The Gatling gun, named after its designer, Richard Jordon Gatlin, has been designed for more than 150 years since 1860. Mr. J. Gatlin was originally a doctor, and he designed this machine gun to reduce casualties among soldiers on the battlefield.

The Mi-24 gunship is equipped with a GUV-8700 machine gun laisf, which is equipped with a Yak-B 12.7mm four-barreled Gatling gun and two 7.62mm GShG Gatling guns.

The Hind helicopter is equipped with a pod on each wing, and each pod contains three Gatlings, plus a Gsh-23L cannon under the nose.

The four-barreled Gatling began to spin slowly, the fire gathering momentum, and Leon was still meditating with his eyes closed under the inky black face, as if undisturbed by the helicopter's violently dancing propellers.

"The GShG-7.62 and Yak-B machine guns are both pneumatic, with muzzle velocity between 800-850 m/s, and a firing rate of about 5,000 rounds per minute, with a maximum of 750 rounds per machine gun if calculated according to the standard system."

In the flash of lightning, he bent down on his knees and began to sprint down the forest path.

"This hind is hovering at a height of 200 meters at the moment, the speed of the bullet is more than twice the speed of sound, and the speed of the machine gunner's angle fine-tuning is much higher than my running speed, which means that it is impossible to dodge in a straight line, and I will die at any time in the next ten seconds."

Even if the color temperature of the 600W short-arc xenon lamp mounted under the fuselage is about 6000K, the fire snake bullet chain spewed out by the machine gun is still so bright in the searchlight beam.

The long chain of bullets that swept through it almost reached Leon's ankles, and he tossed and turned in the dense forest along the Z-shaped runway, dodging the trajectory in the slightest.

The bullet struck the sand angrily, raising waist-high dust, and Leon's heart was like water, silently waiting for the moment to counterattack.

The helicopter pilot who witnessed his brother being tortured and killed by Leon was on the verge of madness, his pupils were full of bloodshots, and his face was bruised and he yelled at the mechanic behind him: "He's in the woods, I have to lower my height to see him!" ”

A bucket-thick thunder python electric snake pierced the sky, and the bean raindrops roared across thousands of kilometers and fell to the ground, like a heavy drumbeat, and the storm descended in the image of a cruel tyrant.

The hurricane came so quickly that hot, dry air from the Sahara Desert in North Africa collided with moist air from the Gulf of Guinea from east to west, eventually forming a tropical cyclone with massive lightning movements.

However, the helicopter pilot had no time to think about the source and destination of this storm at the moment, and there was only one thought left in his mind - kill!

The hind helicopter desperately lowered its altitude, and the fiery serpents smashed the branches of the pine and cypress trees that stood in its way, scattering the sawdust like snowflakes.

The driver took off the dark green headphones on his head, and roared wildly at the bulletproof glass on the front: "Where is he?" Where's that damn monster?! ”

He blindly pressed the button of the S-5 rocket launcher and blasted into the open space hundreds of meters away, but he got nothing but a large cloud of ground dust.

In a moment's breath, the torrential rain was raging like a Milky Way, and the wind howled and swept away, shaking thousands of branches and leaves, the grass and trees were obscure, and only the beams of gloomy thunder and short-arc xenon lamps were left between heaven and earth.

Leon appeared, the blood stains on his raincoat had been washed away by the torrential rain, and the flesh-colored latex gloves climbed the thick hemlock trunk of several people all the way up, piercing the eyes to climb the 30-meter-high canopy.

The qi sea points around the body were majestic and agitated, and the rain boots kicked the trunks of the trees, jumping into the air like a wild goose.

Bathed in the beam of searchlight, Leon held his breath and hung his arm tightly behind his back, like a spring compressed to the extreme, and threw the armor-piercing knife violently.

The driver, whose finger had already pressed the trigger, watched sluggishly as the blade crossed a height distance of more than ten meters and accurately slashed the searchlight under the fuselage.

The flames flickered, and a puff of green smoke came out of the parts of the short-arc xenon lamp, which flickered for a few moments before finally falling silent.

The light went out.

Storm Scream was intent on smoothing everything out, and the hind helicopter, unable to navigate in the night, could only stagger, staggering from side to side, struggling to maintain its balance, and unable to aim and shoot.

Leon flipped in the air, twisted his waist and dodged on the branch of another hemlock, and once again climbed the canopy like an ape, this time the spinning axe struck the front glass of the cockpit.

The front of the cockpit was a straight, bulletproof windshield on which the axe slashed into it causing only minor scratches and abrasions, and then fell to the ground following the laws of gravity with a dull sound.

In vain? Not.

Shocked, the helicopter pilot made a very wrong decision, tilting his wings.

If this Mi-24 is the latest model of the improved aircraft, then its tail rotor will be modified on the left side of the tail oblique beam, but unfortunately this aircraft is the old model many years ago, the tail rotor is on the right side of the tail oblique beam, and the steep wind swept down with the rotor to shake and shake, the whole aircraft can no longer maintain balance, can only fall to the ground at an inclined angle.NACA230

Even though the pilot gritted his teeth and tried to raise the plane to a futile, the sirens in the cabin shrieked and the red lights flashed, and Leon stood on the hemlock canopy, leaning on the rough trunk of the tree, watching with a blank face as it crashed.

Wrapped in tens of thousands of weights, the steel and iron bones collided with the earth and sand and cracked, the rapidly agitating wing blades cut long ravines, and the fuel spilled from the ruptured fuel tank brewed boundless power.

The violent explosion caused almost visible shock ripples, and the torrential rain poured out the raging flames, and the high flames scorched the meadow, making everything red.

Leon jumped off the canopy, strolling leisurely and admiring the rain, breathing in the scorching breath of the wind.

He lazily picked up the armor-piercing knife and axe from the ground and put them back into his waist, slapped his palms covered in sawdust, and walked towards the wreckage of the helicopter.

The driver, along with the observers and mechanics, had been reduced to char ashes, shattered flesh mixed with fuel, reminiscent of the emperor fish sashimi in a Michelin-starred restaurant.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, between the cracked and broken steel skeleton of the helicopter cockpit, there is still a portable walkie-talkie, and Richard's voice is sounding in it.

"Marke, what's going on? Can you hear me? Mark? ”

Li Ang casually pulled away the driver's body, sat comfortably in the driver's seat placed diagonally, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said softly:

"Sorry, the person you are calling is temporarily unreachable, please call again later."