"Beautiful!" Looking at the big fireball exploding in the sky, Wang Yaozu punched hard, excitement flashed across his face, but his eyes were already aimed at another armed helicopter.
The pilot and co-pilot on the armed helicopter next to them watched with their own eyes as the surface-to-air missile turned and caught up with their companions, blowing them into a pile of fireballs. At this moment, their mouths were still open in fear.
It's not that the two of them are just seeing each other, but they really didn't expect that this is the Golden Triangle and the border. The so-called armed warlords are just using those things from World War II. Ever since the Eight-faced Buddha produced two armed helicopters
, are already the dominant figures in this area, and they never thought that one day they would be shot down by missiles.
They had never seen this thing before. At first they thought it was an RPG. It was not like they had never experienced it before. It couldn't hit an airplane at all. Who would have thought that it could actually turn corners? So theirs was a surface-to-air missile.
"Quick, quick, kill him, kill him!" The co-pilot saw Wang Yaozu tinkering with another warhead and installing it into the launch tube. He was so frightened that he screamed in horror, and his voice changed.
Being reminded of this, the machine gunner immediately reacted, holding Gatlin's hand tightly, and his eyes quickly began to search for Wang Yaozu's location.
Just as the scene in front of me changed, I saw the helicopter raised its head and flew up, then drew an arc in the sky and turned around and ran away.
"What are you doing! Damn it!" the co-pilot yelled.
"Go fuck him and kill him. If you don't hit him correctly, we will be dead!" The driver turned his head and shouted with blood-red eyes: "Run, run out of range to survive!"
"Fuck you!" The co-pilot rushed over to grab the control stick, and shouted loudly: "You can't run away, you can't run away, do you understand? That's a missile, flying faster than the plane!"
After all, they were both trained by Han Chen. They were not professionally trained air force combatants at all. Regardless of fighting will, combat experience, and crisis management, at the critical moment, they were completely in chaos. The two pilots
The members themselves had a disagreement first, and for the only survival judgment in their hearts, the two of them started fighting without hesitation.
The machine gunner's whole body was shaking uncontrollably as the plane shook. He couldn't see anything clearly and couldn't do anything. He could only hold on to the Gatling in his hand and shout something unconsciously.
Wang Yaozu, who was refilling a missile into the launch tube, looked up and noticed that something was wrong with the helicopter in the sky. It seemed that the pilot was drunk. However, he didn't think much about it. He just raised his eyebrows and started looking through the sight again.
Lock it up.
No matter what happened to you, just beat it down and it will be fine!
With a beep, the lock was completed. Wang Yaozu pressed the launch button again without hesitation. There was another ear-piercing scream, and the warhead rushed out, leaving only a white line in the air.
"Ahhhhhhh..." Amidst the pilot's terrified screams, the warhead slammed into the helicopter body. There was an explosion, and a huge fireball exploded in the sky.
A ball of burning fire shot down from the sky, and finally hit the ground with a loud bang, triggering another explosion of fuel and billowing smoke. The two modified Wuzhi aircraft that Han Chen was fighting across the border turned into two black masses.
of scrap iron.
"Beautiful!" Wang Yaozu grabbed the individual missile launcher on his shoulder and placed it on the ground. He waved his hand fiercely while looking at the falling fireball.
Just after admiring it for a few seconds, I felt a sudden sting in my mind, and my body rushed out almost as a conditioned reflex. I didn't even bother to take the individual missile launcher in my hand, so I rushed out.
In an instant, the sound of "Puff, puff, puff" was heard, and the place behind him where he had just stood was filled with smoke from bullets.
It turned out that he was just staring at the helicopters in the sky and didn't notice that when he killed the first helicopter, there were already people on the drug criminal's side lying under the car and secretly targeting him.
"Fuck!" Wang Yaozu spat out the dirt in his mouth. He rolled several times before escaping from the barrage. He then kicked the ground with both feet and ejected. The moment he landed, he grabbed the AK47 he had just thrown away and aimed at the bullets.
The direction is a burst of fire.
"Click, click, click!" Almost all the bullets were fired near the target vehicle, and the guy who had just shot Zheng Huan was so frightened that he shrank back!
"Fuck, don't hold back, blow it up, blow it up, blow it up!" Wang Yaozu wiped the cold sweat from his head and shouted with a ferocious expression.
We were just waiting for Han Chen's helicopter. Otherwise, with the firepower of Phalanx's most elite group of mercenaries, how could we still fight them? It was just a waste of all our strength.
We lack everything except money!
If you are poor, you will use tactics and tactics; if you are rich, you will attack your motherfucker.
Suddenly, people from three directions set up RPGs, and with a swishing sound, the RPGs rushed almost indiscriminately to the last few vehicles left by the drug criminals.
"Boom", "Boom" and "Boom" were heard three times, and the gunfire and other gunfire stopped completely. The area was almost bombed into a waste area, and even if there were people still alive, they did not dare to show up.
"Oh, that's it." Wang Yaozu stood up, held an AK in one hand, and held a walkie-talkie in the other hand and ordered: "Check to see if there are any survivors, leave two of them behind, um, wait, let Ali's subordinates go over."
"Pfft!" Wang Jianjun laughed unkindly.
"Da da da" A round of bullets hit Ali's few remaining men, and the group of people shrank back in fright.
"Go, check to see if anyone is alive!" Wang Jianjun shouted loudly.
Ali’s men:???
We are just here to make a deal. You are fighting a world war. Have you ever considered our feelings?
Is there any royal law?
Are there still human rights?
Boss, Brother Li, you don’t care...
"Go!" Wang Jianjun came over directly with a gun in his hand.
"Go, go, go." The four living people stood up quickly, glanced at Ali who had just crawled out from under the car, and walked out tremblingly with a small pistol.
Not daring to dawdle, they could only walk while frantically thinking of ways to save themselves. Not to mention, it really made them think of it, hadn't it been shown on TV...
A guy suddenly pulled his neck and shouted, "Listen to the drug dealers inside, you have been surrounded by our police. Surrendering is your only way out. Put down the gun and surrender it before killing!"
"You have the right to remain silent. Every word you say will be used as evidence in court!" Another man shouted as soon as his mouth became bald.
"Pfft, hahahaha." Wang Yaozu was immediately amused by this, and kept doing the same thing. These guys really watched the police and gangster movies in vain.