The 7.62 mm heavy machine guns kept firing, and several religious fanatics with military training just tied a rope around their waists that God knows if they could effectively provide them with life, stood at the hatch of the helicopter plane that was constantly shaking, and dumped out any rocket shells, grenades, grenades, and even home-made bombs with the characteristics of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization."

Heavy machine gun bullets swept over the head over and over again, the bullets hit the trunk of the birch tree with a bowl mouth, in the loud bang, the birch tree was knocked down in pieces, looking at the twelve or thirteen-meter-high tree with a "boom" loud sound, straight to his head, Zhan Xia Ge supported his hands, jumped up from his hidden position, the whole person quickly rolled on the ground, not out of the attack range of this big tree, only heard a crisp sound of "dang", and I don't know what kind of play smashed on his helmet. A grenade bounced off the steel helmet of the Song of Warlords, flipped over happy little heels in the air, and jumped diagonally for two or three meters before landing in front of the Song of Warmen. Looking at the Russian high-explosive defensive grenade that kept emitting white smoke, Zhan Xia Ge flew up and kicked the grenade out with a movement similar to a football player's tackle.

The seven-second delayed defensive high-explosive grenade flew out close to the ground and rolled and bounced and jumped, and the warrior song only had time to turn around, and the grenade only flew out seven or eight meters before it exploded suddenly. A cloud of gunpowder smoke rose near the Song of Warriors, and dozens of pieces of shrapnel roared past him, and a sound like bursting beans suddenly came from the backpack filled with various bullets and grenades. Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart, "My mother", if these shrapnel detonated the bullets and grenades on his body, then his Zhan Xia Ge really died a heroic death, died a glorious death, and died a death incarnated by tens of millions of omniplaces!

Before he had time to wipe off the cold sweat that instantly gushed out on his forehead, he made a "snap", and another explosive bag weighing six or seven pounds fell in front of Zhan Xia Ge. Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened, he opened his mouth wide without thinking, and bit down hard at this fuse.

"Zila......"

There was a bitter, astringent, spicy, numb, and astringent feeling from the mouth of the warrior song.

Zhao Haiping, who was hiding thirty or forty meters away, shouted urgently: "Master, how are you?" ”

"Can't die, bah!"

Zhan Xia Ge spat out a mouthful of saliva with too much gunpowder, but he couldn't help but lick his lips, because at this time, he suddenly tasted a taste of meat in his mouth, which he had never had a chance to taste since he entered this mountain to fight guerrilla warfare with the enemy, it was a ...... The aroma of roasted meat!

Suddenly, Warrior Song's eyes widened again, and he drowned the fuse on the explosive bag with saliva, and finally picked up a small life, but this was tantamount to telling the enemy in the helicopter that he was hiding here! Zhan Xia Ge threw off the backpack on his body, jumped up violently, and ran wildly in the jungle with all his might.

Just as he was shooting out with all his might like a cheetah, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, grenades, explosive packs, AK rifles, and all the weapons in the helicopter smashed at the location where he had just been lurking.

"Smack!"

There was a sudden tightening of his feet, Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help but scream "bad" in his heart, and an unstoppable force came from his right leg, and Zhan Xia Ge only felt that his body was light, and he was actually locked by a rope and pulled up upside down.

This was made by his old man himself, and it was originally a great gift for the pursuers, and above this tree, he left a sharpened branch, and once someone stepped on the trap, he would watch his body crash directly into the branch. Who would have thought that in the face of the helicopter raid, he could not avoid it, and he actually kicked into his carefully designed killing game.

Zhan Xia Ge fiercely pulled out the tiger tooth fighting saber, and stabbed it into the hard tree body, the tiger tooth fighting saber sank deep into the tree body for ten centimeters, and the birch tree trunk and the tiger tooth saber together made a terrible sound that made people feel sour, at the same time, Zhan Xia Ge pulled out the self-defense rapid-fire pistol on his body, and shot at the rope that hung himself.

The rope was shot in the center, and after a short pause of a second in the air, the body of the warrior began to fly downward, and at this moment the mouth of the warrior song was full of bitter taste. It only took him 1.5 seconds to get out of the trap, which was really a well-trained and agile response, but even this five seconds was enough time for the heavy machine gun on the helicopter to chase him in front of him.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of the light and crisp AK automatic rifle strafing sounded more than 30 meters away, and after firing all the bullets in the magazine, Zhao Haiping simply threw away the automatic rifle in his hand, grabbed their battle flag, which had been stained with the blood of dozens of terrorists, jumped to a conspicuous place, and while shaking the battle flag in his hand with all his might, he straightened his neck and shouted: "Lao Tzu is here, you turtle sons come to beat me, come to kill me!" ”

Zhan Xia Ge, who fell straight to the ground and didn't have time to jump up, patted the hard ground under him, and screamed: "Zhao Haiping, what the fuck are you stupid, run!" ”

After less than two seconds of pause, the unique roar of the 7.62 mm caliber airborne heavy machine gun fire sounded above their heads, and Zhao Pinghai carried the half-red and half-white battle flag and hugged his head and ran around, and behind him, the impermeable bullets of the heavy machine gun pulled up a long dragon visible to the naked eye on the ground, and slashed at Zhao Haiping in the terrible roar of the woods breaking and collapsing.

