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After the explosion, the big truck full of supplies was gone, leaving only a fifteen or sixteen-meter pit on the ground, which was still billowing smoke, and all the cars that were close to each other were overturned, and the miserable ones were simply torn apart, and this bomb alone directly reimbursed nearly half of the vehicles in the camp, as for the casualties, the shock wave swept everywhere people turned on their backs, and even were lifted dozens of meters away. [Search for the latest update.]

The remaining militants are still resisting stubbornly, AK and M16 are like many ** fire shops, all kinds of guns are firing back, the special service team outside the camp does not seem to be in a hurry to attack, two squads use machine guns to spit out tongues of fire and sweep the entire camp, others are unhurried to suppress the fire, but the encirclement is extremely tight, and there seem to be snipers on the periphery from time to time with cold guns.

The high-speed maneuvering J-10 is like ravaging this group of poor militants, and from time to time the artillery sweeps the ground fire points.

A thick smoke erupted from the ground, covering up a little bit of gunfire, Lin Mo was alarmed, and at the same time, the defense radar of the J-10 also issued a rapid alarm, and a small point of light flew towards Lin Mo's J-10 rapidly, and the on-board combat computer immediately marked the type of weapon that was coming.

The Strela-2M portable anti-aircraft missile, also known as the SAM-7B type, has a speed of 500 meters

seconds, the firing range is 4200 meters, the combat altitude is 1500 meters, it is equipped with an infrared tracker, it has the function of identifying friend or foe, the work of Lao Maozi, God knows how many arms fell out when the Soviet Union collapsed.

Lin Mo didn't dare to hesitate, pulled the J-10 horsepower to the maximum, tore the sound barrier again and fled into the distance, the strong power of the vector engine quickly adjusted the flight direction of the fighter, there are a few famous sayings in this world Lin Mo remembers very well, like something careless Jingzhou, overturned in the gutter, ran fast without sores or something, if you are accidentally beaten down, it will be a failure, and you will have to be punished when you go back.

Lin Mo did not allow his new mount to make any mistakes, and accelerated his speed to make a roll and flip maneuver, how weird it was, it was not a good thing to be bitten by an anti-aircraft missile.

Fortunately, the technical level of the Arrow-2M has been unable to catch up with the J-10, which is known as the third-generation and a half-generation fighter, and more than ten seconds later, Lin Mo's J-10 Arrow-2M anti-aircraft missiles were thrown out of direction, and a blank firework was exploded in vain in the air.

Lin Mo was a little angry, the J-10 turned back again, relying on the speed advantage to shoot at the enemy camp, the 23 mm caliber cannon really had nothing to counter the ground target, and the fierce firepower was raging inside the enemy camp.

At this time, another extremely eye-catching green laser in the dark night shone towards the militant camp, pointing out the direction of attack for Lin Mo, locking, confirming, the only remaining laser-guided bomb was thrown out, as a multi-purpose fighter, throwing bombing is a compulsory course, who said that J-10 can't be used as a bomber, the fireball concocted by the same method rises in the camp with a huge explosion.

This time, the whole world was really quiet, except for the huge roar of the J-10 looking for an attackable target at an ultra-low altitude, there was not even a trace of gunfire.

At this time, the special service soldiers dressed in black combat uniforms outside the camp of the militants moved cautiously and cautiously covered each other to enter the camp, and from time to time refilled the heads of these armed elements.

Mukha McGee, who had escaped in the dark, escaped the encirclement of the ground troops outside the camp by pretending to be dead, and fled the battlefield with great difficulty, wiping a handful of blood from his men, gasping for breath, but still clinging to his tin box, glancing at the fighter with a blue-red tail flame in the sky, he cursed, and limped towards the desert without people.

He vows revenge, finds those "agents", extorts a penny, and looks for an opportunity to make a comeback again.

Lin Mo was hovering and guarding at an altitude of 10,000 meters above the camp, and suddenly heard a voice from the earphones: "Call the gold coin, the mission is complete, allow to return!"

"Gold received!" Lin Mo pushed the joystick to adjust the attitude and lowered it to a height of 100 meters, circled around the camp, shook the wings, and seemed to be waving goodbye, and the special service soldiers on the ground also saw the J-10 action of providing them with strong fire support, and waved towards the J-10.

If it weren't for the J-10's ferocious fire attack and diversion maneuver, I am afraid that there would inevitably be casualties in this operation, and judging from the results on the battlefield, the impact point of the aircraft gun can actually hit the sniper's head, which is simply unheard of.

What is this sacred? The combatants of the ground assault force were filled with curiosity after clearing the scene.

A few days after returning to the base, Lin Mo watched on television the joint military exercises of the Northwest China Military Region and the Kazakh military in northwest China.

