Chapter 302: Ace Air Battle!

"Joystick, rudder, left pedal, right pedal, cycle lever, well, it's simple, it's like playing a game!" Aaron thought about the flight simulation equipment he bought at home, he bought this to play games, but he was scolded by Harty for not doing his job, and kneeling for three days on the PS4 game console, but in the end Harty was relieved and agreed that Aaron spent thousands of dollars to buy this.

"Alright, let's try it now!" Aaron cautiously tried, with his left pedal and the plane turned to the left, and with his right pedal, the plane turned to the right.

The periodic rod pushes the plane forward, the right plane to the right, and the left plane to the left.

The joystick is pushed forward to go up and pulled down to go down.

Well, it seems very simple, so try to kill or dodge the helicopter that flew back in front of you, and finally land on the ground with the captive!

"Hasty, hasty, hasty!"

It's easy for you fucking hell!

The helicopter is just like Parkinson's constantly flying up and down, spinning, jumping, I close my eyes, the helicopter alarm is crazy alarm, because Aaron's ghost animal maneuver, the helicopter is crazy to lose energy, that is, this is a helicopter, if it is a fixed wing, this will have entered a stall state.

The mercenaries on the first Little Bird helicopter didn't see their companion look like Superman, but they noticed a large red mark on the front windshield of the helicopter, which was the pilot's blood spurt.

"Kill him!" The mercenary commander snatched his 49 light machine gun, opened the hatch and suddenly fired at Aaron.

It's just that the officer suddenly hit a bullet chain, and he didn't see where his bullet hit at all, he tore off the unfinished bullet chain, threw it out the window, and replaced a bullet chain with tracer bullets into the chamber.

In order to prevent the shells from flying into the aircraft engine, the commander also installed a bag collector outside the shell ejector.

"Aaron, don't fly the plane yet, they're flying towards you!" Price on the ground shouted anxiously.

"I saw it!" Aaron looked at the rapidly approaching barrage, and as soon as he pushed the joystick, the plane immediately began to fall, and then the mercenary sitting behind the plane suddenly woke up, and Aaron was about to draw his gun, but the latter immediately raised his hands.

"Brother, I surrender, surrender!" The mercenary took off his mask, threw all the weapons on his body out of the plane, and shouted as he grabbed the belt himself.

"Then you are obedient in the end, take care of him for me, if something goes wrong, I will set you and your family on fire!" Aaron glanced back, made sure that the other party was listening to him, and then stopped paying attention to the other party, but focused on the helicopter that was in hot pursuit.

The red tracer bullets are like dense raindrops from all positions of the helicopter, but fortunately it is Aaron's irregular maneuvering, plus the commander is not using a machine gun fixed on the plane, you must know that the firefight in the air battle is not as simple as land, and the bullet that is fired out is missed, then it will be thousands of miles away from flying to the target, and Aaron is unable to control the helicopter and can't spare time to fight back, so the two sides can only chase me like this.

"Aaron, you flew in the wrong direction, fly a little east, we brought a stinger, but the range is not enough!"

"I want to change directions, but I won't! What should I do if I can't control it? Aaron couldn't stand the beating, so he pulled out his pistol and stuck out the window and shot at the other party.

"You, if you don't want to die, just pick up the gun and kill the one in the back!" After firing a few shots without knowing where the bullets were going, Aaron turned his head to look at the Frenchman behind him, who was clearly a little North African.

"What, it can't be!" The Frenchman was just about to refuse, but suddenly the co-pilot was poured in a cold wind from the smashed glass, which made him change his mind immediately.

"I'll fight, don't throw me down!" The French shuddered, grabbed the HK416F rifle he was throwing at his feet, and started a random fight.

"Don't stop, if you dare to stop, I'll throw you down!" Aaron saw that the other party was shooting indiscriminately, but he didn't plan to care about it, anyway, he would hit it accurately.

"Head, I see François this bastard, he's mutinied and is firing at us!"

"Okay, I know that the French are unreliable, they became traitors in World War II, and now they dare to be, give me a fight to the death!" The commander of the mercenary was also furious, and finally he couldn't help but curse on the radio.

"You shit-eating bastard, François, I gave you money to go to the hospital when your mother was seriously ill! As a result, you have now rebelled, you white-eyed wolf who can't be raised! ”

Originally, the French were still paddling, but after being scolded on the radio, the French were angry and anxious.

"I can't beat him, what can I do, and you bastard, you still slept with my sister and my wife, don't think I don't know!"

"I gave money, it's not a prostitution!"

"Shame on you!"

"You bastard!"

The more the two scolded, the more angry they became, the Frenchman threw away the HK416 that had finished shooting, picked up his companion's HK51 and loaded it with an armor-piercing tracer drum, which was a shuttle bullet at the helicopter behind.

"Well done, brother, kill him, and you can go to his wife!" Aaron is still afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"That's right, this guy has an 18-year-old daughter! His wife is still a model! When the French heard this, they fought even harder.

And Aaron also took advantage of this kung fu to slowly master a little trick, and the helicopter slowly drove to a decent shape, and even made a few high-speed turns or something.

After the two helicopters flew up and down for a while, Aaron's helicopter was hit, the fuel tank was punched a few times, and the aviation kerosene poofed out, dragging a long black trail of oil in the air.

"Frenchman, if you can't hit again, I'll be fine if I jump, if you die, that guy can move to your house directly!"

"I understand, leave it to me!" The French was also ruthless, he sat directly at the hatch, hung a belt and shot at another plane, and Aaron also saw the opportunity, while the other party was making a climb, quickly climbed up from the opponent's flank, and seized a high position, the distance between the two sides was not even 30 meters, and then Aaron took out the grenade launcher with his backhand and aimed it at the bird helicopter just below him.

"That's called air combat, idiot!"

Because of the proximity, the fuse of the grenade was not activated, but it smashed headlong into the operating console of the plane, and the pilot drove out without pulling up the helicopter, and could only watch in despair as he continued to fall.