Warrior Song grabbed the automatic rifle he threw under the big tree, and pulled the trigger fiercely at the sky where the top of his head was almost completely covered with leaves and branches, and it was impossible to see the target, let alone make an effective sniper attack on the enemy. In the light sound of gunfire, a string of bullets, with the anger of the [***] people, the friendship of the [***] people, and the friendship of the [***] people, which is more intimate than the blood source, slammed into the vast and boundless sky above their heads, drawing a straight, brilliant, and unrepentant bullet mark.

In the dense forest at the foot of this helicopter, the sound of continuous strafing of AK automatic rifles sounded in one position, but there was a red flag fluttering in the wind in one position, even in the dense bushes, the green branches and leaves all over the mountain could not cover the fire color and passion on the red and white battle flag!

Zhan Xia Ge roared wildly while shooting at the sky with all his might: "Come and hit me, come and kill me, I am Zhan Xia Ge, I am your target!" That rotten guy who plays with heavy machine guns, you turn the muzzle of the gun, your Amirali boss's younger brother is the one who shot me in the head! ”

Zhao Haiping struggled with the red flag in his hand, and at the same time simply raised the self-defense pistol he had captured from the battlefield and fired it into the sky, this honest man who rarely spoke, stretched his neck at this moment, jumped to his feet and shouted: "The battle flag is in my hand, you won't all be blind, don't tell me that you can't see such a striking target!" ”

Both of them are trying their best to reveal their positions, both of them are trying their best to show their important surnames, and want the heavy machine guns to strafe them, because they both understand that as long as they can attract heavy machine gun fire to their side, their brothers, their comrades, and their partners will be safe!

The heavy machine gunner on the helicopter was already dumbfounded, he had already carried out this kind of high-altitude attack mission more than once, he was accustomed to seeing civilians running around with their heads in their hands, and he was accustomed to seeing professional soldiers lying on the ground who did not dare to raise their heads, let alone raise their guns to shoot back, and firing at each other with rifles and heavy machine guns on helicopters was originally an act of self-defeat. But in his life, on the battlefield he has experienced, when has he ever seen such a person who is bent on finding death and playing with his life to reveal his position?

The sound of AK automatic rifle strafing in the dense forest suddenly stopped, and then a Chinese special special hand-held single-shot signal flare shot into the sky, this kind of signal flare can shoot straight up to 300 meters high, the heavy machine gunner on the helicopter was really startled, he subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun and gave up Zhao Haiping, who was about to be hit by him, and fired again at the position where Zhan Xia Ge was hiding.

Zhan Xia Ge shook off the signal flare launcher that had become a waste in his hand, and ran around in the loud laughter, the heavy machine gun bullets shot at his front and back, and the hard ground splashed with small muddy waves, Zhan Xia Ge laughed loudly, screamed hard, he raised his pistol and shot everywhere, he grabbed the grenade on his body and threw it on the ground, and then shot backhand after running out of ten or twenty meters, he just wanted to try his best to tell the enemy his location!

Warrior Song suddenly turned his body away, and on his left shoulder, blood gushed out from a blood trench that had been plowed out by bullets.

Zhao Haiping was in a hurry, he threw away the red flag in his hand, stared at his eyes and shouted: "You have a signal flare?" I have it too! ”

In the sharp whistling sound, two signal flares, one red and one green, rose into the air, and the heavy machine gunner, who had been completely stunned by these two [***] people, was like a stupid bird, and he really turned the heavy machine gun again, and a large number of heavy machine gun bullets shot at Zhao Haiping again like a storm.

"Kaka Ka ......"

In the helicopter, there was a slight popping sound of finger joints, although in the roar of the engine, this slight sound was completely drowned out in an instant, but Amirali still miraculously felt the strangeness of Ma Shijie, the captain of the bodyguard who had been by his side for five years, and the pilot of the helicopter, he glanced at Ma Shijie, whose face was red, and a wisp of blazing flames that could almost break stones and gold erupted from his eyes, and then look at his hands that were pinched on the helicopter's longitudinal rod, because of excessive force, his knuckles had turned white, Amirali put on the on-board communicator and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"They are real men, and I want to fight them personally, and not to be condescending from a helicopter and watching someone shoot at them with a heavy machine gun!"

