Various small arms of the Indian soldiers poured at the Mi-28n helicopter. Unfortunately, these attacks were of no use to the "Night Sky Hunter". The rain of flying bullets just landed on the outer shell of the helicopter and jumped away like water drops.
Of course, Xiao Bing and Qin Lan would not be merciful to these Indian soldiers. When the Mi-28n took off, one after another S-8 rockets dragged orange flames into the Indian army, launching a fierce carpet bombing, and the high-speed rotating
The shrapnel cut open the bodies of the Indian soldiers mercilessly, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and residual limbs scattered. Countless people howled and struggled in the sea of fire and finally turned into ashes.
Huge smoke clouds rose over the airport, flames were blazing, and artillery roared. With its superior ultra-low-altitude flight capabilities and powerful firepower, the Mi-28 became the master of the Su-30mk airport. Missiles roared tore through the night sky.
, the rockets were like festive fireworks, and the A242 30mm machine gun bullets tore anything it encountered into pieces without hesitation. At this moment, the air force base that the Indian military is proud of became
It became a bloody and horrific killing field.
The old T-80 tank was buried in the flames, the BMP-2 infantry fighting vehicle was torn apart, and the blast of air lifted up countless stumps and broken arms, which fell like rain.
The airport was filled with smoke, the sound of gunfire and the sky-high firelight made people feel that the end of the world had come. The "Night Sky Hunter" left quietly. Due to the S-125 (Sam-3b) "Pechora" stationed outside the airport,
The air missile squadron is the backbone of India's air defense force, so the "Cold Sting Commando" dare not stay too long. They must quickly leave the attack area before the missile locks on the target.
The airborne equipment of the "Night Sky Hunter" is extremely advanced. It can use the world's only terrain tracking system to ensure that the helicopter automatically maintains a high altitude flight over complex terrain at an altitude of 5 to 10 meters, which can largely avoid evasion.
Enemy radar search makes attacks and evacuation more sudden and stealthy.
Xiao Bing was exposed to the Mi-28n armed helicopter for the first time, but it was absolutely easy to control. The feeling was exactly the same as when he was playing with the Cherokee at the anti-terrorist base. Xiao Bing was amazed by the outstanding performance of the "Night Sky Hunter" and drove it.
He couldn't help but curse: "Old Maozi is really not a fucking thing. He gave us all the second-rate goods, but he sold such advanced weapons to Ah San. How can we be friends and brothers? It's all nonsense!"
Han Feng and the soldiers laughed silently when they heard Xiao Bing's "heartfelt words".
As soon as he flew to the edge of the jungle, Han Feng immediately ordered Xiao Bing to land the helicopter in the mountain clearing. He understood that India's anti-aircraft missile troops were not vegetarians. If they were really allowed to escape using the Mi-28n helicopter, those air defense troops would
He could only drown himself by throwing himself into the Ganges River. Although the "Night Sky Hunter" has extraordinary ultra-low-altitude flight capabilities, it still cannot escape the "low blow" equipped with a television camera connected to the S-125 surface-to-air missile system.
) radar surveillance.
Seeing the "Night Sky Hunter" who was invincible just now turn into a huge fireball in the blink of an eye, Xiao Bing was so distressed that he almost shed tears.
Shortly after the "Cold Sting Commandos" disappeared in the jungles of southern Tibet, Indian land and air special forces surrounded them like crazy.
The Su-30mk airfield was riddled with holes, the infantry battalion was completely lost, the "Condor" special forces were wiped out, and only the charred remains of the Russian fighter jets that dominated Asia were left. After hearing the report, India, who was in a meeting,
The Minister of Defense immediately overturned the table and roared hysterically: No matter what the cost, we must find those damn Chinese hiding in the jungle!
To be able to carry out such a wonderful act, the Indian Ministry of Defense has no doubt that the Chinese special forces launched the attack. On the northern border, the Pakistani special forces are pure rookies. Only the mysterious big country in the north dares to play with India. However,
All this requires evidence, and the damn Chinese didn't even leave a corner of their clothes.
This makes it difficult for the army generals who execute the orders. How to find them? Are tens of thousands of troops sent into the primitive jungle to carry out a carpet search? God knows, in that death zone where even the indigenous people are afraid of snakes and scorpions, so many people broke in,
It is no different from dying. Therefore, the task of encircling and tracking the Chinese fell on the "Kalaripayat" special brigade.
However, this time Lord Shiva did not favor the officers and soldiers of "Kalaripayat". They encountered the real devil in this vast and boundless virgin forest.
