All the double-bladed helicopters that still have the ability to move are desperately unloading the soldiers on board, but the incomparably powerful war machine in the face of tanks and infantry is tantamount to an act of death without any anti-aircraft fire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Five wyverns with flapping wings swooped down from the air, and the previous grappling with MiG had depleted all of their reserves of bladeworms, so they resorted to a more crisp and equally brutal method - hand-to-hand combat.

Helicopters that hold their fragile bellies close to the ground, exposing only the blade-sharp, spinning propellers on the sides, are no longer the primary targets of the Wyverns, who have lost their long-range attack capabilities, and they are targeting the peacekeepers who burst out of the cabin.

"Build a line of defense! Build a line of defense on the spot! Don't run! We can't outrun them in the open! A captain officer who had managed to escape from the helicopter with him yelled into the communication channel, his voice muffled by the furious ADK-45 gunfire around him, but most of the soldiers understood what he meant, and more and more soldiers fell on one knee and poured heavy gunfire into the flying dragons that swooped down in the air.

"The Super Saber has successfully made a forced landing!" The sergeant of a pair of seven-man squads who were close to them reminded them loudly that they were too far away, and the approaching Wyvern with their agility dodging a dense hail of bullets left them with no time to care.

"Takumi! Bring two people over! The captain commanded in a loud voice, and now he was the only one who had been forced into the battlefield with the highest rank, and the soldiers naturally acted according to his instructions, especially if the commander was temporarily out of contact.

A young soldier who was removing the Molotov cocktail from his waist in an attempt to ignite the dense weeds around him and hinder the dragon's attack immediately beckoned the two men to run towards a side-hittered helicopter that was half of the nose sunk deep in the dirt.

The temporary position set up by the captain was 70 meters away from the "Super Sabre", and the moment Takumi started, he saw a group of disheveled soldiers with even their helmets shocked carrying a whole severed cabin seat, and on the seat there was a soldier pinned, the slight genetic adjustment allowed Takumi to clearly see the painful sign on the unfortunate soldier's face from a distance of seventy meters, and in this instant, he knew that the soldier was finished.

The sudden attack caused them to have no practice in the field for encounters in the field, and after losing all effective air support, they lacked powerful ground vehicles to provide fire support, and they only had flesh and blood and light weapons, and they simply did not think about any possibility of successfully escaping when facing the insects that had always been good at hand-to-hand combat, and they had to hold on here and attract the attention of the wyvern long enough long enough for the commander to return to the protection of the army.

"This is the Libertadores!" Takumi shouted through the channel to the soldiers who had just rushed out in front of them, "Super Sabre! Meet us! The soldiers in front also noticed them, and everyone immediately ran towards Takumi in the direction they were, "We have a seriously wounded man!" ”

"Boom!"

Just as Takumi was about to tell them that he was powerless against the wounded, a wyvern that had been hit by a rain of bullets that had obscured half of the sky and hit its wings fell straight towards the members of the Super Saber who had been transporting the wounded and severely slowing down their running, and a huge shadow covered the heads of the fleeing soldiers, and before they could look up, the heavy body of the wyvern bleeding with corrosive blood slammed into their fragile flesh.

"Oh! No! Tuohai's frenzied pace suddenly stopped, and the twisted and raging strong insect body of the flying dragon close at hand brought them tremendous pressure, and the tragedy that happened in front of them undoubtedly greatly stimulated their nerves that had been forced to surrender to exhaustion, and the comrades who were lucky enough to escape were crushed into meat pies by the insects in front of them, and the splashed blood almost sprayed onto the grass in front of them.

"Fire!" Without Takumi making a sound, three tongues of fire composed of 7.62 mm caliber bullets slammed directly on the thick abdominal epidermis of the wyvern that was still struggling to twist, and the huge penetration brought by the close-range shot drilled more than a dozen wounds less than one centimeter in the wyvern's abdomen in less than two seconds under the continuous fire suppression, and the huge force carried by the warhead hit its organs that maintained the slow recovery of the entire body at a speed of 570 m/s. The turbulent shock wave and the air that followed the warhead into the body instantly formed a huge cavity with a diameter of 12 centimeters in the wyvern's abdominal cavity, and the veins torn apart by the dense and scorching warhead spewed out a liquid with a pressure of 101 mm/s, and these highly corrosive "blood" that could be sprayed fifteen meters away sprinkled on the cavity inside the wyvern's body, and the severe pain transmitted from the dense nerve clusters to the wyvern's brain, which was less than the size of a fist, made it almost jump up in a frenzy.

"Cover me!" Takumi let out a loud shout, then trotted in three steps and two steps and rushed towards the flying dragon whipping every piece of land around him with his body, he found the right time to leap while the other party had his back to him! His hands in non-slip gloves gripped the dragon's huge, spiky dragon's head.

The fire of the automatic rifle suddenly became loud, and the surviving soldiers of the Super Saber were lying on the ground struggling to dodge the wyvern's slap while trying their best to fight back and cover the attack of their comrades. The sharp pain that came from every part of the body made the wyvern not even care about the sudden increase in weight on its body, and when it flapped its injured wings and tried to flap the annoying soldiers around it, Takumi let go of the right hand that was holding the dragon's horns, and the assault rifle fixed to his shoulder by the V-belt thrust into the wyvern's tough back skin like a sharp sword under the push of all his strength, like the tenacity of several layers of cowhide stacked so that the bayonet was only inserted into one-third, with the centrifugal force brought by the wyvern's violent twisting, Takumi managed to pull a twenty-centimeter-long wound on the dragon's back with his bayonet, which may not be deep enough for its deep skin and muscles, but it was enough.

A "**" was felt from the back of the armor, and after shaking it vigorously, Takumi thrust it into the cut wound, and then jumped down.