......As soon as the Mi-24 Hind armed attack helicopter painted in camouflage paint on the plateau desert flew into the air less than 100 meters above the mountain, the pilot sitting in the nose seat of the tandem cockpit had already visually found that there were two targets, a man and a woman, standing on the grassy slope of the mountain, and he did not care at all about the strong flight of the helicopter, and suddenly raised his arm at the helicopter pilot, and stretched out his little finger to the ground with his palms into a fist. This is a proper humiliation, the helicopter pilot didn't think about it, pressed the cannon button at the end of the helicopter operating stick in front of him, the muzzle of the 23mm cannon mounted under the nose of the hind helicopter spewed dark red flames in the setting sun, and in the terrible sound of cannon fire, the 23mm large-caliber cannon shells formed a barrage of life-harvesting barrage, and the cannon shells continued to blow up a long string of smoke and dust on the ground, gravel, dirt, grass clippings and scattered bush branches, and the shock wave formed by the exploded cannon shell warhead flew up to a height of more than ten meters.

However, the cannon shells did not kill the two men and women on the ground, and before the cannon shells covered their positions, the two men had suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving a gray-yellow color of smoke and dust that flew higher and higher in the wind pressure of the helicopter rotors.

"Damn it, damn it......"

The white Indian pilot of the Hind helicopter in his twenties, with a beard and a scum, wearing a flight helmet, did not visually search for where the two targets were hiding for a while in the smoke and dust that flew up, and couldn't help but look annoyed and whispered in English, but his fingers still released from the cannon firing button and stopped firing.

"Dalvadi, pull the helicopter up, you're flying too low, it's dangerous!"

The weapon operator, who was also wearing a helmet and sitting in the back seat of the tandem cockpit, was a white Indian like the pilot, in his thirties, and found that the pilot had obviously lost his cool mind.

However, this is very dangerous, and if the flight is too low, the field of view will be correspondingly reduced, which is not conducive to his aiming and launching rockets and air-to-ground missiles, and forcibly launching rockets may even lead to the fuselage of the helicopter being hit by shnel from the rockets, which will affect flight safety.

"Shut up, Bamania. I'm a pilot and you're just a weapons operator! ”

The pilot whispered disdainfully in Hindi, expressing his disapproval with his companion's accusations through the intercom that came standard on his helmet.

But after all, he gently operated the joystick and prepared to pull up the helicopter.

Following behind the Mi-24 Hind armed attack helicopter, the desert yellow-painted heavy transport helicopter was tied to the two-seat pilot and co-pilot, and after noticing the futility of the Hind gunship's cannon washing, he already knew that the Hind helicopter was very likely to pull up, so he did not come up to land, but hovered in the air close to 200 meters above the ground.

As soon as the two-person transport helicopter was hovering, the shoulders of the pilot, who was wearing a helmet and sitting in the right pilot's seat, felt a slight sink.

Turning his head sideways, standing next to the seat was a white Indian woman in her twenties wearing a desert digital camouflage training uniform, with short black hair, one of the woman's palms was attached to her shoulder, and her blue-black eyes showed a sharp light.

He said in English very quickly: "Land immediately, the target person will be dealt with by us, the Hind gunship can't deal with the target person at all, flying so low is death!" ”

The pilot obviously felt a strong coercive aura faintly released from the woman's body, and the pilot even felt a strange bloody aura from the woman's body, and muttered to himself in his heart:.

The aura of the special department is powerful!

A look of confusion flashed on the pilot's face, and after noticing that the woman took her palm off her shoulder, he coordinated with another pilot at speed, and the Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter got out of the hovering state and slowly landed diagonally down the hill below.

She can do whatever she wants, and she has to cooperate.

The pilot is self-aware, and an Indian Army Transport Helicopter Pilot is fine, but in the eyes of the members of the special sector action team, he is like an ordinary person.

This afternoon, the transport plane received an order to pick up a group of more than a dozen men and women dressed in desert digital camouflage uniforms from a remote town hundreds of kilometers away.

Just when the two pilots worked closely together to control the Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter to descend to a height of several tens of meters, more than 100 meters below the diagonal slope was only a few dozen meters above the ground, and the Mi-24 Hind armed attack helicopter, which had already pulled up the nose and was about to climb forward and upward, suddenly burst into dazzling sparks from the rapidly rotating three-bladed tail propeller blades, the sparks only flashed in the sun's rays for less than two seconds, and the rapidly rotating tail propeller blades broke several times in the piercing whistling!

