Dragoon fighter

Just as Bai Lang expected, the "Cheyenne" is not as easy to bully as the "Apache". This guy is a complete air-ground dual-excellence model. It is not only required to be able to fly day and night at high speed close to the ground, but also requires the ability to fly at high speed using A single shot of the 30mm gun hit the ground target.

This means that even if the performance of "Flying Wolf" is not weak, it may still not be able to defeat the opponent.

Bai Lang almost used all his strength to control the "Flying Wolf", constantly dodging left and right, and whenever there was a suitable opportunity, he would take advantage of the opponent.

It's not Bai Lang's style to always be beaten passively.

But just now, he finally released an air-to-air missile and shot down a "Cheyenne", but it was hit by the firepower of the six-barreled 7.62mm Gatling machine gun on the nose of two "Cheyenne" that were outflanking him. The cabin door was blown away, and the cabin was filled with turbulence, making it difficult to even speak.

If Bai Lang hadn't reacted quickly, the dense barrage would have swept directly into the cabin, turning him and the "Oriole" into a ball of flesh.

"Cough, cough! I finally understand why you are the pilot with the highest equipment loss rate and highest accident rate, hahahaha!"

During the thrilling evasive maneuver just now, the "Oriole" regained consciousness and climbed into the passenger seat through the vibration of the body. Until he fastened his seat belt, he slumped on the seat and gasped. I have to leave my fate to this bastard.

Fortunately, this guy forgot to anesthetize himself, otherwise he would have been thrown out due to his weak hands and feet.

"Are you not dead yet? That's great! Find two life-saving pills and take them first. The next thing will be troublesome. The medicine box is under your seat. You can reach it with your hands. I am very busy now and can't care about it. Fuck you."

Bai Lang was furious and performed rapid operations. Infrared jamming bombs began to be released, and the red bright spots scattered to the left and right of the aircraft in the night were extremely eye-catching. "Flying Wolf" seems to stretch out extremely beautiful and dazzling wings. Expand to both sides.

He would never expose himself to the night unless absolutely necessary. At night, infrared jamming bombs were too eye-catching.

Boom boom!~

Bai Lang's emergency response is undoubtedly correct. , two consecutive huge fireballs hit the jamming bomb less than 100 meters behind the tail of the "Airwolf" and exploded. It was as if I had hit an invisible wall.

"Airwolf" has not yet escaped the pursuit of "Cheyenne".

His coordinates and route must have been reported to the North American Aerospace Defense Command by Lockheed. It was only a matter of time before the "Airwolf" was shot down. This is American territory. Bai Lang never thought he could escape safely. Otherwise, the United States’ reputation as the world’s largest military power would be in vain.

If the "Airwolf" hadn't been a special stealth aircraft and had been flying at ultra-low altitude, I'm afraid it would have been defeated by U.S. Air Force fighter jets or anti-aircraft missiles at this time. At this time, no other fighter jets have appeared. I believe that the U.S. Air Force It must have been authorized to Lockheed Martin, and it must use all its strength to shoot it down.

One fights six, and it's the "Cheyenne" that's stronger than the "Airwolf". Bai Lang was sure that he was not going crazy tonight.

Even if Bai Lang borrowed ten more courages, he would not dare to continue flying towards Death Valley. In the event of a crash, in the desolate Death Valley, I am afraid that I and the "Oriole" would have no place to hide if they crashed.

Even without Americans searching for him, he could be trapped in Death Valley National Park due to lack of food and transportation.

Halfway through, he canceled the autopilot and turned around to fly to Las Vegas, a metropolis in the desert.

Hidden away from the city, only such a place can hide. In 1990, Chinatown settled in Las Vegas and quickly became a gathering place for Asian Americans. Finding the two of them was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As for this "Air Wolf", Bai Lang could only say sorry once again. He had no hope of evading the pursuit of the Americans. He could only drag it as long as possible and stage the golden cicada's escape from its shell as close as possible to Las Vegas. destiny.

This may be how "White Wolf" Bai Lang got his reputation as "combat equipment killer".

Seeing that the number of jamming bombs on the LCD screen was decreasing sharply, Bai Lang lit up two omnidirectional missiles and quickly locked on the five "Cheyenne" behind him. When he pressed the launch button, two white smoke suddenly shot out, and then Quickly turn around and rush to the rear.

Behind the "Airwolf", a fire net composed of six-barreled Gatling machine guns criss-crossed the ballistic path, as if like a real fishing net, covering the "Airwolf".

Bai Lang could only fight and retreat. With the fragile and small body of the "Air Wolf" and the appearance of a weakling, he could not withstand the thick and big "Cheyenne". After being hit by a few shots from the front, it would immediately disintegrate in the air. share.

