The sound of helicopters coming down the western hillside? Wang Liang was a little stunned.

In his memory, Vulis was equivalent to the technological level of the fifties on Earth, when there seemed to be no helicopters.

The limitations of thinking arise from the circle of life.

He has not left Xiangdao since he was born, and his exposure to things is quite limited.

If it weren't for the fact that he had come back to life with the memories of a hacker mercenary.

At this time, he was the leader of a ruffian army, leading his brothers to fight a little, and to put it mildly, he was a ruffian hooligan.

Although he did not do anything bad to harm the civilians, his thinking was limited to the level of a street gangster.

The technology on Vulcan had already surpassed that of Earth in 2017, but it was destroyed in the world war three hundred years ago, and he had never heard of such things.

"Bang"

Wang Liang smashed his fist on the bunker, splashing a cloud of dust.

I tried to recall in my mind, but I couldn't find the information about the helicopter.

Being uninformed means that the possibilities are endless.

Is there a rocket on that helicopter?

Is there a thermal homing bomb?

He was annoyed, and knew that even if he fought against the heavy machine gun on the helicopter, it would be more than lucky.

"Are you going to give up? Leave Sister Fen's incarnation and escape alone? ”

Wang Liang was entangled in his mind and muttered to himself.

Give up, he can't do it in his heart, and he can't allow himself to leave.

Reluctant, inseparable.

He didn't know what kind of person he would become after leaving the soul of light in his heart.

People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries, and people who have no ideas and dreams are a walking corpse.

His philosophy and dreams are very ordinary, he just wants to live happily with the people close to him, and his heart and dreams are his life.

"Ah...... Die! ”

Wang Liang looked up at the scorching sun and shouted.

"Sizzle, sizzle"

He pulled the fuse from the end of the bundle of grenades and threw them southwest of the stone steps and observation deck.

"Boom Boom"

The grenades exploded in two places, sending up bursts of sand and grass and rolling and scattering in the wind.

Three grenades in a bundle, a total of thirty-six bundles, he threw them out in only ten seconds.

Time is running out.

He knew very well that the seaside to the west of Xiangdao was the only port, and the sea water there was relatively deep, and the military port was located there.

The rest of the area was densely packed with reefs, and ships with deep drafts did not dare to sail easily, so all the ships were concentrated in the area of the military port.

The military port is about 12 kilometers away from Xiangshan, and it will not take much time for helicopters to fly from the aircraft carrier.

The reason why he heard the humming sound of the helicopter in advance was that the enemy was lying on his stomach again, and there was no sound of guns to cover it, and he heard the sound of the helicopter for the first time.

"Rustle, snap"

Wang Liang arranged the illusion on the bunker as quickly as possible.

Nine guns are placed on bunkers for various positions on the defensive line, and then use military uniforms and caps to match guns, and are simply arranged to look like a human body aiming and sniping.

"Rustle, Boom"

He completed a series of preparations and slid on a rope ten meters to the south.

The rope was tied to the upright steel pipe of the guardrail, and he jumped over the guardrail, his hands alternately grasping the steel pipe and descending.

"Rustle"

Wang Liang grabbed the steel pipe with the crook of his left elbow, lowered his body as much as possible, and exposed half of his head to scout over the observation deck.

"Bell"

With his right hand, he flicked off the rifle on his shoulder, and made a noise on the guardrail.

Wang Liang straightened his rifle on the observation deck, rested it in front of his eyes, did not aim at the gun for the time being, and looked at the west vigilantly.

"Rustle"

His right foot is dangling underneath, and he makes three loops around the leg with a sensitive loop, and his left foot hooks up the rope and loops twice around the top of his right foot.

"Ahh

Push the rope down with your right foot and get stuck in a position where you can aim with the gun, and press the rope on the top of your right foot with the tip of your left foot.

Wang Liang's whole set of movements was completed in one go, his upper body arched downward, his eyes staring ahead, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Neither giving up nor leaving, he couldn't do it.

