Chapter 683 The Falling Helicopter (The Tenth Completed)
"Follow me, I know where there is an open space where you can board the plane." After the ghost said this, he ran in front of the team to lead the way. Everyone followed him and ran towards the landing site.
Qin Fei was so stunned now that this man just appeared out of thin air, just like his nickname - Ghost.
The most important thing is that this person must have received special forces reconnaissance training. The terrain and street distribution of Bajil City are definitely not something he can achieve with an ordinary map or a GPS handheld terminal.
After all, blueprints are still blueprints. To truly understand what is happening in such a chaotic urban area, one must conduct careful pre-war reconnaissance.
"Ghost, how many days have you been here?"
Qin Fei always had a question in his heart.
That is who the ghost is coming for?
If he really came here for himself, he only got here last night. In other words, the ghost came here only from last night to now.
If it was for the Dragon Squad, it would only be one day better than myself.
In one day, you can put on makeup, hide in this urban area controlled by local tribal armed forces, and pretend to be one of them.
This kind of difficulty is simply harder than climbing to the sky.
Because language, skin color, habits, etc. can all expose you, a special forces soldier who can disguise himself so vividly and deceive so many people is probably beyond the scope of ordinary special forces soldiers.
"I just arrived a few hours earlier than you. The ghost said unambiguously."
"How many hours!?" Qin Fei couldn't believe his ears. Is this an international joke?
"What? I'm surprised? Didn't Unit 203 teach you how to disguise? Didn't they teach you how to scout the battlefield terrain as quickly as possible?" Ghost said as he ran.
He actually knows about Unit 203?
"How did you..." Qin Fei's eyes rounded.
"Shh-" Ghost made a silent gesture towards Qin Fei, and looked back at the bangs a few meters behind him: "Don't make a fuss, and don't tell anyone about my conversation with you. Just remember, we will meet again in the future.
It's okay to meet each other and I won't harm you. Don't ask about anything else. When the time comes, you will understand everything."
Qin Fei was shocked in his heart. It seemed that the origin of this ghost was not simple at all.
"Here we are, right in front!" The ghost stopped behind the building at the corner and pointed to a nearby building. "This used to be a school, but it was abandoned after the war, so there is an open space on one side. We will
Let’s build a defense line here, who will guide the helicopter?”
"I'll go!" Jin Donghai volunteered. He bent down and ran behind a bush next to the clearing, squatted there and took out two burning rods, pulled out the guide and ignited them, and threw them into the center of the clearing.
Then, Jin Donghai took out the laser pointer from his tactical bag and trotted back.
"Okay, I will go upstairs to guide them now, and I will leave the defense below to you."
After saying that, he turned around and waved to Leng Xuanmo: "Xiao Leng, follow me. You are responsible for controlling and guarding."
Leng Xuanmo is a sniper. He must occupy the commanding heights and establish a sniper position. At the same time, as a temporary defense line, he must also have a commanding heights as a guard post.
The remaining people spread out around the building, relying on the building itself and the house as cover to control every possible attack direction towards the landing site.
"Ge Qiming, how is your hand?" Qin Fei moved to Ge Qiming's side and asked worriedly.
Now Ge Qiming could only hold the gun with one hand, so he simply pulled out the pistol and used it as a weapon.
However, the role of a pistol in such a place is very limited and can only be used as a self-defense weapon.
"Qin Fei, can you help me?" Ge Qiming licked the beads of sweat next to his lips, "Help me find some wooden sticks, even wooden boards. I want to make a splint."
Qin Fei understood immediately.
Fixing the bones with a splint will at least relieve a lot of pain.
He quickly took out the Mad Dog tactical knife, found a dried tree trunk near the corner of the building, cut it into three sections, trimmed off the excess branches, and then made it into a stick of about 35cm.
"Do you think this is suitable?" Qin Fei handed the stick to Ge Qiming.
Ge Qiming smiled and said: "As an amateur, it's not bad, just make do with it."
"I've also learned about battlefield rescue." Qin Fei saw Ge Qiming biting the military disinfection bag with his mouth, so he grabbed it and said, "Okay, I'll help you, send Buddha to the west, good people will do it to the end."
After saying that, Qin Fei tore open the first aid kit, pulled out the sterile gauze inside, and then took out the sticky tape from the medical kit. He first carefully wrapped Ge Qiming's injured forearm a few times, and then placed the sticks on top of each other, parallel to the arm. , then wrap it with gauze, tie it up and fix it.
In order to ensure that the gauze would not fall off, Qin Fei wrapped the sticky tape several times on it, and finally hung a sliding belt directly around Ge Qiming's neck to hang the injured forearm.
"Done!" Qin Fei smiled, very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Ge Qiming looked at the bandaging skills and smiled: "As an amateur..."
Halfway through his words, Jin Donghai's voice in the wine glass headphones interrupted.
"The helicopter has received the signal, they responded and are flying here."
Everyone stretched their necks in anticipation and looked up into the sky.
The small lights of the helicopter were getting bigger and bigger, and the distance was getting closer and closer. After a rough estimate, Qin Fei felt that the distance to the landing site was only four kilometers, and he would probably arrive there in a while.
In the blazing city, a fireball appeared on the top of a building.
Then, a missile trailing a trail of fire shot straight into the sky.
"Air defense missile!" Ge Qiming couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.
The two helicopters in the sky were obviously frightened and immediately made evasive maneuvers. The two aircraft parted ways in a figure-eight shape in different directions.
The missile trailed a tail of fire and was as nimble as a dragon in the air. It turned a corner and bit one of the helicopters firmly.
The helicopters provided by the Nomon government forces are only old-fashioned Soviet-style Mi-8s, and the most advanced ones are only Mi-24s. These models have been proven as early as the Afghan war in the late 1970s, and they are superior to anti-aircraft missiles. A plate of appetizers.
Sure enough, not long after, the missile finally caught up with one of the helicopters, and the proximity fuse detonated the missile body.
The helicopter turned into a ball of fire in the air, staggered and struggled twice before falling into the city.
The other helicopter was like a hasty deserter, it had already disappeared without a trace.
Everyone looked at this scene and couldn't help but be stunned.
"It's over..."
After a long time, Lao Yu finally shook his head in frustration: "Our air support is gone..."