The battle of life and death is about guts, courage, and luck.

Seeing his men being shot down like falling geese, and the remnants of the personnel flying away like frightened birds, Quino, who was in charge of air command, finally couldn't calm down. His father was under shelling, and he had emptied all the cards in his hand, and now he was the only one who could play it.

But Zhou Qingfeng has been hiding his hand, and three consecutive 'astute passes' can buy him three seconds calmly. Seeing that the opponent was playing at a super level, the trajectory of the heavy machine gun quickly approached the helicopter he was riding, and he directly took out his hole cards.

Three seconds was enough time for Zhou Qingfeng to rain 300 rounds of bullets at his opponent, and this wall of bullets could kill any unarmored target within a kilometer radius. And the 'Beechcraft' plane that flew quickly was hit by this deadly wall, and the head of the collision broke blood, the collision was shattered, and the collision was wiped out!

Maybe it was the father and son, just when Quino launched a decisive attack, Santos in the frigate looked out from the bulletproof glass window of the bridge, and he couldn't see anything clearly above the sky for thousands of meters, but a sudden burst of fire meant that there was a loss of aircraft.

Seeing the firelight light and the sky bursting with a large amount of debris, Santos seemed to sense that his son had been killed. He immediately shouted frantically, and finally ordered: "Turn around and attack that patrol boat." Command the engine room, full speed! ”

With nowhere to vent, Santos threw his anger on the patrol boat that was attacking him, and he abandoned his command on the bridge and ran to the front of the frigate's main gun to act as a gunner.

And the butcher at this moment is also in a hurry, because there are too many enemies rushing up, more than twenty speedboats, including retired torpedo boats with a speed of more than fifty knots, which is simply not alive!

"Who to hit first? Hit torpedo boats? "The butcher, as the commander of the tank, saw more than a dozen waves in the perimeter at once.

Zhou Qingfeng finally finished the threat from the sky and hurried to support the butcher. He yelled on the radio, "Hit you ghost, you run away for me." The main force of the enemy has been abolished by us, and now flying a kite can kill them. ”

In addition to the 'Stinger X' anti-aircraft missile, Zhou Qingfeng also has the 'Javelin' anti-tank missile. With this thing, you can't get close to a frigate with air defense, but it's more than enough to fight a speedboat.

Zhou Qingfeng aimed at a torpedo boat that was moving at high speed on the sea. This hundred-ton thing is used to fight bayonets at sea, and the speed is fast! Luckily, the Rescue Eagle flew faster than the torpedo boat!

With a bang, the 'Javelin' fired, locking on to the torpedo boat that was scurrying around the sea. More than ten seconds later, the warhead hit the target, and the armor-piercing warhead easily penetrated the enemy's hull and exploded, paralyzing it in the sea.

Zhou Qingfeng launched an attack on the sea from the air, and the enemy, who had originally tried to outflank the 'Eagle' patrol boat, immediately dispersed. It's just that these guys are scattered and not chaotic, and obviously have a stronger psychological quality than those pilots in the air who run away as soon as they dozen.

Especially when the frigate caught up, it forced all the helicopters away with its massive anti-aircraft firepower. Zhou Qingfeng didn't dare to get closer to taste what the opponent's 30-millimeter anti-aircraft gun was like, so he could only shout on the radio: "Butcher, if you really can't do it, you can jump into the sea, I can save you and Minsk." ”

With a bang, Zhou Qingfeng focused on clearing a threatening torpedo boat, but the anti-aircraft fire on the enemy frigate had already begun to fire at him, forcing Katerina to flee quickly.

The Eagle patrol boat was fleeing at full speed of thirty-two knots, but it turned around as it fled. The butcher inside the tank on the deck of the ship laughed and said: "How can Russian men be afraid of fighting?" We have always traded our lives for honor! ”

Two cannon shots rang out, and the tank and the frigate opened fire at the same time. Both sides were already within visual range of 5,000 meters, and the two shells crossed in the air and quickly rushed towards their respective targets.

On the frigate, the shelling of the two main guns was extremely fast, but the manpower aiming accuracy was not high, and he could only fight for luck in the bumpy and undulating sea. On the patrol boat, laser-guided shells at close range hit the frigate continuously, but the opponent was really steel and iron, and the grenade damaged a bunch of external facilities, but failed to dumb the opponent.

Dozens of 76-millimeter shells were fired, and Santos's gun crew finally caught a shot, and the shells hit the patrol boat's waterline directly, blowing up the engine room. The 'Eagle', which lost power, could only float on the water, and the crew jumped into the sea.

The 'Abrams', which was fixed in the bow of the ship, was still firing, and after a few shots, it was found that it did not have much effect on the frigate, and even a grenade hit the opponent's turret directly, but the opponent continued to fire after half a minute.

In a hurry, Minsk shouted: "Change the armor-piercing shells, don't guide, we'll hit the opponent's turrets ourselves." ”

The Eagle was already parked in the sea and could not move, and a circle of speedboats and everything was firing desperately around it. In an instant, all kinds of holes were punched in the hull. And the enemy frigate was still approaching, and the two 76-mm guns were whizzing non-stop, and the water could cover the patrol boat.

The 'Abrams', which was fixed to the bow of the ship, fell silent, and no matter what Erin Ellie said on the radio that she had locked onto her target, the two Russian furry bears in the tank remained unmoved.

"Be on time, avenge my son, I must kill this ship." On the frigate's front main gun, a red-eyed Santos is personally directing the gun crew to carry a large amount of ammunition from the ship's hold. Five rows of 76-millimeter shells thundered and continued to fire.

The artillery crew is full of retired veterans recruited by Santos in the Cuban Navy, and he is particularly obedient to Santos, who was originally a general. But just as they were beating the 'Eagle' more and more badly, the tank placed in the bow of the opposite side suddenly opened fire, and an M829A4 tail stabilized deshelling armor-piercing projectile flew over.

The slender depleted uranium rod core swept a distance of more than two thousand meters at several times the speed of sound, hitting the frigate's front main gun in a breath. The turret of the front main gun withstood the explosion of the grenade, but not the armor-piercing warhead capable of piercing hundreds of millimeters of armor.

The self-sharpening depleted uranium rod core immediately disintegrates and flies into terrifying high-velocity fragments when fired into the turret. It was so loud in his ears, and when Santos' head buzzed and he turned back, the artillery crew of more than a dozen people behind him all fell in a pool of blood.

Santos, as a gunner, narrowly avoided the armor-piercing shell, his ears were bleeding, his brain was buzzing, he stumbled out of the gun position, and could no longer drive the main gun.

"Damn bastards, you owe another blood debt! I won't let you go. (To be continued.) )