My little mom is the richest man

Mu Qiu's doing this is entirely looking for death. At this time, it is basically impossible to rely on this method to complete the entire request.

But Mu Qiu really did it.

Under the gaze of the co-pilot, following Mu Qiu’s order, the main pilot flicked the helicopter directly in the air, and finally the whole plane came in the air with a gorgeous quasi god. , And flew out almost directly against the tail wing of that missile!

"Come on!"

The two missiles had already collided completely in the air, and in an instant, the sky that was already gray was clouded with a halo.

"Go!"

Mu Qiu himself knew very well that an explosion of this level would definitely not allow the plane to stay longer in this place.

But in fact, this level of explosion is simply not what this aircraft can withstand.

So I can only escape quickly by speed.

But when the bomb exploded, time couldn't keep up.

"Is this Mu Qiu sick?! How dare to do this kind of thing?!"

"Impossible, this kind of method can only be devised by a desperate person, this is still not the rich second generation..."

"Don't you think it's weird? We actually managed to invade almost the most complete communication system in the world, and deceive him?"

"It's a done deal now, and it's completely too late for you to say anything about it now. It doesn't matter if you can only make mistakes."

The scared young man could only look at that thing in fear, shaking and speaking to the intercom.

"Continue chasing, don't stop, this Mu Qiu, as long as you can kill him, you won't have to worry for the rest of your life."

"What should we do now?"

The main pilot was already sweating. Although as the Mu's queen pilot, he had seen a lot of big scenes, but he really hadn't seen this kind of air combat.

"what?!"

"What should we do now?!"

The main driver increased the decibel and yelled loudly into the headset.

"You drive it first, the radar in front of me should provide timely feedback?"

"Yes!"

Mu Qiu suddenly let go of his heart, and looked at the so-called undead radar in his hand.

The display of the radar is not difficult to understand, basically it is some problems that even children can solve.

There are still 2 missiles left in his hand, but now it can only be used cautiously. Although the Mu family has a whole set of wiping system, this matter is indeed caused by himself. Mu Qiu really feels Some regrets.

So the movement seems to be a little bit better. This place is really not far from the emperor. If something big really breaks out, the people on the emperor capital will definitely not sit idly by.

The guy shown on the radar was not chasing after him. The heat-seeking missile that was thrown out just now was probably a test. This is quite special from the geographical location. Basically, it is impossible for anyone to dare to make such a big fanfare.

"Is this person TM sick!"

In a certain corner of the world, two men are watching all this silently, and they are also trying their best to make adjustments that they think are successful.

"Dare to use such a powerful weapon directly in that place?!"

The older guy looked at the situation on the court and was angry with yelling.

The young one seemed to dare not speak at all, but only agreed and gave orders to the intercom.

"As I said above, heavy firepower cannot be used, and loud firepower cannot be used. Let's prepare to tear them off with our fists."

The helicopter that followed Mu Qiu's party shouldn't be a bargain either, it was still chasing Mu Qiu.

Several soldiers-like guys were yelling at their bosses, feeling that this kind of errand was not done by humans at all.

Because the current conditions are indeed a bit harsh, it is not possible to use a wide range of heavy firepower weapons, and the difficulty of sound and finishing must be minimized.

"Boss, it's not easy. Can't I just kill their people with a gun?"

Mu Qiu also knew this very well. Although the power of the gun would be greatly weakened by the wind, it was still a very dangerous and effective weapon.

At this time, the height of the two sides had dropped to about 500 meters, and the desert below was, and the strong wind kept blowing sand into Muqiu's helicopter, and the visibility became more uncomfortable.

"I took a look, what have they bought us with their curious taste?"

Mu Qiu deliberately turned over the pile of guns under his hand, looking for what he wanted.

There are very few guns that can meet Mu Qiu's precision. There was originally a TAC high-precision sniper. Although using a high-precision sniper in such an environment without observers is basically suicide, there is no way. , A man’s dream is to pull the bolt.

But now Dashuan has been withdrawn, leaving only a sniper version of SCAR.,, ..