Chapter 17: The Utter Madman

  At the critical moment, a rifle swept across an arc and heavily slammed onto Zhao Ziyang's body. A large amount of force transmitted from the rifle, causing Zhao Ziyang to take a small step back to the side.

  A loud "clang" sound, the bullet whizzed past, striking the earth and rocks behind him.

  Zhao Ziyang, who narrowly escaped death, immediately took off in a frantic sprint, dodging the helicopter's cannon fire.

  "Hurry! Hurry into the woods!" Dao Feng shouted loudly, throwing away his rifle and waving vigorously at Zhao Ziyang.

  At this time, Zhao Ziyang did not want to enter the mountain forest to find cover, but the short distance of tens of meters from the mountain forest made it impossible for him to move forward. The helicopter hovering above his head fired at him with its machine gun and cabin-mounted heavy machine gun, forcing him to make tactical movements to avoid being hit, and he simply couldn't rush over.

  The enemy must first take him out outside the mountain forest, and then launch a pursuit against those lurking inside. Armed helicopters are the nemesis of infantrymen, and it's hard to survive once you're locked in their sights.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat..." A Tiger helicopter hovered in the air, its tail swishing back and forth above Zhao Ziyang's head, as a heavy machine gun suddenly spewed out a fierce tongue of flame.

  "Bang!" A steel-cored armor-piercing bullet shot out of Angel's gun barrel, spinning at high speed towards the helicopter's tail wing.

  With a loud clang, the armor-piercing bullet directly penetrated the helicopter's tail wing, and a piece of the propeller burst out, making a whirring sound as it plunged into the ground.

  As the tail wing suffered heavy damage, the helicopter shook several times, lost its previous balance, and tilted to the left.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat..." The machine gun's repeated shots lost their mark and hit empty air.

  Ao Mo and Dao Feng took this opportunity to rush out together to rescue Zhao Zi Yang.

  "Damn it!" Zhao Ziyang stared at the helicopter, cursing with his mouth open, his eyes full of anger, and swiftly extended his middle finger towards the helicopter.

  "You idiot, you're crazy!" Ao Mo grabbed Zhao Ziyang's arm and shouted loudly: "This plane has lost its tail wing balance system, we don't have much time!"

  What Ao Mo said was right. After the tail rotor stopped working, the helicopter immediately activated its balance system and stabilized its massive body again, slowly turning its head towards them.

  "I'm not crazy." Zhao Ziyang calmly stared at the helicopter and said, "We can't get rid of this helicopter, it's hard to escape even if we enter the mountains."

  "!" The blade edge cursed and shouted at Zhao Ziyang: "Do you think you can take down this helicopter?"

  "Alright!" Zhao Ziyang nodded heavily, his eyes becoming even calmer.

  Zhao Ziyang once witnessed a wolf successfully hunting an eagle, which was a desperate wolf on the grassland. It cunningly lay on the grass to attract the eagle's attention, with its slightly closed wolf eyes as cold as a thousand-year-old iceberg. When the circling eagle swooped down to grab it, the wolf suddenly stretched out its mouth and bit off the eagle's neck, turning an impossible feat into reality.

  At this time, Zhao Ziyang was the hungry wolf that could capture eagles, and the helicopter was the eagle he wanted to capture, it was his food.

  "Special forces, you're a madman!" Ao Mo cursed loudly at Zhao Ziyang and turned to flee into the mountains.

  He's not crazy, he really doesn't have the leisure to accompany Zhao Ziyang, this madman, in playing here. This kid's middle finger has already irritated the helicopter.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!......" The adjusted Tiger helicopter flew over with a menacing air, ready to use its fierce firepower to tear the three people's bodies apart.

  "Run!" The blade edge rushed towards Zhao Ziyang and let out a loud roar.

  However, Zhao Ziyue didn't move at all, just standing there staring dead at the incoming Tiger helicopter.

  "Bastard! Son of a bitch!" The knife edge cursed Zhao Ziyang fiercely and put him down, then rushed into the mountain forest.

  This is a special soldier who looks for his own death, and can't blame others. As teammates, they have done their best.

  "Madman, madman......" Scythe Hand and Spark stared at Zhao Zi Yang in disbelief, muttering to themselves.

  Everyone in the mercenary group is crazy, but no one dares to provoke an armed helicopter like this, because such provocation is purely seeking death! No, special forces are not crazy, they're just stupid, a normal person would never do this.

  "That son of a bitch!" Angel's eyes blazed with anger as she slammed her fist into the trunk.

  If Zhao Ziyang were in front of her, she would definitely use the butt of her gun to smash this self-righteous guy's jaw. Underestimating oneself is the biggest taboo for mercenaries, and she had long taught Zhao Ziyang how to better preserve himself on the battlefield.

  Facing the helicopter's machine gun, Zhao Ziyang stared at the large-caliber bullets shot out of the barrel, watching them rush towards him in a straight line.

  Zhao Ziyang also thought he was a thorough madman, from the day he joined the Mercenary Corps of Lurkers. Since he was a madman, he had to be crazier than anyone else; otherwise, this madman might as well not exist.

  "You!" Zhao Ziyang made a mouth shape that anyone could understand towards the helicopter, and then suddenly turned around, his body darting into the mountain forest like a cheetah.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat..." The exploding bullets chased after his butt, shooting out a long line of bullet holes on the ground.

