lin Mo approved the call request using his voice. This was a backup system. He also had a miniature communication system on his wrist. He did not need to put on the helmet again to complete the call.
"'No. 13'. I am 'Yaksha', you should have come back."
The voice of "Yaksha" came from the communication channel, which seemed to be mixed with gunshots, explosions, helicopter propellers and various shouts. It was unknown who the "Demon Hunter" team that set off in a hurry was fighting.
"Yaksha" himself sounded very calm and didn't care at all about being in the middle of a battle.
"I'm already here, are you going to pick up rags?"
Lin Mo confirmed that "Yaksha" and his men were robbing rags just as "Yuri" said.
"Ragged? Uh. Well, it is indeed rag to you. Just come back. I'll confirm it. Don't worry, we'll be back in a while. Boom!~ Yeah! I'm in a bit of a mess here right now. Let's talk about it when we come back.
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Although he personally led the team to set off, "Yaksha" was devoted to his duties and concerned about Lin Mo's safety.
The communication channel was also mixed with the sound of very close explosions. Maybe it was very busy there. "Yaksha" confirmed that Lin Mo had returned safely and hung up the communication in a hurry.
"It seems that they are really fighting for the wreckage of the plane with others!"
"Yuri" couldn't understand Chinese, but he could understand some of the strange noises coming from Lin Mo. The explosions and gunshots were clearly audible.
"That's right!"
Lin Mo nodded. This matter was not his business. No matter how much he robbed, he would not be able to get it into his hands. He would just kill them and not bury them. Other interests that were not related to him would naturally be handled by "Yaksha".
"You first go to the mission center to learn the detailed rules of the intermediate group. I will introduce you to some good friends later. I think you will be happy to meet them. Soon we will be able to fight together!"
"Yuri" gave Lin Mo a thumbs up. He was very much looking forward to Lin Mo's real joining.
The battle mode for the beginner group is basically single-on-one duels, while the intermediate group adds group combat.
Every month, pilots from the mid-level group will draw lots to participate in a death team battle with pilots from the high-level and special-level groups. This kind of high-level air battle is even more exciting.
The reason why "Yuri" expressed his goodwill to Lin Mo from the beginning and proposed a challenge without live ammunition was also because he wanted to test the opponent and evaluate whether the pilot "No. 13" had the ability to cooperate with him in a formation battle.
The result of the test was unexpected. "Yuri" was unable to fight back after being rounded, which made him overjoyed and made his relationship with Lin Mela more solid.
When Lin Mo had a dispute with others, "Yuri" sided with Lin Mo without hesitation.
A pilot with good relationships and excellent combat effectiveness means that he will become his best comrade in the future and can quickly develop a tacit understanding and form combat effectiveness.
Having the friendship of an ace pilot is more important than winning three games in a row.
On the battlefield, an ace-level comrade not only means victory, but also means one more life. Even if one dies, nothing will stop. Although every pilot who participates in the battle has some kind of consciousness, he can breathe freely under the sky.
, always beautiful.
If Lin Mo failed to successfully advance to the mid-level group and fell in the entry-level rookie group, then naturally there would be no such story in the future. If he wanted to become "Yuri"'s companion, luck alone would not be enough.
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In the desert of southern Syria, fighting is raging.
"Can't these little devils live in peace? Wouldn't it be better to admit defeat honestly? They have to come and die. It's a waste of these organs. They can be sold for a lot of money."
"Yaksha" complained in a creepy tone, holding an automatic rifle in one hand and firing continuously to suppress the opponent. From time to time, he pulled out a tactical pistol and pointed it at the nearest opponent. In his eyes, the enemy was no longer a human being.
They should be sent to the autopsy room to remove their organs and use them to save those who are more in need, instead of rotting into a pile of bones and rotten flesh here without any value.
As the gunshots of "Yaksha" continued, enemies rolled down the sand dunes, making no more noise.
The rich combat experience makes the "Yaksha" walk freely in the intertwined barrages, and every shot is bound to hit a target.
