Abyss Express

Chapter 775 Mission⑥·Who can’t corner?

Foreword:

attack! attack! attack!

——Erwin Rommel

"The psychic probe found the target, the airborne radar gave me a signal - there it was."

Robert Downing Jr. said this as he typed a series of phrase signals with the flight crew.

"BBHT→Bandit (hostile aircraft/ghost unit)→Break (sharp turn)→Hostile (enemy aircraft confirmed)→Tally (visual confirmation)"

The height of the unknown airspace is 566 meters. Multiple targets appeared on the Yinglong 2A's airborne radar. They are much larger than birds. They are the elite garrison at Maling Pass. These pilots are all blood-giving monsters with elixirs. The wings of protection add to your body.

The violent storm wetted the feathers of these biochemical weapons. They flew slowly and low, maintaining a speed of two hundred and twenty kilometers per hour and hovering on the battlefield. Occasionally, they could feel the fire on the ground with their naked eyes, and there was an elite soldier. Swooping down to attack.

The moment they identified the radar signal of the enemy aircraft, all pilots in the Yinglong attack formation naturally identified the target serial number, relative speed and altitude coordinates on their HMD hoods, and naturally completed the assignment of strike missions.

The Ax Front Mountain Range spans more than 470 kilometers. It seems to be a vast territory with abundant resources, but with the support of the USS Fuxi aircraft carrier, the strike range of the JF-17 Xiaolong fighter jets is enough to cover the entire area.

Yinglong's formation dispersed into a flower, like a hunter with his bayonet drawn, and began to seek advantages in height and speed - there was no entanglement in the aerial pursuit, and this was not an evenly matched battle.

Compared with modern fighter planes, the blood-giving monster's flying ability is like a human race using its legs to race a car. It looks so pitiful and ridiculous.

After pulling up to an altitude of 800 meters and diving towards the target from the sky, in Tangning's eyes, the relative speed of the prey seemed to be "stationary" - the fire control unit started to work. The first thing to detach was the Thunderbolt missile, followed closely by The roar of machine guns.

Almost at the same time, the six Xiaolong fighters each found their hunting targets. Like dump trucks, they each found the person destined to be sent to another world at the messy and noisy intersection.

The missile exploded into fireballs in mid-air, leaving almost no suspense. All twelve air-to-air attacks hit the target. The Thunderbolt 15E, which exceeded four times the speed of sound, caught up with these large BOW biochemicals in just one second after ignition. Weapons - machine guns can only be regarded as celebratory fireworks, used to limit the flight trajectories of these flesh and blood freaks.

Blood-red rain began to fall in the sky, and it fell even lower, landing on the head of a monster that fled hastily and flew low to survive.

This blood-giving monster flapped its wings as a roc, and its golden feathers revealed an aristocratic temperament. It was also a powerful descendant of a famous family that cultivated immortals in Maling Township. At this moment, it was running away in a hurry, avoiding the thick beasts again and again. Tree trunks, hiding from the roar of the dragon overhead.

It heard the sound of a motorcycle engine coming from the forest, and immediately flew away, hoping to find a way out of this hell on earth - it was scared out of its mind, these "extraterrestrial demons" were so terrifying and powerful.

Seeing that the canyon pass is getting further and further away, the ridge of Axe's Edge Mountain seems to be right in front of us. It climbs a little higher and rises with the warm wind of the hilly mountains. Just as it is about to break out of the pass and gain freedom, I see the side of the cliff rushing. Come the huge shadow.

"Want to escape?!" Brother Jun put his arms around the neck of the golden eagle griffon and flew through the dense forest with the big yellow chicken in his arms. His sharp claws stepped on the head of the deserter, blinding its eyes on the spot.

The bird monster lost its eyesight. It hit a tree and fell over. It was about to fall to the ground and be shattered to pieces. However, it flapped its wings a few times to stabilize its body, climbed to a height of about 150 meters, and flapped its wings in another direction in panic. Fly high.

Oscar tightened the reins, and the gryphon under his crotch raised its head and followed. It scratched its claws and toes between the giant trees to gain strength, flapped its wings and jumped up, chasing the defeated general - the moment they jumped out of the forest, A Xiaolong fighter jet just flew over Brother Jun's head.

Steel and flesh were galloping under the same airspace. While maintaining a high speed, Robert saw clearly the identification friend or foe mark on Oscar's Great Wolf armor. The fighter jet playfully used its track light to flash "double" to indicate that it was meeting. Pay attention to speed, and then give up the prey - also to avoid accidental injury.

Robert: "Yo! Air Cavalry!"

Switching to the Fuxi Bridge Channel, Brother Jun’s voice appeared in the aviation group: “Leave it to me!”

Xiaolong suddenly accelerated and flew higher.

The griffin knight followed the terrain of the wilderness all the way down, and gradually caught up with the roc's prey——

——Pulled an LG-5 sniper grenade launcher from the carrying equipment, which is the "light weapon" of the Green Gold Wolf. Brother Jun kept aiming and fired the bow in one go.

