Dragoon fighter

"Hurry up, hurry up, catch up and help them both up. Hafar, it's time for you to lose weight." Several figures sneakily lowered their bodies in the camp, avoiding the attacks of the armed men. In terms of sight, God forbid, these idiots were just staring at the sky, not knowing that someone had rescued the two prisoners held in their camp.

Those who can be scouts are all guys with excellent physical fitness, reaction ability and IQ. They have strong adaptability and adaptability. While everyone is paying attention to this great collision between heaven and earth, a group of mercenaries quietly move. Entered the simple camp.

This place has just been settled not long ago. There is not even a fence or anything like that. There is no gathering material nearby to collect materials. It is not known how long the pile of stones will last.

There are just three sentries with one post and five steps with one sentry. If you are not careful, people will take advantage of the loopholes.

Omar, who was sent out by Aibik to implement the plan to remove the fuel from the cauldron, has completed the arrangement of bombs and fuel bombs, and the mechanical countdown electric detonation. This detonation method is often used for car bombs, Nabao bombs, etc. Afghans in the war It has developed a set of mature low-cost and high-power arms technology. The detonation method used by the United States and other countries to conduct terrorist attacks is similar to that of bombs.

"Hiss, please be gentle, it hurts me so much, my legs are broken and I can't touch the ground.

"I know, I know, you fat pig, it's time for you to lose weight. How much do you weigh? Why are you so heavy?"

"Stop talking, this is called blessing, do you understand? Blessing, you don't have it yet, what do I care about you?" Hafar, who was originally wearing a turban, only had messy hair, his face was covered with bloodstains, and his clothes were in tatters. Tui was temporarily tied up with a simple wooden stick as a splint. His whole body was covered in bruises and grinning, and he was being helped by his companions to jump forward.

"Larry, Larry!" Hafar shouted to his companions in the same reconnaissance group.

"Uh." Larry lay on the back of another mercenary who came to rescue him. The black panda's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them. He reluctantly responded in a hoarse voice, but he was so weak that he couldn't move. It was obvious that he was tortured. More serious than Hafar.

"Poor Larry, if he can go back alive, he must bring his woman here and take good care of him. Alas, where is my woman?"

Hafar, who was being supported by someone, still didn't change his talkative nature, but suddenly saw a group of people rushing towards them. He almost pushed the people around him to grab the gun he was carrying. After a closer look, it turned out to be theirs. Boss Omar finally calmed down and said with a smile: "Boss Omar, I am so happy to see you. I almost thought I would never see you again." Hafar was like a poor child. I finally found my relatives and burst into tears.

"Well done. When you get back, I'll ask for credit from Chief Aibik for you." Omar, who already knew what kind of person Hafar was, completely ignored this guy's genius acting ability and treated the rescued self as a routine. The person was comforted with a few words.

In fact, you don’t need to guess, this guy must not be able to survive the torture, otherwise he will be like Larry and still be confused to this day.

That's what mercenaries are like. When they go to the battlefield, they deserve to be beaten to death. If they are caught, they can be shot to death without complaining. If they are dragged away, they will be tortured. That's fine. If you confess, you will not be criticized by your comrades afterwards, unless you are specially reminded in advance to keep it confidential. In order to protect this dog's life and continue to eat, some information is allowed to be revealed to a certain extent.

"Attention, it will detonate in a while. Everyone must rush out while you have the opportunity! Do you understand?" Omar said to his men who came back from various bomb placement points. The smooth operation today was also thanks to Mr. "Knight" , his plane attracted most people's attention in the sky, and Omar and the others took the opportunity to move in, and quickly completed the arrangement of the time bomb.

Although it would be a pity to blow up and burn the supplies piled up like a hill, but in order to protect the men, women, and children in Gem Valley, we can only grit our teeth and give up. It would be a disaster to keep them until they are in our hands.

It was not all smooth sailing during the operation in the camp, but they are the best-equipped veterans among the mercenaries. Not only do they have guns with silencers, but they are also good at throwing knives. They quickly kill their enemies before they realize they have reacted. other side.

Omar and his men had just hid in a tent when a huge explosion suddenly erupted in the camp. The loud bangs came one after another with impact, knocking off many tents, even the tent Omar and the others were in. It was farther away, but it was still shaken. The rickety supports creaked, and several unknown objects tore the roof of the tent and fell in. Fortunately, no one was hit.

"Great!" "What a success!" The mercenaries in the tent clenched their fists and exchanged glances with each other, each with the joy of success.

