Chapter 25: PUBG

Boom Boom Boom ~, Boom Boom Boom ~

The airships over the town dropped bombs one after another, and a huge amount of incendiary bombs set fire to half of the town's houses and farmland, making him feel that the temperature in the town had risen by at least ten degrees.

Ronaldo has no way to take this thing, except to run, he still runs, he can only try his best to run out of the shadow of this thing, but the six planes attached to this airship are flying around the town like this, and almost all the dead corners of the town are sealed between the cooperation with the airship, and often the front foot just runs out of the shadow of the airship, and the back foot hears the roar of the plane buzzing not far from him.

He didn't know if the pilot on the plane saw him, he didn't know how many bombs were hanging on the plane, and he didn't know if the bombs would fall on his head in the next second, so he could only continue running.

For half a day, he had been running almost non-stop, and he had been running against the wall, and just like that, he was spotted once by the low-flying plane, and the pilot screamed and used the machine gun on the plane to rush him, forcing him to turn on the cat's agility and accelerate wildly, and it took a lot of effort to shake it off.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

This is the third time he's turned on Cat Agility today, and with the long run, even if he's really Superman, it's a little unbearable to make it.

When I breathed, I could already faintly hear the murmur of my lungs, and my calves were already slightly sore, but the whining of flying in the sky, the humming of airships, and the loud noise accompanied by the drumbeat of bomb explosions were like the soundtrack of an eerie puppet show.

Breaking through was far more difficult than he imagined, the entire periphery of the town was already a sea of fire, as if a huge wall of fire had locked him in this flame cage, these fires burned with incendiary bombs were all with asphalt, no professional clothing, and it was completely looking for death to drill into that wall of fire.

It's not that there is no gap that can be drilled out, but what awaits him outside the gap is the well-formed American troops and the light and heavy machine guns lined up, which can give him a metal storm at any time, and it is completely impossible to break out.

Myself...... Are you going to die here?

At the moment, it seems that all I can do is to find a way to find a well or something to jump in and wait, and when the airship and the plane have finished dropping the bombs and throwing them away, and the fire outside has been extinguished, I will find a way to get out again.

But he himself knows this way, and his survival rate is probably in the single digits.

I might really be going to die this time.

Thinking of this, Ronaldo couldn't help but shrink into the corner, lighting himself what may be the last cigar in his life, and a lot of things came to mind at once.

He himself is not too afraid of death, tonight's battle, he is indeed happy, and the passion in his chest is indeed burning in place.

In order to kill him, he specially sent an army of more than 10,000 people and an airship and six planes, which can be regarded as a heroic death.

It's worth it.

If he was a mercenary in his previous life, if he could die in such a heroic way, maybe he would still be quite happy, and he would not dare to say that he would be famous in history, and he could also be a hardcore ruthless person.

But in this life.

When he was dying, he thought of his sister Elsa, and of Sandinistas, and of the faces of the Sovereign Defenders, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Somewhat...... I regret it.

He is the main leader of the National Sovereignty Defense Army.

If there is no oneself, Sandinista himself and the country of Nicaragua, nine times out of ten, will still have to follow the old path of the original history, the people of this country are obviously diligent, brave, staged so many military miracles, obviously occupy the golden waterways of North and South America, and even the rich gold in the country is money, but it is destined to become a dung pit country, hovering above and below the poverty line all year round.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slap himself in the mouth.

What a good wave!

It's cool to kill and injure those 180 U.S. troops, but what's the use of this for the national war situation?

Glancing at about five hundred meters away, there was indeed a well, and all Ronaldo could do now was to say his last prayer before jumping into the well:

"God, and Aisha, the people of Nicaragua and all of Central America and Latin America, bless me, if I don't die this time, I swear that I will never do such a risky thing again in the future, my life does not belong to me, I have already learned that I am wrong."

Then he took a deep breath and was about to jump, when he listened to the back of him, woo woo woo ~ The sound of planes flying by.

Frightened, he quickly shrank up and hid in the shadows.

The premise of that life is that at least you can't be seen when you jump.

Then I heard the pilot's annoying profanity: "Come out!" You hybrid-blood, uncivilized barbarian, rat in the gutter, ******"

Foul language, scolding is not unpleasant.

These planes are all World War I planes, they are all double-winged, the pilot's head is exposed to the air, some places in modern society will use this kind of aircraft to sprinkle pesticides, it is estimated that the driving experience is similar to that of driving a sports car, this plane flies low enough, plus this cargo scolds loudly enough, Ronaldo's ears are good, but he can also hear.

This pilot ...... Is it too drunk or too big, or is it born with a violent temper?

Temper tantrums?

Ronaldo suddenly had a bit of a bold idea.

He took a deep breath, kicked his feet up to the roof, and shouted in English, "Hey! Grandson! ”

Then he suddenly fired at the plane with a machine gun.

Of course, it would only be hellish if it could knock the plane down.

Machine guns and airplanes basically only happen in film and television dramas, although there are occasional blind cats on the real battlefield who encounter dead mice, but it is indeed too unreliable, at least Ronaldo is not so awesome marksmanship.

The main purpose of this shot was to provoke the pilot.

It's dangerous, even more dangerous than jumping into a well, but when life and death are at stake, Ronaldo still believes in himself more.

"Grandson! If you have the ability, don't run! ”

Then he saw the plane in the sky, turned a corner, and flew straight towards him, and the machine gun in the bow suddenly drew a bursting line of death at him.

Seeing this, Ronaldo took a deep breath and jumped towards the roof of the next street, and then Saya continued to shoot him with a machine gun while running all the way on the roof, and his mouth was also swearing.

In the process, his wound had already been re-torn and bleeding, and he couldn't care about it at this time.