Suddenly, a huge explosion came from outside the city.
Vincent stopped, quickly picked up the night vision goggles and looked in the general direction of the SA-3 launch vehicle, and sure enough he saw a huge fireball rising in the distance.
"God bless! They made it!"
Sure enough, his men ran over quickly.
"Boss, he's done it!"
"Old fish?! Have you done it!?" Vincent held the microphone excitedly, just like standing on the Oscar stage waiting for the candidate to announce the final Oscar winner. He heard his rapid heartbeat and heavy breathing.
This is the moment of declaration of life and death.
"It's done. Our location is about 7 kilometers northeast of the city. The map marks area 221. Come pick us up immediately. We are probably going to be surrounded soon. Come quickly!"
Lao Yu's voice came from the other end of the radio microphone, like the sound of nature.
"God bless!" Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately took out his satellite phone, dialed Lieutenant Colonel Tapiwa's number, told the other party the news of destroying the SA-3 anti-aircraft missile, and requested that the Mi-17 land at the door of the hospital immediately.
Not long after I put down the phone, I saw the Mi-17 flying fearfully from the sky, and then landed steadily on the ground under the guidance of my subordinates.
"Go up! Go up!"
Vincent and his mercenaries carried several corpses onto the plane. They turned around and said to Kun, who was standing next to the plane: "Boy, you're lucky. Come on up!"
"Captain, can I take my cousin's body with me?" Kun guessed.
Vincent refused: "No, the space is limited. If you don't want to go, I will take your cousin's body out."
Kunchai stood there, hesitating.
Vincent said impatiently: "The plane doesn't have much fuel. Your cousin is already dead. Dead people are just piles of rotten meat in Africa. They are no different from the carcasses of animals in the wilderness. Dust will return to dust. Dust will return to dust."
Tu, are you going to leave or not!?"
Kunchai gritted his teeth, still hesitating.
"Well, since you are willing to accompany your cousin, don't blame me for breaking my promise." Vincent turned around and left. He had no intention of spending any more time with Kunchai. After walking a few steps, he said again: "You
My friends are still waiting outside the city. If you don’t want the plane to run out of fuel and prevent them from getting on the plane, you’d better hurry up!”
Kun guessed that he finally made up his mind.
Vincent is right, people are dead, and the most indispensable thing in Africa is corpses.
He ran away, caught up with Vincent, and jumped on the plane.
The Mi-17 quickly took off, pointed its nose in the air, and flew out of the city.
"Captain!" Vincent got to the nose of the aircraft, stretched out the map, and pointed at the SA-3 launch site above: "Fly here, three of us are still on the ground."
The pilot, a black captain, took off his headphones, looked at the map, then looked at the fuel indicator, shaking his head like a rattle.
"No! We don't have enough fuel. I don't know if I can fly back to Waterloo Airport now. Landing and taking off again will cost me a lot of fuel, no!"
"Damn it! They blew up the missile launcher, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get in!" Vincent said, "Can you give it a try!"
"The fuel gauge doesn't lie, I won't take this risk! If you insist on doing this, I'm afraid it will be easy for everyone to make an emergency landing. All areas leading to Liberty City are not safe now. The latest news is that the rebels have already invaded
Rockell area, if we make an emergency landing there, we may be surrounded by rebels!" The black captain refused to agree to Vincent's request.
Rocker is located on the backside of Bo, less than two hundred kilometers away from Liberty City.
Since the rebels have attacked there, that is to say, within the several hundred kilometers between Bo City and Liberty City, except for the two hundred kilometers outside Liberty City, other places are not safe zones.
Once the plane actually makes an emergency landing in an enemy-occupied area, the thousands of rebels swarming up are simply not something that these dozen mercenaries can resist.
"You have to make a choice!" said the black captain, "and I won't take risks for two or three of you! There are more important people on the plane!"
He pointed at Juliet.
"For God's sake!" Vincent raised his head and closed his eyes tightly.
The helicopter flew out of Bo City in the blink of an eye. If it didn't turn, it would soon completely fly out of this area. The distance of 7 kilometers seemed to the aircraft to be as simple as rising and landing.
To land or not to land, this is a matter of life and death.
Finally, when he lowered his head again, he said to the pilot: "Change the route! We are not going to Area 221 and will fly directly to Liberty City!"
Vincent made his own decision.
The sky was getting brighter, and he looked out through the porthole at a land intertwined with lush greenery and yellow soil. The huge plume of smoke rising from area 221 was still there, and the location of the SA-3 launch vehicle turned into a raging fire.
"Old Yu, it's not that I, Vincent, am unkind, it's just that your luck is really bad."
Lao Yu's call came from the radio.
"Vincent, I saw the plane, you can descend! I will guide it!"
Soon, a red smoke bomb indicator appeared on the ground. Apparently someone threw a red smoke bomb towards the ground. That was where Lao Yu and Qin Fei were, and it was the landing site where the Mi-17 was supposed to go.
The man carrying the radio looked at Vincent. Vincent turned his head and pretended not to hear.
Kunchai, who was sitting opposite the radio soldier, suddenly went berserk and rushed forward. He punched the radioman on the chin and beat him to the point of death. Before he could react, Kunchai grabbed the microphone and pressed the button.
Pressed the call button.
"Boss! They are going to abandon you! They won't land, they will fly straight..."
Before he finished speaking, Kunchai was hugged directly by several tall mercenaries and pinned to the floor of the aircraft cabin without knowing how to move. However, he still kept cursing: "I'm a piece of shit, a country guy."
, you have no fucking credibility! You are such a scumbag, you are not worthy of being a man!"
On the ground, Qin Fei looked at the Mi-17 that was about to exceed the landing range, and his heart cast a shadow.
He said to the old fish beside him: "Something's wrong, they seem to be flying over."
Old Fish picked up the radio microphone and called Vincent.
"Vincent, we have marked the landing site with red smoke bombs, please land immediately..."
There was no response on the radio.
Qin Fei looked around and saw that the ground was covered with corpses of rebel soldiers. There used to be a platoon of rebel soldiers here, but now they were all dead.
There is also a row of Indian peacekeeping troops sitting on the side. They were captured by the rebels and they are the ones who operate the SA-3.
Eric the God of Thunder pointed his gun at these guys. He didn't plan to be too polite to these curry soldiers, because if it weren't for these pigs, I'm afraid the first Mi-17 would not have crashed. Indirectly, these people were also accomplices of the rebels.
.
The Mi-17 had flown beyond the range where it was supposed to land.
Lao Yu's face changed. He seemed to realize something. As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Kunchai's cry.
"Boss! They are going to abandon you! They won't land, they will fly straight..."