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"Target found, [-] kilometers ahead." A French weapon weapon operator reported.

"Remember, we are not destroying them, we are destroying their engines and forcing them to stop. After they stop, we pay attention to the figure of the person. We will shoot and kill men, but never women." Villefort got off Order.

Two Spitfires roared over the two trucks, the French pilots began to turn their sights, and the cross never left the two trucks.

"Go around and attack the car's engine from the side. Be careful not to blow up the car. The Iranians want us to stay alive." Villefort ordered.

Two Spitfires caught up with the car from the side. The plane turned slowly, and the chain cannon under the belly rotated, aiming at the engine positions of the two trucks.

"Attack!" Villefort spit out gum and gave the order coldly.

"Dong dong dong dong", the two Spitfire fighters each fired two short bursts, and the two black grenades drew an inclination of about 60 degrees in the air, accurately hitting the engine of Zheng Jiemin's car. The French chose Armor-piercing projectiles, not high-explosive projectiles, armor-piercing projectiles are actually not as effective against vehicles without any armor protection as against armored vehicles. Two shells hit the car engine and did not cause an explosion, but the car engine cover was blown away. Going out, the shell hit the engine, and the truck stalled on the side of the road.

"Damn it! There are enemy planes attacking us." Zheng Jiemin shouted.

The agent on the back of the car picked up the Stinger individual grenadier and just aimed at the enemy plane, but was attacked preemptively by the opponent. Several shells pierced his body and tore him to pieces.

"Threat removed, ready to attack." Villefort gave an order to the other pilots.

The two Spitfires hovered in the low sky, and the chain cannons under the belly showed ferocious fangs. As soon as they found a target worthy of their attack, they would not hesitate to pour the shells over.

Both cars had been turned off, and the Iranian and French vehicles chasing behind had already caught up. Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, Zheng Jiemin was very anxious.

"Damn! It seems that something has locked me." A French pilot suddenly let out a scream.

"It's the machine gun, the machine gun is locking us." The French weapons operator also let out a terrified cry.

"Where is the enemy plane?" Villefort asked.

A French weaponry operator replied: "In the air, it seems that the plane locked us."

Before the words were finished, two fire dragons suddenly shot out from behind a black cloud. The dense cannon bullets spit out flames and roared towards a hapless Spitfire.This special anti-attack aircraft cannon attacks the most vulnerable wing part of the Spitfire. Once hit, no matter how powerful the Spitfire is, it will crash.

Two groups of gorgeous fireworks jumped out of the night sky. With two huge explosions, the left wing of the Spitfire was blown off. Like a sparrow with broken wings, the fighter fell heavily to the ground, dragging long black smoke.Because it was not high from the ground, the fighter plane did not explode after it fell, but when the two French pilots were struggling to get out of the wreckage of the plane, several rockets were suddenly fired from the sky, hitting the wreckage of the plane accurately. The explosive ammunition and aviation kerosene burned the two pilots together with the plane to coke!

"It's over, Pierre and the others are over!" Faced with the sudden change, Villefort had no idea at all, and the cheerful and happy feeling just now was gone.

Fernando yelled, "They lost a bet with me, and it looks like the money will never go anywhere."

"I still need money, sit still, we'll talk if we survive." Villefort roared.

The dark Spitfire pulled up and flew towards a big tree. At this time, two rockets were fired from behind quickly. Seeing that the momentum was not good, the Spitfire suddenly lowered its altitude and burrowed into the bushes.

The rocket missed its target and crashed into the woods and exploded into two huge fireballs. "Boom! Boom!"

"Their rockets should have been fired, it's our turn to perform." Villefort pulled up the plane.

The figure of a Black Falcon attack helicopter appeared on the screen of the Spitfire, showing a pale green figure on the screen.Pulling up from behind the tree, Villefort tried to lock on to the helicopter firing the airborne high-explosive grenade, but heard the sound of an aircraft rotor behind him.

The second Black Falcon attack helicopter poked its dark body out from behind the bushes, and the chain cannon under its belly had turned around, aiming at Villefort's Spitfire.

Villefort opened his eyes wide in horror, and exclaimed: "My God, I read it right, right? Could it be the legendary helicopter?"

The attack helicopter that arrived was the Black Falcon helicopter that took off from the Tornado aircraft carrier. The pilot flew close to the sea. The old air defense systems of the Iranian Air Force could not detect the Chinese helicopters entering their territory at ultra-low altitude.

"No!" Villefort hurriedly pulled up the helicopter.

"嗞嗞嗞" There was a burst of machine gun hissing like a cracking silk, and the flying shells passed by the Spitfire. Several of the shells were three meters away from the Spitfire. The proximity fuze took effect, and the fragments "ding" Clanking" hit the armor of the Spitfire, making a crisp metal crash.

Another Black Falcon attack helicopter also turned, and the two helicopters pinched Villefort's Spitfire.Seeing that the situation was not good, Villefort hurriedly fled in the plane.

