Chapter Seventy-Four: A Raft in the Sea

The enemy planes were in hot pursuit, and Wang Qiang had no choice but to fly forward in a straight line, and he knew very well that once the helicopter maneuvered or shifted its flight route, it would shorten the distance between it and the enemy plane, and in that case there would be a danger of being locked at any time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He pulled the helicopter up and dived into the sky, hoping to escape the radar tracking of the enemy plane with the help of the clouds.

In this way, after about 30 minutes, the signal of the enemy plane finally became stronger and stronger on the early warning display screen of the helicopter piloted by Wang Qiang, and the distance became closer and closer.

The danger is getting closer and closer.

Wang Qiang didn't have time to think about it, and said softly to the two women behind him: "You sit tight." After speaking, his hands kept twisting the operating stick, and the helicopter spun in the clouds, suddenly descended rapidly, descended hundreds of meters, and flew flat for a while, and then continued to sink.

Helicopters are helicopters after all, and they are far from the speed of fighters. In this case, the more irregular the flight, the less likely it is to be locked by enemy aircraft.

However, it's like a cat-and-mouse operation, where the mice themselves are at a disadvantage, and what's even more terrifying, the two cats.

A fighter plane suddenly appeared in Wang Qiang's line of sight, and he didn't need radar prompts, he had already seen through the window in front of the cabin with his own vision, and just 700 meters in front of them, the fighter plane suddenly pierced through the clouds.

Everything happens in an instant.

The helicopter's early warning system sounded continuously, and at the same time, the bomb bay of the fighter plane in front opened, and a missile swirled towards the helicopter piloted by Wang Qiang.

"Not good!" Wang Qiang shouted.

With a buzzing sound, the helicopter was shot in the tail, and he struggled to control the helicopter in a semi-malfunctioning state due to a partial bullet, trying to ensure that the plane descended smoothly to the surface of the sea while escaping the enemy plane's re-attack.

Fortunately, the two fighter planes circled in the sky for a while, but did not send out any more missiles, but also made a descending action with the helicopter that Wang Qiang and the three people were riding.

Are they determined to catch them alive?

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang felt a little relieved, and said softly to the two frightened women behind him again: "Check the parachute, I want to be ready to start the catapult landing system at any time." ”

Qin Lu and Xiaoxiao obediently responded.

When he was still 500 meters above sea level, Wang Qiang activated the helicopter ejection system, and the three of them suddenly ejected from the cabin, opened their parachutes, and slowly fell towards the endless sea.

The two fighter planes in the sky seemed to have determined the coordinates of this place, hovered high in the air for a moment, and then returned.

……

With a bang, the helicopter plunged headlong into the sea, stirring up waves of tens of meters.

"Xiaoxiao...... Qin Lu ......" Wang Qiang's shouting voice echoed in the sea.

After a while, the voices of the two girls came, "I'm ...... here" and "Lao Wang......"

Fortunately, at this time, the sea breeze was 1-2 degrees, and the elevation was less than 500 meters at the time of ejection, and the distance between the three people on the sea surface was not very far.

It should be explained that the cockpit ejection system of the MiG-17 helicopter is equipped with a kayak. Wang Qiang rowed the raft and pulled the two girls up from the sea one by one in the direction of the sound.

"What now?" Qin Lu, who had just escaped from the seawater, trembled, clasped his hands on his shoulders, and his teeth rattled. The red t-shirt and blue denim skirt were completely soaked, and drops of water were falling inside the raft.

Although Xiaoxiao was wearing the same clothes as Qin Lu, she didn't look cold, she looked at Qin Lu and said with concern: "Sister Lulu, your wound is still bleeding?" ”

Qin Lu had long forgotten the pain due to the danger and the immersion in the seawater, she pulled the corner of her T-shirt and frowned, "How do you know?" My clothes are all red. ”

"I can smell it." Xiaoxiao replied.

At this time, Wang Qiang was meditating on countermeasures, and when he heard the conversation between the two, his face changed, and he hurriedly said: "We have to get out of here quickly, the smell of blood will blow far away with the sea breeze, and if there are sharks nearby, we will be in trouble." ”

After Wang Qiang finished speaking, he sped up the speed of paddling the raft, and at the same time ripped off the corner of his jacket, and instructed Xiaoxiao to immediately bandage the wound on Qin Lu's back again.

Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Lu and lifted her T-shirt. Qin Lu's face turned red, and he couldn't help but glance at Wang Qiang, who was paddling the raft, only to see that he frowned and looked ahead, and he didn't have the heart to look at his side at all.

The sea is as far as the eye can see, and you can't tell the direction.

The raft floated in the sea for two hours, Qin Lu and Xiaoxiao's clothes had been dried by the sea breeze, and night came.

The night, for them, has both disadvantages and benefits.

The bad thing is that sharks and whales are always present in the sea, and it is difficult for them to detect these threats in the dark of night.

The good thing is that there are stars in the dark and they can discern the direction through the constellations, and even better, they can see another kind of light besides the sea and the sun.

The stars, so that they in the vast sea, at least will not feel so lonely.

However, when night comes, it also means that something else will follow, and that is hunger.

Wang Qiang has already stopped paddling the raft and let the raft drift with the tide, their primary goal at present is to find an island, but no one knows the direction of the island, and following the tide is not a probabilistic choice.

He approached the two women, took off his tattered black coat that was stained red by wounds, draped it on the shoulders of Qin Lu, who was shivering with cold, and turned his head to look at Xiaoxiao, "Are you really not cold?" ”

"Uh-huh." Xiaoxiao nodded, "I've not been afraid of the cold since I was a child, don't worry." ”

"So, are you really my daughter?"

"If the paternity test results are correct, it should be!"

Xiaoxiao finally said this.

Wang Qiang smiled slightly, although he hesitated about this before and was unwilling to accept any kind of result, but after the result was determined, his heart was much more steady.

"It turns out that you are really Wang Qiang's daughter?" Qin Lu said tremblingly, in this environment, Qin Lu, who had always spoken coldly, was full of a kind tone because of the real coldness of his body.