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The dilapidated pickup truck was bumping on the road, and Fu Ming felt like he was forced to land on a plane. His face was flushed from holding back, but he was reluctant to vomit. In the desert, every drop of water is extremely precious. Vomiting Naturally, the body loses water.They are now relying on the sun and the clock to tell the direction, and walking in a general direction should not be wrong.The place where the plane made an emergency landing is still a long way from downtown Beirut.

Fu Ming looked at his watch, it was almost five o'clock in the evening, the sun was starting to set gradually, and the temperature in the desert had also begun to drop. Fu Ming felt the obvious coolness, and drank another saliva. "Xu Cheng, don't slow down the car. Anyway, the engine is going to beep, and you will always be found. It's better to get to Beirut as soon as possible." Fu Ming pointed the hands of the watch again, facing the sun, and corrected the direction.At the very least, Beirut still has the company headquarters of Fushi Trading and Transportation Company, but their current situation should not be very easy.

Xu Cheng nodded, clenched the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, and kept looking around.

"This broken car... doesn't even have a phone." Mo Bing fiddled with the AK47 rifle in his hand, and said depressedly. His face was still wearing the steel Cao Cao mask, and no one could see his expression. "Do you think cia can find us?"

"Of course. Once they arrive at the crash site and find that the dozen or so rabble of the Truth faction are wiped out, they will definitely conduct a blanket search of the area." Fu Ming smacked his lips, clenched the rifle in his hand, "Looking at it now, the time is almost up. In less than an hour, the helicopter will continue to hover above our heads. The desert at night is very cold, and we will be able to find our tracks soon through infrared equipment."

Mo Bing looked up at the sky. The blood-red sunset was rising from the west, and there were no clouds in the sky. After all, this was in the Middle East.He sighed, "K, although it's more dangerous...but I still like this place." He took a deep breath, "The air is much better than in China, but it smells of gunpowder smoke. "

"I like this smell." Fu Ming also took a deep breath. Indeed, even if it is not a war zone, he can still smell a little bit of gunpowder. "But I hate this smell. There should be no innocent people, because some The ambition and self-aggrandizement of some people cost their lives, and everyone has the right to live."

"Boss..." Xu Cheng raised his head, and he who had been carefully observing his surroundings finally found something on the edge of the sky, "Stop chatting, it seems that we have company." Xu Cheng turned the steering wheel to the right, and the pickup truck left The road drove into the desert, and hid in the shade of a sand dune. The sky was gradually getting dark, and the American Comanche attack and reconnaissance helicopter on the horizon was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the propeller had already been heard. It reached Fu Ming's ear.

Fu Ming frowned, lying on the back of the sand dune, "It's really costly! The rah-66 Comanche is really beautiful!" In iadc, Fu Ming also got this kind of armed helicopter through some means. Its main Its function is reconnaissance, with good stealth and electronic warfare performance, and the fire control system is also very powerful.

Comanche's low-altitude reconnaissance activities rarely slip through the cracks.

"There should be an infrared device." Fu Ming turned over and stood up straight away. It's actually not safe here in the sand dunes, and he will be spotted by a helicopter sooner or later.The firepower of the Comanche gunships would keep them pinned to this dune until the airborne crew from the helicopters landed, or even until the ground troops arrived.

"Can you use a .[-] to sweep it down?" Mo Bing climbed onto the back of the pickup truck, rearranged the .[-] machine gun, loaded it with a click, and looked at the helicopter not far away.

"It's a bit difficult. I've sold this thing before, and the price is not cheap. The rah-66 Comanche has a very high survivability. It has two high-power engines. Damage to one will not affect the operation of the other, and as long as there is one engine Normal operation, this Comanche can drive back! This thing can even cross the entire Atlantic Ocean with an external fuel tank!" Fu Ming shook his head and said, "It's really troublesome, Xu Cheng, is there any way?"

"Helicopters are also weapons, and they are bound to be broken. Since there are two engines, let's destroy both engines." Xu Cheng spat, "Damn, even if it's a general-purpose humanoid fighter mech When they come, we have to kill them too, we can’t just catch them without a fight.”

The Comanche helicopter chugs its propellers and flies close to the ground. The U.S. Marine Corps soldiers above are also constantly looking down. The pilot and co-pilot are also using infrared equipment to search the desert area below.

"There are no ghosts! It's only been a while, and I'm sure they won't be able to get out of this area. Do they have any news?"

Hearing the soldiers shouting behind him, the driver shook his head, "There is no news from the radio or the main station, it's weird!" The driver just finished speaking, and looked at the infrared screen again, and he saw the dark green screen , a few small red dots appeared, but when viewed with the naked eye, it was just a sand dune.

"Someone's behind the dunes!" The pilot moved the joystick, and the helicopter slanted and flew towards the dunes.

The soldiers are also waiting for the battle, and the bodies in their hands are ready. Since there is no need for stealth, the short wings of this Comanche helicopter have been hung at this time, and a total of 32 70mm Hydra rockets can be hung on it. The cover was opened, ready to launch, and a soldier also gripped the 20mm caliber three-barreled machine gun in his hand. The ground-to-ground rate of fire of more than 700 rounds per minute was enough to blast Fu Ming and the others into scum.

