Saying that the dazzling red lights flashing in the cabin, all the tail rotors on the board were led by their brothers, and the hearts of the Delta State Special Forces members of the Lamb Eagle helicopter suddenly sank: It should be bad!

Everyone knows that as long as this red light in the cabin is on, it means that things have reached a point where they can't get any worse, and maybe the next cut is when they have to go to see God.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The captain's face on the plane changed wildly, "Parachuting!" Hurry up and skydive! ”

Before they could open the helicopter hatch, they vaguely heard the pilot shouting in a panic, "Oops, missile!" Immediately followed by a sudden "boom" loud bang, the whole plane turned into a brilliant fireball that exploded in the air, scattered and splashed, fell to the ground with a bang, and fell to a small forest not far from Greenspan's small estate, and the Avenger air defense missile system was powerful at this moment, and fiercely knocked the "Black Eagle" from the sky, and did not even prepare for these guys to parachute.

With an exclamation in the communication channel, the entire fleet formation seemed to be a honeycomb that had been thrown a stone, and suddenly scattered like bees that had exploded the nest: although they had thought of all kinds of possibilities before coming, these guys didn't expect that this group of damn bastards actually had missiles! This is very different from the information I received before, where did they get the missiles?

Where the hell did these guys' anti-aircraft missiles come from? Although the faces of the special forces on the surviving helicopters were covered by camouflage camouflage, they couldn't see much change, but just looking at the eyes of these guys, none of them were so good-looking: it may be difficult to hit a high-speed fighter with short-range anti-aircraft missiles, but if it is a helicopter that is slow and seems to be climbing like a turtle, it is simply a dozen and one accurate!

Everyone comes by helicopter, which means that the danger is the same for everyone. All those who are still alive have unconsciously raised the severity of the situation they will face tonight by several levels: I hope that they will be able to return alive after this operation.

After receiving the news that the terrorists in front of them had actually deployed missiles, the pilots of the Apache helicopter gunships that followed were silent, and there was no longer the idea of flying forward in a hurry: although the Apache helicopter gunship can be called solidly armored, but against the anti-aircraft missiles, there is still little hope, after all, the Apache helicopter is not designed to dodge anti-aircraft missiles, one may be okay, but damn it, who knows how many missiles they have in their bastards?

No one wants to die for no reason, all the helicopters invariably stopped at the edge of the missile's range, and asked the command center behind for instructions on the next move: no one wants to do it anyway, no one wants to do it for such a plain and unprovoked death, and their own lives are always worth more than other people's lives, even if the president who compares them with them, the result is the same.

"It's okay, it's very easy to use." Looking at the fireball falling from the air, Reeves nodded, and supported his chin with his left hand in satisfaction, "Although it is very simple, it is still quite good to use it to fight these slow and dying guys." As he spoke, he turned his head and asked his companion next to him, "Isn't this firework beautiful?" ”

The guy next to him was speechless and gave Reeves a roll of his eyes: This bastard!

"Am I going to be bad?" Zhang Lan looked at Xiao Chenxi with a guilty face, "So many lives, click, it's gone." "Seeing the battle death data that Alice gives herself on weekdays is different from the battle that happened in front of me with my own eyes, this is not a movie after all. Human life is quite worthless at this moment, and it will be gone in a hula.

Although I didn't feel as guilty as I appeared, when it all happened right in front of my eyes. To say that there is nothing in mind is false.

"Cut! Xiao Chenxi glanced at Zhang Lan angrily, "Pretend!" Keep loading! Count how many people have died indirectly at your hands since you started tossing and turning in Africa? What are these people? ”

Yes, how many people have died indirectly at their own hands? Zhang Lan was a little depressed, of course, not for the nets and the few guys who died in their hands, as soldiers, they must have the consciousness of dying at any time, no matter how wretched this way of dying in battle is to them: although there are no statistics, but after so many years, they have "stained their hands with blood"

That doesn't seem like enough to describe yourself, right?

