Carrying a toolbox and following Himar out of the cabin, looking at the fuselage that had been riddled with bullets, Victor blurted out: "**! ”

But Himal, who was following Victor's side closely, heard this foul sentence that could be comparable to China's "Three Character Classic", but let out a long sullen breath, and the brother next to him was still in the mood to burst into foul language, which meant that the helicopter was still saved.

"You're going bankrupt." Victor looked at Himar with sympathetic gaze and stretched out five fingers, "Being beaten like this, if you want to completely repair it, it will cost at least half a million dollars, and this is the best result I can get by finding some second-hand accessories." ”

Shimar shrugged his shoulders slightly, whether it is bankruptcy or debt, both have a common premise, that is, they have to leave Somalia alive and return to the normal world outside alive, otherwise, to paraphrase a favorite phrase used by Chinese netizens, everything is a floating cloud!

"Remove everything that can be removed from the cabin, including the seats, and ......throw it away," Victor waved the long-handled tool pliers in his hand, which sounded on the bulkhead, "Keep a copy of the most basic combat units, and throw away all the rest of the ammunition, remove the two honeycomb rocket launchers, by the way, remove the bulletproof armor plate under the infantry cabin, the remaining engine is so old that there is no way to fly back with so much weight." ”

Every time something is removed from the helicopter, Himar's financial deficit will be red, but Himar did not hesitate, he nodded vigorously, took a small combat notebook, and recorded Victor's requests one by one.

Victor said suddenly: "I remember that you usually like to smoke Cuban cigars, do you still have them on you?" ”

Shimar nodded, took out a stick of Havana origin, Cuba, thicker than his thumb, from his military pocket, and wrapped a cigar with a layer of tin foil on the outside to ensure the original flavor of the tobacco leaves, and handed it to Victor.

But Victor was not satisfied, and while he looked at the cigar in his hand with a critical eye, he said: "You are a standard smoker, and you have at least five or six of these cigars on you, give them back to me." ”

Putting seven cigars in his pocket, Victor walked around the helicopter to the other end, carefully looked at the tail rotor that was damaged, but could barely be repaired, and a faint smile appeared on his face, just like he had just said, as long as there was still one engine to use, and the main propeller and tail propeller were not damaged, he could let the helicopter in front of him, which had been beaten to tatters and almost turned into a pile of scrap metal, climb into the sky again.

At this moment, three or four hundred meters away, there was a sudden crisp gunshot, and Victor still had a smile on his face that was holding the victory, and there was a "pop" sound in his chest, followed by a sharp to the extreme, making people even breathe to stop the pain and huge impact, and he involuntarily fell headlong.

Looking at his brother who was still standing beside him just now, but now there was an extra bullet hole in the chest of the flight suit, Himal pounced on it at the first time, hugged Victor, and desperately rolled to the shadow position below the helicopter. Probably feeling that there was no certainty of a hit, the sniper hiding in the shadows did not shoot again, and Himar successfully hid under the helicopter with Victor in his arms, but in Himar's heart there was no joy of victory, and there was an absolute chill as if he was being poured down by the waters of the Arctic Ocean.

After the helicopter temporarily landed on the ground, at least three people, including Shi Shaoying, had already walked out of the cabin to search and guard the surroundings, but the sniper did not fire, he was like the most cunning fox hunter, quietly lurking in the east where the sun was rising, using the sunlight to completely hide himself, until Victor, who was wearing a flight suit and was the most critical target for both the enemy and us, appeared, and then suddenly launched an attack, hitting the target with one shot, completely crushing Ximar's last hope.

RPG bazooka, heavy machine gun, sniper...... These three are interlocking, and Himar not only sees the fierceness of the step-by-step killing machine in it, but also smells a steadiness that can only belong to a veteran on the battlefield.

Only veterans of the battlefield who have really experienced a hundred battles, are accustomed to seeing blood and death, and have learned to be modest and cautious, will estimate their enemies to be the strongest before the battle, and make various arrangements for them. Perhaps in the eyes of young people, these battlefield veterans are too timid and cautious, too step-by-step, and will always waste all kinds of great opportunities, but in fact, they are the most terrible opponents who are cunning on the battlefield and will launch the most fierce attacks once they seize the opportunity!

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of automatic rifle fire sounded around, it was Shi Shaoying who was firing to suppress the sniper in the distance, and soon the two brothers carrying the automatic grenade launcher also rushed out of the cabin, in the face of such a powerful weapon, if the sniper dared to fire a second shot, it would be tantamount to killing himself.

So many brothers are fighting side by side, but Shimar can't find the warmth and security that comes from relying on each other.

Victor was shot in the left chest, the deadliest part of the human heart. Without Victor, it would be impossible for them to repair this helicopter in a short period of time, even if they took 10,000 steps back, they could really restore the power of this helicopter by mistake, but may I ask, except for Victor, a pilot of the "Flying Bear" class, who can fly a helicopter whose instrument was broken and burned at least a third of it, successfully take off, and land alive with everyone?!

If they give up the helicopter and take the wounded to try to kill them with their legs and weapons in their hands, how many deadly attacks will they have to face the veteran of the battlefield who has driven them into a desperate situation before they have even met?!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Victor, who had been protected by Himar under his body, suddenly let out a series of violent dry coughs, and under Himar's wide-eyed gaze in disbelief, he was shot in the left chest, and it stands to reason that even if his heart was not broken by the bullet, Victor, who should have been seriously injured and unconscious, actually opened his eyes, and the first sentence that rushed out of his mouth was: "Fuck, it hurts Lao Tzu!" ”

Shimar blinked several times before waking up from a dream, and he looked again at the location of Victor's body that was shot, and only then did he notice a detail, although the flight suit had been shattered, there was no blood in the bullet hole.

Could it be ......

Himar stretched out his hands and grabbed Victor's flight suit and tore it, looking at the clothes inside, even if he already had a little guess in his heart, Himal's face still became like a ghost in an instant: "You are a pilot, pilot, which pilot have you ever seen who will wear a body armor inside the flight suit?" Fuck, it's still the best bulletproof, a No. 5 body armor weighing more than 20 kilograms! People call you 'Flying Bear', do you really think you are an amphibious infantry?! ”

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