Chapter 26: Burning flame

There was still no answer, and the cursor on the screen did not move at all. Ye Zhiqiu's voice was a little tight. He had already predicted the Marines' damage, but he could never have imagined that it would reach the level of annihilation in any case. This confidence came not only from Yang Xiao's call just now, but also from his observation of the situation on the battlefield.

Basically, the distribution of Marines is aggressive, that is, judging from the distribution of Marines, they should be besieging the Japanese. It is difficult to fake it on this, not that the Marines can maintain a suppression state by showing courage. Because when both sides start, they will consciously maintain the contact surface unless the Japanese are a group of rookies, and happen to be their commander is a turtle, and they are just trying to make an idea that they can't stick to.

So from the cursor distribution that indicates the Marines' position on the LCD screen, Ye Zhiqiu took it for granted that Yang Xiao's side was on the offensive, so he would not believe that his team members had lost the ability to act.

So while Ye Zhiqiu was calling continuously, he unknowingly increased the radius of circling and diving to extend the attack preparation time. At this moment, he finally heard Yang Xiao's voice coming from the communicator: "What are you doing?" His voice was very calm and he couldn't hear how his physical condition was.

Ye Zhiqiu was shocked and immediately realized that he had lost his composure. As a senior commander, his mentality is very dangerous now. He has been fighting alone in a foreign country for a long time, and he has a task that he can't see hope at all. He finally found a companion, and he is still full of doubts and cannot trust him. All of these made him feel a little dependent when he saw Yang Xiao and others. If he was just an ordinary soldier, then this mentality is not surprising, but with his current identity, such psychological problems should not occur.

He took a deep breath and replied calmly: "The attack began." No sound came out of the communicator.

The process of breaking away from the first blu-118b was very smooth. It was not the first time Ye Zhiqiu threw such things. He had done it twice at Ford Richardson last time. Although he had never experienced throwing bombs with fighter jets when he was in China, he at least did not lack theoretical experience. Due to inertia, airdrop bombs require professional skills. Ye Zhiqiu did not have such skills, so he chose to drop bombs at low altitude and low speed.

The blu-118b is equipped with a double fuse, but the violent collision between the bullet body and the ground has left the delayed fuse with no chance to play a role. The touch fuse detonated immediately. First, the fuel in the bullet body spreads rapidly, and then burns violently. A bright fireball quickly generates, flames rage, and heat waves attack. Ye Zhiqiu even felt the negative pressure affected by the fuselage when it detached.

Air fuel bombs are studied for combat between mountains and tunnels. The effect used in open areas actually has a great discount. However, it is obvious that the Japanese arranged superficial positions in this area. For the sake of concealment, the vegetation on the positions was not only not cleared, but also strengthened. Although the people on the edge of the attack range escaped the high temperature and suffocation of the fuel bombs, they were immediately surrounded by the ignited vegetation.

Ye Zhiqiu had only time to glance at the few fire people emerging from the position, and found two people jumping from another position. One of them was holding a Type 62 general-purpose machine gun without a bipod in his hand, and shot at him.

Although Ye Zhiqiu is only more than 400 meters tall, there is still no pressure on such heroic behavior. The Type 62 general machine gun is only more than 20 kilograms without the bullet link. With the Japanese's small body and the effective range of Type 62, holding the Type 62 general machine gun to the air, it means that the existence of force is the purpose of showing the existence of force. Whether it can hit the target depends on the character of the person. Not only does it look at the character of the shooter, but also on the character of the person being hit. Ye Zhiqiu asked himself that his character has always been good and he had no time to pay attention to him, because his attention was attracted by another person.

The other person was about ten meters away from the machine gun shooter. What he was carrying was the Type 93 individual air defense missile that Ye Zhiqiu had easily escaped.

Ye Zhiqiu is not as worried about this kind of missile as he is about Poisonous Sprite, but his condition is actually very bad now. The F15, which is in a continuous attack state, not only has insufficient flight altitude and is not fast. With a load of nearly eight tons, his acceleration ability is not as good as that of a missile. Unless he can make a quick decision, he will throw down the remaining two bombs now.

Of course he was reluctant to throw the bomb. The two men appeared on his flank, and the cannon could not hit them. In an instant, Ye Zhiqiu decided to take a bet on the radar illumination warning sound that had just begun to sound. The primary guidance of Type 93 was infrared. It took several seconds to ten seconds before launching the missile to lock the target. The Japanese launchers jumped out of the bunker to lock themselves. It must be because they flew too low and the shooter was blocked by the terrain and could not lock the target continuously, so they took the risk of jumping out.

Although Ye Zhiqiu had no way to stop him from launching, he could seize time. He killed the shooter before the missile completed the posture adjustment. As long as the missile could not complete the primary guidance, he could only be a headless fly, which would not be a threat to him. This method is simple to say, but it is not so easy to actually operate. At his current speed, it takes at least four or five seconds to complete the steering, which is enough for the other party to complete the illumination. So Ye Zhiqiu made up his mind and pushed the joystick forward while driving the extra force.

The f15 trembled violently. At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly noticed that another person jumped on the position under the fuselage. The man was only wearing a military vest and shorts. The familiar camouflage style made Ye Zhiqiu recognize that he belonged to his comrades at a glance.

The newly emerging soldier carried a Type 03 assault rifle and made a rolling move on the ground, avoiding a bush, and immediately fired. At a distance of 300 meters, the Type 03 rifle was of considerable accuracy and lethality. Almost at the same time as the gunshots, gunshots also sounded on the Japanese position. A blood mist broke out on the Japanese launcher and the soldier at the same time. At least four or five guns on the Japanese position hit the warrior who had no protection ability at the same time. The bullet pushed his body and threw it out. From his appearance to his fall, it took only one or two seconds. The Japanese shooter fell directly to the ground on his back because of the drag of the launch vehicle. The individual missiles on his shoulders did not even have the chance to fire them.

Seeing the soldier's death in order to clear the opponent's individual missiles, Ye Zhiqiu cursed angrily. There would be deaths every second on the battlefield, but when the sacrifice of his comrades was related to his actions, it was unacceptable. Moreover, judging from the warrior's voluntary situation, his original situation must be very dangerous, so he threw away the combat suits that were burdened by the operation. However, this is actually no different from Yinjiu's quenching thirst. Even if he did not die under the Japanese gun, he would die from the ubiquitous spore infection.

Ye Zhiqiu had no time to swear. Although the radar illumination alarm in the cabin had stopped at this time, the altitude warning instrument had already started to whistle, and warning signs representing dangerous heights also appeared on the flat display. It is estimated that the designers of the f15 never thought that someone would circumvent at a height of 400 meters with force.

Ye Zhiqiu's steering movement was as helpful as God. If it was recorded, it would definitely be included in the Air Force's tactical tutorial. However, the soldier's sacrifice did not affect him. When he should have used the blu-118b hanging under the wing on the other side, he pulled out the safety button at the center line of the belly of the machine by chance.

Staring at the ground whizzing in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu pulled the joystick and pressed the button hard.

The six-ton ​​gbu-82 hit the ground almost the moment it left. A few strings of bullets flew past the f15's flew over the f15 in a desperate call. The f15, which was burning afterburned suddenly became lighter, was like a rabbit hitting an arrow on his butt, and instantly rose by nearly a hundred meters. Ye Zhiqiu felt his head buzzing, his eyes were pitch black. He immediately realized that his acceleration was too high and had exceeded the limit of the human body's tolerance. Unfortunately, this understanding was meaningless to him. Just as he thought of this, he fainted.
Chapter completed!