"God, where did the Taliban get the planes?" The monkey jumped out of the car, looked up at the bombs falling from the sky, held his head and rushed into the sand pit more than ten meters away.

Then the brothers got out of the car one after another, and the Navy SEALs finally showed their elite demeanor when they ran for their lives, running faster than rabbits, and regardless of the American GIs who couldn't figure out the situation behind them, they rushed into the desert one by one, found a sand pit and plunged into it.

The striker pulled Heidi, followed by two soldiers and a reporter with glasses, and ran into the desert as I picked up the grizzly bear that had emerged from the turret, and followed them with a gun case.

The speed of these recruits was so slow that the forward was almost dragging Heidi on the run, and the Grizzlies and I were in the last position, but we caught up with the reporters in front of us in a few steps, and the striker simply picked Heidi up and clamped it under his armpit, and rushed forward desperately.

The continuous shelling had frightened the reporters, and they were also dragged away by the two GIs, and when they passed by, the grizzly bear grabbed the belt of his trousers with a big hand, and carried it directly on his shoulder, and then said to the two GIs: "Catch up with me, and you will live." After saying that, he threw off his stride and ran into the sand pit more than twenty meters away, perhaps because his life was threatened and his explosive power potential, the two soldiers really kept up with us.

I turned my head to look at the other brothers, almost not laughing, even the captain was carrying one on his shoulder, as if he were an accompanying engineer.

When we arrived at the edge of the sand pit, the bomb behind had already landed, boom, the explosion sound continued, hundreds of high-explosive bombs blew up the road upside down, the armored car was okay, those unarmored transport vehicles were basically scrapped more than half, the thick black smoke rose up a ball of fire, the huge sound shook the eardrum buzzing, more than 20 meters apart felt the air waves rushing to the face, the rolled up sand like a storm crossing, and after the explosion passed, we were basically buried alive in the sand pit.

"Don't let it escape!" No sooner had I lifted my head from the sand than I heard the captain yelling in his headset.

I shook my head, opened my mouth to spit out the sand in my mouth, and looked up to see the dilapidated civilian helicopter flying away in the mountains.

I hurriedly climbed the sand dune, and I didn't know whose body and head I was stepping on, only I heard a scream, probably stepping on Heidi, because she was a woman in this pit, and I didn't bother to care if she was injured or not, so I climbed on it and quickly set up the M107 to lock the ass of the plane.

Before I could shoot, a gunshot rang out on the left, and the plane shook violently in the scope, then it regained its balance after a trembling flight for a distance, followed by another gunshot on the right, and then the plane emitted billowing black smoke, and two seconds later, there was an explosion in the tail and then the black smoke rushed headlong into the desert in the distance, crashing into the desert.

I let go of the trigger that I hadn't had time to pull, turned my head to the right, and the Grim Reaper stood up from the sand with the TAC-50 in his arms, and the first shot on the left was the SEAL sniper.

"What's the situation, the enemy's planes have arrived, and our planes haven't come yet?" The evil wolf knelt on the ground with a gray face, and another person was dug out of the sand, I stepped forward to pat the guy's face and took a closer look, it turned out to be the injured young master, if it wasn't for the gauze wrapped around his hands, I really wouldn't recognize it.

"It's alright!" The wolf and I set up the young master.

"Can't die, these dog mongrels even took out civilian helicopters to fight, and almost blew up Lao Tzu!" The young master spat and wiped the sand from the corner of his mouth and said.

"What can kill is a good weapon!" It seems that this time the Taliban have made a lot of money, not only using tanks, but even an air raid, it is estimated that they are just such a broken plane, and they were beaten down by death, but it is worth blowing up so many of our vehicles.

"The enemy's tanks seem to have withdrawn." Pandora stood on a sand dune and held a telescope to observe the situation in the distance.

"That's because our Air Force is coming." The captain looked at his watch, it had been eleven minutes since the base had been contacted, and if there were no accidents, the Air Force should have arrived immediately.

"Looks like they're pretty precious about those broken tanks." The shark and the star walked over from the other side with the injured mad lion, the gauze wrapped around the lion's leg had been soaked with blood, and the wound that had just been treated was bleeding again, although it was grinning in pain, but the face still looked indifferent.

"Wouldn't she stand so tall that she wouldn't be hit by a sniper? Would you like to be reminded? Heidi climbed up from the bunker, stood next to me, pointed to Pandora, who was watching the battlefield from above, and whispered.

I turned my head to look at her, and saw that there was a large shoe print on her face, and it seemed that I had stepped on her face just now.

"Even the tanks have been withdrawn, do you think the snipers will stay there waiting to be bombed? Take care of yourself, everyone here is dead, and she can't die! "I patted the sand off my body and walked towards the captain with my gun in hand.

"Is it that powerful?" Heidi muttered something to herself, wiped the dust off her face, and trotted a few steps after me, following closely behind.

At this moment, there was a rumbling roar in the air, and everyone looked up at the sky, only to see a row of F16 fighters flying rapidly from a distance in a line, at least a dozen of them, followed by five Apache helicopter gunships, approaching this side with great momentum.

"Captain, why don't I think something is right!" I turned my head to look at the captain, to deal with a few broken tanks, two fighters are enough, as for such a big show? What do you want to do with so many fighters dispatched to the base? There must be something else going on.

"God knows what those guys are going to do? But it's certainly not coming at us. The captain turned to look at the SEALs, who were standing not far away as they watched the planes overhead and straighten out their equipment, looking like they were facing a big enemy.

American planes will not attack their own soldiers, which is why the captain is certainly not against us, and if these American GIs were not present, I am really not sure that way, and anyone who sees a fighter plane full of weapons flying overhead will be furious.

More than a dozen F16 fighters flew over our heads, heading straight for the mountains where the tanks retreated, too far away to know if they saw the tanks, anyway, there was not much time, the fighter formations began to launch air strikes on the mountains, dozens of MK-82 free-fall bombs turned the mountains upside down, and then dropped two MK-84 conventional bombs.

This 3.8-meter-long bomb can blow up an eleven-meter-deep crater, and the explosion range can reach more than 300 meters, and the ground vibration can be clearly felt from thousands of meters away, and the huge sound is heard dozens of miles away, and the hill it fell on was instantly razed to the ground, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, the originally clearly visible mountain collapsed.

(End of chapter)