The Type 95 automatic rifles equipped by the government army are so loud and piercing that they are easily recognizable in the suburbs at night; The Obari Motor's Hayabusa is a heavy-duty superbike for sport, and its 1.3-displacement engine is just as heart-wrenching when running at full speed.

At this moment, these two howls were intertwined into a raging war, which spread rapidly in the main aircraft group of the government army in the north of the airport.

Owari Kusa, chairman of the Owari Kumi-ku Airport District, had expected the government forces to block the roads near the airport, so he arranged in advance for the refugees' fishing boats to secretly transport motorcycles and personnel from the east coast of the airport, intending to launch a general attack when the command plane "tent" on the south side caught fire. However, the guns of the Owari group were strictly controlled, and the firepower was insufficient, and as a result, they were pressed by government forces on the beachhead as soon as they landed, and they could not attack it at all.

However, this place is not the main scene of the government air defense team, and there is only one guard squad in the transfer parking area of the main aircraft group, and the firepower is limited. The war is raging, and both sides are on the verge of collapsing on the front.

The war here forms the first corner of the clash of forces.

In the night sky, the J-10BM was the only fighter that took to the air. Although the EOTS mounted on the side of the air intake had already transmitted the battle on the ground to the pupils of the struck through the head-mounted display, his gaze penetrated the counts, staring at the tablet in the lapboard of his lap.

He opened the tablet under Tang Yujian's warning and logged in to the interface of the mercenary contract board, and sure enough, the homepage had been completely brushed by the contract of the Owari group, and the whole screen was the logo of the Owari group. The contracts they issued were all the same: indiscriminate attacks on government personnel and military installations. A $1,000 reward for the killing of a government officer, $100,000 for the destruction of a government fighter jet, and $1 million for the destruction of a government command aircraft. In addition, mercenaries who have already received government missions before this time will receive a contract reward equivalent to double the penalty as long as they break the contract and receive the Owari group's mission.

Meng Struck wanted to protect his brother's command plane, so he kept his eyes on the screen to see who would be tasked with attacking the command plane, and he attacked whomever he wanted.

He alone constitutes the second corner of the clash of forces.

The Bomb will protect the safety of government forces, and Bill, the head wolf, who has just stepped out of the A1 hangar, knows this very well. Although his majesty in front of the mercenaries was challenged, all the mercenary pilots still listened to him.

The head wolf also knows that at this moment, all mercenary pilots are the triangle of the clash of forces, and the choice of this horn will determine the survival of the government army or the Owari group, and he can influence everyone's choice.

At present, these three corners are firmly tugging at everyone's nerves. Everyone knows that this triangular structure will not last long and will collapse at any time. But which side it will collapse, which side it will stand on to survive, and how to stand to get more are all questions in every mercenary's mind.

Bill looked up at the trajectory of the Bomb fighter in the night sky, rolled his eyes, and pulled his lips into a disdainful smile with the muscles of his right cheek: "Phew! Then he put two fingers in his mouth and blew a high-pitched whistle.

Before the whistle sounded, a white wheeled tractor drove up. This type of tractor can rely on its own machinery to lift the front wheels of the aircraft and tow them, without any other auxiliary tools such as towing rods. And this car belongs exclusively to the head wolf Bill, which is used at any time next to the hangar.

Bill jumped into the tractor, then beckoned the baseball cap attendant to get into the car as well: "Go!" It's our turn! The baseball cap then jumped into the car. Then the head wolf slapped the roof of the car and shouted to the driver: "Go to B1!" "He's going to surprise him.

The baseball cap heard Bill say B1, and he stood up from the car, raised his hands and shouted, "Leader, it's B1!" He's a platoon gun! ”

When the mercenaries around heard it, they also cheered loudly: "Platoon artillery!" "The sound spreads like a wave. This is the rule under Bill the Head Wolf, with planes representing the B1 position taking the lead.

The B1 position, which is generally the number one ground attack ace of the week, has been occupied for months by an A-10 Warthog modified attack aircraft, and his pilot is Bob, nicknamed "Platoon Cannon"? Swain. Bob's A-10 attack aircraft is known for its Gau-8 "Avenger" turntable cannon, which is the equivalent of a cannon with wings, and the pilots ride on this cannon. Unlike Bob's plane, his A-10 heavy firepower modification has four Gau-13 cannon pods under the wings, which is equivalent to almost four times more firepower.