"Boom!——"

The body of Pengniao fell on the main path near the mountain wall in the wilderness, turning into bloody pieces of meat, rolling continuously, and shattered into ten thousand pieces.

"Steady, steady, steady! Steady! Mom!" Oscar screamed, the big yellow chicken was close to losing control - its feathers were wet and heavy, no better than these blood-giving monsters!

It sprinted towards the main road at the slope at almost a speed of 180 kilometers per hour. The moment its claws and toes touched the ground, it had lost its balance and was sliding on the rocks, trying to keep its balance.

The sharp claws scratched out sparks, and Oscar felt like he would be thrown out at any time. This stupid bird's saddle could not save his life at all!

They first smashed the wooden fence of the sentry tower and rushed about 300 meters towards the living area of ​​the garrisoned militiamen. Speeding motorcycles jumped up from the high ground on both sides of the valley entrance——

——These knights looked over Oscar's head, still wondering why the air cavalry came to this place.

An explosion had just occurred in the machine gun tower located in the bunker in the middle of the cliff. The big frog combat platform driven by 9527 happened to fall from the top of the cliff more than fifty meters high to the center of the explosion, trampling both ends to death on the spot. The blood-giving monsters, these are the two generals on Highland 13, who were killed by the explosive cannon and materialism.

The big frog's arm was slightly raised, and the other hand was still beating the giant son on the Jushuxia platform. Brother Qi, who was sitting in the cockpit, could see clearly, but he could not completely block Oscar's flight path.

She exclaimed: "Oh, almost!"

From behind came the roar of the Eight-Eight Cannon, as well as the radial blood stains bursting from the brains of the giant's descendants.

This golden eagle griffin led its master all the way to slide deeper, and was caught by the iron fist of the big frog. It wanted to fly again. It flapped its wings in panic, but it repeatedly lost its balance and could not get any lift. Although the speed was decreasing, Slowly, but there is no way it can catch up with the car. The claws of this stupid bird have been worn flat!

Arriving in the cold deep valley, close to the area 120 meters below the ground, the sides of the canyon road were covered with ice spikes. The half-wolf special operations team on the sled happened to be keeping the same speed as Oscar.

"Hey! Fellow!" Oscar roared, "Help me! Help me!"

Brother Liu Zhicheng, the commander of the Canglang Regiment, was covered in cold sweat. He looked at the out-of-control cavalry following them all the way. It seemed that the speed was not decreasing but increasing. The six big green wolves pulling the cart were also distracting and they had to greet them immediately. Next machine gun post. He couldn't draw his hand away at all, and the accompanying soldiers were concentrating on lifting their heavy shields, fearing that any accident would occur during the task of attacking the enemy.

Suddenly, a ball of broken bird meat flew out from the ledge on the shoulder of the road and from the stronghold house. The White God Sword Qi wielded by General Crying disappeared in a flash, completely killing the vicious beast, and the chaotic flow of spiritual essence added to Oscar. With a little effort, he was farther away from the special operations team's sled, and his hope of survival seemed to be slimmer!

Meteor: "What the hell, something went by?"

At the highest point of the canyon, the M270 had completed the launch procedure and flew past two clustered anti-tank rockets——

——The two gods of death dragged Flame Tail and followed the portable beacon of the special operations team forward, rushed into the intricate road, and flew to the second sentry rock wall.

The earth-shaking series of explosions stirred up thousands of layers of smoke and dust, and a huge wave like a sandstorm covered them. In the gray-yellow mud mist, a long wolf howl suddenly sounded.

Oscar has completely given up——

——This stupid bird can't stop at all. After reaching the ice, where will this deadly slide take him? He didn't care at all, he just hoped that after his mother-in-law remarried, the children would still remember him as their old father.

Intensive firepower was fired from the machine gun fort, and the trajectory followed the rapidly gliding Griffin Knight, but it was difficult to hit the target that swayed and snaked away.

Liu Zhicheng shouted: "This is an opportunity!"

A huge shadow crashed out of the thick fog. Along with the rocket, there was also the wolf mother who jumped from the top of the valley mouth. Ms. Van Cleef clicked a few times between the cliffs and landed on the ice. Following the sled team, she jumped forward, grabbed the gryphon by the neck, and then bounced back and forth, jumping back to the cliff before hitting the sentry fortress.

Brother Jun felt the heat blowing against his face, shivering and took a closer look, and saw the infantry chariot and the Wolf Mother running on the top of the mountain, passing highland posts one after another, smashing haystacks and trampling military flags. [Materialism Chad Shah] had just completed delivery, and the mecha unit slid all the way down from the top of the valley.

"Hey! You really called my mom here!"

The big yellow chicken was kicking on four legs, its head was in the wolf mother's mouth, and it couldn't see anything. It was panicked and started to peck the wolf mother's tongue. With a slight movement, it fell back to the ground - as soon as its paws touched the rock. Start running like crazy.