"Another drill!?" Lin Mo felt that his task that day was covered up by the so-called exercise on TV, and that time and place were definitely not coincidences, so it was inferred that any exercises that had appeared before were probably simply military operations under the guise of exercises, and the aftermath was seamless.

Limited to Lin Mo's level of secrecy, he couldn't get some information that satisfied him, but Lin Mo still found some clues in a corner of the Internet.

Not long ago, a star-rated hotel in Xinjiang was tragically stormed by unknown militants, and machine guns were fired room by room, creating a tragedy in which dozens of people were killed and hundreds were injured.

Tuk tuk!~

"Brother Ringo! Ringo!" Lin Mo was concentrating on holding an aircraft mechanical manual when there was a knock on the door.

Lin Mo put down the book, stood up, and opened the door of the single dormitory in three and two steps, and there was a dark-skinned, light-brained thin soldier standing outside the door, and the epaulettes on the training uniform were identified as a squad leader.

"Hao Dali! It's you! What's up? Come in first!" Lin Mo opened the door and pulled the thin soldier who was a head shorter than Lin Mo into the house, this Hao Dali from rural Henan and Lin Mo can also be considered to be more talkative, they are veterans who have worked hard in the base and have worked hard.

At the end of last year, he was just turned into a regular volunteer soldier and became a full-fledged professional soldier, his salary was raised again, and he sent more filial piety money to his family.

"Brother Ringo! You're still doing research!" Seeing that the two-meter-long extra-large square table in Lin Mo's room was full of all kinds of things, Hao Dali's eyes widened, the specially customized square table had four legs on a tabletop, no drawers, a rubber table mat spread all over the desktop, a military laptop and a few books piled together, and a lot of strange things.

It is impossible for a pilot to fly in the sky every day, in order to ensure a good physical and mental state, his spare time is relatively free, and Lin Mo's special hobby is not a secret in the base.

"Hmmm! Idle is also idle, pass the time to play!" Lin Mo glanced back at the desktop, and suddenly his thinking dropped, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Uh! That's nonsense!"

A gold coin in the shape of a miniature dragon was still openly studying the electronic components on the table, unaware of the stranger.

Now Lin Mo has one more task in addition to picking up some metal pieces for gold coins as snacks from time to time, finding some junk electronic components that no one wants for it to study, and gold coins are also very interested, and he dismantles all kinds of electronic components every day with great interest, and also makes a lot of boxes to hold electronic components such as resistors, capacitors and integrated circuits that are removed by it.

The gold coin, which remained more than a foot tall in the shape of a miniature metal dragon, was completely immersed in the study of the electronic components on the claws, not realizing that there was an extra stranger in the room.

When Lin Mozheng secretly screamed in his heart that he was going to be bad, he hurriedly turned around to block the gold coin, and quietly pinched the tail of the gold coin, but no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't keep up with Hao Dali's video, this volunteer from the old area of Shanxi also saw the golden dragon, and grinned in surprise: "Hey, Brother Lin, what is this?" What a delicate craft!"

A shining silver all-metal style dragon suddenly attracted Hao Dali's attention like a magnet.

As for Lin Mo, his reckless act of pinching his tail was unceremoniously flicked by the gold coin, and a red mark immediately swollen on his hand, Lin Mo couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and secretly scolded this heartless guy for biting Lu Dongbin.

"Huh! Toys, electronic toys!" Lin Mo's face was a little stiff, and he simply retreated, and generously let go of the way for Hao Dali to see enough.

What Lin Mo didn't expect was that the gold coin, known as the natural weapon master, actually had an extremely amazing talent in electronics in this world, and he was able to learn to make simple circuits by himself in less than a week, and coupled with his innate sensitivity to metal, the conduction current was also correspondingly more sensitive, and he was addicted to research all day long, almost forgetting that he was a member of the so-called "Killing Dragon".

"Oh!" Hao Dali also saw a novelty, maybe it was the black effect under the lamp, he didn't expect that the thing in front of him like a Western mythological dragon was a real living thing, and he thought it was really a toy with a battery that could move.

There are indeed a lot of such toys in this world, Hao Dali was not more surprised, after looking up and down a few times at the gold coins, he remembered that he was looking for Lin Mo and had something to do, and hurriedly said: "Base order, let you go to Commander Ma's office at seven o'clock after dinner, there are new instructions." ”

This is an order, different from ordinary rumors, a military order cannot be rejected by Lin Mo.

Usually Shenlong sees the head but does not see the end, and Commander Ma, the supreme leader of the base with a strict level difference, wants to find him, Lin Mo's eyes rolled slightly, and said, "Okay, I know, I will go on time." Then he lowered his voice and asked, "Dali, take a breath, a good thing or a bad thing?!" A few days after he was released from the confinement room, Lin Mo was a little scared, who likes to be locked up in a small black room if he has nothing to do.

Lin Mo is just an ordinary fighter pilot, he was called by the leader, could it be that he made a big mistake again?

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