This is impossible, impossible

When the fire of the explosion of the armed helicopter soared into the sky, all the militants made incredible roars.???                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

The other party only has rifles, only rifles, they have nothing but rifles. How could they kill an armed helicopter? Here, armed helicopters are the undisputed air control overlords. It is impossible to be destroyed by such a few people holding rifles. It is impossible, not...

But no matter how many words they said in their hearts were impossible, the facts were in front of them. The armed helicopter was destroyed, and the second armed helicopter that was blown into ruins and followed also became precarious and fell into the storm that would be destroyed at any time.

Shockwave, yes, the shock wave generated by the explosion of the first armed helicopter put the helicopter behind in a short-term dilemma. Although the mines hitting it did not explode, the shock wave generated by the explosion at close range was slapped hard. Even if it was a body of steel, even if it had strong armor, it could only struggle in the storm.

Trembling and shaking, the pilot tried his best to control the helicopter to struggle northward to escape from the trouble of shock waves. Under the tearing of the force and shock waves, the helicopter forced himself to a vortex where forces and forces fought each other. And this was helpless. If he didn't struggle, he would definitely be severely damaged by the shock wave.

Flying at a low altitude, the two helicopters were more than twenty meters apart, and even Hemingway couldn't figure out how they flew. This spacing was wrong at all, and this spacing did not meet the tactical requirements at all. And this flight that did not meet the tactical rules was completely contempt for them. If they were not contempt, how could such a low-level mistake be made?

Hemingway, who was lying on the ground and endured the first wave of heat waves of books, raised his head, raised the rifle in his hand, chewed hard with a bite of soil and chewed hard, his pupils filled with unspeakable excitement. He had never used this position to use a rifle to snipe the armed helicopter, so he chewed the soil in great excitement, stimulating himself crazy with the fishy astringency of the soil, and let himself fall into unprecedented calm in extreme stimulation.

The muzzle was trembling, trembling, trembling, trembling... Suddenly, the rifle in Hemingway's hand stopped moving, and the trembling state suddenly became completely still, presenting a straight line that locked the windshield of the armed helicopter.

At this moment, Hemingway's body also showed absolute static and tense, but the Facebook showed great relaxation, and even a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Gently press the trigger downward, shoot, shoot

"Bang"

The 7.62mm warhead broke out and passed through an almost straight ballistic, hitting the helicopter windshield a hundred meters away with an extremely accurate accuracy.

"Bang"

"Clam"

A crack appeared.

"Bang"

"Clam"

"Bang"

"puff"

Three consecutive shots, the bullet penetrated the windshield and hit the pilot's chest hard.

A bunch of blood spurted out, dyeing the cracked glass red. The pilot lay heavily on the operating table without saying a word, completely losing control of the helicopter.

"call"

The helicopter that had lost control fell downwards, and after hitting the ground, rolling wildly.

"Crack, click, click..."

The rapidly rotating propeller twisted the ground, twisting the land into deep potholes.

"Clam"

"Buzz"

Half of the propeller flew out, spinning in the air, spinning, and then slashed two big trees horizontally and inserted it fiercely in front of Long Xiaoqi.

"laugh"

The propeller was like a sharp blade falling from the sky, with seven or eight meters of oar wings almost completely inserted into the ground, only ten centimeters away from Long Xiaoqi. This scene scared Long Xiaoqi completely stunned. After a long time, he let out a long breath of turbid air and got up and screamed.

"Mom Hemingway, I almost got killed by you." Long Xiaoqi jumped up and pointed to Hemingway who was already standing up and carrying a gun and was acting cool, "What are you doing when you are standing up? Grab the gun and robbed the air cannons, remove the heavy machine gun on it, remove the rockets on it for me, don't be idle, hurry up."

After roaring, Long Xiaoqi ran away with his legs towards the falling second armed helicopter. At the same time, polar bear Haimingwei and Han Hu rushed over and began to sweep the falling helicopter.

The helicopter did not explode, it just fell. The many weapons on it were still good.

"Get out" Han Hu pulled out the machine gunner inside.

The machine gunner was covered in blood for a long time, but he was lucky enough to die and fell into a trance-like semi-unconscious person. He was very lucky and unlucky. When he was pulled out by Han Hu, he lay heavily on the ground like a dead dog and twitched.

"Brother-in-law, there is still someone who is alive." Han Hu took out his pistol and pointed it at the pilot's head, "Kill him, this guy won't live long."

It is true that he won't live long. Almost all the bones on the machine gunner's body were smashed and his internal organs were greatly traumatized. If he could rescue him at this time, he might be able to save his life. However, the rescue must be carried out within ten minutes. It is obvious that without this time, he will definitely die.

"No, no, no..." The machine gunner vomited blood outwards, and raised his head with all his strength in his body, saying, "This is this..."

There was a strong burn in his eyes, but the blood that kept vomiting made him unable to speak. He was very anxious, as if he wanted to express something quickly, but...

"Hemingway detects the radio, the polar bear hangs him up, and Han Hu collects tactical flashlights to shine on him." Long Xiaoqi narrowed his eyes and said, "Either you die or I die. I have reached this point, then declare war."

Declare war, declare war forever. When Long Xiaoqi said this, Han Hu and his men suddenly became violent.

It is impossible to be good anymore. Since this is the case, then declare war. At this time, when it is impossible to retreat, in a situation where you know you will die, declare war hard and start crazy.

The polar bear quickly lifted the machine gunner high. Han Hu shone the polar bear hanging on the big tree with a tactical flashlight. Hemingway connected the airborne radio and handed it to Long Xiaoqi, and then locked the machine gunner who was half dead on the tree with a rifle.

"Sizi..." Long Xiaoqi pinched the radio, waited for the current to ring, and said in a calm voice: "God is armed? Well, please look here, we... will never stop until we die."

"Dadada..."

"Puff puff puff..."

Hemingway licked his lips and pulled the trigger, knocking the machine gunner into a sieve.

This is a declaration of war, rough and simple

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Chapter completed!