Not long after Yang Chen led his men out of the city, the rebel armored vehicles chased them out one after another. The roofs of the vehicles were filled with soldiers with live ammunition. There were also two old-fashioned armed helicopters in the air. They locked onto Yang Chen's escape route and guided the large troops.
Keep heading east, chasing after him.
Kill all members of the royal family.
The various forces that launched the coup reached a consensus that only in this way can the Noisy dynasty be completely overthrown and lay the solid foundation for the country's democracy and freedom.
On the 30-kilometer-long road that connects the city and the seaport, a unique life-and-death chase is staged. No matter how old-fashioned a helicopter is, it is faster than an armored vehicle.
The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed.
A rocket launched by a helicopter exploded on the road in front of the armored vehicle. Smoke, dust and fire were billowing with terrifying force. The wheeled armored vehicle jolted violently twice, rushed out of the fire and smoke, and continued to fly, maneuvering in a snake-like manner to increase the aiming of the armed helicopter.
Difficulty.
However, under the continuous bombardment of rockets, the two armored vehicles were in danger. Yang Chen's men couldn't bear it. They opened the top cover, got out half of their bodies, controlled the 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and fought back desperately, firing more than a hundred rounds of bullets and shooting down the two armored vehicles.
In one scene, the gunman waved his fist excitedly.
However, the goddess of luck did not always accompany Yang Chen and his group. A rocket fired by another helicopter hit the rear of the second armored vehicle. The armored vehicle shook violently and was swallowed up by the flames generated by the explosion. The speed of the vehicle dropped sharply and stopped slowly. The fire was raging.
combustion.
"Something happened to the brother at the back!"
The man operating the anti-aircraft machine gun in the car in front told everyone in the car the bad news. Yang Chen said without hesitation: "Go back and see if there are any brothers alive."
"Boss, it's too dangerous!" Long San said anxiously, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was worried that Yang Chen would be in danger.
"Go back!" Yang Chen was extremely determined. He had been baptized by countless bullets and bullets and never abandoned his living comrades. The man driving the armored vehicle no longer hesitated, braked, turned the vehicle around, and returned to the scene of the accident. The seven men jumped out of the vehicle to save people.
The driver's seat rescued the sole survivor.
"Boss, you go, leave me alone." The man, covered in blood and with multiple burns, broke free from the support of his comrades and refused to leave. Yang Chen wanted to take him away by force. When he fell to the ground, he took out his pistol, pressed it against his temple, and said stubbornly.
: "Boss, don't force me to commit suicide. I must stay to avenge my dead brother."
boom!
The helicopter that destroyed the armored vehicle crashed to the ground and exploded. The man manipulating the machine gun chewed gum and waved his fist again, eliminating the aerial threat for everyone.
"Revenge has been avenged, you can leave now."
"Boss, this is not enough."
Yang Chen stared at the still stubborn man and nodded sadly.
The armored vehicle drove away. The injured man covered his body with the grenades he had asked for from his brothers. He lay on the road and pretended to be dead. When the pursuing convoy arrived, he suddenly raised his gun and shot at the unsuspecting rebels. He got on the first armored vehicle.
All seven or eight soldiers on top were killed.
The moment the armored vehicle rolled over, he threw away his gun and fired the grenade without fear. More than a dozen grenades exploded, tearing his body apart and paralyzing the wheeled armored vehicle in front of him. The vehicle behind him could not avoid it and directly hit it, and then
A tragic series of collisions occurred, causing serious damage to nine vehicles and dozens of deaths and injuries.
A man who despises death and sacrifices his life to buy precious time for his brothers and comrades, this is his true purpose.
Yang Chen got out of the roof of the car and looked at the place where the smoke was rising behind the car with a sad face. Another tough-minded hero died for him, and his heart was inevitably heavy.
The changes in Wesland's situation have come too violently, beyond what was originally expected. Otherwise, how could he be in such a mess? After all, he is a mortal, and he cannot make perfect plans and predict events like a god.
How to continue to achieve the results he envisioned... He frowned and thought deeply.
The armored vehicle galloped into the only military dock in the Kingdom of Westland. Ten people including Hatoni got out of the armored vehicle and quickly walked towards a small gunboat docked at the dock.
The men who gathered around Yang Chen fired coldly as they walked, killing the soldiers guarding the dock cleanly and swiftly. They rushed onto the small gunboat like wolves and tigers, and dealt with a group of black soldiers who were caught off guard. It was no different from chopping melons and vegetables. The seven-year-old
Hatoni lay on Yang Chen's shoulder, blinking his eyes, looking at the one-sided slaughter, without crying or shouting, as if he was slowly getting used to the bloody scene.
The ten people were divided into two groups. Yang Chen controlled the cockpit, while Long San led others to deal with the sailors in the bottom cabin, and captured the gunboat with lightning speed.
This ship is 32 meters long, has a displacement of 300 tons, a maximum speed of 21, and is equipped with an 88mm gun at the front of the deck with a semi-enclosed gun emplacement.
When the rebel army arrived at the dock, the gunboat Yang Chen had hijacked had destroyed the cockpits of the other two gunboats and was more than 500 meters away from the dock.
The rebels were helpless.
The gunboat rides the wind and waves. Yang Chen plans to bypass the Somali waters, land in Kenya, and return to the Arctic Fox base camp. This is the best route.
The men who were fighting all the way were all crowded in the cockpit. Some were at the helm, while others were watching the radar. Yang Chen fiddled with the satellite phone, contacted the base camp to report safety, and discussed the next action plan with Xie Zi. Mei Ji took Hatoni to the bottom cabin to rest.
Danger...seems to be moving away from them.
After the call ended, Yang Chen walked to the glass porthole of the cockpit and looked out at the calm sea. He noticed that there were dark clouds and lightning where the water and the sky met in the distance. He frowned slightly and stared at the observation. As the gunboat moved forward, the dark clouds and lightning became more and more real.
Worried about encountering a storm, the gunboat was in disrepair and could not withstand strong winds and waves.
The gunboat moved forward for about half an hour when dark clouds covered the sky and the sun was covered with lightning and thunder. It was a scary scene of doomsday and a raging storm.
The gunboat bumped violently and sailed hard. The waves even reached the deck and hit the cockpit with a terrifying force. The people in the cockpit grabbed the handrails and handles and tried to keep themselves steady. Fortunately, they were all experienced in life and death countless times.
A brave man, facing the wind and waves, fearlessly.
"What a terrible weather!" the man at the helm cursed.
"Boss, it's a storm." Long San looked at Yang Chen with a solemn expression.
Yang Chen nodded and said slowly: "I hope we just missed it..."
On the sea, humans are simply unable to contend with the destructive power of extreme weather. Amid the stormy waves, a 10,000-ton aircraft carrier is as weak and insignificant as an ant, let alone this small gunboat with a displacement of only 300 tons.
Just leave it to fate.
A situation that Yang Chen hated the most.
"Boss, the engine failed and we lost power." A man in front of the bridge told the bad news that made everyone nervous.
Good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortune never comes alone.
Fortunately, Yang Chen had been accustomed to the goddess of fate's teasing from time to time since he was a child. He sent someone to the bottom cabin to check the cause of the fault without changing his expression. Soon, bad news came back: an important part of the engine was broken and needed to be replaced. There were no spare parts on the boat.
[Author's digression]: There are too many things going on these days, so updates are poor. I'm very sorry.
