Chapter 62: Ambush (Three)

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  "Never mind!" The captain directly took out two painkillers from the first-aid kit and stuffed them into his mouth, then took out two bags of oral glucose powder, tore open the packaging, and gulped it down: "The enemy is still pursuing us relentlessly, let's shake them off first!"

  The Birdman had no choice but to tear open the clothes at the wound, clean it a bit, sprinkle hemostatic powder on it, and then use military-grade double-sided tape to stick a bandage on the wound. The Birdman was indeed the Birdman, busy with his hands and muttering to himself: "The captain is truly wise and brave, not afraid of pain or hardship, this spirit is really worth our learning!"

  After finishing the wound treatment, he directly ignored the existence of the bird man. The captain picked up his Beretta SC70/90 rifle and waved his hand: "Advance!"

  Everyone had no choice but to get up from the ground and rush into the jungle again.

  Just a few steps away, a sudden sound of helicopter engine came from the air, and everyone stopped in their tracks, looking up at the sky.

  "Helicopter!" the captain yelled: "Take cover!" Everyone immediately dispersed and took cover, I pulled the captain under a rock, quickly grasped the SG552 in my hand, ready for battle.

  Before long, a Mi-24 flew slowly over our heads, the helicopter's cabin door open, with a fully armed soldier sitting at the entrance, a machine gun mounted on top. The strong airflow blew several large trees beside us, raising snowflakes all over the sky.

  Just as everyone had let out a sigh of relief and was about to get up and continue fleeing, the sound of the engine that had just faded away started again, and the helicopter quickly turned around and flew back.

  "Bad!" The captain shouted: "We've been discovered!"

  No sooner had the words fallen than a helicopter appeared in our line of sight, and bullets rained down on us like hailstones. The bullets struck up a storm of bark and splinters, mixed with snowflakes swirling everywhere, making it impossible for us to lift our heads for a time. Occasionally, someone would raise their head to fire off a few rounds, but they posed no threat to the helicopter.

  Fortunately, it wasn't an attack with rocket pods and the 4-barrel 12.7mm machine gun under the nose of the aircraft; otherwise, we would have suffered more than half casualties in the first round of attacks!

  Can't stay here any longer! If we continue like this, even if we don't get killed by the helicopter's machine gun, we'll be finished off by the reinforcements that are coming. There are still a large number of soldiers chasing after us from behind, and once the helicopter discovers our whereabouts, the pilot will definitely report our location to headquarters in the first instance, who knows whether a large number of troops will come rushing over.

  "This won't work, we have to charge out!" I shook off the debris on my head and loudly shouted at the captain beside me: "If we keep consuming like this, we'll be wiped out!"

  The captain spat out a mouthful of dust and ordered into the headset: "Everyone attract enemy fire, tank, blow it up for me!"

  As soon as the words fell, the dense gunfire on the helicopter suddenly stopped, and everyone felt a great relief at the same time! A thought flashed through my mind, it should be out of bullets, and they are reloading!

  Opportunity!

  My heart leapt with joy, feeling no bullets were shot towards where I was hiding, I suddenly stood up from under the rock and fired at the helicopter in the sky.

  It's really the bullets on the chain that are finished! The soldier in front of the helicopter window can be clearly seen quickly changing the chain, and almost at the same time I pulled the trigger, the crowd felt a great reduction in pressure and quickly seized this rare opportunity to counterattack fiercely. Scorpion tail is even more one shot and killed the soldier who was changing the chain, for a moment the strong firepower actually forced the helicopter to tilt its body upwards.

  The tank moved, standing up from under a giant tree that reached the sky, and aimed at the helicopter that was climbing in the air with the M134 in hand. In a few seconds of "whirring", the bullets sprayed out by the six-barreled machine gun whizzed through the air, hitting the helicopter in the air.

  The helicopter's body was instantly riddled with bullet holes, like a lone boat in a stormy night, shaking and swaying in the air. In less than ten seconds, a burst of flames exploded from inside the cockpit, and one of the rotor blades was also shot off by bullets. The entire helicopter, spewing smoke, plummeted into the jungle.