The centrifugal force of the rotor rotating at high speed directly threw off the broken propeller blades, and these broken propeller blades flew around, one of which even flew more than 100 meters away obliquely, and coincidentally hit the bulletproof glass in front of the cockpit of the Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter, and then disappeared because of the reaction force, and the piercing collision sound could not cover the huge noise caused by the rotation of the rotor of the transport helicopter, and the two transport helicopter pilots with two seats side by side were taken aback. The fuselage of the helicopter flew more than ten meters down crookedly before it regained control.

"Made, we're going to crash...... Damn, what's going on......"

Just as the two transport pilots were scared into a cold sweat on their backs, and let out a long exhale to congratulate themselves on the safety of their helicopter, the loudspeaker of the flight helmet communicator on their heads was heard from the terrified Hindi shouts of the Mi-24 Hind armed attack helicopter pilots of the same frequency.

The two pilots noticed through the bulletproof glass of the cockpit that the Hind helicopter that had lost part of the tail propeller had lost its effective flight control, and was falling down like a gyroscopic top while constantly turning in circles more than 100 meters below the slope, although the pilot tried his best to control the gunship that had lost the tail propeller, but there was nothing he could do to recover from it, and the Hind helicopter was less than 100 meters above the ground!

The two pilots in the cockpit of the transport plane, the fast-spinning Hind armed attack helicopter smashed to the ground with one side of the belly tilted, and then the strong wind brought by the top propeller blades made of five-bladed fiberglass directly overturned the unstable Hind helicopter, and the five-bladed propeller blades and the earth came to a "close"

Contact.

The combined effect of huge centrifugal force and impact acceleration, the five-bladed propeller blades were directly broken into countless fragments in the billowing smoke and dust, and the turboshaft engine that could not withstand such a large impact force was directly reimbursed to stop working, and the left short wing of the fuselage of the Hind armed attack helicopter as the support of the outer pylon of the airborne weapon touched the ground, and the multiple rocket nest hung on the pylons under the short wings was filled with smoke and dust, and the "plow" was "plowed" on the gray and yellow sand and gravel soil

Go out to a curved pit more than ten meters long.

The Hind helicopter finally stopped.

“…… Ahem...... Bamania, my leg is broken. Get me out ......"

In a side-tilting position, the Hind armed attack helicopter pilot who was tied to the nose cockpit seat by the seat belt, was rejoicing that Bamaniya, who was in the back seat, fortunately did not have time to unlock the fire control of the rocket nest, the rocket nest ploughed out a long dirt pit on the ground, and the rocket did not explode, so he found that one of his legs seemed to have broken the calf bone in the violent impact just now, and the pain was unbearable, and he coughed twice after feeling the itchy throat, and he did not look back and seemed to be a little difficult to speak.

Use a helmet intercom to contact the weapon operator in the back seat, trying to get the weapon operator out of the cockpit as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, the weapon operator in the back seat did not answer at all, and the pilot was surprised and struggled to deflect his body, turning his head back and turning back/br> The pilot's face changed sharply, the weapon operator's neck was at an abnormal skewed angle, the head wearing the helmet was tilted on his shoulders, and his eyes were round and bulging outward, motionless.

The situation is very strange, apparently the weapon operator sitting in the back seat is lucky, his neck is broken and hangs up, and of course a corpse will not respond.

After the pilot knew that his companion had hung up in an instant, he knew that he still had to get out of the cockpit of the crashed helicopter as much as possible, and who knew if the rockets and air-to-surface missiles that had not been killed would suddenly explode.

Once it explodes, there will be no dead body.

The pilot struggled to untie the seat belt, climbed out of the cockpit on the side, felt itchy and painful on his neck, and smelled more and more bloody, and the palm of the pilot's gloves involuntarily wiped the itchy part of the neck, and his face was shocked to find that the palm of the pilot's gloves was full of black and red blood.

The pilot wanted to scream and shout, but he felt that his whole body was weak and he couldn't speak, because there was a blood hole in his neck that was not much bigger than the tip of a needle, and he was constantly spewing blood mist, and his helmet and flight suit were full of blood.

The pilot did not notice a hole in the bulletproof glass of the cockpit on one side, which was several millimeters in size, and the hole in the glass extended out to face the small blood hole in his neck, and the pilot did not understand what was happening until he died.

