Chapter 364: It's All Neurotic

No one thought that Long Yun would have a chance to live. The people of the Liberation Society and the Demon Clan think so, and even the U.S. military and Gege in the air show building think so.

Even if Moriah's half-blood or pure-blood, or the pure-blood descendants of the Atlanteans, or the demon assassins who have always been famous for their assassination skills, they are just races with extraordinary talents, even if a native master such as a sailor who can use "steel skin" can at best withstand large-caliber armor-piercing bullets.

Unlike missiles, a violent explosion can produce high temperatures, and the most lethal thing is the shock wave, in the real battlefield, even if you are directly hit by the fragments of the shell, if you are within the killing range of the shell, the internal organs will be shocked and bleed.

This is the reason why the soldiers who hold their positions on the battlefield under real conditions are already delirious if they do not hide in the tunnels and are covered by artillery fire once, even if they do not die.

Gege suddenly felt a burst of unexplained sadness in his heart, he was about to destroy Long Yun with a murderous shot just now, but now the murderous aura in his chest has long since disappeared.

Her mind suddenly felt like she was showing this old-fashioned movie, she was the only audience in the entire theater, and the clips of her acquaintance with Long Yun were playing on the wide screen one by one, and she was indeed extremely lonely below.

Long Yun who shot rebel prisoners in the Sierra Leone battlefield because of the death of his teammates, Long Yun who fought against the Death Army of Nidhogg on the Castle of the Bridge Keepers, Long Yun who stood up to stop Jörmungard on the Najfar battleship in the Underworld, Long Yun who was unstoppable in the Battle of Paris and single-handedly killed the master assassin Mr. V, and Long Yun who broke out of cover and blew up a local T-54 tank in an Afghan valley.

She suddenly felt that she really didn't know why she hated him, just because he was suspected of being an Atlantean spy? Or maybe you almost killed yourself just now?

Even Gege herself couldn't say this clearly, but now she felt that her desire to kill Long Yun was just lip service, just like the fact that he had a chance to sneak attack Long Yun on the hillside, and blasted this guy's head into a watermelon behind his back but never got a hand.

By the way, saying that he was going to kill Long Yun and blow his head off, it looked like a funny joke.

"No way!" Gege put the MK23 pistol back into the holster, "I have to go up and see what is going on, if he doesn't die, I have to save him!" ”

"You're crazy!" Jon's eyes widened like brass bells, "No one can go up now, and if you go up, you're going to die!" Even the M1A1 tank has been overturned, and there will be no scum left when people go up! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, he's my man, he won't die without my orders!" Gege turned and felt through the side door, leaving Jon with a bewildered expression.

FUCK! What the hell does this mean!? These two DOD intelligence analysts don't seem to be normal people, one is more neurotic than the other, just now the man was going to kill the woman, and then let the woman let herself take Gege away, the woman just woke up and kept saying that she was going to kill the man, but when she saw the Taliban shelling Long Yun, she didn't care about going up to save him.

What a bloody plot! Feelings: These two neuropaths are the kind of people who love and kill each other, or the kind of SM patients with special hobbies, like to give me dripping wax if you have nothing to do, and I beat you up and treat you like a dog, and then in a blink of an eye, they laughed and laughed and regained into a pair of difficult brothers.

FUCK! It's crazy! DOD doesn't seem to have many normal guys.

Jon spat on the ground, he swore that he would never take on such a task in the future, otherwise he would be assimilated even if he was not scared to death, and he would become a psychopath.

"Captain, look!" Leonard, who had been lying by the broken wall and observing the Taliban position in the distance, exclaimed, "Something seems to have happened on the Taliban's side!" ”

Jon quickly turned around and held up his binoculars and looked in the direction of Leonard's finger.

The five T-90 tanks that had been advancing on the south side of the airport in the direction of the terminal building were spinning in circles like crazy, constantly circling in circles, as if they had been jumped on the head by a cat and scratched their heads.

Not long after, a T-90 tank suddenly exploded with a bang, and the turret was lifted to the sky, and a huge pillar of fire soared into the sky, a full ten meters high.

Apparently, the tank had an instantaneous explosion of ammunition, and someone had detonated the ammunition rack in its turret, causing a chain explosion.

"Cool!" Jon hurriedly raised his binoculars and searched the sky, in his opinion, maybe the air support of the coalition forces had arrived, and he couldn't think of anything else that could easily take out a Soviet-made T-90 main battle tank except for A-10 attack planes and Apache helicopter gunships.

However, it was pitch black in the telescope, and there was no sign of any aircraft.

"Captain, it's Captain Dragon!" Leonard yelled, "Oh! My God! He's charging the enemy line alone! He's crazy! ”

Jon felt his pores stand upside down, and the first word that popped out of his head was - crazy!

A man charging at the position of someone else's large army, isn't this a madman? Absolutely nervous abnormal guys!

He re-aimed the telescope at the opposite side of the airport, and sure enough, he saw a person squatting on a T-90 tank, and he didn't know what he was doing on it.

The T-90 tank, like the one just now, exploded violently, and the tortoiseshell-like turret flew out more than 20 meters, the barrel of the gun stuck to the ground, and the turret was comically surrounded by trees, like a huge lollipop.

"Captain Jon!" Lieutenant Jack of the 82nd Airborne Division ran over out of breath, "Our observation point found that the Taliban are retreating with all their might!" ”

"What?" Jon couldn't believe his ears.

"They are retreating, retreating on all fronts!" Lieutenant Jack was surprised and delighted, "I know it's a bit of a fantasy, but ...... They're really withdrawing, I think...... Did Captain Long scare them? ”

"Scared ......" Jon turned around in a daze and looked in the direction of Long Yun, the T-90 exploded again, this guy really didn't know what means to use to kill three T-90s in a row......

The remaining two T-90s have completely lost their fighting spirit, have turned around, and fled in the opposite direction as if they were dead.

Jon picked up the binoculars, and in his field of vision, he saw a scene that was both comical and indescribably shocking.

Long Yun is like a ferocious hungry wolf, alone behind two T-90 tanks, although the T-90 has obviously increased its horsepower, but it can't get rid of the incredible speed of Long Yun.

Long Yun jumped on the turret of a tank again, the engine of this tank roared desperately, doing this large maneuver next to the wide airport, like a sports car running corners, what S-shape and Z-shape are used, it can be seen that Long Yun on the roof of the car is simply afraid of a tiger.

"How did he do it......" Jon suddenly remembered the various strange performances of Long Yun on the hillside, and then realized that this guy might ......

Maybe not people......

He quickly shook his head violently, as a detachment commander in the Delta, such a ridiculous conclusion should not have been made by himself, and he suddenly found very sad that since the end of this mission, the operation report could not be written at all.

If the real situation is described in the report, I believe that my future will be absolutely ruined, and I will be discharged early, and if I am most unlucky, I will be thrown into a mental hospital and treated as a patient with post-war emergency disease.

"Should we strike and take control of the entire airport?" Lieutenant Jack said, "Captain, you are now the highest-ranking person here, and I need to hear your opinion." ”

"SIR......" Seeing that Jon didn't answer, Lieutenant Jack couldn't help but ask again.

"Ah......" Jon finally woke up from his dream, "Okay, let's attack......"