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Chapter 1411 The Ghost Attacks

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    But almost at the same time as the gunboats fired from the air, a thick plume of smoke filled the air below.

    "How is this going?"

    "They used smoke bombs. Oh, and it wasn't just smoke bombs, I detected a lot of heat sources. They must have used something like thermite, which interferes with our missiles. God, who are they?  "The investigators reported.

    "Well, it looks like this is a group of experienced extremist terrorists. They may be from Iraq. I have seen this kind of crude method of dealing with missiles before. Those guys ignited the crude oil and used the heat to attract the missiles.  Heat-seeking missiles. I bet these are some veteran terrorists, we have to kill them! Boys, it¡¯s time to make meritorious deeds, maybe there are big figures from extremist organizations among these people." The co-pilot was excited.

    ¡°First maintain the fire suppression of the cannon, and when I am in the right position, I will use missiles to kill them.¡± The fire control officer turned around and said.

    Immediately, the 40 mm caliber rapid-fire artillery on the aerial gunship also began to show its power, and the road below was blown up into billows of smoke.

    Lin Rui bent over and ran while cursing the Yankee driving the gunship countless times.  Until there were explosions everywhere, he couldn't curse anymore.  Because as soon as you open your mouth, your mouth is full of dirt.  In desperation, the team members could only wrap their heads and faces with camouflage turbans to prevent them from being choked by dust.

    "Ha! I said they are terrorists!" the co-pilot pointed at Lin Rui, who was wearing a turban on the screen. "They must be scouts from some extremist organization who came out to check the road. If there is no problem with the road, then  We'll let those tankers pass. These extremists get their money through smuggled crude oil, so we can't let these bastards get away!"

    Lin Rui was running desperately while making various difficult changes in direction.  The bullets from the Gatling cannon chased and fired behind him, raising clouds of dust.  Suddenly another smoke bomb exploded. The team members used the smoke bomb to rush forward for more than fifty meters and fell into a ditch on the roadside.

    "Bang!" A 40mm-caliber "Bofors" artillery shell exploded not far away from Lin Rui. He was lifted out of the trench by the air wave and fell to the road like a dead fish.  In an instant, Tu Feiyuan felt his body heat up, and the shrapnel rubbed his waist and abdomen, leaving a deep gash on him.

    Lin Rui gritted his teeth, rolled over, and growled, "Keep rushing!" He pressed the wound, and his mood calmed down. The wound only contained blood and muscles that turned outward, which meant that the internal organs were fine.  What he was most worried about was that when he covered the wound, he pressed a mass of internal organs. This was truly a bloody misfortune.  He was not very worried about the flesh injury like this now.

    "Damn, why are you trying to be so strong?" Crazy Horse roared, stretched out his hand to help Lin Rui up and continued running.

    "Where's the sausage? This damn German, has he done it yet?" Sergey yelled back, cursing.

    "It's almost ready, it's almost ready." Sausage's voice was a little nervous, but his hands did not shake at all. He kept nervously fiddling with the device in his hand, and then ran back quickly.  "okay!"

    "Hurry up!" Lin Rui pushed him and started running quickly with Crazy Horse.  The wound on his abdomen was stretched, and blood seeped into the waistband of his trousers along his belt, making the entire waist red.  The location of his injury was just under the bulletproof vest, leaving him unprotected, and the shrapnel from the shell left a deep wound without any hindrance.

    "Damn, they're like rabbits." The U.S. military on the gunboat complained.

    "Hey, I've locked their position." the fire control officer shouted, "I'm going to kill them with missiles!"

    "Fire!" the captain shouted loudly.  Their aerial gunboat is equipped with thirteen people and various weapons. If this can't kill the twenty or so militants below, it will be too embarrassing to spread the news.

    The "Hellfire" missile weighs 48.2 kilograms, has a range of 8 kilometers, and carries a warhead weighing 9 kilograms.  Although the power is not too great, it is enough to destroy armored targets on the ground. It is simply overkill for hitting people.

    "Damn! They launched missiles!" Lin Rui and his team members ran forward, shouting, "Sausage!"

    The German mercenary ran two steps and jumped into the ditch. Then he pressed the remote control in his hand. The work he had been tinkering with for a long time came to fruition.  "

    Bang!  !  !  "The huge explosion interfered with the missile in flight and guided the Hellfire missile to the explosion location. There was a large amount of metal foil in the sausage's explosive device, and the missile was induced to hit a position about two hundred meters behind them.

    It was like flames soaring into the sky, and black smoke and a large amount of sand and dust instantly rose up from the explosion, covering the sky and the sun.

    "Good job, Sausage. You saved everyone!" Lin Rui patted his head,He gritted his teeth and said, "Keep running!" The road was a rolling and crawling one. One side of the road was blown into a mess, but Lin Rui and others managed to escape to a safe zone.

    "Did we kill them?" the US military on the gunboat frowned.

    "Probably, I think there should be at least a few, right?" the captain said, "Report to headquarters, the armed targets have been eliminated. Continue patrolling along the road, let's go, we have other things to do."

    One of the ac-130u "Ghost" air gunboats circled upward and began to turn.  The other one continued to circle for a week before starting to return.  Lin Rui and other members of the O2 team leaned against the ditch in the mountain col.  His head and face were covered with dust.

    "You're injured." Yelena looked at Lin Rui nervously.

    "It's nothing serious." Lin Rui struggled to pull off his body armor and shook his head. "I'm pretty lucky. I was almost disemboweled. This is a blessing from God. At worst, I won't leave a scar. I don't plan on it anyway."  Wear a bikini. Actuary, count the casualties. Actuary, Shogan?¡±

    Lin Rui¡¯s expression changed slightly, ¡°Where is this guy?¡±

    "Here we are, sorry, my ears are still ringing." Jiang An walked over in embarrassment, looked at the group of people, and finally couldn't help laughing.

    "Why are you laughing?" Lin Rui frowned.

    "Reporting to the captain, we were attacked by an aerial gunboat. Miraculously, the entire team was not killed. However, Captain Rick was injured, and the actuary was suspected of suffering a slight concussion and possibly a perforated eardrum." Jiang An lay deep on the ground.  He took a breath and said, "To be honest, I really want to take a good rest."

    "We can't rest, so we have to get up and continue on our way." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Because usually after the US military bombs, it is the time for those extremist terrorists to start their activities."

    "What kind of life is this? Being beaten by Americans and terrorists again." Black Biscuit murmured.

    "Welcome to o2." Crazy Horse patted his shoulder and said, "You still have a lot to learn, kid. This is just a daily side dish, the big meal is yet to come."

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