Kaleidoscope open the door

Mao looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the cargo just unloaded, the d-30 122 howitzer, and he said:

"Use that 122 gun..."

But Cocoa came with interest and curiously said:

"Mao, tell me what you think."

"You can try to take off the missile launch platform with the 122 gun."

"OK, just do it!"

Coco didn't hesitate to agree to Mao's whimsical doctrine. He set up a 122 howitzer in the rear door of the transport aircraft and exploded the missile launch platform in an air-to-ground manner. This idea is crazy, but at this time There is no better way for Coco. She doesn't want to play skydiving without a last resort.

After negotiation, Coco smoothly won a 122 howitzer from the captain at the original price and a 20% discount on the next transaction, and then completed the erection and fixation of the howitzer in just ten minutes, but the sky is also Entering dusk, the afterglow of the sun dyed the sky a fiery red, as if burning.

The behemoth slid off the runway amid the roar of the engine.

At the same time, on a high ground outside the airport, two Balkan Dragon militias reported the takeoff of the plane to Bardola.

Not long after the plane flew out of the airport, when it climbed to a height of about one kilometer, a rocket flew out of the jungle below. Under the strong infrared interference, the rocket lost its aim and passed the plane through the air. After the explosion, the flaming red bullet chain fired by the subsequent anti-aircraft guns also lost their accuracy. The bullets of the anti-aircraft guns swayed in the air and could not hit the plane. Although there was no danger, the people who watched it were thrilling.

"It is infrared interference, unable to aim at the target, quickly contact the second missile unit located in the southwest."

The transport aircraft is also climbing rapidly. Unfortunately, the time is too short. The Balkan Dragon missile has been launched before it has climbed to the desired height. Although it is a long time ago model, its performance is much worse than the most advanced missile. But to be hit, the plane will definitely fall apart.

It is rare that Coco calmed down for a while and shouted:

"Launching a jamming bomb!"

The captain and co-pilot piloting the plane were very calm. He pressed the launch button almost while Coco was speaking. The position where the transport aircraft's tail rudder and the fuselage were connected opened, and hundreds of small warheads were fired. The small warheads dragged white. The tail mark seemed to be a white mandala blooming in the tail of the aircraft for a moment, dreamy and beautiful, but the four missiles that came in the next moment destroyed this beauty like a big shark breaking into a school of fish.

Thanks to the launch of the jamming bomb, the four missiles traversed like a drunk when approaching the transport plane, and eventually exploded one after another above and behind the transport plane.

The violent air wave shook the transport plane without causing any more damage.

The shaking came and went quickly, but Coco quickly recovered his state and ordered Mao who was on standby in the headset:

"Mao, don't let them continue to launch!"

"Twelve hundred and sixty feet, maintain speed and altitude!"

"of course!"

Mao got Coco's answer and took a deep breath, holding the cannonball that opened the fixing device and putting it into the barrel, locking the back door, observing the target, adjusting the angle, a set of procedures is very proficient, after the completion, he held the gun rope tightly and turned Head to the people behind him:

"Cover your ears and open your mouth!"

"what···"

Everyone did what they were told, they were all people who had experienced the battlefield. At this time, how to do it was already common sense. If you didn't do this, you wouldn't have the adaptability of artillery and would be vulnerable to internal injuries.

"3, 2, 1!"

After confirming that everyone was ready, Mao turned his head and pulled down the gun rope forcefully.

boom!

When the sound of the gun sounded, the aircraft shook violently, the gun door opened automatically, and a yellow-orange-orange shell fell.

At the same time, an artillery shell pierced the air and flew to the missile position on the ground. The unique whistling sound of the artillery shell flew over the head of the second missile unit of the Balkan Dragon. What is it, a group of light blooms in the sky, and immediately like the sound of a group of birds singing, there is a dense flash of light in the sky.

On the plane, Mao raised his binoculars to witness the situation on the ground, and said nervously:

"The arrow-shaped bullet hits!"

"awesome!"

"Yh!"

···

There was a burst of cheers in the cabin. The arrow-shaped bullet hit means that they have succeeded. This time, there is no need to worry about it.

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ps: Arrow-shaped bullets are bullets that replace ordinary warheads with "small arrows". There are two types of arrow-shaped bullets, single-shot arrow-shaped bullets and clustered arrow-shaped bullets.

Chapter Seven Hundred and Thirty One

When everyone cheered, Bai Lu blinked a little speechlessly. It is no coincidence or luck that this can be explained by hitting howitzers on the plane to successfully take off the enemy’s missile launch positions. At least in Bai Lu’s eyes. It's not a coincidence, but it's not what Bailu did. If he had to explain it, it could only be fate.

Mao also breathed a sigh of relief. He was indeed an elite artillery in a certain country, but he had been away from the army for a few years, and he had barely touched the artillery. This time he was able to make a hit, not only he used to shoot 122 howitzers. The element of luck also accounts for a large proportion.

Cocoa's appreciation in the headset:

"Well done, Mao, the technology is not unfamiliar, 6000 iron arrows are pouring down, it is impossible to have anything to move, but don't relax your vigilance."

At dusk, a relatively open area in the woods was almost covered with dense iron arrows. The iron arrows of metallic primary color reflected the bright light under the light of dusk. They were dazzling and cold. There were no living people in the area covered by iron arrows. The people in the car were not spared either, and a transport plane in the sky gradually disappeared.

At noon on the other side of the earth, when the sun was shining upright, the scarecrow's feet on the table danglingly complained about the blond beauty in the same office. Chocolate polluted the environment with a welding torch. Suddenly the phone rang, and the scarecrow stood in surprise as soon as the phone was connected. Up.

"Hekmatia!? Why do you know my number..."

When Chocolate heard the name of the big benefactor, he immediately turned his attention away from his work, and said happily:

"Is it cocoa?"

Scarecrow's face turned dark, and now he knew who was responsible for leaking his number without answering Cocoa.

"Listen, there's no time. If it's verbose, I'll hang up."

Cocoa was confident, not listening to scarecrow's trash talk, and said directly:

"Now I am above the Balkans, and I have found a dragon."

"What...what?"

The Scarecrow's face changed, and he didn't even bother to pursue the thoughts of chocolate leaking his number. As a hyena who specializes in finding funds for c·i·a, he knows all those valuable prey and related information. It is in the Balkans. The dragon has a five-million-dollar wanted warrant internationally. In other words, catching that dragon is worth five million!

The scarecrow suddenly thought of five million dollars in his head, and his tone was unprecedented.

"Where is he in the Balkans?"

The Scarecrow didn't think that Coco called him and mentioned the Balkan Dragon to tell him that she was so simple in the Balkans and then provoked him so simple.

Looking at the jungle of the Balkan Peninsula, he smiled and said:

"After that, it's intelligence, I will sell you the glory of arresting him, five million dollars!"