In front of this plane full of cannons, it was the "platoon" Bob, who was squatting in front of the nose like a big water tank, with sideburns and beards all over his face, and two thick eyebrows flying in front of his forehead like wings. He also saw the Owari group brushing contracts in patches on the mercenary contract list, but no one dared to take it at present. Everyone is watching Bill, the head wolf, to see who he lets take the lead.

However, Bob "Platoon" saw that the situation was not good, and the most critical problem was that there was a person who had already risen into the air - Meng, who was both a mercenary and at the same time accepted the "one-day military rank" of the government army. Everyone knows about this, and Meng's flying skills are also obvious to all.

Now I am afraid that whoever moves first will die under the bombardment.

In the distance, a tsunami-like sound was rolling in waves: "Platoon artillery! Platoon artillery! ”

Bob knew that the wolf wanted him to take the lead, which was tantamount to sending him to death. Although his under-seat cannon is by no means a vegetarian, the GAU-8 six-barreled 30mm cannon in the nose and the four GAU-13 four-barreled 30mm cannon pods fire a salvo together, and the firing rate is equivalent to pouring 13,800 shells in 1 minute, which is enough to kill the gods.

In Bob's opinion, Bill, the head wolf's wishful thinking, must be to let himself go first, so that Meng Strike can kill him. This way, the other mercenaries will be angry at the plane that shot at the ground and will take the task of killing him.

You know, for a prestige and reputable mercenary who wants to gain a foothold in the world, it is taboo to shoot a running plane that has not yet taken off on the ground! What's more, he Bob is famous and has a good status, if he dares to shoot him, Bob is confident that many people will stand out for themselves.

If Bill is allowed to get his wish, Bob will be the "sacrificed" dead Bob, and the head wolf can still be his "head wolf".

Bob smiled and stood up, and when he saw that Bill the Wolf had come to him in a wheel-holding tractor, he yelled in his bell-and-ring voice, "Hey! Head wolf. Are you going to let me take the lead? ”

The head wolf jumped out of the car, like a giant ape descending from the mountain: "Listen to this voice! Platoon artillery. ”

The air around them was still swept by the sound of the waves, accompanied by rhythmic stomping, percussion, applause and roars: "Platoon! Platoon artillery! Platoon artillery! ”

Bob walked up, his muscular shoulders swaying from side to side as he walked forward: "Then you're sending me to death!" ”

"Sent to death?" The head wolf laughed, "How is it possible, you can only sit in the B1 chair under me, how can I send you to death?" ”

"Humph! Wolf, you and I understand all those things in the past, and there is no need to say nice words. Bob stared at Bill and said, "It's clear that whoever moves in the parking zone now will be beaten to death by that good dog in the sky!" ”

"Wha!" The head wolf grinned at his wolf jaw, "Bob, I assure you, your worries are ridiculous. ”

"Why, do you think he'll abide by the mercenary's creed?" Bob was skeptical, "He's a member of the government army now, even though I've only heard about it for a day." ”

"Mercenary Creed? Oh-" Bill chuckled, "you mean you can't shoot planes that glide on the ground?" I sue you, platoon artillery! I've seen him, and I've seen through him. That good dog was a coward after all. I humiliated him so much to his face, but he didn't even dare to fart! You can rest assured! He did not dare to shoot, it was a complete bluff. ”

"You say he can't shoot at all?"

"He didn't dare! I promise! ”

"That's no use, wolf." "Even if I don't get attacked when I slide away, as soon as my plane leaves the ground, he will still knock it down." ”

"Platoon! I have a way. So that you don't have to leave the ground, and you can grab the position of the leader of the first drum! The head wolf waved Bob onto the plane, "You get on board!" ”

Platoon Bob will be skeptical. He is not a person who is afraid of death, but he has been following the head wolf to fight in the north and south for a while, and he knows that he is a person who walks forward by stepping on the bones of others, whether the corpse is friend or foe, as long as he can pave the way. Although in the current post-war turmoil, if you want to strive for superiority, these are all necessary. But Bob would never be a paving bone for a wolf.

