Chapter Seventy-Four: Retreat
Half an hour, Lin Kunyan, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, opened his eyes on time. "Count the weapons in your hand!" "Eight Colt MOD733 assault rifles, thirty grenades, four M40A3 sniper rifles, eight M9 pistols, and some ammunition!" The mouse quickly replied Lin Kunkun.
"Okay, distribute weapons freely!" Lin Kunkun's expression was serious, his hands behind his back, and he was still a little uneasy in his heart, "Spider, turtle take hostage! If there is any situation, kill on the spot! The bee determines the coordinates of the evacuation point and plans the route! Tigers, leopards, chameleons, and heavy firepower! Rats explore the way! Let's go!" After Lin Kunkun assigns his personal tasks, he should start first.
"Boss, the air force of the M Army and the Guatemalan artillery have locked on us!" the turtle asked uncertainly. "It stands to reason that this time period is already the point of their actual time, but Guatemala's military strength is far behind, so I judge that it will be about three minutes before we attack us. Although we are now out of the area covered by their first round of firepower, we can't take it lightly!" Lin Kun didn't stop running.
Sure enough, in about three minutes, the position behind him was attacked by shells, and the heat wave swept from behind, accompanied by a strong smell of gunpowder. "Brothers, the time has come for us to behave! Tigers, leopards, heavy fire support, chameleons, bees to observe the left and right, to prevent the opponent's large number of troops to encircle and annihilate, spiders, turtles to attack, rats and I with the team. Lin Kunyan and the others ran more fiercely, and when they gave the order, their speed did not decrease in the slightest, but became faster.
The sound of "buzzing" came from the sky behind him, and Lin Kunkun didn't need to turn his head, he could tell that it was the AH-64A "Apache" tactical helicopter of the M Army. It carried eight "Haierfa" anti-tank missiles, 36 70-mm rockets, and 30-mm machine guns. "Tiger, leopard, shoot them down!" Lin Kun commanded, swaying his body from side to side, dodging the machine gun bullets pouring down from the helicopter.
Two "Apaches" followed closely behind several people, flying low above the ground, the barrels of the 30-millimeter machine guns kept rotating, and the bullets of the machine guns were sprayed at several people as if they did not want money. "Hey, hey, hey, look at it!" Tiger was still carrying his favorite QJY88 in his hand, unshakable like a dangerous god. QJY88's firepower struck the Apache fuselage with precision, and the dazzling flames splattered on the steel shell of the helicopter. The helicopter flew over the tiger's head with a howling wind, the tiger's body fell decisively, QJY88 rose, only a few flashes of light flashed, and the "Apache" fell forward like a kite with a broken string.
"You fucking tiger, be on point, you'll almost kill me!" the chameleon roared as he ran like a tiger following the group, the helicopter that had just fallen was so close to him that the burning flames seemed to incinerate him. "If you kid can die like this, it's not a fucking death!" said the tiger, not to be outdone.
The leopard's movements were not as passionate as the tiger's, and he led the "Apache" behind him, dodging machine gun bullets while constantly turning his head to check the helicopter's position. Perhaps sensing the right moment, or perhaps locking the helicopter's fuel tank, the leopard threw itself forward and rolled on the ground. When the rolling body stopped, the legs were forced, and the face-up body flew straight out, and at the same time, the M40A3 in his hand fired two shots in a row, without any aiming action. I saw that a large amount of viscous yellow liquid began to pour out from under the fuselage of the "Apache", and after a while, the "Apache" slowly landed, and a long line of oil was dragged behind the fuselage. Raising his hand and firing again, the oil burned rapidly, and soon followed a curve of leakage to the fuselage "boom".
"Hahaha" The leopard laughed maniacally, and one turned over and chased in the direction the team was running.
"Damn, it's still a leopard to be elegant!" Although Lin Kunyan was a little far away from them, and the distance was increasing as he kept running, his attention was always on all the members of the Dark Dragon team.
The advancing team of the Dark Dragon Team is not neat, everyone is very far away, and they can only see each other's figures, so as to prevent each other's sniping and expand their own security range to the greatest extent.