Now there are five attackers and one receiver left in the sky. This is a fucking mission.

Boom!~Boom!~

Two fireballs, one large and one small, appeared behind the "Airwolf". The small one was blown away by the intensive interception barrage of the six-barreled Gatling gun, but the large one hit the target.

Bai Lang shook his head for a while, but said nothing, as if this record was not worth mentioning.

Well, there are only four attacks left, and the situation is still not optimistic.

Not to mention four-on-one, even one-on-one, it is not easy for "Flying Wolf" to take advantage.

Fortunately, the safety factor of the gyroplane is relatively high. As long as the rotor is not damaged, it can still land safely even if there is no power. The hardest part of the "Airwolf" is the two wide rotors. If a 7.62mm bullet hits them, it will only Ricochet will occur and cannot be penetrated at all.

There was a crackling sound, and there was a terrible cracking sound on the fuselage. "Airwolf" groaned and began to shake violently.

A shrill alarm sounded in the cabin.

"The left engine was hit, and the armor was also blown out. My God, what a hit! My poor! I hope you can hold on for a few more seconds, oh no, a few minutes. Of course, if you can It would be better to hold on for a few hours. Of course I know this is impossible. God bless and Tathagata Buddha is on top."

Bai Lang saw that on the "Airwolf" plan on the LCD screen, the engine part had completely turned a dark red color of failure. He could clearly feel that the speed and height of the aircraft had dropped a lot, and it was swaying from side to side, as if it was going crazy. malaria.

When the power balance was lost, it was commendable that Bai Lang could still control the "Flying Wolf".

At this moment, "Flying Wolf" was like a thin and helpless little girl being surrounded by four tall and strong men. What followed was a burst of wind and rain.

"Look, ahead. Las Vegas!"

"Yellow Bird" also had a burst of strength that came out of nowhere. Pointing to the bright light in the distant sky, it was not the sun rising, but the lights of the city that never sleeps, with several light pillars piercing the sky. Simply the best navigator.

Bai Lang glanced at Huangque with ill intentions, and his tone suddenly became solemn and said: "Thank God. We are finally saved! We'll see you later, Huangque!"

"You, what's your look. 'White Wolf'. What do you want to do?"

The gaze made "Yi Que" get goosebumps all over his body, which was more uncomfortable than taking two more bullets.

"Hey! Bye, let's go! Sao Nian!"

Bai Lang took a moment to stretch out one hand and waved to the "Oriole", and then quickly pressed a certain key.

Before he could react, "Hua Que" felt his body sink and he and the seat fell down.

"Ha! Ahaha!" The roar of the engine in the air was mixed with Bai Lang's crazy howling as he quickly left the "Huaqiao".

"This lunatic! I, I knew this guy was a heartless bastard!"

The "Yellow Bird" who was directly abandoned was trembling with anger. In sight, the rickety "Air Wolf" dragged four "Cheyennes" roaring away from the sky like a monster.

The night in the wilderness near Las Vegas provides the best cover for the Yellow Sparrow. The ejection seat fell straight to the ground with the glider and buffer parachute, without any light shining in it.

Four seconds after detaching from the "Airwolf", it felt a series of impacts. It turned around and then stopped. The "Oriole" felt that it had landed together with the seat.

He quickly broke away from the restraints of his seat belt, looked at the sky, and saw the signal lights representing the five "Cheyennes" continuously firing rockets into the night ahead, and the fire dragons rushed out, which was extremely spectacular.

When the rocket hit the ground, it exploded into fireballs as dense as grapes. The fleeting red light during the explosion illuminated the face of the "Oriole".

Touching the special bag that was still hidden in his arms and bound by a special binding belt, it contained the trophies of the night. The "Oriole" supported his body and looked at the brightly lit Las Vegas in the distance. , couldn't help but cursed: "This damn 'white wolf', sooner or later God will take you in."

Then he stumbled towards Las Vegas and hurried into the city to seek cover before the Americans could react.

"Las Vegas! I'm coming! Oh!~"

Bai Lang finally saw the bright headlights of the endless traffic on the highway ahead. He walked a few steps, made a pose, stretched out his fist and gave a thumbs up, as if he wanted to hitch a ride.

"Where are you going? Dude!"

Sure enough, soon a large truck slowly pulled to the side of the road. Nevadans are all crazy.

"Brother, I'm going to Las Vegas!"

Bai Lang showed what he thought was the most handsome smile.

"Idiot, you took the wrong route, you should go to the other side!"

The obese driver with a stubble on his face spat disdainfully out of the car and gave him the middle finger. This bastard made him make less extra money, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly. .

The lively Lei Feng turned into a snobbery in an instant.

"ah!"

Bai Lang was stunned, looking at the taillights of the truck going away, feeling ashamed.