Rifle dry airplanes that are impossible.

Unless the enemy planes dive diagonally and in a straight line, the distance is relatively close, and it may be possible to take out the enemy pilot head-on.

The premise is that the body has not been punched into a transparent hole by the heavy machine gun bullets fired from the aircraft before the shot.

The rifle dry helicopter is more certain, and he wants to give it a try.

Because the helicopter has a very regular flight trajectory when shooting accurately, and it is possible to hover in the air, and there is a chance to kill the pilot at a certain distance, so he has to do the plane.

Xiangdao is a tourist island, and there is no airport on the island.

The arrival of the helicopter was necessarily related to Hal, who as his father, a lieutenant general, began to take revenge.

Wang Liang pondered in vigilance.

"Buzz"

Enemy planes circled to the southwest and approached the viewing platform.

Don't stand a chance? Wang Liang's heart is not a taste.

Previously, he threw a grenade to the southwest, blowing up sand and dust just to obscure the pilot's sight.

The pilot, who could not see clearly in the distant air, would approach the observation deck with a helicopter, and the opportunity to snipe would come.

It's a pity that the heavens don't follow people's wishes.

"Whew"

The enemy pilots were cunning, piloting helicopters from the southwest to press the dust, which was blown away by the strong winds generated by the high-speed rotation of the propellers.

Seeing clearly, the height of the helicopter exceeded the observation deck by about fifteen meters, and the sky-blue fuselage was stamped with the emblem of the Utoic Empire, number 009.

"Goo-dong"

Wang Liang stared at the helicopter with wide eyes and inadvertently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The helicopter's heavy machine gun fired, and the bullets exploded in a series on the false bunker, and the bunker was blown to pieces.

"Woohoo"

Two rockets were fired one after the other.

Wang Liang quickly lowered his body and withdrew his rifle to the bottom of the cliff.

"Boom"

The rockets made the observation deck tremble, as if it was about to fall off a cliff.

"Whew"

Waves of fire roared overhead, the sky turned red, and a wave of heat hit people.

"Woohoo"

Shrapnel and shattered debris from the explosion tore through everything around it, mixing with the smoke of gunpowder obscured the sky, the light dimmed, and the air was filled with the smell of suffocating burning.

"Click, squeak"

The guardrail snapped under the shock wave and groaned and fell towards the cliff.

Going to fall? Wang Liang couldn't see it, and felt that the guardrail was collapsing.

Only then did he realize what a childish fantasy it was to dry a helicopter.

Although he had no regrets, a sense of frustration arose in his heart.

Unwilling to fail, and must not fail again, he shouted in his heart.

"Buzz"

Enemy helicopters flashed over the observation deck.

"Whew"

The helicopter whipped up a gust of wind that dispersed the smoke and swept away all dust particles from the observation deck.

The sky was bright, and the dust particles were tumbling and falling off the cliffs, and the scenery gradually became clearer.

"Goo-dong"

Wang Liang stared at the broken guardrail and froze, his Adam's apple squirming and swallowing saliva.

The guardrail to the northeast was broken more than thirty meters away, and the broken part was missing.

He looked sideways at the guardrail above his head, not knowing what to say.

In half, only half of the steel pipe that binds the rope remains, about 30 centimeters high, and it breaks from the welded part.

He knew it was Arrow's luck that he had survived by tying the rope to this welded steel pipe.

Looking back, the guardrail in the southwest was also broken by more than 20 meters, and the broken guardrail should still be on the way to the sea.

"Squeak"

The rope was breaking, and his heart jumped, and he grabbed the steel pipe in his left hand, rested the rifle on the observation deck with his right hand, and hurriedly retied the rope.

"All the independent battalions charge, rush!"

The enemy commander howled under the stone steps.

Too late? Wang Liang pondered in the busyness of vigilance.

"Buzz"

Enemy helicopters slowly rose from due west.

To do it or not to do it? Wang Liang's mind was entangled.