"Stand up for me!" Qin Fei heard the conversation on the microphone and immediately walked up to the Indian peacekeeping force soldiers with VZ58, "Give you a minute to lock on that helicopter! Otherwise I will shoot you.
Go back home."
The Indian soldier was stunned at first.
"The countdown begins now... 60... 59..." Qin Fei didn't say much. These Indian people can definitely understand English. He raised his hand and fired a bunch of bullets in front of the Indian soldiers. These guys suddenly looked like a group of frightened people.
He jumped up like a rabbit and rushed to the only SA-3 launch vehicle that was not destroyed.
Qin Fei took the radio microphone from Lao Yu and coldly connected the channel.
"Joker, I am Qin Fei. If you can still hear me, I order you to fly back immediately, otherwise I will shoot you down immediately. I don't care who is on your plane, who you are, or who your company is.
Who is the boss? I emphasize again, I will shoot down your Mi-17 helicopter."
Lao Yu looked at the sky. The Mi-17 had become a small black spot in the sky. Fortunately, the SA-3's range was a full 15 kilometers and was still within the locking range.
"It seems that you really got it right. Vincent is playing tricks."
"Being on guard against others is essential," Qin Fei said.
The old fish suddenly sighed: "Am I getting old? Is it because I have become soft-hearted or am I trusting people too easily?"
Qin Fei smiled and said, "It's because your generation is too simple."
…
In the sky, there was silence in the cabin of the Mi-17.
No one spoke except for the roar of the plane.
Vincent looked at the radio soldier, who was holding a microphone in his hand. Kunchai was tied into a rice dumpling and thrown to the ground.
Everyone heard Qin Fei's words, but no one understood them.
Wasn't the SA-3 anti-aircraft missile blown up? That is a fact that everyone has seen. Why did the Z countryman threaten to shoot down this helicopter?
Also, aren’t there his friends on this plane? Does he really dare to do this?
No one knows what will happen, no one knows whether Qin Fei will do that, and why he dares to say such nonsense.
Didi didi——
Just as everyone was looking at each other, a red warning light flashed on the bridge.
The two black pilots were immediately in a panic. One of the co-pilots exclaimed: "Oh God! We are locked! There are missiles locked on us!"
Vincent's expression changed. He knew that Qin Fei was serious this time. If so, Qin Fei seemed to have intentionally left a launch vehicle unexploded.
But how does he operate these SA-3 missiles?
Has he studied?
But these are minor issues. The key is whether Qin Fei dares to press the launch button.
"Joker, I'll give you five. I can't see your plane turning around, so I'll press the launch button. Unless you don't want to be alive and take your men back to Liberty City."
Vincent's expression changed.
"five……"
Qin Fei's voice was extremely cold, as if coming from hell.
"Drive back! Turn around!"
Vincent yelled at the pilot, "Turn around and fly back right now! Otherwise he will shoot us down!"
"We're out of gas!" one of the pilots shouted subconsciously.
Vincent had almost no hesitation. This guy had experienced countless actual battles and had enough decisiveness. He drew out his pistol like lightning and put it directly on the forehead of one of the pilots: "I said, fly back!"
The last three words "fly back" were almost shouted, and everyone in the cabin was startled.
The cold muzzle of the gun hit his temple, and the black pilot immediately woke up, became smarter, and stopped talking about technical issues such as fuel.
In front of your life, there is no such thing as a problem. There is a crater below, and you have to descend. If you descend, life or death will be uncertain. If you don't turn around and descend, you will die now.
"Four……"
When Qin Fei counted to four, the Mi-17 in the sky made a large maneuver on one side of the fuselage and turned around towards area 221.
"OK, I will still lock you until landing. If you are not honest, my words will still stand."
Vincent's face was greener than an unripe orange. As the height decreased, he gradually saw the ground clearly. Sure enough, Qin Fei had saved a hand, and there was still a launch vehicle that he had not destroyed.
I really underestimated this kid's IQ. It seemed that betraying him would not be an easy task.
The Mi-17 hovered in the open space in front of the artillery position and landed.
Qin Fei came over, looked at Vincent and said: "It seems that the people of Country M are still afraid of death. After so many years, just like on the Korean battlefield, you are still paper tigers."
This is a completely insulting statement.
It's just that Vincent is the one who is at fault now. Just like a thief who has been caught and revealed, even if he is humiliated, it is inevitable and he has to grit his teeth and swallow it.
"Boy, we will still have opportunities to compete in the future, let's see."
"We'll wait until that day when you can still live." Qin Fei didn't even look at Vincent, but turned around and raised his head to signal to Old Yu.
Lao Yu and Thor Eric jumped on the plane. Qin Fei returned to the SA-3, shot all the consoles into parts, then turned and walked towards the Mi-17.
"This..." the Indian soldier chased behind him and looked at Qin Fei pitifully, "Can you take us with you?"
Qin Fei looked at the Mi-17 and then at the many Indian soldiers. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to take them with him. Including himself, there were already twenty-six people and four corpses on the plane, and the number of people the Mi-17 could carry
There are only 27 people. Even if they squeeze in, the fuel will not be enough to return to Waterloo Airport with the increased load.
Qin Fei jumped on the plane, sat on the side of the cabin, pulled up the safety buckle, and said loudly to the Indian soldiers below: "If I were you, I would immediately pick up the weapons, and then find a suitable place to break out and find my own big enemy."
force."
He looked at his watch and said, "You probably don't have much time left. If you are willing to waste it here, I have nothing to say, but the plane can no longer accommodate that many people."
Vincent couldn't wait and urged the pilot to take off.
The Mi-17's tripod lifted off the ground and slowly rose into the sky.
An Indian soldier suddenly couldn't help but rushed up, crying: "Please take me, take me..."
When he cried, everyone cried and chased the plane. Some even grabbed the plane's tripod and refused to let go.
Bang——
Vincent shot a soldier in the arm, causing immediate pain and the soldier let go.
Then, he fired another round of bullets at the feet of those INDIA soldiers, and roared fiercely: "Don't challenge my patience and bottom line! Otherwise I will go on a killing spree!"
The INDIA soldiers were stunned and stood there. Finally, someone listened to Qin Fei's words and ran back to pick up the gun.
Qin Fei looked at the ground getting farther and farther away, watching the Indian soldiers picking up their guns in a panic and running away, and watching the rebel troops approaching in the distance.
He didn't know if these people could rush out, and it was not something he could control. Even if he stayed with them, it would be useless. In the end, he would still be unable to escape death.
When the plane rose to an altitude of fifty meters, Qin Fei pressed the remote control.
boom--
A gorgeous fireball rose from the ground, and the last SA-3 launch vehicle turned into pieces in the firelight.