In the chaotic storm, Oscar regained control of the reins, and a knight covered in blood rushed out of the gentle mountain forest on one side.

The man was wearing a Morpho suit and got a horse from somewhere. He jumped over the bushes and started to circle the mountainside. Behind him were fifteen or six strong howler monkeys - all blood donor units. .

Oscar is still wondering, who is this guy?

As he got closer, he saw the V-shaped helmet clearly in the blood, and realized that this was the gunsmith!

As for why we need to be close? Because the gunsmith is coming for him! He also brought fifteen or six elite soldiers!

"Fly, fly, fly! Fly, fly, fly! Take off!"

There was panic in the big yellow chicken's eyes. It flapped its wings violently and lost its rhythm. It rushed down the slope for more than two hundred meters without being able to fly. Seeing that the group of burly monkey monsters behind it were about to catch up!

"Brother Jun! Help me lure them away!" the gunsmith shouted.

Brother Jun: "How can you have such ability!"

Gunsmith: "I'm out of ammo!"

Brother Jun: "Can you say something nice?!"

Gunsmith: "Find a way to get the weapon to me!"

Brother Jun: "Run slower!"

Gunsmith: "It's already the slowest!"

The field company's Pathfinder vehicle was watching at the edge of the forest, watching birds and horses crossing the cracks in the mountain stream, and running down the mountain with more than a dozen strong monsters behind them.

"Combat Information Center, the gunsmith is in trouble."

After setting foot on the muddy official mountain road, the horse felt better and regained its usual rhythm of running laps on the school field. It gasped for breath and began to cry. It was already on the verge of losing strength and dying——

——The gunsmith did not pity this temporarily borrowed "comrade". The monsters chasing after him were all very strong. The wingspan of these howler monkeys was more than 230 centimeters, and they could crawl and run with their hands and feet. More than sixty kilometers per hour.

They attach great importance to the group and hold grudges very much - the gunsmith killed more than 20 monkeys, and the monkey king chased him out with all the elites of the clan. He didn't even care about the monkey tree post at the Maling checkpoint, which should have been raised by Judah. The monster came to see the door.

"You're too fast! I can't keep up!~" Oscar shouted loudly.

Gunsmith: "Go to the center of the war!"

The moment they returned to the wilderness, the golden eagle griffin followed the gunsmith's horse.

Oscar finally breathed a sigh of relief from his near-death state. He looked at the gunsmith lagging behind little by little, and felt a little proud.

"Running on a mountain road? What's the use of going fast in curves! Fastness in a straight line is really fast. Who can't go through corners? Are you right?"

The gunsmith's mount was at the end of its strength and could no longer run. He didn't reply. He opened his helmet and looked in the direction of the battle center. A familiar roar came from the forest.

He pulled the reins to change the direction and ran for about 170 meters toward the staggered terraces, right at this bend!

He grabbed the yellow chicken's saddle and used brute strength to drag Brother Jun down, and he fell into the flooded mud puddle and into the soft rice field.

They rolled out for five or six meters and were cushioned in the mud. The horse finally gave out its breath, rolled into the terraced field and broke its spine, paralyzing in the mud and dying.

A dozen huge shadows jumped overhead - these howler monkeys couldn't stop the car. When they saw the pit coming, they wanted to go to the forest on the mountain road below the terraces, hang on the tree trunks, spin and land quickly.

At this moment, the gunsmith pulled the grenade sniper cannon from Brother Jun's carrying equipment and fired only one shot——

——A large truck rushed out of the mountain forest, and it broke the tree trunk with amazing momentum.

Its headlight suddenly lit up, like a fast-moving chainsaw, shoveling away the mud and clearing the trees. The front shovel was like the steel teeth of an evil beast, knocking out pieces of red Morpho butterflies.

The Monkey King barely had time to get off the ground when he was caught in the tire of a dump truck halfway down the tree trunk and turned into a puddle of meat.

Monkey Housun was driven to the other side of the forest by a truck. The moment he escaped from the woods, the artillery fire of the Xiaolong fighter plane happened to be accompanied by the wind and rain, washing away a piece of red clouds and warm mist.

The gunsmith threw away his helmet, took off his Morpho suit, slid along the terraces to the side of the truck, took the gun from the driver's seat, and inserted bullets into the broken limbs on the ground to prevent resurrection.

He took off his armor, opened the bed of the truck, and said to his partner in the driver's seat——

"——It came just in time."

Brother Thumb took off his driver's hat and responded with a smile: "That's right! Leader!"

After replenishing the ammunition and changing into a new set of armor, the God of Death took a breath and prepared to return to the battlefield.

Oscar stared at the magical costume and asked resentfully: "Where's mine? Where's mine?"

The gunsmith pointed to the bed of the truck——

"——You can withdraw, Brother Wolf."