"Okay, don't think about it so much" Regardless of what Zhang Lan was thinking about there, survival and destruction, something that human beings have studied for thousands of years and have not yet understood, Xiao Chenxi patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder, "The matter is not finished yet, if you really feel guilty, build a few more hope primary schools, you are just an ordinary person with a little ability, and you are not the madman Nietzsche who thinks he is the sun, you don't need to think about so many such profound questions."

That's a good idea! Zhang Lan nodded, not thinking that he could be compared to Nietzsche's guy, and refocused his attention to the screen in front of him: It's time for things to come now. You can't do anything that falls short. You must learn to be good first, and you will come to the black pot.

The presence of anti-aircraft missiles is a huge threat to the special forces and gunship combat squadrons that rushed in, and they did not expect to encounter such a thing at this time. Again, the situation is not very rosy for Leeves and the others, although it now seems that their side has taken advantage of a lot of them, and they still have four Avenger anti-aircraft missile systems and four "Phalanx" close-in defense artillery systems.

"The roads around you have been closed," Alice relayed the latest news to Reeves, who was still ahead, "but they can't close the sewers, so let's evacuate while they don't have any latest countermeasures." In addition, you can come to the weapon according to the situation, and if it is inconvenient to take it away, you will destroy it directly. ”

"Okay, now withdraw Reeves to send a message to Alice, "The weapon system is handed over to the county lord, you will control it, and teach these guys well" There is no problem Alice nodded.

Half an hour later, when all the special forces had finished speaking and rushed to Greenspan's small manor by ground march, they were shocked to find that in addition to the dead bodies in the entire small manor, there was only an old man with broken limbs and chin and four bodyguards with broken limbs left in the living room, and all the terrorists who came to attack here were all gone. ,

After a while, a few smashed pistols, sniper rifles and submachine guns were found in the yard, and it was very inconvenient to walk with these things.

What about people? All the people looked at the scene in front of them as if they had suffered a supernatural event, and looked at each other:

All the roads were closed, where did they retreat from? And this old man, well, looks more familiar, I think I have often seen it on TV, and I guess he is also a very famous celebrity.

"How is it "A voice came from the headset of the commander of the Triangle Abyss Special Forces.

"There are only five survivors," the commander replied, after a pause.

"And the survivors?" The obviously hoarse and frustrated voice of the person on the other end of the headset suddenly became excited, and asked with a shrug, "What kind of survivors are five?" Can these five people still be able to speak?

"An old man and four bodyguards," the commander said, looking at the five objects in front of him that should still be called human, "but the injuries are severe. ”

"And an old man?" The voice of the man on the other end of the phone became urgent, as if he had heard some good news, and urged the commander urgently, "Hurry up, bring your camera close to the old man, let me see who this old man is!" ”

The Delta Special Forces will be equipped with a special camera that can transmit the picture during each operation, and the picture seen in the front can be transmitted to the command center in the rear through the satellite communication system, so that the people in the command center can make more convenient decisions according to the situation in front.

"Sure enough, sure enough!" When the camera was pointed at the injured old man, the voice on the other end of the headset was completely surprised, "Even if he! That's right, it's him! Call an ambulance! In any case, be sure to keep him safe! ”

As long as this old man is alive, a few dead bodyguards are nothing! The only thing that puzzled the person on the other end of the phone was what was the purpose of these people who came out of nowhere to make such a big noise? Is it just to beat the chairman of the Federal Reserve? Isn't that ridiculous? But in any case, as long as the old man is alive.

Not just the person on the other end of the phone, but everyone who knew about it was wondering what they were seeing: Why on earth were they doing this?

That afternoon, Reeves and others were already standing in front of Zhang Lan.

"The retreat went well, didn't it?" Zhang Lan patted Reeves on the shoulder and asked. If this operation went well, this kid was in a pretty good mood.

"The retreat went well, but the sewers smelled too bad." Thinking of the smell of the sewer when he retreated, Reeves couldn't help frowning, as if he still felt that he still had the weird smell of the sewer, "I'll never go into the sewer again."