"Oh?" Alamili raised his eyebrows and asked, "How are they compared to the French mercenaries you once carried, and the other free mercenary groups?" ”

"Without a real fight, I can't be sure of their individual combat. But ......" Ma Shijie said honestly: "In a group special operation with an equal number of people, if we mercenaries really want to fight with such a Chinese [***] person, we will definitely die!" We mercenaries have been together for a long time, and we can trust each other and become brothers who talk about everything. If possible, we can carry our wounded companions out of the battlefield, but we will never burn ourselves for each other's sake! We don't dare to expose our targets for the sake of our brothers under the bombardment of heavy machine guns and rocket artillery from helicopters! I can say that the [***] people who are being attacked at our feet are no longer fighting partners, but brothers, brothers who are closer than brothers, brothers who are dead and everyone else will go completely crazy! Such an army, on the battlefield, will only get crazier and mader the more you fight! When they really see blood and really die, it is the beginning of the most terrifying of their enemies! ”

Ma Shijie finally made a conclusion: "Just watching them do this, I can't help but have a strong fighting spirit in my heart, not to mention themselves, such [***] people, in the case of equal weapons and training, they are invincible in the world!" ”

Amirali glanced at John Mitchell, the "Battlefield Golden Retriever" who had been stunned by what he was looking at and couldn't say anything while holding the microphone, and the journalist who had been broadcasting the fight to the world via satellite channels on his camera, and his mouth moved, but nothing was said.

At this point, Amirali really has nothing to say.

At this point, Amirali really understands why the Chinese Army can be invincible in the world!

Even if he can successfully kill these two [***] people, what can he do? They have already transmitted China's military soul and China's fighting spirit to at least 500 million people around the world through that camera and satellite channel!

And now Amilari has vaguely understood that he has no chance to torture and kill these two [***] people, because they will ...... for the sake of their brother who is fighting side by side Fight to the death! People who are not immersed in the scene will never understand this kind of blazing feelings that cannot be mixed with a single impurity, let alone understand the true meaning and weight of the phrase "brothers who eat in the same pot" in the hearts of these iron-blooded soldiers!

The 7.62 mm heavy machine gun in the helicopter finally stopped roaring, and the heavy machine gunner sat in the bullet casings all over the ground and shouted: "The machine gun has run out of bullets!" ”

Religious fanatics carrying rocket artillery also reported: "I have run out of rocket artillery shells!" ”

Ace war correspondent John Mitchell didn't finally come to his senses until this time, he grabbed the microphone, looked at the patches of woods under his feet that had been staggered by 3,000 heavy machine gun bullets, and looked everywhere at the white smoke that rose from the skyrockets, which were the marks left by rocket artillery, and he said uncertainly: "Those [***] people, maybe, are probably dead!" ”

The photojournalist suddenly let out an exclamation: "Look! ”

In a position that had been swept down by heavy machine-gun bullets and had already exposed the ridge, in the light smoke rising up, a red-and-white iron-blooded battle flag with four or five bullet holes was erected again!

Zhao Haiping stretched out his hand and ripped open the collar of his military uniform, letting his chest be exposed to the still cold mountain wind, and he held the battle flag belonging to Zhan Xia Song and him high with both hands. Just as everyone was stunned, in another position in the mountain forest that was not sheltered by the woods, the rhythmic double burst of automatic rifle burst fire suddenly sounded.

"Da Da ......"

The Heavy was the first to be shot, and with the blood splattered from his body, he threw himself off the helicopter, and after a sinking flight in the air that conformed to Newton's gravity, he slammed into a birch tree, and when he finally rolled down to the hard ground, all his ribs broke off and stabbed out of his chest and back.

"Da Da ......"

The second to be shot was the religious fanatic who was carrying a rocket launcher, the man who had held a saber before setting off, and triumphantly declared to the camera that he was going to slowly cut the throat of the [***] man, looking at his own throat pierced by the bullet in disbelief, his two beads stared like the eyes of a goldfish, with disbelief in pain and despair, and after a few long choking struggles, he also planted the helicopter headlong.

"It's the most fucking annoying thing you two bastards!"

In muttering to himself, Zhan Xia Ge turned the muzzle of the gun to the cockpit of the helicopter, Ma Shijie pulled the longitudinal rod fiercely, and the helicopter quickly pulled up, and the fifth and sixth bullets fired by Zhan Xia Ge only hit the solid landing gear of the helicopter, splashing two bright sparks in vain.

If Zhan Xia Ge knew that Amirali was in charge of the helicopter, he would have shot the pilot of the helicopter directly, and then made up for more than 20 bullets at the position of the helicopter engine!

There was a dense burst of gunfire in the jungle, and after this period of fierce fighting, the more than two hundred combined troops who had been chasing after them were already less than five hundred meters away from them. Looking at the red and white battle flag that was flying forward quickly, Amirali ordered with a blue face: "Fly to the front and put down the brothers in the plane, flank the front and back, and completely surround those two bastard boys, I don't believe they really have three heads and six arms!" ”

(To be continued)