"Blair, hurry down, drill into the ravine, and do maneuvering to avoid flying."
Major Martin gritted his teeth and hurriedly ordered.
As soon as Blair pushed the joystick, the UH1D helicopter plunged headlong into a narrow valley.
"UH1D helicopter listen, we are ordered to shoot you down, hehe" The smug laughter of the J-6 fighter pilot came from the wireless intercom.
A barrage of cannon guns swept from behind, and a piercing screech of jets swept through the air.
Blair, a helicopter pilot with rich combat experience, pulled the joystick sharply, and the helicopter dodged to the right side, dodging the dense rain of bullets, but still two 20mm machine shells pierced the helicopter's fuselage, tearing off the cabin door on the left side, and the cold air "whirred" into the cabin.
"Someone has been hit," Feng Sheng screamed.
Han Sheng hurriedly handed the baby and the suction cartridge in his arms to Feng Sheng, and looked down to see that the back of the Thai soldier beside him had been pierced and torn in the neck, and he was killed instantly.
"Major Martin, let's surrender, or we'll be killed," Mr.
Lu hurriedly shouted in English.
"Admiral Ben is bold here, who dares to be so unreasonable" Fei Zombie Old Man Wu stood up, stuck his head out of the cabin door, and reprimanded loudly at the night sky.
"Dangerous Ancestor, come in quickly," Taiguan Lu shouted anxiously.
"Tell you, Admiral Ben also has a musket" Old Man Wu angrily took off the individual shoulder SA7 SAM missile from his back, hooked the hatch with one hand, leaned out most of his body, carried the launcher on his shoulder, looked at the passing fighter, and shouted with one hand on the trigger.
Before he lowered his head to aim, the fuselage suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but tighten his fingers, and with a loud "boom", a scorching flame erupted backwards, and a SA7 surface-to-air missile was launched with a "whoosh".
The old man was startled and couldn't hold it, and the launcher bounced off his shoulder and fell into the air.
The J-6 jet fighter is an imitation of the Soviet-made MiG-19 fighter, with a maximum speed of 1490K and a large turning radius.
When the Burmese pilot proudly swept over the American-made UH1D helicopter, turned his head to glance at it, and found that the fire flashed at the middle hatch of the desperate UH1D helicopter, and there was a missile trailing and flying, he was so frightened that his hairs stood up, and he hurriedly kicked the rudder, turned sharply to the right, and then pushed the throttle to the maximum, but the SAM missile was propelled by a dual-thrust solid engine, and the flight speed could reach Mach 2, which was equivalent to a speed of 2448K per hour, far exceeding the MiG.
The infrared-guided Sam-7 missile quickly caught up with it, burrowed into the fuselage from the tail, and the three-kilogram warhead exploded, and with a loud bang, the tail of the entire MiG was lifted off, and the jet fighter quickly entered the spiral and fell into the night sky.
"Yes" Major Martin shouted excitedly, waving his fists.
Blair breathed a sigh of relief and flew the helicopter along the valley.
"Next is the Nmei Khai River in northern Myanmar."
Blair said softly.
Under the cool moonlight, the UH1D helicopter slowly landed on the river bank like a huge blackbird, Blair closed the throttle, and the propeller stopped turning.
Han Sheng jumped out of the hatch with the suction cartridge in his arms, walked to the water's edge, and gently placed the suction cartridge in the cold and clear river water.
"Talent, talent, wake up, the Enmei Kaijiang River, which originated in the southeast of Tibet, China, flows through Yunnan Province and is called the Dulong River, which is the source of the Irrawaddy River."
The parrot shouted into the ghost baby's ear.
"Ink Ink Sucker" Shen Cai woke up faintly and called softly.
Feng Sheng hugged him and walked to the river without a sound.
"Sucker, this is your hometown Enmei Kaijiang, thank you for saving us many times, but you and Cai Cai have to break up."
Han Sheng said, his eyes a little moist.
"I want to suck" Shen Cai opened his eyes and stretched out his hand.
Han Sheng took the baby, squatted at the water's edge, let Shen Cai's little hand stroke the suction tube, and said softly: "Cai, the suction must return to the Enmei Kaijiang River to heal, and when it is completely healed, I will take you to see it." ” The suction slowly stretched out the ventral surface, and you could see that the wound bitten by the Siamese cat had grown tender meat, but its body fluid had lost too much, and it was still very weak.
The ghost baby was in tears, and his little hand rubbed the gray-white belly of the sucker, clutching the suction cup for a long time and not letting go Sucker blinked, seemed to be in tears, and finally glanced at the little master, and slowly sank into the river, leaving a few ripples on the water, and then gradually dispersed The ghost baby cried very sadly.
Han Sheng stood up and said to Taiguan Lu: "Mr.
Lu, you don't thank you for everything you have done for Han Sheng, we will break up and meet in the future." ” "You want to stay here," said Lu Taiguan in surprise.
