Section 669 - Killing Arena

"It's commonly known as picking up rags! Hehe" "Yuri" laughed dryly, and then explained to Lin Mo: "Actually, it's to grab the battle wreckage that you shot down!"

If it weren't for the face of this neighbor, he also wanted his subordinates to grab those fragments, don't look at the burned and tattered appearance, the alloy formula inside, and some still intact electronic equipment, in front of professionals, even if it is impossible to reverse some key technologies, even if the core technology in it cannot be restored, it can also judge the performance and special secret skills of the fighter, and formulate corresponding countermeasures for the country.

Laymen look at the excitement, insiders look at the doorway, as long as these fragments fall into the hands of the big names in the industry, they will immediately peek into the doorway behind them.

"I see!"

Lin Mo nodded, but he still didn't think so, for him, there was no need to search for those rags so hard, as long as he slapped the gold coin on any fighter jet, he could solve most of the secrets in the blink of an eye.

The domestic J-27, Su-27, Su-47, F-22, plus the recently harvested MiG-35, these fighters have all been touched by the golden dragon, providing Lin Mo with a very large technical arsenal, which is also the basis for his "demon" fighter to be perfected and come out so quickly.

Backbite!~

The inside of the collar of the "Dragon General" tactical armor sounded a communication link application.

"Connected!" Lin Mo used his voice to approve the call request, which was a backup system, and he also had a microcommunication system on his wrist, so he didn't need to put on a helmet again to complete the call.

"'Number 13'. I'm 'Yaksha', you should have returned. ”

The sound of the "Yaksha" came from the communication channel, and it seemed to be mixed with gunshots, explosions, helicopter propellers, and all kinds of shouts, and I didn't know who the "Demon Hunter" team was fighting with in a hurry.

"Yaksha" himself had a very calm voice, not caring at all about being in the middle of a battle.

"I've arrived, are you going to pick up the rags?"

Lin Mo made sure that "Yaksha" was taking people with him, as "Yuri" said, and was snatching the rags.

"Tattered? Belch. Well, it's really rags for you, just come back. I'll confirm, don't worry, we'll be back in a moment. Boom!~ Uh-huh! I'm a bit of a mess here at this point, and we'll talk about it when we get back. ”

Although he personally led the team to set off, "Yaksha" was dutifully concerned about Lin Mo's safety.

There was also an extremely close explosion in the communication channel, perhaps it was busy, and the "Yaksha" confirmed that Lin Mo had returned safely, and hung up the communication in a hurry.

"It looks like he's really grabbing the wreckage of the plane with someone else!"

"Yuri" could not understand Chinese, but he could understand some strange noises coming from Lin Mo, and those explosions and gunshots were clearly audible.

"That's right!"

Lin Mo nodded, this matter is not in his hands, anyway, no matter how much he robs, it will not fall into his hands. He only has to kill and bury it, and other interests that are not related to him will naturally be handled by the "Yaksha".

"You go to the mission center first to learn the detailed rules of the intermediate group, and I'll introduce you to a few good friends later, I think you will be happy to meet them, and soon we will be able to fight together!"

"Yuri" gave Lin Mo a thumbs up. He was very much looking forward to Lin Mo actually joining.

The battle mode of the beginner group is basically a heads-up duel, while the intermediate team adds group combat.

Every month, the pilots of the mid-tier group will draw lots with the pilots of the high-level group and the special group to participate in a team battle of death, which is even more exciting in this high-level air battle.

The reason why "Yuri" made good gestures to Lin Mo from the beginning and put forward the challenge of no live ammunition was also because he had the intention of comparing the other party and evaluating whether the "No. 13" pilot had the strength to cooperate with him in the formation battle.

The results of the examination were unexpected. "Yuri" was powerless to fight back, which made him overjoyed, and he had a more honest relationship with Linmera.

When Lin Mo had a dispute with others, "Yuri" did not hesitate to stand on Lin Mo's side.

A pilot with good relations and excellent combat effectiveness means that he will become his best comrade in the future, and he can quickly cultivate tacit understanding and combat effectiveness.

Having the friendship of an ace pilot is even more important than winning three in a row.

On the battlefield, an ace-level comrade-in-arms not only means victory, but also means one more life, and everything is over, although every pilot who participates in the battle has some kind of consciousness, but it is always good to be able to breathe freely under the sky.

If Lin Mo failed to be promoted to the intermediate group and fell in the beginner group, then there would naturally be no such story in the future, and if you want to become a companion of "Yuri", luck alone is not enough-

In the desert of southern Syria, war rages.