"Let's go, rush out!" Omar shouted loudly, waved his fist, and rushed out first with the AK-47 in his arms.

Sure enough, the material assembly area was bombed, a raging fire broke out, and the camp fell into chaos. Omar and the others were discovered just as they rushed out of the tent. Gunshots rang out immediately. It drilled into the human body and carved out a large hole with bloody flesh.

During the melee, several of Omar's men fell, but the enemy fell even more. They desperately dragged the wounded outside the camp, and the mercenary machine gunners deployed outside the camp also began to pull the triggers, spraying A hail of bullets covered Omar and the others.

...Knight, sir "Knight, sir, have you seen us? We are to the west, please cover us."

Omar half-knelt on the ground, raised the gun with one hand, turned the muzzle of the gun horizontally, and fired violently on the AK-47. During the war years, the Chinese people in China had a similar approach in solving the muzzle jump by flattening the shell gun.

"receive!"

As soon as Lin Mo's voice came, Omar saw two tongues of fire sweeping from the sky to the ground, sweeping out a death zone directly near him.

"Well done!" Omar waved his hand with high spirits, "Brothers, let's go!" With the joy of air support, he had already experienced the pride of calling in fighter jets for support when the US military attacked Afghanistan.

"Damn it, bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

The furious Lawrence was no longer just going crazy, waving his fists at the sky angrily.

The coalition of the four major organizations, the "Taliban", the "Allah Purification Mission", the "Mujahideen" and the "World Uyghur Congress", was actually disturbed by a classic fighter jet, and some people even took the opportunity to stir up trouble. The fish bombed the camp's material storage area. What a shame.

Even a fool understands that if the pass of Gemstone Valley cannot be breached within these two days, the coalition soldiers will have no choice but to chew stones and live and die in this desolate place.

I have never felt out of control, what kind of opponent is this.

Lawrence made a quick decision and decided to quit. This place was a big quagmire with too many surprises. If he wasn't prepared accordingly, he would be hit hard by the opponent's strange moves and punches like this.

What a serious blow to morale this was.

How dare those leaders continue to stand and watch the excitement? They spread out and shouted to gather their troops and stabilize the situation. On one side, they sent troops to chase the intruders, and on the other side, they fired more vigorously into the air.

The carefully planned action plans suffered such blows one after another. Lawrence's eyes were already blood red, and he cursed at the sky in a vicious voice. His eyes moved towards his helicopter, the black armed helicopter, although it was covered with camouflage cloth. But he already felt that it was no longer safe here.

Just when he was about to take action, the P-51 "Mustang" in the sky finally dropped the most lethal weapon it carried.

A 200 kilogram hybrid bomb mixed with C-4, rubber crumbs, gasoline and TNT hit the camp area from a small black dot. A circle of pale white impact bombs instantly swept through the entire camp, and the huge flames were scorching. The heat wave and thick smoke spread fiercely, turning everyone and tents into ashes wherever they passed.

The big tent in the center of the camp was torn into pieces. Lawrence, who rushed towards his helicopter, screamed and was blown more than ten meters away. He hit the helicopter with his head and fainted.

Steel pipes, furniture fragments and other debris flying around directly damaged the armed helicopter. After all, it was too fragile. Even a slight impact was enough to deform the aircraft. Without professional mechanics to repair it, I'm afraid it would never be able to fly again. stand up.

"On target!"

Lin Mo's last bomb dealt the heaviest blow to the entire enemy camp, and the chaos could no longer be controlled.

After the optical microscope detected that Omar and others had escaped safely, Lin Mo controlled the "Mustang" to turn the wings sideways and start to dive back. This was a full and enjoyable battle against the opponent.

If it weren't for the combination of himself and the gold coins, if it were someone else driving this old "Mustang", it is estimated that the "Mustang" that had eaten at least thousands of rounds of bullets would have been beaten down countless times, that is, if this guy with the gold coins was there. , Lin Mo can use this fighter jet as a cross.

"Well done." Knight, sir, I have good news for you. The enemy at the mountain pass has withdrawn, and we are holding it! "

The voice of the mercenary leader Aibi came from the radio station again. You can imagine how excited he was. At the same time, the cheers of other people beside him also came.

The "Mustang" flew over the mountain pass at an ultra-low altitude, and in the trenches on the position, many young Patan soldiers and mercenaries could be seen waving their hands and weapons toward Lin Mo.

If he didn't have reason to restrain himself, he might have vented his joy by shooting into the sky. ! .