Heartbeat shouted, and his hands began to control the transport plane to make maneuvers. The heavy body of the Hercules began to rotate in the air. Heartbeat's eyes were fixed on the screen, and he pressed the button just before the missile approached.
Outside the plane, a large number of decoy bombs were ejected, and the rapidly passing missiles were interfered with, and finally hit the decoy bombs, exploding into a brilliant ball in the air.
Everyone in the plane felt the plane shaking, and at the same time the sound of explosions came from the rear, and they all let out a long sigh of relief. This at least proved that the decoy bombs worked.
But then the alarm sounded again when it was locked again.
Everyone looked at Heartbeat nervously, and Heartbeat's brows were sweating, but he said helplessly: "We have run out of bait bombs..."
This sentence is equivalent to a death sentence for a transport aircraft. If it is locked by a missile, it is impossible for a heavy transport aircraft to use maneuvers to get rid of the missile. There will only be one outcome: the aircraft will be shot down.
There was nothing that could be done about the beating of the heart. Out of habit, everyone turned their attention to Owen. Owen was also helpless, but a look of despair only flashed across his face. His eyes swept across the cabin, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes snapped.
's light up.
…
In the sky, the second missile was approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye. The distance between the two sides was constantly shortening, fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, one meter. Then the missile passed over the tail fin and went straight to the wing.
The engine goes away.
There was a loud noise, the engine was hit, the wings were broken, the missile exploded and detonated the fuel in the fuel tank. The aircraft disintegrated and turned into various parts falling down.
…
Somewhere in the world, Solomon Lane, who saw all this through the drone footage, raised the corner of his mouth. He was about to drink champagne when he suddenly frowned. The debris after the plane disintegrated appeared messy in the screen, but he seemed to be inside.
Saw something.
Solomon Lane stepped forward and stared at the screen carefully. On the screen, the wreckage of the plane fell rapidly, and several pieces of the fuselage floated away, revealing what was behind it, which was a tank.
Solomon Lane's eyes widened. The tank was falling rapidly, at the speed of free fall. Then the tank's falling posture suddenly stagnated. The three parachutes above it opened at the same time. The tank's falling speed was suppressed, which was even more shocking.
Annoyingly, the turret cover was immediately pushed open, and it was Owen who emerged from inside.
…
In the tank, everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly when they felt that they had escaped from the free fall state. They succeeded. They used the tank to escape. They actually did it. This was simply a stroke of genius. No, it was a chance to survive from a desperate situation.
He was shouting excitedly with his heart beating, and the others were not much better.
The confident smile on Solomon Lane's face had long since disappeared, and he smashed the champagne and the glass to pieces in anger.
"Kill them for me, shoot down their tanks for me..."
Ryan yelled out of control, and then realized that something was wrong with him. After calming down his emotions, he continued to the drone pilot: "Shoot down their tank..."
"However, both of the Predator's missiles have been launched, and we have no missiles left..."
The driver's expression was a little troubled.
"Then use a machine gun. If the machine gun doesn't work, just hit me..."
Ryan lost his temper again.
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Everyone in the tank was still congratulating themselves for escaping death, when suddenly there was a clanking sound outside. The sound of rain hitting sardine cans clearly meant that someone was shooting at them, or shooting continuously.
As soon as Irving climbed out of the hatch, he saw the drone whizzing by. The machine gun on the aircraft was flashing with fire. The bullets not only hit the tank, but also punched many holes in the tank's parachute.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Owen felt that the tank seemed to fall a little faster.
The drone whizzed past, and Owen looked up at the blue sky above his head. More than a dozen holes were drilled into the three parachutes. If this continued, they would be finished sooner or later.
After a circle, the drone approached here again. A new round of attacks was about to begin. Owen had prepared his machine gun. He had to kill the drone.
The drone kept getting closer, Owen kept taking aim, and the distance between the two sides got closer and closer. Then, the drone and the tank's machine gun opened fire almost simultaneously.
Shooting against a machine gun is a test of willpower. Owen stared at the approaching drone without blinking. When the opponent entered the shooting range, Owen's bullet time was also opened to the maximum.
In Owen's field of vision, the speed of the drone slowed down, and even the firing frequency of the aircraft's belly aerial machine gun also slowed down.
Right now...
Owen told himself, and at the same time he pressed the firing button in his hand, the tank machine gun roared, and the ballistic trajectory spread into the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Owen controls the trajectory of the machine gun to block the path of the drone. Even if the bullet time is activated, the speed of the drone is still very fast. It is unrealistic to rely on Owen to track it. The effect may not be as good as waiting for the other party.
Waiting for the opponent to bump into you along the way.
The next second, Owen's approach worked. The bullets extended from the nose to the tail of the aircraft. The high speed of the bullets and the speed of the drone more than doubled the power of the bullets. The machine gun bullets easily tore apart the drone.
The shell of the drone was punched through, and it immediately turned into a pile of broken parts, completely disintegrated.
