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The two armor-piercing warheads weighed 136 kilograms, and the entire launch weight of the anti-tank missile reached 298 kilograms. When it was separated from the fuselage, the entire armed helicopter became lighter.

Two missiles trailing white smoke quickly caught up with the ground-dwelling basilisk slithering on the ground.

Given its huge body, it is very difficult for a missile to deviate from its target.

"boom!"

There was a series of eardrum-tearing explosions as the missiles hit the basilisk solidly.

The high-energy jet tore through its tough scales. Even though its power was greatly reduced by layers of spiritual energy, it still created a hideous wound, and blood gushed out.

The ground-dwelling basilisk controlled its muscles to seal the wound and let out an angry roar.

It was greeted by a hail of whistling bullets.

The thick shells fell from the helicopter with a loud noise. The 30mm tungsten core armor-piercing bullet with strong armor-piercing ability only caused a little blood on the basilisk's body.

A sense of foreboding flashed through the basilisk's mind. It hadn't imagined that in just a hundred years, humans had developed such a formidable force. This strange iron bird couldn't kill it, but if it dragged on, these humans might bring in even more powerful weapons.

"We must fight quickly!"

An idea flashed through its mind, and it gave up fighting with Song You. After a period of serpentine acceleration on the ground, it suddenly took off and flew towards the heavy helicopter that was taking off at full speed.

After only a brief delay, the heavy helicopter had created enough distance that the basilisk could no longer reach it.

"Eat shit, monster! Haha!"

Rock, the pilot of the heavy helicopter, shouted loudly to the basilisk behind him.

At this moment, a suffocating inhalation sound suddenly echoed through the air. It was the serpent monster inhaling, its chest expanding to its limit.

The next moment, it spat out a black jet of psychic energy at an extremely fast speed, directly hitting the heavy helicopter that had already flown away, blowing off the helicopter's rotor and the upper half of the fuselage.

The red warning light flashed at an extremely high frequency.

"Fuck!"

The helicopter in the air was shaking violently, the cabin was filled with choking smoke, and some parts were emitting terrifying flames, as if it had arrived in hell.

The co-pilot's hands drooped limply, his head sliced ​​off by flying debris, and the gushing blood dyed half the cockpit red. Only Rock, the pilot, was trying his best to maintain the helicopter's balance.

Most helicopters don't have ejection seats, as the rotors above are more than capable of crushing any ejected crewmembers. Blowing up the rotors before ejecting increases the technical complexity. Furthermore, most helicopters are shot down at extremely low altitudes, ranging from tens to hundreds of meters.

Ejecting from an ultra-low altitude is a very dangerous thing. Without sufficient altitude to open the parachute, crew members can easily fall to their death or be seriously injured.

Therefore, most helicopters have enhanced anti-fall performance to protect the crew to the greatest extent in the event of a crash.

On the windshield that was mostly stained red with blood, one could see the yellow-brown earth getting closer and closer. The helicopter could not hold on for much longer.

Rock had no choice but to hold his body tightly, waiting for the impact.

"boom!"

The sturdy carbon fiber ceramic body dragged a long mark on the ground, flattening the weeds along the way.

After sliding for more than 30 meters, the helicopter was finally stuck by a big tree.