"Yes, the injury of the talent cannot be tossed, and I will take him to the cottage of Ganbaidi to recuperate for a few days, which is the territory controlled by the former 93rd Division of the Kuomintang.
After that, I will take my talent to Bangkok to look for ink ink, which may be more convenient with fewer people.
Han Sheng explained.
Master Chongdihu stepped forward, clasped his palms together, and said, "Lao Qu is waiting for you in Bangkok." ” Han returned the salute and said respectfully: "With the help of the master, it is the best." ” "Ninety-third Division" Yancheng boy interjected enthusiastically when he heard this, "I am from the ninety-third division, I am most familiar with the situation there, and the boy is willing to walk with you." ” Han Sheng had no choice but to agree, he turned to Feng Sheng and apologized: "Feng Sheng, I have something I want to ask you to work hard." ” "Please."
Feng Sheng replied simply.
"I want you to go back to Wuyuan and tell Lan'er and Uncle Shanren that Hansheng is still going to Bangkok, and once he finds Momo, he will go home immediately, so don't worry."
Han Sheng said.
"Okay, I'll go, and then I'll wait for you to come back in Nanshan Village."
Feng Sheng agreed.
"Don't wait, you've been out for so long, it's time to go home."
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Han Sheng held his hand and said gratefully, he didn't want Feng Sheng to take risks for himself anymore, after all, he was a national cadre, not like a villager and a grass farmer.
Blair started the motor, the huge propeller slowly turned, the UH1D helicopter took off, and the mercenaries carrying Mr.
Lu headed towards the Thai border, gradually disappearing into the night sky.
The quiet mountains and forests, the breeze is slow, but the moon is white in the heart of the river.
Han Sheng was holding Shen Cai in his arms, and the Yancheng kid was carrying the Wuqi-style submachine gun, hovering overhead, and the group silently walked along the bank of the Enmeikai River towards the small town of Gambaidi.
At dawn, Han Sheng and his entourage finally came to the cottage of Ah Ming's house.
The mist in the col is kind, there are a few cattle in the tall and dense bamboo forest who get up early to gnaw on the bamboo shoots that have just broken the ground, and the tall bamboo buildings are faintly seen in the morning light, and the stream in the middle of the village is still flowing in the murmur, which makes people feel comfortable and comfortable in the mountains and fields.
The door of the bamboo building "creaked" open, Ah Ming stretched his waist and walked out, and when he caught a glimpse of Han Sheng, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted happily: "Brother Han Sheng is you."
Han Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Ah Ming, hello, is Dad's body healed?"
"Ah, it's the old watch of the miracle doctor who is back," Ah Ming's father went out when he heard the sound and looked at Han Sheng with a smile.
"Come into the house," Armin said happily, pulling Han Sheng happily, "Daddy is all right, and he can go up to the mountains to hunt." ” Dad was very happy to see Han Sheng, took his hand and didn't let go, and hurriedly instructed Ah Ming to make breakfast.
Han Sheng touched his father's wrist, the meridians and blood were very smooth, and his body was in good condition.
"This is," said Daddy, looking at the boy from Yancheng.
Han Sheng introduced them both.
"I am also a descendant of the 93rd Division, and my family lives in Mesle."
Yancheng boy said.
"Oh, in the Golden Triangle Division, there are some old watches from their hometowns."
Daddy said enthusiastically and made tea.
The big parrot stood at the head of the bed and looked at everyone, muttering to himself: "Oh, it turned out to be the ninety-third division that grows opium."
Han Sheng put Shen Cai on the bed, gently covered the quilt, let him sleep, and then sat down and told his father about the purpose of this trip.
"No problem, this is your home, it doesn't matter how long you want to stay, it's just that you and your children go to Bangkok alone to find relatives, there will be no danger, I can ask Amin to call a team of people to go with you."
Daddy said worriedly.
Hansheng declined his father's kindness.
It didn't take long for Xiaoqin and her father Yang Muqiao to hear the news.
"Little old watch, is there any research point in that half of the green sac burial ruler scripture," Yang Muqiang asked with a smile.
"Well," Han Sheng thought about it, and then said truthfully, "Uncle Yang, I still can't understand that half of the burial ruler scripture for the time being, so I can only ponder it slowly." ” Yang Mu said in amazement: "It's no wonder that since the ancestor Yang Yunsong left before he finished cracking it, I am afraid that no one in the past dynasties will be able to solve it."
The ghost baby Shen Cai seemed to be thinking in his heart, but he didn't say it.
Over the next few days, Shen Cai, who had lost too much blood, slowly regained his physical strength, during which Han Sheng took him to the mountains and forests to catch an elk and let it suck some blood.
The ghost baby can't be like this forever, he should return to normal people's eating habits, Han Sheng thought hard, what special therapy can be used to do it In the early morning of this day, Han Sheng took Shen Cai, Dudu and Yancheng Boy to bid farewell to Ah Ming's father and son and Yang Mu's father and daughter, and set off for Bangkok, the capital of Thailand
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