However, he admits that he can sit on the top spot of ground attack and make money every day, which can only be obtained by following the head wolf. If you can have the order to win these contracts of the Owari group this time, then it will be issued.

In this moment's confusion, the platoon gun Bob climbed the boarding ladder and sat in the cockpit to activate the cockpit power.

Bill the head wolf jumped on the wheeled tractor anyway, and then directed the vehicle to slowly approach Bob's A-10 heavy firepower modified "Five Gun Warthog".

Bob began to do a pre-takeoff check, but as the fuselage shook, the nose landing gear of his plane was caught by the head wolf's tractor, and he thought: What the hell, I can move myself, I don't need a tractor.

Before Bob could react, the fuselage suddenly shook and rushed forward, his muscular body crashed into the back of the ejection seat, and the helmet slammed on the headrest of the seat, and he whispered: "! I don't know how to drag Lao Tzu's plane. ”

Unexpectedly, the head wolf did not let the tractor drag Bob's "five-gun warthog" up the taxiway, but pulled it to the side of the road, and then let the tractor turn over the whole way, at a 90-degree angle to the plane. That is, the tractor moves back and forth, and the "five-gun warthog" can swing the muzzle from side to side.

Seeing that the direction was almost over, Bill jumped out of the tractor and gestured to the driver to adjust the height of the wheels up and down to correct the muzzle pitch angle to full level.

At this moment, this "five-gun Warthog" heavy fire attack aircraft has been transformed into a flexible ground battery, and in front of the muzzle is the parking area of the main aircraft group of the government army, which is in chaos.

Bob understood, and Bill was going to let him strafe on the ground: "Hey! That's a good idea. He stopped the engine start procedure and instead went all out to complete the artillery firing inspection and aiming. At this time, the voice of the head wolf came from the earphones: "The head wolf calls the platoon gun!" ”

"Received and clear!" The platoon cannon had already pressed his hand on the firing button, and it was difficult for him to press himself at this time. This time following the idea of the head wolf, it was not so much about trusting him as enjoying the excitement of the all-gun salvo.

"Platoon guns, accept the Owari Group contract! Carry out shooting preparations. ”

"Accepted." Bob quickly manipulated the mercenary contract interface in the cabin, "Shooting ready to be completed." ”

"Shoot! Shoot Shoot! The wolf howled.

The baseball cap attendant beside him also stretched out his hands and shouted at the large group of mercenaries behind him, "Shoot-"

At the moment, this "shoot! The sound of people began to sweep through the castle tower airport again.

This fire beast has erupted! Five 30mm rotary tube cannons opened fire in unison, spewing out five huge muzzle flames, which gradually melted into a majestic blasting incandescent that seemed to open the sky or explode at night. And the dense and high-pitched overlapping cannon sound is enough to make people's blood vessels crack.

Bill the head wolf and his baseball cap attendants had already put on earplugs and stood aside, gesturing to the tow truck to adjust the muzzle angle.

At this moment, the bullets spewed out by this flame beast converged into a rain of steel fire, pouring down on the government army's tarmac, and everywhere it pointed was torn apart and exploded, turning into flying ashes. I only saw that the No. 16 J-10BM fighter that was parked far outside had just been touched by this hail of fire, and it was immediately blown to pieces, and then it was burned and melted by the flames. Then the No. 15 and No. 14 planes entered the firing axis in turn, and the whole process of being beaten into a honeycomb and exploded into a fireball and then melted was completed in an instant.

Platoon Bob exclaimed excitedly, "Woo, ahhhhh ”

Bill stood by and watched the government army's J-10BM fighters being torn apart by the rain of fire one by one, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the baseball cap leaned over: "The good dog has begun to swoop, as if to attack." ”

"Great." Bill's entire wolf jaw grinned, revealing sharp canine teeth.

At this moment, Bob, who was shooting with all his might, was stunned, and his heart immediately felt like falling into an ice cave. Because Bill was still wearing a microphone and headphones, these two sentences stuck in his ears word for word.

