The on-board threat warning system has long been scanning for threatening weapons within a kilometer radius, and warning sounds echo in the cockpit.

"Take off, my little wolf!"

Bai Lang pulled the lever back violently, and the "Flying Wolf" was firmly off the ground, and the two small jet engines provided far more power than the propeller engines.

Almost a few meters above the ground, the ailerons on the two rotors of the "Flying Wolf" began to turn at a large angle, and the body began to change its normal horizontal attitude.

"Damn it!"

"Ghost Bird" angrily smashed the RPG launcher in his hand on the top of the car, and sat down on the top of the overturned hull behind him, slumping on the roof of the car. Chapter 540 - You have to fight! That's the battle!

There was a shrill siren from behind, and the engine roar of a large-displacement jeep.

Lockheed. Furious with the fury of the armed security guards of the Martin Company, they filled almost the entire lane with a huge convoy, and occasionally passing vehicles were forced to the sides of the road.

"Damn, 'Ghost Bird'! We can't escape!"

The driver of the van had clearly heard the sound of the helicopter blades with a pronounced Doppler effect in addition to the distant sound of jet engines.

Two heavily armed "Apache" helicopters flew over the aquatic transport truck.

There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

"'White wolf', you bastard!"

The "Yellow Sparrow", which was turned upside down during takeoff, was pulled from the wound. Cold sweat broke out in pain.

With several coordinates and flight parameters set quickly, the "Flying Wolf" with the autopilot mode turned on flew north at a speed of 350 kilometers per hour.

Although the signals of the two "Apache" helicopter gunships appeared on the radar screen, with the maximum speed of 307 kilometers per hour of the "Apache", the "Flying Wolf" wanted to catch up with the fixed-wing state and the maximum speed of 470 kilometers per hour. It's not an easy task.

Not to mention "Ah 540 - You have to fight!" That's the battle! "Patch" is an anti-tank helicopter gunship with the advantage of ground attack. And not air-to-air combat.

In a heads-up situation, "Apache" is no match for "Flying Wolf" at all, and "Flying Wolf" is a state of free switching between rotor and fixed-wing. It is enough to play "Apache" to death.

"Look. Our big hero, always heard that the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, known for its high task completion rate in the system, and the 'yellow sparrow', who is known as invincible in IQ and has no last resort, will also end up like this, tsk! Hero's End, I thought you were Superman in your underwear. ”

Bai Lang pulled off his seat belt and stood up from his seat. But there is a small first aid kit in hand.

"You bastard, aren't you afraid of the plane falling?"

"Yellow Sparrow" gasped, clutched the wound tightly, and pressed several nearby arteries to prevent more blood from flowing out.

"Falling, how is it possible, although my 'flying wolf' can't do unmanned combat, but autopilot is still no problem, now sail to Death Valley, come on. Let me help you see, your little appearance is really cute, let my brother love you well. ”

Bai Lang, who was extremely poisonous, made unscrupulous jokes about his comrades-in-arms, he squatted next to Huang Que and began to open the first aid kit, picking through the medicines and gauze inside.

Death Valley is located in the southeastern part of the United States state of California, bordering Nevada.

"You guy who is engaged in the machine, I'm not Brokeback Mountain, my God, you're crazy, aren't you afraid that the fighters from Edwards Air Force Base will come to you in trouble? There are SR-71 'Blackbirds' there, and experimental machines of the X series, sizzle! Pain! You tap ...... Huang Que "gasped for air, Bai Lang this guy took the disinfectant debridement spray and sprayed it on his wound as if nothing happened, he was so angry by this guy's heartlessness that he snorted.

"Good! Uncle buys you candy to eat and takes you to see goldfish. ”

Bai Lang smiled and looked at the mouse, like a strange uncle who seduced little Lori, and opened the injured position of the "Yellow Sparrow" without stopping, the two deep gun holes were constantly oozing blood, and the injured location was a large bruise and red swelling, which was obviously not light.

Bai Lang's rude actions made "Yellow Sparrow" roll his eyes constantly, but it was hard to say anything, lest this madman make fun of himself, the only thing that was slightly reassuring was that this guy's movements were quite skilled.

"You guys are stupid, what's at Edwards Air Force Base? Did they send the Space Shuttle after me, or did the Blackbird go after me? Bai Lang used a very thin and sharp scalpel to slightly cut a little muscle on the side of the bullet hole, drew a beautiful little cross, and then said as he used sharp-nosed tweezers to stick into the wound, "Bear with it!"

"I/Day!" The "Yellow Bird" was so painful that he almost crushed his teeth, and then he thought that no matter how fast the "Black Bird" flew, it would still be able to carry weapons.

Suddenly, Bai Lang knocked his head hard, and said in extreme annoyance: "Damn, I forgot to give you anesthetic." As soon as the sharp-nosed tweezers were released, a warhead fell out and landed on the engine deck with a crisp sound.