…… The Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter painted in the desert yellow successfully landed on a grassy slope at the mouth of the mountain before the pilot of the Hind armed attack helicopter had a breath left, and in the echo of the harsh propeller noise, a dozen or so vigorous figures jumped out of the open hatch on the side of the transport plane, and before the transport helicopter took off, more than a dozen figures had spread out at the mouth of the mountain at a speed, and one of the figures flashed in a row, and the distance of more than 100 meters had been swept in seconds. Appearing next to the wreckage of the crashed Mi-24 Hind armed attack helicopter, it was not long ago standing behind the pilot's seat of the transport helicopter to "remind"

A white Indian woman who must do her best to land.

This young Indian woman, who was wearing a desert digital camouflage training uniform, with short black hair and blue eyes, and fair skin that highlighted the white atmosphere of India's high-caste caste, had already noticed that the pilots and weapon operators in the cockpit were braided, and after the few millimeters of holes appeared in the serious fine bulletproof glass, the woman's face couldn't help but change slightly, and she cursed in a low voice.

She didn't expect that even in full view, the members of the Heterogeneous Investigation Committee would be able to destroy the Hind gunship so boldly and completely, and even the pilot would be killed directly!

The pilot who can fly the Hind Wuzhi is also the elite of the Indian Army Airlines, but he died aggrievedly at the hands of those alien people in the team of the Heterogeneous Commission.

The woman sighed secretly in her heart, and had long warned not to send helicopter gunships lightly to deal with the alien powers of the Heterogeneous Investigation Committee team from China.

The woman knows that even if the gunship is reimbursed along with the pilot, those bigwigs in New Delhi will not be heartbroken at all.

India is a federal country, and for various reasons that can only be understood but cannot be said, there will always be problems in the coordination and connection of various departments and agencies, and all kinds of prevarication are common phenomena; the officers of the army aviation base want to show the value of their departments, and in disregard of the advice of the action group, they insist on sending helicopter gunships to carry out the so-called escort service, in fact, they want to get a share of the credit, and as a result, the pilots and helicopter gunships are all the calves of Tamad.

Women can imagine that it will not be long before several relevant departments and agencies pass the buck to each other and shirk joint and several responsibility for the crash of the helicopter gunship.

The woman raised her head and saw the Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter flying overhead, which was turning and returning home, its eyes shrunk in the strong wind with its rotors hanging, and its figure disappeared in an instant from the wreckage of the Mi-24 female deer Wuzhi in a flash...... Kill the "Flying Tank"

The people who title the Mi-24 Hind helicopter gunship with strong firepower are none other than Song Xiaoshuang and Anna!

A few minutes ago, the built-in bomb bay drone with a wingspan of ten meters was destroyed by Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, who had a tacit understanding, and borrowed a thermal laser weapon deployed on the orbital air and space weapon platform.

Zhuge Hanyu is certain that drones are just one part of a strategy to slow the withdrawal of members of the Commission from Kashmir, and that the evacuation plan must be adapted to deal with the crisis.

Yang Yifan has the ability to teleport at short distances, and he teleported several times in an instant to Song Xiaoshuang's side, because Yang Yifan and Song Xiaoshuang were originally familiar colleagues and good partners of the Institute of Human Sciences, Yang Yifan conveyed Zhuge Hanyu's latest comprehensive assessment of the situation as quickly as possible (with a person teleporting and a person teleporting, the physical energy and mental power consumed are very different, out of the consideration of saving physical and mental power to deal with complex situations, Zhuge Hanyu didn't let Yang Yifan teleport to Song Xiaoshuang's side with him).

Song Xiaoshuang had no objection to Zhuge Hanyu's assessment of the situation, and asked Yang Yifan to teleport back to Zhuge Hanyu with Sima Yuru, who was carrying a backpack, and used his high-speed rush skills to fly hundreds of meters away.

For Anna, who has the ability to control the metal, the fragments of the explosion of the cannon shell are used again, and it is possible to succeed in knocking out the tail propeller blades, and the female deer Wu flies too low, and it is already within the effective radius of Anna's skill, so of course Anna will not let go of this opportunity, and there is no need to control the metal fragments to try to penetrate the thick armor plate of the Mi-24 female deer Wuzhi, but the three-bladed tail propeller is selected to destroy, and the hind will crash lightly, and it is still a "black hand" before running away

Kill the pilot who has broken his leg bone...... (To be continued.)

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