Dragoon fighter

Even though the Gemstone Valley side had achieved absolute air supremacy, the sabotage role that the fighter jets should have played did not appear at all.

There wasn't even a bullet fired into the air from the ground. The P-51 "Mustang" was completely ignored by the people. Even if the bullets hit the body, the red eyes of the militants were just staring in the direction of the valley. .

These desperadoes completely withstood the firepower of fighter jets and launched a desperate attack. If they can succeed, the lucky ones will be the ones who survive. And in this chaotic land, when the gun fires, these veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles are the only ones who can believe There is only Allah's blessing.

Lin Mo's mentality had changed dramatically from a minute ago. The occasional picture captured by the light mirror technique made him quickly shift his attention to one of the light mirrors.

The light mirror as big as a dinner plate is as clear as a translucent monitor. There is a team on the ground that is far better equipped than these militants and is approaching. They look very familiar. Judging from their appearance, most of them have black hair and yellow skin. Among East Asians, there are actually a few whites and Middle Easterners.

There was a person in front of the advancing team. Although his face was painted with oil paint, Lin Mo could still recognize him. This was Zhang Zhenyu, the fourth squadron leader of the "Dark Night" special service brigade, codenamed "Afanti", who is responsible for overseas special operations. .

In addition, their equipment is unique to the "Dark Night" special service brigade. It has the beauty and portability of the United States, the multi-purpose of China and the durability of Russia. They are almost the common advantages of the conventional individual equipment of China, the United States and Russia. All gathered together.

If I guessed correctly, they were coming for me. It was really unfortunate for the brothers of the Fourth Squadron that they actually pursued them into such desolate mountains and searched aimlessly for more than half a month.

If I hadn't reported my gxxx coordinates on a satellite phone before, I'm afraid they still wouldn't know where to find me. If there was no news for more than a period of time, I would most likely be considered a martyr.

That would be tragic, and he would have to be dragged to target shooting by his angry comrades.

The P-51 "Mustang" immediately left the battlefield and flew towards them. The altitude was very low, but it was enough for the team to see everything in the cockpit clearly.

As soon as they heard the gentle roar of the fighter's engine, the Fourth Squadron immediately stopped advancing and spread out. Using large rocks as cover, they raised their guns and aimed at the propeller-driven fighter that suddenly flew over.

Lin Mo suddenly pulled the body up vertically at a large angle, and then quickly pulled the lever back. The body fell backwards and performed an inverted U-shaped maneuver before leveling out again. This ultra-low-altitude sharp turn maneuver was only three meters above the ground, and then roared. Climb high quickly.

When he was closest to the troops on the ground, Lin Mo waved his hand outside the cockpit and pointed to his helmet.

There is a red five-pointed star on the pure white standard aviation helmet. If they have a telescope, they should be able to see that Lin Mo's helmet is the standard helmet installed by the Chinese Air Force, and they can naturally guess the identity of the pilot.

"Alright, all clear, put down the gun!"

Zhang Zhenyu, captain of the Fourth Squadron, who had personally led the team around this barren mountainous area for almost half a month, waved to his men.

He didn't use a telescope to observe, but he was absolutely certain that the pilot operating this fighter must be Captain Lin Mo, whom they had been searching for for more than half a month. A big stone finally fell to the ground in his heart. In order to find this guy, he traveled across mountains and rivers, and missed him one after another. In several places, if it weren't for the coordinates confirmed by Captain Lin Mo from the base, otherwise there would be no where to look in this vast mountain.

The ground search and rescue mission is so difficult. One second in the sky and nearly one kilometer on the ground. In the mountainous area, a car can’t move as fast as two tuis. It all depends on the map on foot.

There are so many militants here, and it is far away from the national border. Frequent dispatches of search and rescue helicopters cannot be guaranteed, so the efficiency is naturally extremely low, but it is impossible not to do so.

At least one thing was certain. Captain Lin Mo was still alive and probably moving with a group of people.

"Captain, what's going on? Watch out for the plane!"

The soldier whose brain had not yet turned around was still staring nervously at the plane that was making a bold maneuver. The muzzle of the gun did not dare to move an inch, and it followed the front of the plane steadily, maintaining the reserved shooting advance.

"It's okay, that's Captain Lin Mo! Well, it should be him."

"How is it possible? Isn't he flying a J-10? Where did this old-fashioned aircraft come from?"

"I don't know. It's probably a long story. Just look at that maneuver. Only he can do such a thrilling maneuver. Ordinary pilots can't do it. This guy is so capable. He just crashed the plane and did it so quickly. There was a fight, and looking at this posture, he was fighting with someone."

Major Zhang Zhenyu, leader of the Fourth Squadron, guessed right. He saw the propeller fighter shaking its wings left and right, as if to indicate something, and then turned and flew towards the place where the gunfire was fierce.

In the distance, the roar of the battle and the high-speed dive could be heard again.

"Attention everyone, prepare to fight!"

Major Zhang Zhenyu, leader of the Fourth Squadron, issued a battle alert. He led his men to quickly approach the place where the gunshots broke out. No matter what, he must help Lin Mo.