Huben had been lying in the mud for more than ten hours. His body was covered with mud and covered with various beetles. A broken tropical plant leaf covered his head, only two nostrils were exposed.
Like a piece of rotten wood.
This is the place where Indian soldiers must pass, and they are waiting for the arrival of their prey.
Hu Ben remained motionless, as quiet as the dead mud around him. As time went by, he felt that he was about to suffocate. Only the waves of needle-like pain made him realize that he was still alive. He almost suspected that the blood on his body was about to be suffocated.
The leech had sucked him dry, and he could not see his comrades, although he knew they must be lurking nearby.
In ten days, he killed seven "Kalaripayat" special warriors in a row. When the military thorn penetrated the enemy's throat, he felt the pleasure of killing! The long running, fighting and ambush almost exhausted him.
His physical strength, but he didn't care about it. All he needed to do was to maintain the patience of the hunter, the cunning of the fox and the bravery of the lion. Only in this way could he survive. As for death or being captured, he never thought about it. He
Knowing that Han Feng is by his side, no one can defeat them, not the Americans, not the Japanese, not even the rubbish Indians. China's "Cold Sting Commandos" are the real kings of this world.
Thinking of Han Feng, a smile appeared at the corner of Huben's mouth. In the past ten days, more than fifty Indian "Kalaripayat" soldiers have died in the hands of the boss. This is really an unattainable height. It seems that he can still
You have to work harder.
A small beetle quietly crawled to Hu Ben's nose. Maybe it was tired or wanted to find a cave to escape the scorching heat. It actually swaggered into Huben's nostril.
Huben almost fainted, but he couldn't move. He knew that if he made even the slightest movement, he might be hit in the head by a sudden flying sniper bullet.
Just when Huben was in agony, a slight noise suddenly came from nearby, and Huben's energy suddenly came to him. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably think of this noise as the sound of leaves falling to the ground, but he had crawled through the pile of dead people countless times.
Huben would never think this way, he knew that the prey could finally bear it no longer.
Raja had been hiding in the bushes to observe this quagmire for a long time. He found nothing except half of rotten wood floating in the muddy water. Through the scope above the sniper rifle, he could clearly see the "wood"
There were raging mosquitoes, flies and swarms of beetles. Even though he had undergone cruel jungle training, he was still so sick that he wanted to vomit when he saw so many things crawling around.
He waved his hand, and four soldiers slowly stood up not far from him in front and behind him. Each of them was wearing a jungle camouflage, holding a German MP5 submachine gun or a Scar-L light assault rifle. They formed a wedge-shaped formation to cover alternately, one after another.
Search forward.
"Hurry up! Hurry up..." Hu Ben was about to go crazy from being tortured by the little beetle. He couldn't help but hate the slow-moving Indian soldiers and itched his teeth.
A twig made a clear "click" sound under Raja's feet. This sound was so clear and terrifying in the silent jungle. Raja's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he did not look back.
I could "see" the murderous eyes of my companions, and blood suddenly rushed to my face.
As a well-trained special warrior, Raja made an unforgivable mistake.
It's a pity that life will never give him another chance to correct his mistakes.
In just the blink of an eye, the "wood" in the quagmire flew up into the air, and while Raja was still embarrassed about what had just happened, the sharp military thorn had already stabbed into his throat.
At the same time, two long knives and two military thorns flew out from among the dead leaves, from the tree holes, and from under the rotten humus layer, and penetrated into the "Kalaripayat" special warriors without any hindrance.
body of.
The blood flowers were beautiful and coquettish. At this moment, the vibrant subtropical jungle seemed to have suddenly lost its breath.
There was no gunfire, just primitive cold weapon hunting. In less than half a month, the "Kalaripayat" special brigade, regarded as the "Proud of Heaven" and "Flower of the Army" by the Indian military, lost one hundred people.
Fifty-eight officers and soldiers, the whole country was in an uproar and the entire army was shocked. In order to save the last face, the Indian military had to end this suicidal encirclement and suppression operation.
A massive anti-China wave has broken out across India, and the media has added fuel to the flames, inciting citizens to vow to fight China to the death at all costs.
The Indian government cried to the United States, Russia and the European Union about China's invasion, and begged for assistance with tears. However, the United States was in financial collapse and fell into the quagmire of war in Afghanistan and Iraq. Iran, which had already been hunched over, suddenly became tough and claimed that
Thirty-six J-10 fighter jets were purchased from China, and the situation in the Persian Gulf suddenly changed. The US Secretary of State, who was on fire, was shuttling back and forth between Beijing and Washington. How could he care about the wailing of India? Of course, Russia couldn't care less.