"Be careful." The driver slowed down. Just as the head of the helicopter passed the dune, he confirmed three figures and an old pickup truck with his naked eyes.The driver stared wide-eyed at the rusty .[-] machine gun on the back of the pickup truck bed.

"A thing from World War II? Snatch all the cars, f*ck, allow the firepower to be suppressed, and the order received is to catch as much as possible!" The driver roared, looking at the machine gun that had been aimed at the helicopter, desperately Pulling the joystick to one side of the body, the height of the helicopter suddenly increased, and it slid out sideways.

"Fire!" Xu Cheng loaded the rifle in his hand and aimed it at the bottom of the cockpit and the glass. At close range, although the 7.62mm rifle bullets could not completely penetrate the armor of the Comanche helicopter gunship, the deterrent effect was still sufficient. of.The .[-] machine gun is controlled by Mo Bing.

Wearing Cao Cao's mask, Mo Bing raised the machine gun and pulled the trigger forcefully. Even with the machine gun bracket, the huge recoil still made his jaw ache. After all, it was his first time operating a large-caliber machine gun. "This thing is really easy to use!" Mo Bing's body trembled with the constantly beating machine gun, and his words became trembling.

"You fucking aim, don't waste bullets!" Fu Ming watched the string of bullets fired the first time fly past the helicopter, feeling distressed and yelling.

"It's not at your expense!" Mo Bing was also angry. Now it's too late to switch to Xu Cheng's shooting. They will be counterattacked by the enemy's firepower and lose their own firepower advantage. Use force, relax your shoulders! Press down the muzzle of the gun, it’s hard to control when shooting!" Xu Cheng turned his head and helped Mo Bing fine-tune his shooting posture. "Reducing the impact of recoil on you improves accuracy!"

Mo Bing let go of the trigger, took a second to adjust his shooting posture, and then put his head on the mechanical sight. It was a mechanical sight, but it was more like a circle with a cross inside. This is the .[-] machine gun, with extremely strong firepower and extremely low accuracy. It looks like a person with strong limbs and a simple mind.

After adjusting the shooting posture, Mo Bing seemed to have mastered the design skills. The bullets from the muzzle sprayed out with anger, and a series of bullets flew across the void without stopping. The bullets crackled through the bottom armor plate of the helicopter, drilling After entering the cockpit, the control panel in the cockpit was full of sparks, and several instruments were broken.

"What are you doing in the back! Firepower..." The co-pilot just yelled to the back, a bullet pierced his jaw and pierced his head directly, blood mixed with broken bones and brains sprayed inside the helicopter On the operation panel, the corpse was lying on the front dashboard, still twitching constantly.

It's not that the Marines sitting inside the cabin didn't fight back. Even the pilot didn't have time to launch the rockets. What's more, now that the helicopter received fierce fire, it was too late to dodge the bullets. The fuselage was shaking all the time. The rifle couldn't be aimed at all, so it could only sweep randomly. As a result, the machine gun exploded not far behind the three of Fu Ming, and the sand was thrown into the sky, creating a man-made sandstorm in the dusk.

"External fuel tank! Sure enough, it was brought out. For the sake of cruising capability, I didn't even need safety. Do you really think I'm a fool?" Fu Ming sneered, and aimed at the helicopter's external fuel tank together with Xu Cheng.They don't have to dodge bullets and machine guns at all, because those things can't touch them.

A few bullets whizzed towards the external fuel tank and hit them accurately, but Fu Ming found that there seemed to be no fuel flowing out of the fuel tank, and the helicopter did not turn into a big fireball as he expected.

"If you don't have fuel, put an egg tank!" Xu Cheng cursed, "I've been aiming for a long time!"

The external armor of the helicopter was directly smashed into a sieve by the .[-] machine gun. The sudden ambush attack made the helicopter's firepower system completely useless, and both engines were emitting thick smoke.

"Headquarters, this is Little Bird No. [-], we are under heavy fire, request support, the power system is out of date, we are crashing, repeat, request tracking coordinates, we are crashing!" The driver desperately pulled the joystick, but To no avail, the Comanche helicopter was still crashing into the ground quickly.

Finally, a cannon shell landed on the front of the pickup truck, and it exploded with a bang, flying debris everywhere. The pickup truck was directly blown over, and Mo Bing was also knocked off the truck by the explosion, eating a mouthful of sand. .

Fu Ming and Xu Cheng, who were standing in front of the car, were knocked to the ground by the shock wave and hugged their heads. The soft sand did not cause them too much damage, and the lethality of the fragments was not as high as expected. Fu Ming just Got a little scratches. "Mo Bing, sometimes not!" Fu Ming got up, frowning and looking not far away where the thick smoke billowed.

Mo Bing spat and touched his mouth, "It's okay, I might have diarrhea tonight!" He also struggled to stand up and looked at the helicopter.

The Comanche helicopter slammed into the ground with a bang. The speed was extremely fast, and it slid on the sand for a long distance. The propellers flew tens of meters away. Thick smoke, thick smoke mixed with the raised sand, black and yellow smoke came out not far from Fu Ming and the others, and could be seen from a long distance away.