The strongest reserve for the doomsday

By the time Alice had finished taking her medicine, I was back in the driver's seat.

At this time, the fat man can't be called no matter how much he calls it.

It's as if his ass has taken root in the back seat.

Of course, his official rhetoric is - in order to protect Alice's poor little girl from being hurt again

! So now, here in the driver's seat, I am alone, and there are two people in the back, making me look like a didi driver, pulling a couple, how awkward do I think

! After all, here, the talented and beautiful woman, that is also me and Alice, being inserted by the fat man, the big man who picks his feet, is really quite discordant!

Thankfully, the eerie atmosphere didn't last long, though, and just as I was about to get everyone to wash their seatbelts and practice helicopter subject 2 – a left roll, my walkie-talkie suddenly went off.

Zheng Yan's anxious shout came from inside:

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief, hurry up and look at the lower left side of the south, there is a helicopter flying over from the south, it seems to have spotted you, and now it is flying towards you." "

I'll copy!"

At this time, it was too late to show my gentlemanly demeanor, and the swear words broke out.

However, when Zheng Yan mentioned this, he did not blame me for being rude and disdainful, but continued:

"However, it seems that they did

not carry weapons on their plane!" "This is good news!" Zheng

Yan's so-called lack of weapons does not mean that the people in the plane do not carry weapons, but that this helicopter is the same as ours, it is a general-purpose helicopter, not an armed helicopter. Missile weapons systems were not installed outside the fuselage of the helicopter.

I quickly glanced in the direction of the south.

Sure enough, in the southern sky, about 1,2 kilometers away, there was a helicopter flying towards us.

Since Alice and the fat man are now wearing flying helmets in order to protect their heads, and my walkie-talkie is close to the helmet microphone, the conversation with Zheng Yan is also a live broadcast of the fat man and Alice.

At this time, Alice and the fat man also heard the sound in the walkie-talkie, and looked out of the window.

The fat man also saw the helicopter flying over at this time, and shouted at me:

"Dao Chief, what should I do?"

"Don't panic! When the time comes, it's over!" And

just as I, the fat man and Alice were talking to each other, about to make a story to fool these mercenaries, the helicopter's radio suddenly

sounded "Tubu, Tutu, Tutu

~".

It's an old-fashioned radio station with a microphone about the size of soap that you can pick up and talk.

I guess it was a call from there, so I picked it up directly.

I saw a man's voice over there:

(The following conversations are all in English, in case you can't understand it, the grains of sand are directly translated here!)

"Dong Gu called Dong Gui!" "

Dong Gu received, Dong Gu received!" I

hurriedly replied.

After

I finished talking, such a sentence suddenly appeared on the other side, and I didn't understand it for a while, Nima, the lines prepared just now were prepared in vain!

"Dao Chief, could it be a kind of password for UBM people, used to determine if it is their own person

!" "Mmmm, it's possible!"

And just as I was discussing countermeasures with the fat man, he repeated it again, saying:

"Last time!

I was stunned for a while, naturally I didn't know what I was talking about, because Lao Tzu's direct reply was in Chinese!

And the fat man also took advantage of the little time I bought him, and turned out a few RPG launchers and some rockets from the trunk.

I'm loading over there.

After being stunned for a while, the communicator over there

returned: "What? What kind of machine is on?" (actually asking us what we just said meant!)

I delayed a while and returned:

"Boeing 747!" Of

course, this is also Chinese.

I guess these people still don't understand, so they scolded on the radio

!(It's all swearing here, I won't write it!!It's been directly filtered out by my filtering system!) I

hurriedly replied in English:

"Scold, scold, it's the last one!"

and then made a gesture to the fat man, telling him to immediately use RPG to kill the enemy who came to attack!

The fat man is also majestic and majestic, majestic and high-spirited, that is, carrying an RPG is to open the cabin window of the plane, tie himself with a belt, carry the RPG, lean out of the back seat window with his shoulder, and aim towards the position below the south.

Less than 3 seconds later

, with a "poof~"

sound, a white column of smoke flew towards the plane that flew over.

"Bye-bye, you!" I

smiled and looked towards the lower position to the south, and then prepared to let Zheng Yan and Zheng Qian watch the cannon battle.

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because the missile is so fast, it looks like only a pillar of smoke is left in the sky. Next Monday to Friday,The update will be a little later,Thank you for your support!If you think the sand is well written,You can give a reward to the sand,With your support,The sand will be more motivated to create!haha~ Thank you for your support!