  The people on the Tiger helicopter were about to go crazy, they had never met infantry who dared to challenge an armed helicopter. Most importantly, this challenger first gave them the middle finger and then scolded them with the most vicious language, it was simply infuriating, how could he be allowed to escape unscathed?

  When the helicopter chased Zhao Ziyang to the entrance of the mountain forest, the crazy Zhao Ziyang dodged a string of bullets and made another extremely insulting gesture: he put his hands on his waist and fiercely made a provocative gesture towards the helicopter.

  This action is no longer a greeting to his mother, but a greeting to his mother and then fuck her.

  After finishing this action, Zhao Ziyang rushed straight into the helicopter with a smile, taking advantage of the shelter of the trees to rush towards the mountain forest.

  The helicopter chasing Zhao Ziyang immediately flew over the mountain forest. Due to the high density of trees in the mountain forest, they had to lower the helicopter to a certain altitude to find the target and attack. The rotor kicked up strong winds that blew the trees eastward, and the machine gun on the bow fired wildly.

  "Ka-ba, ka-ba, ka-ba......" Branch after branch of the thick tree was struck by the bullet and fell down one after another.

  Under the intense firepower sweep, the trees on the edge of the mountain forest were shaved clean like a razor. In this case, Zhao Ziyang's body lost the shelter of the trees and was exposed.

  Zhao Ziyang had no intention of escaping and there was no fear on his face, instead he revealed a brilliant smile.

  The people on the helicopter noticed Zhao Ziyang's movement and saw that he was holding a thin rope in his hand.

  "No good, take off! Take off!" On the helicopter, an enemy showed a surprised expression, loudly shouting to urge the pilot to take off.

  He suddenly remembered what was here - there were landmines, laid by their own hands.

  "Bye-bye!" Zhao Ziyang waved his hand at the helicopter and suddenly pulled hard on the rope in his hand.

  "Boom!" A landmine exploded instantly.

  As this landmine exploded, the connected mines all exploded one after another.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The deafening explosion sounds continued to ring out, the ones buried in the ground, hung on trees, anti-infantry jumping mines, instantaneous fuses... all exploded within a few seconds.

  The helicopter hovering above the minefield was hit by hundreds of mine fragments in an instant, its rotor blades were cut off, and its weakest underside was penetrated. With the high temperature and air energy generated by the explosion, the once-mighty aircraft was swallowed up by the explosions of dozens of mines and crashed into the mountainside.

  A loud "boom" shook the air, and a black-red flame shot straight up into the sky. The plummeting Tiger helicopter was no match for the intense explosion, and those inside were incinerated by the high temperatures of the flames.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The explosion didn't stop, the air-to-air missiles on board exploded one after another, fiercely pushing the flames up again by dozens of meters.

  "Hahaha......" The surrounding trees let out a pained moan, all the trees within a radius of thirty meters instantly becoming bare and being brutally shaved flat by the scattered bullet fragments.

  A fierce heat wave swept over, forcing the Black Eagles and others to press their bodies firmly on the ground, holding their breath to avoid this explosive heat wave.

  As the heat wave rolled over, the explosion gradually subsided, and the huge flames turned into clusters of black smoke, slowly rising and floating in the sky above Vogel Island. The pungent gunpowder smoke dispersed the salty sea smell, signaling that the crazy battle had begun.

  The helicopter crash site has changed beyond recognition, turning into a massive crater with a radius of about 10 meters. Inside the crater lies the skeletal remains of the plane, with charred earth and stones beneath it, emitting faint white smoke, accompanied by the occasional crackling sound of burning trees...

  Outside the crater lay a large tree that had been blown down, its branches drooping limply to show they had lost their vitality.

  The mercenaries looked at the scene in front of them, which had been baptized by cannon fire, and their hearts were filled with shock: that madman did it!

  A crawling body emerged laboriously from under a tree, becoming the focus of the mercenary's eyes.

  With a flash, Angel's body darted over like lightning, dashing to the front of Zhao Ziyang who had just crawled up, staring at him with a pair of blue sapphire eyes.

  Zhao Ziyang's face was covered in gunpowder, but he smiled at An Qi'er with a bright white smile that contrasted sharply with his darkened cheeks.

  "It's done." Zhao Ziyang patted his head, making sure he wasn't missing any parts, and used his sleeve to wipe away the fresh blood seeping from his two ears.

  With a loud "crack", Angie wielded the sniper rifle, slamming the butt of the gun into Zhao Ziyang's chin, sending his body flying in an arc and crashing heavily to the ground.

  "Boom", Zhao Ziyang, who had just landed, kicked An Qi'er again and looked at the little girl in surprise as she walked away with her butt twisted and gun in hand without saying a word.

  "Special soldier, good job!" Hei Ying walked over and stretched out his right hand to pull Zhao Zi Yang up. After quickly checking his body, he said: "But Night Rose didn't go easy on you, you left the team and almost got yourself killed."

  Zhao Ziyang could only see the black eagle's beak moving, but his two ears couldn't hear anything. He was too close to the explosion point, and the eardrums of both ears were shattered.

  "Heh heh......" Zhao Ziyang smiled and patted his butt, shouldering his gun and walking forward.

  His ears were ringing, and he didn't notice the other mercenaries' gazes had all changed. If they used to look at him as a newcomer before, now they directly jumped to looking at him with the gaze of looking at a strong person.

  One person can take down an armed helicopter under certain conditions, but not everyone dares to confront an armed helicopter head-on on the ground. Such a person will be respected, even if they didn't take down the helicopter.

  The term "crazy" has another meaning: courage!