"Can't these little devils live in peace? Isn't it good to honestly admit defeat? I have to come to die, it's a waste of these organs, and I can sell them for a lot of money. ”

"Yaksha" complained in a creepy tone, holding an automatic rifle in one hand and firing constantly, suppressing his opponent, occasionally pulling out his tactical pistol and aiming it at the nearest opponent, in his eyes, the enemy was no longer human, and should be sent to the dissecting room to have their organs removed and used to save those who were more in need, instead of being worthless and rotting into a pile of rotten flesh and bones here.

With the gunfire of the "Yaksha", the enemy continued to roll down the sand dunes, and there was no sound.

With a wealth of combat experience, the "Yaksha" walked leisurely through the intertwined barrage, and each shot inevitably hit a target.

He wasn't in a hurry to pick up the pieces, but he was going to get rid of them first.

For those who flock to the house, the Yaksha has only one way of hospitality, which is to send them to hell, and while firing, they are also encouraged to reload their fighters by radio.

In the eyes of the "Yaksha", the wreckage of the fighter jet scattered over a large area is full of red fluttering yuan, whoever robs him is his mortal enemy, if he can't kill these guys today, his code name will simply be changed to "dung fork".

A helicopter gunship spotted such a fierce warrior in the air battle, and immediately concentrated its firepower, and the sand pillars that rose up one after another made "Yaksha" have to roll down the dunes to dodge, he spat out a mouthful of dry, dry and numb sand, and shouted: "Shura! Knock out that fly from the sky for me, 'white wolf' are you asleep? Hurry up!"

Before the "Yaksha" could finish speaking, a very faint white smoke shot straight into the sky from the ground, and a small laser-guided rocket hit the helicopter that fired at the "Yaksha" from the side, and a large fireball exploded in the sky, comparable to the big scene in the air battle, and huge metal fragments fell to the ground.

In the eyes of "Yaksha", these guys who came over like smelling honey were all scum with only 5 combat power, and he had to hurry back to cook for Lin Mo.

Otherwise, the pilot will definitely eat indiscriminately again, can something like a high-nutrition energy bar be able to top the meal? The pilot's body is a precious asset of the country, and it is absolutely not allowed to be wasted casually, and it is necessary to have balanced nutrition.

For Lin Mo, who remained at the Damascus airbase, "Yaksha" was not at ease.

"'Nakshatra', you Grande, do you think I'm playing a game? Lao Tzu is also working hard!"

Bai Lang roared back unceremoniously in the wireless, and he drove the flying wolf rotorcraft through the rain of bullets, and the alarm sounded in his ears as he was locked by weapons on the ground or in the air.

There was a violent shaking in the cockpit, and the body tried its best to dodge a straight red high-energy beam from the ground, damn, even the miniature laser cannon was on the battlefield, and the Japanese hole cards were exhausted, and Bai Lang immediately responded with a 12.7 mm caliber high-explosive bullet.

The on-board threat warning system performs an almost 360-degree full power scan, locating any powerful weapon, especially when aiming at a flying wolf, it will warn the pilot.

The flying wolf is like a slippery loach constantly shuttling in the rain of bullets, passing through the bush of thousands of bullets, and not a single bullet will touch its body.

This skill can almost compete with Lin Mo's.

Such a fierce battle made Bai Lang pass the sex, this is the life that a man should live.

The flying wolf threw a series of infrared thermal flares to detonate a sneak attack air-to-air missile, and then he used rockets to volley the helicopter gunship of another force other than Japan into a ball of fire.

The Japanese, who also knew exactly where they fell, were not as good as they had been at the beginning, and they never expected to encounter such a fierce opponent, facing a special unit like the "Demon Hunter" team, and only the share of slaughter remained.

Four helicopters carrying nearly 40 armed men were killed on the spot by three "Demon Hunter" fighters led by the "Yaksha".

The high-powered weapons specially customized by the Chinese side for special forces are creating very terrible lethality, even with body armor to no avail, and the battlefield is full of corpses torn into inhuman shapes, and blood is soaked in patches of thirsty sand.

The four helicopters belonging to Japan's Mitsubishi Heavy Industries are not as good as the more agile Chinese Flying Wolf rotorcraft.

After the battle began, they were knocked out in half, which increased the pressure on the remaining Japanese.

At the crash point of the wreckage of the "Xinshen" fighter, at this time, no less than four forces were exchanging fire with each other, how can this scene be described in a garbled word, it has almost become a human slaughterhouse.

ps: Five-star rating. (To be continued)