My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 275 Let the beauty see what it means to be rough and tough!

"We don't have ammunition reserves for your MP7, but I can provide you with some other weapons."

Taking advantage of the time when everyone in the B2 team was sorting out their equipment, Leni took out a bunch of tactical equipment including bulletproof plates from the warehouse in front of them.

During the combat mission in Tripoli just now, the truck of the alloy team was hit by a bullet in the chest. If the bulletproof plate was not strong enough, and the quality of the enemy's ammunition was too low, the truck would have to break a few ribs for the last time.

"Thank you, it was a great help."

Price didn't talk too much about what the Launcher's ability was. He knew very well that some things should not be inquired about. Knowing too much is not a good thing.

Hassan on the ground is an example. His forehead is still blue, and he doesn't show any signs of waking up.

"I suggest you concentrate the 4.6*30mm caliber bullets in your hands. I can provide you with two 5.56mm assault rifles, including FN SCAR-L and M4 Sopmod Block1"

Leni took out two additional weapons specially prepared for Ward and Natasha before departure from the warehouse. Leni, who has always been used to multi-handed preparations, has never lacked such combat equipment in the warehouse.

"However, I think that they alone may not be able to make up for your firepower needs, so there is also a MK46 light machine gun and 400 rounds of spare ammunition here, which should be enough for you."

Hearing this, the eyes of the truck soaking in the P90 standing beside him lit up, and he hurriedly squeezed past Frost to the front, and took the big guy from Leni.

"Haha, this kind of big guy is still suitable for me. The P90 is too watery to use, and bullets can be used to pick teeth!"

The truck groped up and down with the MK46, checked it back and forth several times, and then returned steadily.

Leni looked at him a little funny, shook her head and made a joke:

"Remember to return it to me when you're done using it, it's my private collection."

"Haha, don't worry, I understand the beauty! Hahaha!"

The truck's laughter was bold and unrestrained, which also blew away the tense atmosphere in the cabin.

Sandman Sandman patted the truck on the shoulder, signaling him to restrain himself. There are many ladies here.

Truck scratched his head honestly, withdrew his smile and retreated to the side to continue to get acquainted with his big guy.

"We are about to arrive in the scheduled airspace, please get ready!"

At this moment, Melinda's cold voice came to everyone's ears through the radio, and the members of the B2 team hurriedly gathered their minds, and each started to prepare for the next battle.

Leni glanced sideways at the holographic screen, which was showing the picture of the Benghazi port captured by the Quinjet fighter jet at this time.

With the help of the thermal imaging system, everyone was able to clearly see the situation of the container yard at this time. In the huge yard, countless containers were listed there, and one of the containers marked by the system was the target of everyone's action this time. The ultimate goal - mobile missile launch platform!
"Contact the AC-130 gunship, tell them we're here, pay attention to identification friend or foe!"

Melinda reminded Natasha who was in the co-pilot seat beside her, and then slowly adjusted the fuselage of the Quin-jet fighter and started thinking about lowering the height of the container yard area.

Natasha took over Meister's position as the co-pilot of the Quin-jet fighter long after everyone confirmed their actions.

After all, this mission is unusual, and the inexperienced Meister may not be able to deal with all emergencies, so it is more reliable to let Natasha operate the weapon system.

"Call Angel of Death, this is Aegis 13, responsible for dealing with nuclear weapons, the identification code is *****, we are about to land in the port area, please pay attention to the identification of friend and foe!"

Natasha skillfully sent an identification code to the AC-130 gunship hovering in the sky, so that the other party could judge the friend or foe attribute of the Quin-jet fighter.

"The angel of death received it, the identification code passed, and it can land, but I don't seem to see you."

The crew of AC-130 looked at the sky outside for a while through the hanging window, and checked the radar system several times, but they did not find the so-called Aegis 13 fighter.

Only when the Quin-type fighter really began to descend, the AC-130 crew saw the suspected Quin-type fighter through the thermal imaging system.

"Is this unbelievable? Are their planes invisible?"

The co-pilot of AC-130 exclaimed, this kind of super fighter that only exists in sci-fi movies actually exists in reality!

The pilot on the other side couldn't help sighing in his heart, if he could fly that kind of fighter once in his life, he would die without regret.

The driver deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a rather magnetic voice:

"I noticed you, there are a large number of rebels approaching on your south side, please pay attention to concealment!"

Natasha's mouth twitched into a smile when she heard the sound, knowing that the other party was showing off her muscles, she simply showed her face and gave the other party a chance to show off.

"Then please!"

After getting the desired answer, the two AC-130 drivers looked at each other and laughed.

"Don't worry, it will be done in minutes!"

After cutting off the communication, the internal communication channel of AC-130 immediately sounded successive cheers:
"Let the beauty take a good look at our firepower! Let her know how happy it is to know the big and thick thing!"

"Woohoo! Let's go! Let's go!"

"40mm gun ready! Fire!"

Boom boom boom!
The 20mm Vulcan cannons in the air that were almost in a line quickly across the night sky, harvesting the lives of the rebel soldiers below like harvesting wheat.

During the period, several rounds of 40mm Bofors automatic cannon shells fell to the ground, which did not give the enemy a chance to hide in the bunker, and even houses could be easily destroyed.

Of course, despite the fact that the AC-130's air attack was quite loud, the number of enemies actually annihilated was less than 10.

After all, not all the rebels were fools. They knew that there was an enemy army in the sky and dared to send infantry on a large scale, which was clearly sending people to their deaths.

"Well done, it was a great help."

Natasha didn't hesitate to praise herself, after all, it was someone's kindness, right?

"Small, this is what we should do, and the nuclear weapons will be handed over to you."

The pilot of AC-130 said modestly, then cut off the communication and punched the co-pilot beside him.

"Woohoo! It's so cool!"

"The voice on the other side is really nice, why don't you have a contact information!"

"You're right, it's hard not to support it!"

Hearing the howling of the crew on the radio, the pilot coughed lightly.

"Cough! Take it easy! Take a look at all of you who have never seen the world. What are you doing now? What should you do? Let's talk about it after the mission is over!"

"Oh~ Cowardly!"

"Fart! There's a nuclear bomb down there! Focus on me!"

It wasn't until the word nuclear bomb appeared that the crew members restrained the smiles on their faces and focused their attention on the ground again.

You are right, there is still a nuclear bomb that has not been resolved...

(End of this chapter)