Of course, you have to join in the fun. Captain Zhang said he has no pressure to deal with these little tricks.

Anyway, there are no good people in the mountains of Afghanistan. This corresponds to the sentence "There are no good people in Hongdong County" in the Chinese Peking Opera play "Su San Qi Jie". The people in the mountains are tough and live a life of almost half people and half bandits. The harsh living environment is very harsh. How can any good person survive -

"Fire, hold on! Fight!"

Sally, who was on the front line, tore off her obstructive veil and joined the other men in the trenches to desperately resist the enemy's attack. The AK-47 in her hand roared, and her soft shoulders felt the recoil of the gun butt. Bruises were coming.

Not only her, but other daring women also held guns and braved the hail of bullets on the battlefield, firing continuously.

Once weak women are forced to become aggressive, they are more terrifying than men. They know that if the valley is breached, they women will be the first to suffer. Rather than being humiliated, it is better to die in battle with honor. .

Village chief Mude Zariyev and several other village chiefs also did not stay in the valley behind the mountain pass. They all knew that this was the enemy's final blow. If they could not survive, they would die.

Even if the fight reaches this level, surrender will have no effect. These murderous guys will definitely kill everyone in the valley brutally.

In order to survive, we have to resist to the end!

Although these damn ants and fighter jets were harvesting lives like a god of death, they did not shake the opponent's will to fight to the death at all.

Driving the P-51 "Mustang" to continuously attack the battlefield on the ground, no matter what, only by keeping these Pathans and mercenaries alive can Lin Mo's lapis lazuli vein be truly implemented, otherwise it is just a joke.

Although it cannot be cashed out on the spot, it is still a considerable amount of wealth, and Lin Mo will not let it go easily.

"Devils, go to hell!"

The person in the sky known as the "Silver Devil" was clearly doing it without any conscious effort.

Mortar shells with activated fuses were dropped one after another, exploding clouds of smoke on the ground. Even on a sunny day, the view on the battlefield was obscured by the constant smoke.

The p-51 "Wild Horse" took a short errand and wandered outside the battlefield before returning. No one noticed anything unusual except Lin Mo, who was in a good mood at the moment.

However, this mood was unimaginable to both the enemy and us who were fighting to the death on the ground. No one knew what would happen next, which they would never forget.

The bullets in the machine gun had already been fired, but what was fired at this moment was the Gauss machine gun evolved from the golden dragon. It happened to occupy the third vacant machine gun position and continuously sprayed a 5 mm caliber conical steel back towards the ground at high speed. It has a lead warhead, and each warhead has a cross-shaped concave mark on the top. It has a high rate of fire of nearly three times the sound, and its power when hitting a person is no less powerful than an S-meter caliber heavy machine gun.

After all, they are all desperadoes who kill without blinking an eye, and they are all destined to die. As for who is tired enough to investigate the effects of dum bombs, who cares!

This guy is very stingy with gold coins. No matter how cheap the metal is, it is separated from his own body after all. This guy who can only go in but not out, comparable to Grandet, only gave Lin Mo a base of 1,000 rounds. After firing, He refused to give any more.

Counting 1,000 rounds on the Gauss machine gun evolved from the two tings, it is only equivalent to 500 rounds. According to the firepower of the fighter jet, it is only enough continuous firepower for a short one or two minutes.

Anyway, no one would come to check how many bullets were fired from the bottom of the plane. There were hundreds of rounds. Who could count clearly? Lin Mo was more relaxed in driving this old "wild horse".

"Fire! Don't stop! Crossfire, crossfire, don't just hit the front!"

The mercenary leader Aibik, with red eyes, was completely crazy. He was pulling the trigger desperately. A towel soaked in water was tied to the barrel of the pkm general machine gun that never left his body. He completely ignored the life of the barrel and forced it to cool down. There was no time to water, so I just used urine to cool down.

But in front of us, densely packed enemies kept coming. Bullets like a downpour rained like dense locusts on the defensive position. From time to time, a muffled groan came from the trench, or a spray of blood mist came out. A Patan The man or mercenary passed away.

"O Allah! Open your eyes and look!"

The wounded, old people, young children, and women behind the mountain pass all left the camp, gathered together, rolled out carpets, and prayed to Allah for those who were fighting in the front.

Compared with Lin Mo's mood, the Pathans and mercenaries in Gemstone Valley were almost in despair. The narrow mountain pass was almost completely blasted by mortar shells and rifle grenades, and the direct-fire shells even penetrated into the valley.

With the rapid consumption of ammunition and the enemy's crazy attack, the Yamaguchi defense line has begun to be in danger. Most of the people are more or less injured, whether they are slightly injured or seriously injured. As long as they can still hold the gun, they will not quit life or death. We must die on the battlefield.

If it is broken through, it means that the entire Gem Valley has lost its ability to resist, just like a weak girl who has been pushed down and allowed to do whatever they want -

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the distant sky.

Three small black dots jumped out lightly from the clouds at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

Light microscopy locked!

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