The roar of the helicopter was like the apocalyptic laughter of the Grim Reaper, the propeller cut through the silence of the night sky, and the four black and black scythes slashed mercilessly towards the port with a heavy smell of blood.

The port of Yokohama, which has been quiet for decades, once again feels the manic horror of World War II, when the dark clouds of war instantly envelop the port, and the high-powered engine is the only spinning theme in this dark world.

Jinsha and Sky Wolf frantically ran towards the cabin control room, and they crossed one by one the obstacles along the way. If the two of them were chosen to be hurdlers at the Olympics at this time, they would definitely win gold and silver medals.

When life is threatened, the human body can burst out with several times the strength that does not match the original function, and the two of them are like two top Porsche sports cars with full horsepower, speeding wildly on the track.

"Quick, tell everyone to get ready for battle, the enemy has attacked us." Jinsha's voice seemed to be broken, and the air in his lungs was rapidly withdrawn from various organs in his body, and it was not easy for him to speak at high speed.

The Sky Wolf was much better than him, after all, his body had been transformed by a special potion, and it was much stronger than ordinary people. Just looking at Jinsha running as fast as his perverted body, he still admires it.

Without them having to call the police, the already tense terrorist soldiers had already rushed out of the cabin. They only heard the noise outside, but with their sense of war, they rushed out as soon as possible.

But what awaits them is not the encirclement of the police force of Fuso, nor the attack of the militia organization with ordinary weapons and no actual combat experience, even the shadow of the regular army that can fight is not seen.

The black Apache helicopter gunship rolled like a rolling dark cloud, carrying the world's most advanced air-to-surface missile, spewing red and yellow flames and frantically slamming towards the sea.

The sea of Fuso was rolling, wave after wave as if it was stirred by some giant hidden in the deep sea, and even the giant ocean-going freighter docked on the shore was trembling, including the panicked hearts of every terrorist on it.

"Prepare for battle, no one is allowed to back down, knock down the helicopter for me." Now even if you want to retreat, you can't retreat, under the attack of the Apache, which is known as a tank killer, it is very likely that the ocean freighter wants to move its body.

The Sands had no choice but to either jump into the sea en masse and swim home, or stay and wait for Apache's frantic attack. Finally, in the cabin, they waited for the ground troops to rush onto the big ship and beat them to death one by one in the closed cabin.

There is another way, which is to fight with Apache helicopter gunships. In any case, the amount of ammunition carried by the Apache was very limited. Instead of hiding in the cabin waiting to be blown up or killed by the soldiers who rushed up, it is better to fight the Apache helicopter in a frenzy.

Helicopter gunships will inevitably attack in a dive, and Jinsha has a coalition force of more than 30,000 people, and it is completely possible to repel the attack of helicopter gunships by concentrating forces. Sands decided to gamble on this, even if he died, he would die with dignity. His hand gripped the belt head left by Yingbu, and his eyes stared resolutely at the Apache gunship that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

Rumble! Rumble! With doomsday red flames, multiple rounds of air-to-surface missiles whizzed from both sides of the helicopter towards the ocean-going freighter docked on the shore. Twenty Apache helicopter gunships were like doppelgangers of twenty Grim Reapers, attacking the terrorists from different angles, and the ocean-going freighter burst into flames.

Wind and fire danced wildly around them, like the most ancient enchanting monsters dancing their bodies. It engulfed the bodies of countless terrorists in one moment, and they turned into flying ashes before they could react.

"Hit me, shoot, shoot, keep our distance between us." The wolf crushed Jinsha under him, and then yelled frantically in all directions.

The already stunned terrorists quickly took up favorable terrain under the command of their respective commanders, and various models of automatic weapons were frantically pouring large-caliber bullets in no particular order.

This time, the troops who came to Fusang to participate in the operation were all sponsored by the people of the United States, and the United States made a bloody investment, and issued two sets of equipment to each soldier in accordance with the standards of the special forces.

But the key problem is that the weapons and equipment given by the people of the United States are very good, but the cultural skills of the terrorists are limited, and there are many high-tech things that they do not know how to use. can only use firearms to do primitive shooting, which greatly reduces the dominance of high-tech weapons on the battlefield.

At the beginning, Babu proudly praised that when he had this army, it would be like a blooming flower, giving birth to a beautiful world for him.

