My grandfather's mother Li Yunlong beat up Langya at the beginning

Digesting Yi Boka's warning, the old cat frowned tightly and quickly thought about various possibilities in his mind.

"According to insider information, the enemy's emergency attack helicopter is not loaded with live ammunition. Could it be that it took off from the nearest base?"

In his mind, possibilities were proposed one after another, but he then rejected them one by one.

Time is tight and the task is heavy!

The old cat was unable to think carefully about the details. He gritted his teeth and gave the order: "According to the plan, everyone evacuate!"

Following his order, the mercenary team moved swiftly and boarded the off-road vehicle in an orderly manner, like well-trained machines.

Then they drove at full speed towards the border.

The engine of the off-road vehicle roared loudly, like a group of roaring beasts, raising a cloud of dust on the ground.

But even if the off-road vehicle has been modified, there is still a huge gap in speed compared to the armed helicopter.

Not long after, they were targeted by attack helicopters.

The pilot sat in the helicopter cockpit, his eyes cold and determined.

He turned on the onboard loudspeaker and shouted in both languages: "You have entered Chinese territory. Please stop immediately and accept inspection. Otherwise, I will open fire and eliminate you on the spot!"

"You have entered Chinese territory. Please stop immediately and submit to inspection. Otherwise, I will open fire and eliminate you on the spot!"

"........"

Crazy Bull listened to the noisy shouting above his head, his face full of irritation. He scratched his ears irritably, as if a fly had gotten into them, and said dissatisfiedly:

"It's so noisy, it's the same old thing over and over again, I'm tired of hearing it!"

"Dad, kill him!" roared the mad bull.

A short white man, the old man, rolled his eyes and picked up the RPG from the truck bed.

His actions seemed random, but they had a unique sense of rhythm. He put the RPG on his shoulder, looked through the scope, took simple aim, and then pulled the trigger.

huh~~

The anti-aircraft missile flew at an extremely fast speed, leaving a white track in the air. The track was like a line of death, extending straight towards the helicopter.

The Chinese pilot sat in the cockpit, his eyes focused and calm, his hands tightly gripping the joystick, his eyes fixed on the incoming missile.

At this critical moment, he responded quickly with his superb driving skills.

He pulled the joystick hard, and the helicopter flew out to one side like a frightened bird.

The movement was so fast that it was dazzling, and the fuselage almost brushed past the missile's trajectory.

But the crisis is not over. As long as the missile is not detonated, he will still be on the dead list of the King of Hell.

So the pilot did not pause at all, and he immediately made another dive. Under his control, the helicopter rushed downwards like a diving falcon.

The white missile was chasing closely behind, but the pilot kept changing the direction of flight, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes rising, sometimes diving, and finally relied on the thermite bomb loaded on the plane to narrowly avoid the missile's pursuit.

Dad looked up at the sky. The missile lost its direction and exploded in mid-air. Instead of feeling disappointed, he smiled meaningfully and cursed in a low voice:

"Idiot, you don't think this is a simple anti-aircraft missile!"

After saying this, Dad raised his right hand and made an explosion gesture.

"bong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pilot was horrified to find that all the electronic instruments in the cockpit had failed.

The flashing indicator lights on the dashboard suddenly went out, and the buzzing sounds of various instruments also stopped abruptly, leaving only dead silence.

The plane began to fall uncontrollably, and it felt like being suddenly pulled from the clouds into hell by an invisible hand.

The fuselage was shaking violently, making terrifying creaking sounds, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

But how could the guy who could join the emergency team be a common person?

What happens if the electronic equipment fails?

It’s not like we haven’t been through similar emergency operations before!

The driver took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. There was a determination in his eyes, which was the confidence accumulated from countless hard training and actual combat experience.

He gripped the joystick tightly while recalling the emergency operation procedures.

Although the feedback from the joystick had become very strange at this time, he relied on muscle memory to begin trying some basic operations.

He first adjusted the aircraft's attitude, trying to keep it in a certain balance.

Without the aid of electronic instruments, he could only rely on his own feelings and familiarity with the aircraft.

He slightly adjusted the angle of the joystick and tapped the pedals with his feet, like an experienced rider controlling an out-of-control horse.

Under his operation, the shaking of the plane was slightly reduced, but there was still a risk of crashing.

Then he began looking for a suitable landing place.

His eyes quickly scanned the terrain below through the cockpit glass. The military airport was not far away, but it would not be easy to land there safely.

He had to avoid buildings and other obstacles while also taking into account the aircraft's unstable state.

He controlled the direction of the plane while reducing its speed. This was a very dangerous operation because if the speed was too slow, the plane might crash directly, but if the speed was too fast, it would not be able to land accurately.

Carefully adjust the engine power, listen to the sound of the engine, and judge whether the speed is appropriate based on years of experience.

When approaching the military airport, the plane was already at a very low altitude.

At this time, beads of sweat covered the driver's forehead, but his eyes were still focused.

Nearing the ground, he began the final landing maneuver, gently pulling up the joystick in an attempt to land the plane smoothly.

The plane's landing gear slowly lowered, and the moment it touched the runway, there was a harsh friction sound.

Due to the unstable landing state of the aircraft, the landing process was not smooth. The helicopter was almost hit on the runway, making a series of noises.

Then black smoke suddenly came out. I think some parts were deformed, causing the fuel tank to be in a volatile state.

However, at this time, the emergency personnel waiting at the airport arrived. They first carried the pilot to the medical station, and then took out a water pipe to quickly cool down the helicopter.

The driver lay on the stretcher and breathed a sigh of relief. Although his face was full of fatigue, his eyes revealed a sense of joy of victory.

He successfully overcame this huge crisis and brought the plane back to the ground safely with his solid training foundation, superb driving skills and strong psychological quality.