  The tank didn't intend to stop, its barrel still following the helicopter that was already covered in flames. Finally, before the helicopter even hit the ground, it exploded into a fireball with a loud "boom", scattering debris everywhere. The crowd on the ground immediately erupted into thunderous cheers!

  My god! What kind of people are these?! I watched the cheering crowd, my mouth agape for half a day before it closed. It was just a small squad, and in the blink of an eye, they shot down an armed helicopter. This is how terrifying their combat power is! I remember during the Iraq War, there was an old farmer who used his AK-47 to shoot down a US "Black Hawk". At that time, it could be said that it was purely luck, but now, a group of mercenaries took only a few minutes to blast down an Mi-24 combat helicopter. There is an element of luck in this, but more than that, it's absolutely their combat power at work, entirely due to their own strength!

  Obviously everyone was excited from the previous battle, whistles and cheers were ringing out, a smile also appeared on my face.

  The captain gave orders to continue advancing with great enthusiasm and morale.

  Our whereabouts have been exposed, it seems that we can only desperately escape for our lives! It won't take long before more reinforcements arrive at this place, and once they catch up with us, I'm afraid we'll have to give up our lives here!

  To save their lives, a group of people had to desperately flee deep into the mountains. As long as they could hide in the dense woods before being caught, it would be like gaining half a life back! In the depths of the mountains, if they wanted to catch or kill us, they would also have to venture into the mountains and fight with us to the death. Neither side had any advantage; it was man against man, very fair, relying solely on one's own skills. Whoever had the upper hand would be able to survive.

  Sitting on the ground to rest again, we have escaped into the depths of the mountains, where the dense trees effectively concealed our tracks. Even with four or five helicopters flying overhead in succession, none of them discovered us. Except for the Russian soldiers still hotly pursuing us from behind, relatively speaking, it can be considered temporarily safe!

  The prolonged forced march had exhausted everyone's physical strength, and after confirming that the surroundings were temporarily safe, except for a few who stayed behind to keep watch, all the others either squatted or lay on the ground panting heavily.

  The captain's wound began to bleed again, staining half of his body. With the prolonged march, it was no wonder that the captain, who had been as strong as an ox, now looked pale and covered in cold sweat, his body swaying precariously. The farmer quickly pulled out a first-aid kit and performed a simple operation on the captain.

  To be honest, the captain who was seriously injured can persist until now in such a high-intensity march, which shows how strong his willpower is. If it were me, I'm afraid I would have fainted long ago.

  Although I wasn't injured, I felt a bit dizzy, my whole body was soaked in sweat, and my two legs were like lead! My eyes were also a bit blurry, I swallowed hard to moisten my dry throat, and took out the water bottle, but saw Kim Ji-hoon already lying on the ground in a "big" character shape, his chest rising and falling constantly. I couldn't help but laugh! With this kid's previous physical strength, it was already not easy for him to hold on until now.

  "Boom..."

  Another explosion was heard in the distance. The limited amount of explosives we had brought with us were all used up, but the effect was very obvious. Although I didn't know how many casualties the enemy had suffered, it clearly restricted their speed. From time to time, a few landmines made them slow down and be more cautious in their pursuit, not daring to launch a fierce attack. Their marching speed was greatly limited, and the distance between us grew farther and farther apart. Judging from the explosion just now, they should be about 7 or 8 miles away from us. Now we have enough time to rest and recover our strength.

  The bird man sat on the ground and took out a small single-soldier computer from his backpack, tied it to his arm, and connected it to the satellite and headquarters. This 4.0-inch screen special forces notebook computer is not only portable but also powerful, making it very suitable for our team's special warfare. Each of us has one equipped. On the other side, the farmer had already taken out the bullets from the captain's shoulder and re-dressed the wound with antiseptic and bandages. The injury on the captain's shoulder wasn't severe, but the serious blood loss and fatigue had probably left his body extremely weak.