Chapter 11: The Battle of Wits Helicopter

  "Beep, beep, beep, beep", the urgent alarm sounded in his earpiece, he knew it was a warning that an enemy had locked onto a target, such warnings were always followed by one or two air-to-ground missiles within two seconds.

  "Be careful" was not yet finished, "whooshing" sound, Chengfeng flew to a rapid-fire towards the three rows of anti-aircraft radar array, followed by a "rumbling" sound, one of the anti-aircraft radar in the third row flew into the air with an explosion, and then a black smoke rose into the sky.

  The anti-aircraft missile launcher set up next to the radar was also destroyed, and the soldiers next to the radar were killed on the spot. A severed arm fell beside Cheng Feng, a hand that had just been separated from its body, with fingers still trembling slightly. Cheng Feng knew this belonged to one of his soldiers.

  "Three rows, three rows, shut down radar number two, start shoulder-mounted guidance, lock onto target, prepare to launch. 201202 combat vehicle locks onto target, prepares for second launch." Feng issued the orders rapidly.

  "Three rows received"

  "Received on 2012/02"

  Another shell from the Indian artillery came whizzing in, hitting the armored vehicle launcher right next to the radar site that had just been destroyed. The tank shook violently, followed by a loud "boom", and a burst of orange flames erupted.

  The blast of air instantly knocked Cheng Feng and the small warriors beside him to the ground, while the tank began to burn with a loud crackling sound, and the vehicle commander and radar soldier inside didn't even have a chance to escape.

  At this point, Cheng Feng's anger suddenly erupted, he stood up, helped the little warrior beside him to get up, and simply checked that neither of them was injured, only the lower corner of their armor had been hit by a bullet, leaving a white dent.

  "These scoundrels, if I don't knock you down and avenge the soldiers who died in battle, I won't be Cheng Feng." Cheng Feng cursed to himself.

  In the midst of intense anger, Cheng Feng arrived at a small high ground where Lin Yi was located. An anti-aircraft missile suddenly took off, dragging a white tail, and rapidly flew towards an Indian military armed helicopter. The Indian military armed helicopter that had just launched the missile seemed to be stunned for a moment, then made a left turn, attempting to evade the incoming missile.

  At the same time, Indian military helicopters launched several flares. Under the cover of the exploding flares, Lin Yi's missile followed the flare's residual waves and flew away without hitting its target.

  But the Indian military helicopter's evasion gave Cheng Feng and his team a precious 5 seconds, just these short 5 seconds, this Indian military helicopter became their next target.

  "Three rounds of salvo" Cheng Feng loudly issued the order, and before he had finished speaking, three red fire dragons rose into the air from the third row of anti-aircraft positions, flying quickly towards the Indian military's armed helicopters.

  Indian Army armed helicopter making a sharp left turn to the left, due to excessive speed, the Indian pilot only noticed his own tail and did not have time to deal with the surface-to-air missile launched from the shoulder of a Pakistani soldier.

  But even if it's processed in time, at the current altitude and speed, no matter how good the pilot and plane are, there is simply no way to avoid being hit. If you're hit, all you can do is pray that God doesn't let you get torn apart after being hit.

  Dodged not in time, and crashed into the third row of air-to-air missiles. Three missiles to the left and right, like three avenging swords, instantly shot tens of thousands of irregular fragments into the armed helicopter.

  With a loud "Boom! Boom! Boom" explosion, the first armed helicopter of the Indian Army was destroyed, and the wreckage of the plane smoked with black smoke, falling to the ground with a "Boom", immediately raising a cloud of dust.

  However, at the same moment when the first armed helicopter of the Indian Army was shot down, the second armed helicopter following behind discovered the launch site of Lin Yi and others, quickly launching two shells. At the same time, a string of rockets also hit the anti-aircraft position on the small highland of Lin Yi and the No. 2 radar station of the third row.

  It turned out that after losing the obvious heat energy signal, the second Indian military armed helicopter could only attack based on the rough attacking route of the first helicopter, and the ground-to-air missile aimed at the Indian No. 1 aircraft was the most important when the No. 2 aircraft arrived.

  Because in terms of distance, that guided missile was the closest to itself and also reflected the shortest time, so after firing two air-to-ground missiles at the three launch sites and Lin Yi's small high ground, the Indian military's No. 2 machine fired a string of rockets at the attack point on Lin Yi's launch site again.

  A series of "boom boom boom" explosions sounded continuously, and the explosion occurred near the position where Lin Yigang had just launched the missile. Several columns of black smoke rose with a "whoosh whoosh" sound, followed by intense explosions that shook the three rows of anti-aircraft positions, which were shrouded in smoke for a time.

  The shell hit the three-row anti-aircraft position, directly destroying the No. 2 radar on the third row of the launch site that had already been shut down. The fragments of the shell also directly hit the three gunners next to the radar, and the three soldiers were sacrificed in an instant. Various shattered launching parts, guns, and human limbs flew into the air.

  "This is the end, Lin Yi is probably done for," Cheng Feng thought to himself. But just as the third row of anti-aircraft positions was hit by the Indian army, another Indian anti-aircraft missile suddenly rose into the air from a location not far to the right of Lin Yi's high ground.

  This missile flew rapidly towards the second Indian aircraft and within less than a second of this missile, the second missile was launched from this small hill.

  Two shells, one in front and one behind, 'roared' and rushed straight towards Indian Army No. 2 machine.

  "Has this kid changed positions?" Cheng Feng's heart skipped a beat, and before he could even shout "Fire!", the two launchers behind him also simultaneously launched three surface-to-air missiles.

  Three guided missiles intertwined together, along with the two guided missiles launched by Lin Yi, a total of five guided missiles flying towards the second armed helicopter of the Indian military. The distance was too far, otherwise Cheng Feng would have liked to see the look on this bandit's face before being hit.

  "These damned armed helicopters, in such a short time, have caused themselves such great losses. If I don't take you down, I'm not Cheng Feng."

  "Boom" again, several explosions sounded, the second armed helicopter of the Indian Army was hit by four missiles at the same time. The last missile launched by the third row was a bit late and missed the target, flying directly through the smoke and debris, flying out dozens of meters, finally self-destructing under the operator's control. The rotor blades of the hit helicopter were blown off, the entire body burst open, emitting smoke and crashing to the ground head-on.

  "Hmph, serves you right, trash!" Cheng Feng cursed as he began to inspect the damage on his own camp.