The flying parts were like a hail of bullets, and Owen was so frightened that he lay down on the turret and barely managed to escape.
When he raised his head again, he discovered that the splattered aircraft debris had actually cut the connecting ropes of the two parachutes, and the parachutes fell off. Now the entire tank was only supported by one parachute that was still intact.
The sudden stall caused Owen to almost fall out. After climbing back into the tank in shock, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They solved the drone threat, but got into other troubles.
Now the tank is falling downward at a speed that is not much worse than free fall. At this speed, even a parachute is useless. The moment it hits the ground, everyone on the vehicle will be shocked to death.
"Guys, the good news is there is a lake below us, the bad news is we are still about 100 meters away from the lake shore..."
"You mean there is a lake down there that can save lives, but we can only watch ourselves fall to death on the lake shore?"
"I'm afraid that's the case..."
What the heartbeat said was very useful, but it was extremely bad news.
"Damn heartbeat, why are you telling me this..."
Tangli immediately fell into a sea of curses. At this time, his heartbeat was still in the mood to joke about good news and bad news. He deserved to be scolded.
Owen heard something else from his words. He was stuck on the situation on the radar screen, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"ela, the turret rotates eighty-two degrees to the left..."
Owen suddenly issued an order, and everyone else was shocked.
"Rotate the turret, what do you want to hit?"
"Don't worry, I don't have time, just do as I say..."
Time passed by, and the tank dropped hundreds of meters every second. Although Ela didn't understand what Owen was going to do, her trust in the captain allowed her to carry out the order unconditionally.
"The turret has rotated eighty-two degrees to the left."
"Load and fire~"
"Load and fire~"
Ghost repeated Owen's order while loading the tank gun, and then decisively pressed the launch button.
He also couldn't figure out what Owen was going to do, but that didn't stop him from carrying out Owen's orders without reservation.
With a bang, the artillery shell pierced the chamber, and the tank moved more than ten meters to the right due to the reaction force of the shell.
At this moment, everyone understood Owen's intention. Without waiting for his instructions, the ghost had already quickly withdrawn the empty shell and pushed in a new shell.
"Listen to my command and rotate the turret upward eighteen degrees..."
Owen took a look at the radar image and made some adjustments.
"Rotate upward eighteen degrees and complete."
"Fire~"
"Fire~"
There was another bang, and the tank shifted again. I looked at the coordinates on the radar with my heart beating in disbelief. They were now nearly thirty meters closer to the lake shore than before.
Everyone's confidence increased greatly and their movements became more proficient. Irving no longer needed to worry about what happened next. The heartbeat spontaneously took over Irving's role and fired shells one after another. Not only did the tank leave the lake shore, it even moved towards
It's tens of meters closer to the center of the lake.
Seeing the position on the radar, the crowd burst into cheers, their faces suddenly stiffened, and then they shouted: "Oops, we are falling too fast..."
"Do you still need me to teach you this?"
Owen yelled angrily, his heartbeat seemed to be enlightened by his shout, and his face immediately showed surprise.
"Listen to my order, point the turret down, and fire with all your strength..."
His method is very simple, almost the same as before, except that the reaction force to the right is replaced by an upward one.
At this time, the tank is getting faster and faster due to the acceleration of gravity, almost like a free fall. However, every time the gun is fired, the tank's falling momentum will stagnate. No one knows how much effect this will have, but
After all, it is a solution, which is better than nothing.
In the tank, people kept repeating the actions of loading and firing guns, but their eyes were all fixed on the electronic radar screen. From the screen, they were getting closer and closer to the lake. The lake was infinitely magnified, and everyone's hearts were filled with excitement.
Holding each other together, Fred and Shabaitian held hands, and Owen also held hands with Monica. It was a matter of life or death. Finally, a huge earthquake came from the whole body of the tank.
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On the shore, a father was reading a picture book to his young son.
"Dad, what are these?"
"Look, this one is a plane, flying in the sky. That one is a tank, running on the ground, and the other one is a ship, swimming in the water..."
"Dad, do tanks have to be on land? Are there no tanks that can swim?"
The son looked innocent, and then asked his doubts.
The father rubbed his son's fluffy hair, smiled fondly and replied: "Of course there are tanks that can swim. Those are called amphibious tanks, which can be used on land or in the water..."
"Is there a tank that can fly in the sky?"
"There is no such thing."
The father said firmly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a gunshot, then a big hole opened in the water, and then he saw a tank falling from the sky and falling into the water.
Both father and son were stunned. After a while, the son asked timidly: "But, Dad, I just saw a tank flying in the sky fall into the water. It seems that the tank can fly in the sky, so this
Should this species be called an amphibious tank..."
Faced with his son's question, the father was speechless. After a while, the father and son's eyes were once again attracted to the lake. There, a tank was slowly emerging from the bottom of the water. First, the barrel and turret, and then the outline of the entire tank gradually became clear.
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The plot of Africa is finally finished. You should be familiar with this scene.