While the United States is busy taking care of itself, it is busy cleaning up its little brothers who have changed their colors! As for the European Union, without China's vast market, they all have to tie their necks. The cold winter in the Western Hemisphere has long taught them to look at the Chinese.
Act with face.
The Indian government wiped away tears and vowed to go it alone, but the intelligence returned by reconnaissance satellites gave them a chill: the Chinese Second Artillery's DF-21C medium-range ballistic missiles and DF-15B short-range surface-to-surface missiles have been deployed
After reaching the plateau, huge groups of Ztz-99 main battle tanks, J-10 and J-11B fighter groups have entered Tibet. Countless weapons, equipment and logistics materials are continuously arriving in Tibet through the Qinghai-Tibet Railway and several highways.
On the frontier, opposite the "McMahon Line", various types of large-caliber artillery have torn off their camouflage, and the frightening short-range tactical missile groups and WS-2 rocket launchers are pointing at the blue sky.
The Indian government backed down. They knew that with its powerful power, the Chinese army could push India back to the Stone Age with just one attack wave. New Delhi could no longer care about the face of democracy and sealed up all the companies clamoring for a decisive war with China in one night.
The Indian media then dispatched an emergency delegation to Beijing to start a new round of border negotiations.
During the negotiation, an Indian military representative said unwillingly: "Seven soldiers from your army invaded our country, blew up the airport, killed countless people, and caused an uproar. Don't you have any explanation?"
A major general of our People's Liberation Army said sternly: "There is no evidence to prove that Chinese soldiers have crossed the border to cause trouble. On the contrary, we have conclusive evidence to accuse the Indian army of causing friction, killing our border residents indiscriminately, and seriously threatening the lives and safety of our people."
To take a step back, even if, as you said, seven Chinese soldiers can turn India upside down, if your country persists in going its own way and continues to cause trouble in southern Tibet, then where will the 2.3 million People's Liberation Army be? No!
Do you know how you view this issue?"
The Indian representative was speechless and lowered his head in shame.
This is the voice of the strong. After more than a hundred years, the Chinese lion finally roared to the world for a long time.
At the same time, Zhao Lantian, the commander of the "Eagle Division", drank up the three large bowls of wine in front of Han Feng in one go. Three kilograms of wine was enough. Mr. Zhao was so drunk that he hugged Han Feng's neck and kept drinking.
Calling "Boss", when Political Commissar Su persuaded him not to drink anymore, he poured half a bowl into his mouth and couldn't even speak: "Afraid of... what? I just drink... drink to death,... there is
Han Feng...the boss is here, and he can kill fucking Ah San with just a flick of his finger..."
Political Commissar Su shook his head with a wry smile. In order to celebrate the triumphant return of the "Leng Jing Commando", Staff Officer Du and Deputy Commander Zhan Ge had already drank. According to Commander Zhao's logic, the way soldiers express respect for heroes is not flowers and applause.
, but the fierce Lao Baigan, in order to welcome the Chinese warriors who returned from "Slaughtering the Elephant", it is worth drinking the entire "Eagle Division" to sleep.
Han Feng smiled. Although he drank a lot, he was very sober. He laughed the happiest when he met such a caring friend.
Qin Lan, Xiao Bing, Long Fei, Huben and the "Eagle and Falcon" sat beside him, all lively and majestic.
Han Feng looked at Huben and Long Fei and smiled happily. During the battle in India, these two little guys seemed to have been reborn, possessing maturity and ability that were not commensurate with their age. Their eyes were cold and their energy was restrained, as if they were hidden in two
Once the sharp light in the sheath makes the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, it will surely intimidate all directions. It seems that only real war is the furnace for tempering steel warriors, but which real warrior is eager for war?
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The "Eagle and Falcon" are still so ruthless, and the "ldh" warriors are indeed different! The "ldh" unrestricted warfare force of the future will surely become a super weapon of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.
Seeing Qin Lan and Xiao Bing, a strong sense of family affection arose spontaneously. What is a brother? In the midst of a hundred battles, giving hope to each other and guarding each other with life, this is the best love in the world.
Tomorrow, they will go back. I wonder if Lin Xue's injury has healed... Where is Qiu Shui? Thinking of Qiu Shui, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth.