215 Technical Grinding

The snow on the top of the mountain is empty, revealing large areas of frozen soil.

Directly below the helicopter is capable of reaching four atmospheres with a wind speed of no less than ten levels. People can't stand on their feet when they get off the plane, and they have to bend down to get close to the plane.

The sudden appearance of the helicopter made Kono's hairs stand on end, and when he saw the helicopter landing on the hill, Kono was overjoyed and immediately ordered the grenadier to shoot at the hill.

Fortunately, the helicopter did not stop at the top of the hill for long, and after using the air flow to blow the devil down the mountain, Captain Wang immediately pulled the plane up and flew at an ultra-low altitude to He Jun, who was struggling to escape.

As soon as the plane flew away, more than two dozen grenades fell on the mountain, and shrapnel from the explosion almost hit the tail of the helicopter.

The dangerous helicopter flew to He Jun's side in only ten seconds, and the snow raised by the air flow covered He Jun's head and face, almost burying Niu Lei in the snow.

Captain Wang opened the hatch and beckoned to He Jun: "Quick!" ”

He Jun, who was almost about to collapse, let out a long breath and spewed out a thick white mist, he shook his head to shake off the snow on his body, bowed and dragged Niu Lei to climb under the plane, and worked hard with Captain Wang, and finally dragged Niu Lei to the plane.

Captain Wang returned to the cockpit with a careful explanation, and He Jun dragged his painful waist and just closed the hatch tightly, and the plane got up and flew again.

He Jun hurriedly checked Niu Lei's situation, but Niu Lei's broken nose no longer had a white mist representing life. He Jun didn't give up, trembling and put his fingers in front of Niu Lei's nose hole, his fingers couldn't feel the slightest airflow, and then touched Niu Lei's heart. Again, there was no sign of the slightest beating.

He Jun sat down dejectedly, facing Niu Lei's corpse, covering his face in despair.

Niu Lei's appearance. How heartbreaking would it be to bring it back to the community for his relatives to see? It's better to just throw him on the battlefield.

Niu Lei's relatives must be sad not to see the corpse, but it must be even more difficult to accept seeing the relatives who get along day and night become a broken corpse.

The helicopter flew at an ultra-low altitude, blowing away the snow all the way, and flew to Mao Xueming's head more than 20 seconds later, and Captain Wang turned around and wanted to call He Jun to open the hatch. But seeing He Jun sitting on the ground, he immediately realized what was happening.

Captain Wang didn't say anything. Leave the cockpit, open the hatch, and take the exhausted Heavy to the plane.

At this time, the regrouped devils had not yet been able to climb the hill, and they could not see where the plane was, so naturally they could not talk about harassment and attack.

Captain Wang's heart was slightly relieved. He Jun and Mao Xueming's condition is more critical, and the others are not in danger for the time being, and he has plenty of time to carry out rescue.

However, the sniper and his group are hiding in the woods behind the devils, and it is not easy to get them on the plane.

The helicopter took off again, Mao Xueming sat down, gasping heavily, until the plane lifted off, and then sat next to He Jun. He Jun patted him on the shoulder heavily.

Liu Shun was sacrificed, and as soon as he saw the clothes on this person, he knew that it was another militia of a group.

Niu Lei's face blew up. The clothes were also blown into tatters, and there were holes everywhere, and Mao Xueming and Niu Lei were not familiar with each other, so they couldn't recognize who this person was.

However, He Jun took so much effort to carry this person on the plane, and the two must have a good relationship.

While pulling up the height, Captain Wang called on the radio: "Group by group, report the location." ”

The squad leader immediately replied: "The devil is one and a half kilometers south. ”

"Is there any danger?" Captain Wang asked again.

"Not yet." Said the first squad leader.

"The sniper group reports the position. Disengaged? Repeat, disengagement or not! Captain Wang continued to shout.

"The sniper team reports. It's disengagement, but I don't know if I'll be able to get out. Le Xin gasped and said.

A squadron of devils chased him behind, and he could only lie on the ground and crawl on his hands and feet, and if he continued like this, he would be caught up by the devils sooner or later.

But he didn't dare to stand up, otherwise the devil would be able to beat him into a fishing net with a row of guns.

Captain Wang immediately determined the next rescue target, but the plane was almost shot down by the devil just now, so he didn't dare to take risks casually.

You have to get rid of the devil first, and then pick up the sniper on the plane!

Thinking of this, Captain Wang turned around and shouted, "Machine gunnerβ€”"

"Here!" Mao Xueming stood up with the bulge on the bulkhead, took off his ears and put them on his head.

Captain Wang welded his fingers to the machine gun mount on the hatch: "Will it work?" ”

"No problem!" Mao Xueming roared, ran to the stern of the cabin and brought the heavy machine gun to the side of the hatch, and carefully fixed it on the bracket.

Seeing this, He Jun immediately took the initiative to help bring two boxes of bullets.

As a machine gunner, although Mao Xueming does not dare to say that he knows all the models of machine guns in service, he has definitely fought all machine guns in service.

He, a genuine machine gunner, jammed the magazine with a movement that was more skilled than the first squad leader, and shouted, "Good! ”

"Bottom left skirmishers!" Captain Wang's goal instructions were simple and straightforward.

"Understood!" Mao Xueming tilted his head at He Jun, and He Jun endured the pain in his waist and pulled open the hatch.

Mao Xueming turned the machine gun horizontally, and the devil below the scope was covered and immediately shot.

The familiar cold wind poured into the cabin, the familiar smoke filled the cabin, and the familiar gunfire spread into the cabin.

Except for the person operating the machine gun at the hatch who was not a squad leader, everything was so familiar, which gave He Jun the illusion of time chaos.

The devils of the Kono Brigade suffered enough from the helicopter, and when they saw the plane reappearing, all the devils invariably shrank their necks.

The helicopter's firepower was not fierce, Mao Xueming shot one shot after another, and every time he hit, he would split the body of a devil on the spot.

A large-caliber bullet that fell from the sky hit the head of the devil soldier, and the devil's head exploded like a broken watermelon; Hit the shoulder, and half of the torso will disappear; If you wear it through your chest or waist again, you can instantly beat the living devil into pieces of broken skin and rotten flesh.

At first glance, those dead devils looked like they had exploded from the inside of their bodies, their internal organs and blood were splashed in large areas, and the smell of blood spread with the wind, which frightened the little devils into silence and rushed desperately into the woods in order to survive.

The effect of the 12.7 mm warhead hitting the human body is too brutal, too cruel and too bloody, and the devil soldiers can't help but be frightened.

It's no wonder that the devils are timid, the little devils are not equipped with large-caliber machine guns at all, although the devil soldiers are all well-trained, and they are all veterans who have seen blood on the battlefield, and there is no shortage of human lives under everyone's hands.

No matter how strong the devil soldier is, he is also a human being, and no matter how strong the quality of a single soldier is, he can't fly to the sky to fight a helicopter.

Kono knew that he couldn't sit still like this anymore, so he immediately ordered all the devils to fire into the air, even if the shooting was ineffective, the dense gunfire could more or less cheer up the panicked devil soldiers. (To be continued)