He was not in a hurry to pick up the debris, but planned to get rid of the debris first.
For those guys who come in droves, "Yaksha" has only one way to treat guests, which is to send them to hell, while firing, while encouraging each of its own combatants to increase their power through the radio.
In the eyes of "Yaksha", the wreckage of fighter jets scattered all over a large area are all red RMB. Anyone who robs him will be his mortal enemy. If he can't kill these guys today, he might as well change his code name to "Shicha"
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An armed helicopter spotted such a ferocious warrior during the air battle, and immediately concentrated its firepower. The rising sand pillars forced "Yaksha" to roll down the sand dune to avoid it. He spit out a mouthful and dried it.
The dry and numb sand shouted: "Shura! Knock that fly out of the sky for me, 'White Wolf', are you asleep? Move quickly!"
Before "Yaksha" finished speaking, a thin line of white smoke shot up from the ground and shot directly into the sky. A small laser-guided rocket hit the helicopter that fired at "Yaksha" from the side, and a large flower burst into the sky.
The fireball was comparable to a grand scene in an air battle, with huge metal fragments falling to the ground.
In the eyes of "Yaksha", these guys who came over like smelling honey are all scum with a combat power of only 5. He had to hurry back and cook for Lin Mo.
Otherwise, the pilot will definitely eat randomly again. Can something like a high-nutrition energy bar be enough to support his meal? It is simply playing the piano randomly. The pilot's body is a precious asset of the country and must not be wasted casually. It must be nutritionally balanced.
"Yaksha" was very worried about Lin Mo who stayed at the Damascus Air Force Base.
"'Yaksha', you Grandet, do you think I am playing a game? I am also working hard!"
Bai Lang yelled back unceremoniously on the wireless. He drove the Airwolf rotorcraft through the hail of bullets, and the alarm sounds of being locked by weapons on the ground or in the air kept ringing in his ears.
There was a violent shaking in the cockpit, and the aircraft tried its best to avoid a straight red high-energy beam shot from the ground. Damn it, even the micro laser cannon was in action. The Japanese had all their trump cards, and Bai Lang immediately responded.
A 12.7mm caliber high-explosive bullet.
The airborne threat warning system scans almost 360 degrees at full power and locates and marks any powerful weapon. Especially when it targets Airwolf, it will issue a warning to the driver.
Airwolf was like a slippery loach constantly weaving in and out of the hail of bullets, being hit by thousands of bullets without even being hit by one.
This skill can almost compete with Lin Mo's.
Such a fierce battle made Bai Lang lose his temper. This is the life a man should live.
Airwolf threw out a series of infrared thermal bombs, detonating a sneak attack air-to-air missile. He then used rockets to blow up the armed helicopter of another force except Japan into a ball of fire. After fighting with other helicopters,
During the fight, he opened fire at some armed personnel on the ground, including the Japanese, from time to time. The thick warheads swept the ground and sprayed blood.
The Japanese, who also knew the crash location accurately, were no longer as good as before. They never expected to encounter such a fierce opponent. Facing a special force like the "Demon Hunter" team, they would only be massacred.
The most basic skill of almost every "Demon Hunter" warrior is to have no false starts. Four helicopters carried nearly 40 armed personnel. As soon as they were put on the ground, they were attacked by three "Demon Hunter" warriors led by "Yaksha".
One third of them were killed on the spot.
The powerful weapons specially customized by the Chinese side for special forces are creating very terrible lethality. Even with body armor, it is of no avail. The battlefield is littered with corpses that have been torn into inhuman shapes, and patches of thirsty sand are soaked with blood.
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The four helicopters belonging to Japan's Mitsubishi Heavy Industries are no match for the more flexible Chinese Airwolf rotorcraft.
After the battle started, half of them were knocked out, which put pressure on the remaining Japanese.
At the point where the wreckage of the "Mind" fighter jet fell, no less than four forces were already fighting each other. How can this scene be described with a garbled word? It almost turned into a human slaughterhouse.
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