Bob's shooting became mechanical, and only two sentences were running back and forth in his head: the head wolf knew to shoot when he was struck, and the head wolf said "great".

In the night sky, Meng Zheng had already watched every move of the mercenary apron on the ground, and also saw the movement of the "Five Cannon Warthog". But his main focus is not here, he first wants to ensure that the Y-9zh command plane piloted by his brother Tang Yujian takes off smoothly, as long as the others do not threaten the plane, everything else is secondary.

But after the "five-gun warthog" began to fire a salvo, he could not stand it anymore.

This rain of fire-melting steel simply swept across the sky, and everything in its direction was wiped out. Not only the fighters, but also all the officers and soldiers near the government apron, the soldiers who rushed to the Owari group, the ground service, and all the people who lived here were all shattered by the dense fire and iron bullets, and then burned clean by the fire.

It's hell on earth.

Meng hit the left lever and tilted the fuselage to the point of reversing, then pulled the lever to dive, and the nose of the plane was aligned with the Platoon Bob's "Warthog" turret.

Bill the head wolf and his baseball cap henchmen were overwhelmed with pride when they saw this.

Bill had already calculated that as long as the plane attacking Bob was hit, he immediately raised his arms and shouted, so that this group of brainless mercenaries squeezed onto the runway together, took off in a dense formation, and tore the grandson.

If it was in a dense take-off way, would his small attack destroy everyone? Can he do it? How dare he!

Thinking of this, Bill stared at the fuselage that was flipped in the air, waiting for him to shoot.

The muzzle of the belly of the bombarded fighter lit up, and there was no sound, just a spark.

In the flash of light, the rear of the side of the wheeled tractor towing the "five-gun warthog" was immediately smashed into pieces by the shells that came from the sky, and they scattered and exploded. The driver of the tractor was so frightened that he flipped out of his seat and stumbled to the side, lying on the ground with his hands over his head, shaking all over.

And this tractor was only smashed on the side of the body, and the rest of the body was twisted into twist by this force at once, and then it was warped up, and the front landing gear of the "Five Gun Warthog" that was held was held was pushed up. As the flame beast sat down with its head up, the sprayed steel rain also rose high, turning into bright red lines in the night sky.

Bob suddenly noticed that his plane was warping, and his thoughts returned, and he immediately stopped shooting. At this time, he saw that the tractor next to him had been smashed by shells. Just as he was returning to his senses, the battered fighter flew in front of him. Looking at this sturdy fighter, Bob suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and was stunned.

Bob's mind was completely messed up, and the crater was right in front of him. He knew that it was a shot from a slam, and he also knew that the head wolf couldn't grasp the action of a struck at all. He realized that the first wolf was actually trying to force Meng to shoot at him.

It's just that Meng Strike used another trick, shooting the tractor.

At this moment, the world suddenly returned to calm, and the sound of cannons. The engine whistling, the howling of the horns, there was no sound.

"Damn......" The head wolf couldn't help but curse when he saw that Meng Strike had accurately smashed the tractor and that the shooting was forced to stop. But then he said, "Good dog has two hits." ”

At this moment, the "five-gun warthog" with its upturned head opened the cockpit canopy, and Bob came out and roared, "Head wolf! Your uncle! ****！ ”

Platoon Bob is never afraid of death, but he will never be the backbone of Bill the wolf. Bob knew that he was just a spare stepping stone that Bill had with him, and he had relied on this to get into the mercenary community. Gradually, Bob really recognized Bill as the "head wolf" and the "leader". Bob sprints left and right after the wolf, and Bill rewards him with status and honor. He began to indulge in this identity.

However, Bob realizes today that he is just a fatter stepping stone raised by Bill.

The head wolf turned a deaf ear to Bob's scolding, and he said to the baseball cap attendant next to him, "How many shells did the good dog fire just now?" ”

"It is estimated that at least 30~40 rounds were fired."

"Okay." The head wolf just saw that Meng Zhen had unloaded all the missiles, and only a Type 23-3 double-barreled cannon was in the fuselage, and the shells were estimated to be no more than 200 rounds, "In the second round, I will be able to take down this grandson." ”

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