Whoosh –

The moment Old D and the praying mantis jumped out of the car, the black shadow dragging the tail flame passed through the air and hit the box on the right side of the command car.

"Bang~"

The entire ground shook violently, and the container-type command vehicle was instantly torn into pieces that rose into the sky by the orange high-temperature flames and energy shock waves.

However, this is only the beginning, and the wreckage of the car body flying in the sky is the protagonist of the fireworks!

Swish~

The energy wave traveled at a speed of more than 7,000 meters per second, turning into a shock wave visible to the naked eye, wrapping around various objects and spreading suddenly in a ring.

"Pong! Table tennis! ”

The old D and the praying mantis, who were still in the volley, were directly shocked and deformed by the rear door, and the "slap" was on their backs, and they flew four or five meters.

"Whoosh...... Woohoo ......"

The secondary damage wave formed by the liquefied metal stream of various large pieces of metal flying at high speed swept through the space at high speed and hit the surrounding vehicles, erupting into a dense impact sound like a torrential rain.

Tanks and armored vehicles are fine, the skin is rough and thick, and the damage is not obvious.

But there were two military off-road vehicles that did not follow the "rules" and drove on the grass on both sides of the command vehicle, and they were open-top military off-road vehicles, and the ending was very miserable.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

Like a rainstorm pear flower needle, there is no obstruction, easily wrapping the entire car body, covering all the red scarves in the car.

At this moment, blood flowers and sparks bloom together, death and fear resonate, and it is beautiful!

Before the rest of the Red Turban Army could react, they saw the good command vehicle, which turned into a fireball in the blink of an eye.

The body was instantly dominated by fear, and the whole body was terrified, and the brakes were applied almost at the same time.

"Squeak——, squeak-"

The armed convoy, which was running at a speed of 60 yards, wiped countless long black smoke marks and white dents on the ground, and came to a sharp stop in the middle of the road.

"Bang bang bang, bang~"

In a few cases, the drivers were so frightened that they used the accelerator as a brake and hit the butt of the car in front.

But at this time, no one paid attention to who hit whom.

All the eyes of the Red Turban Army were focused on the one at the front, and now only the command vehicle with the twisted chassis remained.

A thought that frightened them, frantically occupied their minds - commander, just blown up?

"When~Pong~Wow......"

In addition to the various wrecks that were blown up into the sky, they lost their power and fell to the ground one after another.

Time on this highway seems to have stood still, and the picture has been paused by pressing the pause button, and there is no other sound.

Time, I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a minute, maybe a few seconds!

"Squeak~"

The first 59D tank in the rear of the command vehicle, the upper hatch was pushed open, breaking the dead silence at the moment.

Then, a Red Turban soldier with the rank of captain poked his upper body out of the tank.

"Click!"

The Type 54 single-barreled high-altitude machine was loaded, and the captain of the Red Turban Army shouted angrily: "Damn anti-tank missiles, there is an ambush, pay attention to the gunship, everyone get in the car, find that damn can, and shoot it down." ”

Hearing the captain's words, all the Red Turbans came back to their senses violently.

Coax!

The picture that originally came to a standstill instantly began to go berserk.

Someone started to look out of the telescope to look at the sky around them; Someone got out of the car and ran to the front to check on the wounded; There are also people who reload the high planes and prepare for revenge operations.

There is only one goal, to find the despicable gunship and shoot it down like it used to.

The combat effectiveness of the armed helicopter is strong or weak, and the scientific and technological content certainly accounts for a certain proportion, but after all, it needs people to operate it.

Whether you can exert strong combat effectiveness and an excellent pilot is the foundation!

However, the terrorist funds needed to train a pilot in the "war sequence" are simply a difficult task for small African countries.

In China, for example, its figure is "starting at 100 million RMB".

There is a rumor on the Internet - "every combat pilot is made of gold", this sentence is completely fine.

In addition, the importance of the "little golden man" can also be seen from the practice of protecting the pilot first when a fighter plane encounters a malfunction in the air.

Although the difficulty of helicopters is lower than that of fighter jets, it is obviously impossible for a small country like this turmoil to have ace pilots, and it may even be some pilots who can ensure "normal rules" operation.

Helicopter gunships themselves are low-altitude operations, and without good pilots, they are more vulnerable to ground fire.

With the accumulation of rumors over time, in the eyes of this group of red turban troops, a RPG and a string of high-altitude aircraft are bursting out, and the armed helicopter is like that.

So, after hearing that it was only a helicopter, even if the command vehicle in front of them was bombed, this group of red turban soldiers did not immediately look for cover, but shouted frantically.

"Damn, where is that flying tin can?"

"I saw it just now, the missile is coming from behind, why don't we go and look for it?"

"Damn tin cans, come out if you have the guts, and see if you Master Kirk doesn't beat you to scrap metal."

……

After searching for a long time without finding the location of the helicopter, the convoy began to riot, some roared angrily, some made suggestions, and some made nonsense.

But no matter how noisy it was, because there was no unanimous goal of attack, and there was no order from the commander, despite the throttle of the entire convoy, no one moved.

At this moment, several soldiers of the Red Turban Army, holding the old D and the praying mantis, who were full of blood and had pale faces, walked out of the grass.

Although the two were slapped away by the back door of the car, the door of the car more than 2 meters high inadvertently made an explosion-proof shield for the two.

In addition, they did not fall on the concrete road, but flew to the relatively soft grass, and by chance, these two people were blessed with a big life and picked up a small life.

"Poof~"

As soon as he walked to the highway, Lao D spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his originally pale face suddenly began to improve significantly.

"Go, the recess on the left back."

The unkempt old D, weakly pointing in one direction, continued: "All the pickup trucks go over, let me knock him down." ”

After receiving the order, the officer on the first armored car yelled behind him: "Left rear, all the pickup trucks go over, whoever knocks down that damn can will reward you with two white girls tonight." ”

I heard that there was a white girl as a reward, and the rear of the entire team instantly fried the pot, and all kinds of throttle sounds mixed with excited roars, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Left rear, left rear, hurry, hurry."

"U-turn, U-turn, the big beauty is ours."

"gogogo, speed up and let these bastards eat shit."

"Oh toot ......, shhh——,h

……

After all the pickup monsters screamed and rushed out, the fierce color in the eyes of the old D exploded, and he forced his recovered body to climb onto the first tank.

"The rest of the people accelerated forward, rushed to the Chinese-funded factory within 10 minutes, and set off!"

With the roar of the old D, the entire convoy immediately roared, turned into a torrent of steel, and rushed towards the Chinese-funded factory.