"Yellow Sparrow" fainted at that time, and partnering with such a teammate was simply eight lifetimes of blood mold.

"Haha! Dizzy, that's fine! Save on the anesthetic!" Bai Lang laughed a few times at the mistake he had made, and did the same for the rest of the wounds, while scribbling a powerful healing agent and wound patch with rapid penetration.

Suddenly an alarm sounded in the cabin.

Bai Lang, who had just finished bandaging, was stunned, and quickly pounced on the driver's seat, looking at the radar, and there were a few more light spots on the screen...... Cheyenne "helicopter gunships, still six, are approaching at a breakneck pace.

Lockheed. Martin's own helicopter and rotor dual-mode composite helicopter is a very difficult role, which can freely switch between helicopter shape and rotorcraft form.

The biggest feature of the "Cheyenne" is that it makes up for the shortcomings of the helicopter's air combat capability. It has excellent air supremacy, with a 30mm cannon in the rotating turret under the belly, and a 40mm automatic grenade launcher or 6-barreled 7.62mm Gatling gun in the lower rotating turret under the nose.

The biggest headache for Bai Lang is that the maximum speed of the "Cheyenne" can reach 407 kilometers per hour, which is comparable to a propeller fighter, and it is simply a monster in a helicopter gunship.

But the speed shown from the radar display. These six "Cheyenne" have a speed of at least 500 kilometers per hour, which is not a second-generation modified aircraft with conventional internal power. Rather, it was the first prototype with a cruise jet engine, like the "Flying Wolf".

Lockheed's "Skunk" factory is equipped with such equipment, and it seems that it is also said that (the fastest update) can be passed, and it is known that it is impossible to succeed so smoothly.

I want to run away. It's almost impossible.

"You're going to fight. That's the battle!"

Bai Lang gritted his teeth, and regardless of whether the "Yellow Sparrow" who had wrapped the wound heard his words, he shouted: "'Yellow Sparrow', pull it steady, it's going to war!"

The lights of the fire control system on the dashboard are fully lit in an instant-

"Do you kid want to die?"

Just finished dinner, Professor Yan, who was about to walk the streets of Las Vegas, suddenly heard Lin Mo shouting behind him.

Professor Yan was taken aback, and in a moment, his closed disciple grabbed the neck of a hotel waiter, and actually lifted the other party's feet in the air. He hurriedly said, "Lin Mo! What's the matter, don't let go of people yet!"

The hotel lobby erupted in exclamations and even more panicked screams, and some of the guests were intimidated by Lin Mo's brutal power, was this a movie or a real scene?

"Let go? Hmph!"

Lin Mo didn't answer Professor Yan's words, but held something the size of a soybean in his left hand and shook it in front of the waiter's eyes, and said fiercely, "Don't you understand? "It's his trophy from a few seconds ago.

"Ahh I don't know, I don't know anything!"

The waiter was obviously frightened by the fierce light flashing in Lin Mo's eyes, and his neck tightened for a while, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him kick weakly. But that didn't help.

He seemed to be as weak as a chicken, and he had no ability to break free from the other party's strength.

The waiter didn't doubt that the guy in front of him would not hesitate to break his neck, yes, this guy looked at him like he was looking at a dead man, this guy didn't care about human life at all.

Going to die, going to die!

The waiter felt a pang of despair in his heart, and gradually rolled his eyes.

"You! Put him down! Stop!"

The security guard at the hotel was wide-eyed, obviously frightened, but still loyal to his duty shouting and rushing over, his hand reaching for his waist.

No, there are no guns there, only pepper spray cans.

"Ahh What is that? ”

Seeing the little thing twisted in Lin Mo's other hand, Professor Yan felt that something was extraordinary, his precious apprentice would not be so easy to reveal his fierce appearance and use such a terrible means to restrain the other party.

"This guy is a spy, and he's going to put this thing on you."

Although Lin Mo didn't know what this little thing he was holding on his finger was for, eavesdropping, positioning, exploding, or electromagnetic guided weapon guidance, in short, it was not a good thing.

"You let him go first, he's dying."

"Teacher, he is a spy, and spies have no human rights!"

"Put it down first, listen to the teacher, and execute it immediately."

"Okay!"

Lin Mo threw it casually, and the waiter's body seemed to fly out as easily as a cotton pillow, smashing into the lounge area of the lobby, and the rattan tables and chairs flew wildly.

"You...... Professor Yan sighed and shook his head, this closed disciple obviously had a lot of things he didn't understand.

Lin Mo shrugged, dealing with the enemy, he had never been polite.

The hotel security guard who rushed over was so frightened that he stopped his feet sharply, looked at the waiter who collapsed on the ground, and at Lin Mo on the other hand, as if he looked at him with the eyes of a monster, and subconsciously took a few steps back, keeping a distance from this terrible creature.

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