The goal of the black falcon's mission was not to breathe fire, so it did not continue to chase.

At the same time that two Black Hawk helicopters were attacking the Spitfire, two Black Hawk multipurpose helicopters had arrived in front of the Iranian convoy chasing Chinese agents. Out of two six-barreled machine guns.

With the rhythmic sound of the electric motor, the barrel of the machine gun rotated rapidly, and the hot shell casings rained down on the metal floor in the cabin. Scarlet flames spewed out from the muzzle, and the bullets like flowing water splashed towards the Iranian convoy.

The rapid-fire machine gun with a rate of fire of up to 6000 rounds per minute caused sparks and flesh to fly in the convoy, and the dozen or so Iranian military vehicles rushing ahead suddenly turned over.

Middle East Storm Chapter 783 Black Falcon VS Spitfire

The driver of a jeep and Iranian agents and police officers in the passenger seat were all beaten to a pulp. The jeep crashed head-on into the side of the road and burst into flames from leaking gasoline.Immediately afterwards, the tire of the second jeep was punctured, and the out-of-control car crashed into a big tree on the side of the road.

The heavily armed Marine Corps Special Forces slid down from the helicopter with a rope and ran towards the two trucks that had been paralyzed by the roadside.A light armored vehicle rushed over, but only a fire dragon roared away, hitting the armored vehicle accurately, and the armored vehicle immediately turned into a dazzling fireball.

At this time, the remaining Spitfire had long since fled without a trace, and the two Black Falcon attack helicopters turned around and turned back. Locust-like cannonballs roared out, and fireballs of all sizes burst out. Numerous fragments, Iranians and Frenchmen were torn to shreds one after another, and vehicles were ignited by high-explosive shells.

A round of machine shells attacked and turned the road into a blazing fire dragon.

Machine gun bullets splashed into the crowd like the meteor shower of chained machine guns, and bursts of blood sprayed everywhere. The fragile military uniforms of the Iranians were torn into pieces at once, while the more powerful chained machine gun shells shattered the whole people. Beat into a mass of flying flesh and blood fragments.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the fast-moving French agents and Iranian police had already turned their cars and fled, leaving only those reckless Iranian Savak agents who wanted to attack the helicopter like moths flying to a flame.

The pilot of the Black Falcon attack helicopter turned the sight, and in the faint green sight, there were light green figures in the center of the crosshairs. The pilot pressed the cannon button, and the fire snakes danced viciously up and down, left and right. Wherever he went, the Iranians were all flesh and blood.

With the aid of the faint firelight, the machine gunners on the Black Hawk multi-purpose helicopter, all the living forces in front of them are as conspicuous as the targets in the daytime. shredded.

The various automatic weapons in the hands of the special forces soldiers who landed on the ground shot dark red bullet marks one after another, and the Iranians who hit them fell down one after another like cut wheat.

Unwilling to fail, the Iranians fired at the Black Falcon attack helicopter. The bullets hit the helicopter's armor and only spattered sparks.The Iranians' weak counterattack attracted a fierce blow, and they were immediately torn into countless pieces by the fierce chain cannon.

Rezai hid behind a smoking car and looked at the terrifying scene in front of him. Only then did he realize that his "allies" the French had already disappeared without a trace, and they did not carry any anti-aircraft weapons. Weapons, in desperation, had no choice but to loudly order their defeated soldiers to retreat.

Four helicopters cooperated with the special forces of the Marine Corps to suppress the enemy's firepower, and the special forces soldiers in charge of rescue rushed to the front of the mini-truck where the Chinese agents were located.A soldier opened the car door and shouted: "Brothers inside, here we come!"

"Bihui, wake up, we are saved!" Zheng Jiemin shook the seriously injured Jin Bihui vigorously.

"I'm so sleepy..." Jin Bihui said weakly.

"You can't sleep! You can't wake up if you fall asleep." Zheng Jiemin felt that the other party's body temperature was dropping, so he called her loudly.

Two Marine Corps special forces opened the car door, and Zheng Jiemin said to them: "Hurry up, take her away."

"Sir, are you not leaving?" a soldier asked.

Zheng Jiemin replied: "I can't go yet, the Chinese in Tehran are still waiting for us, I have to go back and continue my mission!"

"Okay! Then you must take care of yourself," said the soldier.

Two soldiers quickly opened the stretcher and carried Jin Bihui onto the stretcher, while the other two soldiers rushed to the helicopter with Tang Baoyue.

Seeing the plane's flashing night lights disappearing into the sky, Zheng Jiemin said silently, "Bihui, you must be fine."

Zheng Jiemin and the surviving Chinese agents dodged into the woods on the side of the road, drove all night, and marched non-stop in the direction of Tehran.

Four helicopters flew over the pitch-black sea.

"Check the blood type and prepare for blood transfusion." In the dimly lit cabin, a team doctor said.