But if he saw his army under the attack of modern weapons again, he would definitely vomit blood and die in distress. There are also the people of the United States who support their operation, if they see their opponents stupidly using their own high-tech weapons like pigs, they will also scratch their heads and regret that the terrorists are too uneducated.

Apache helicopter gunships dominated the war, dropping air-to-surface missiles that could destroy them back and forth between two freighters, turning the sky over the harbor a fiery red color, and even the sky was dyed with strange light.

Yaksha laughed and patted his thigh, and said to Nighthawk standing beside him, "Captain, it's so exciting, these bastards didn't expect to be beaten like this bear before they even set foot on land, and they didn't have time to cry." ”

"Yes, these grandsons don't stay in the desert, they think about the whole world every day to find the ballast, this is their fate." The military thorn also chimed in.

Nighthawk's eyes were all fiery red, and he seemed to see the war in the western frontier, where countless comrades died in that war. There should never be war in the world, and the devil will use war to spread the discontent in his heart, and finally fill those desires with blood and human life.

Nighthawk only thinks that the missiles fired by the Apache gunship can be more powerful, killing these terrorists from the desert and making the world a little quieter.

Rumble! A missile exploded not far from the side, and the Sky Wolf was blown away. He shook his head, got up from the ground, and watched as Jinsha in the distance was still heroically directing the battle under artillery fire.

He suddenly smiled, as if he saw a person many years ago, when facing the indiscriminate butcher's knives of the villagers, he also stood at the forefront and stretched out his arms fearlessly.

This man deserves protection, he is a true man who will not leave any partners behind.

The wolf swooped down on the majestic figure in the firelight, shielding him from every danger with his body. The two men looked at each other tightly in a hurry, as if a long time had passed, as if it was only a second.

Helicopter gunships have fired all the air-to-surface missiles they carried, steaming hot wheels whirring through the air, and a large number of terrorists on the ocean-going freighter have died, and many more have not even been able to find their bodies. The high-explosive missiles directly blew them to pieces, saving them the trouble of being buried in the future.

But before the terrorists could catch their breath, they were glad that the terrible attack was over, and a terrifying sound like a supersonic whistling could be heard overhead.

Bursts can fire thousands of large-caliber rounds in a minute, and twenty helicopters are equipped with two standard barrels. Infrared precision guidance, as long as there is a heat source on the display screen, the helicopter pilot will mercilessly dump a series of large-caliber bullets.

This time the corpse will never disappear directly, and the residual value of the broken arm flies in the air, like scattered small parts. The internal organs were like a rain, mixed with blood, and viscously covered the surface of the freighter.

The terrorists shivered behind various covers, bullets were no longer as easy to dodge as missiles, and every minute the bullets fired would kill the terrorists hiding behind any corner. They had nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, but to clung to their automatic weapons and wait to be stabbed by the spear of fate, and finally die in a foreign land.

Jinsha's eyes were red like beasts for a long time, and he crouched behind a bunker, relying on the hard, solid steel for cover. The large-caliber bullets slammed into the bunker like a heavy hammer, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves was heard everywhere, which was the wailing of dying beings and begging for help.

The pilots of the helicopter formation are obviously high-tech ace pilots, and they are not at all comparable to terrorists who think they can go to the battlefield with automatic weapons. Their guns are nothing more than children's BB bullets in the eyes of the pilots who fly on the battlefield, and they don't even pose any threat.

The pilots laughed in the cockpit and used the walkie-talkie to say something taunting the terrorists. They all knew who they were attacking, and they were all mad brutes. So none of the pilots hesitated to press the button of their weapons, they just wanted to end the miserable lives of these bastards and let them get out of hell as soon as possible.

"Sir, let's run away and put on the people of Ydu. Our troops are finished. The wolf roared loudly, and in a world where machine guns rang out and there were crazy roars everywhere, his voice sounded so fragile.

Jinsha's eyes were full of blood, and he once again remembered the war in the western frontier. In the shattered city, the eyes of hungry men who look like skeletons are full of despair. At that time he had pity on the warriors, they were all family people, but now he can't, if they lose this war, they will lose a lot of things.

Rumble! Another bomb exploded on the cabin, and the troops on the ground were ready to attack.