However, the complex mountain environment has also restricted the attack range of rockets, and those flexible snowmobiles cannot move forward regularly at all.
Even when they climb or dive at will towards the slope or mountain top, they occasionally change speed.
Turning around, you have already followed the mountain trend to avoid another hilltop or forest.
The attacks by the Soviet gunships were particularly pale and ridiculous.
They could not even lock on to even a snowmobile and launch a truly effective attack.
And these eleven meter-24 Hind armed transport helicopters began to lower their altitude.
Due to the influence of convective air in the valley, they began to shake their fuselages violently, and they could hardly even control their balance.
The snowmobiles quickly sprinted between the giant trees and valleys, and the Marines carried on them also received the latest instructions from Lister during occasional contact.
They began to disperse and assemble regularly, and the twenty snowmobiles, in their own tacit understanding, seemed to form a large net, faintly covering the increasingly impatient Soviet helicopters in the sky.
"Javelin" portable anti-aircraft missiles have been deployed in tricky corners, and the five snowmobiles, using the cover of other teammates, have quietly hidden behind rock crevices or primitive giant trees.
However, the anti-aircraft missile sights in their hands have been firmly fixed on the sky, which seems to be the three Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopters flying extremely low after leaving the formation.
This was a perfect opportunity.
Almost all the snowmobiles were already in prominent positions, attracting the firepower and attention of other helicopters.
No one knew about it among the mountains.
Five anti-aircraft missiles have entered the final launch stage.
Just wait for that button to activate this single soldier's most powerful anti-aircraft weapon.
All three helicopters entering the network will be reimbursed.
But Liszt still turned the accelerator, and the snowmobile under him moved freely through the dense virgin forest.
With the slight data flow in his eyes, he even maintained the speed of sprinting, dodging left and right without touching. to any big tree.
He had separated from the convoy behind him, but Liszt was not afraid at all.
He looked at the thick black smoke that was still obvious above the woods, but the corner of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile.
But his eyes were extremely cold: "This is definitely something abnormal."
The group of Soviet helicopters could not be so eager to surround them.
Seeing the Soviets trying to keep their balance in the turbulent valley and trying to shoot them with heavy machine guns, Liszt had already noticed the panic in their hearts.
As well as the superficial lust and inner strife.
"Boom boom boom" A violent explosion suddenly appeared behind Liszt, and the scattered rockets had set off patches of violent shock waves.
A large amount of snow and even frozen soil had been lifted up by the terrifying force, mixed with the original giant trees.
The fragments roared across the surrounding area hundreds of meters, devouring any living thing that might appear within it.
But before the explosion of the rocket dissipated.
A more violent explosion in the sky has appeared in this space again.
Three low-flying helicopters were destroyed instantly.
The terrifying power of the anti-aircraft missiles had torn the entire cabin in half, and the ignited and exploded ammunition had even caused the three helicopters to fall into the valley.
It was as if three large helicopters were already burning. fireball The crisp sound of earning points has also appeared in his mind, which symbolizes another thousands of points gained.
For Lister, it also means that the three Soviet helicopters have completely turned into a pile of useless scrap metal. , losing the ability to continue to threaten them.
With a smile on his face, Liszt tilted his head slightly, and the two snowmobiles behind him had already followed, making a gesture to indicate that the battle was successful.
And he also looked up at the sky.
The other Soviet helicopters no longer dared to lower their altitude and continued to launch oppressive attacks despite the threats of turbulence and anti-aircraft missiles.
But this group of helicopters seemed to be at a loss as they wandered back and forth in the sky.
The heavy machine guns under the cabin were also firing downwards rapidly.
Looking at the bullet points, they knew that they were completely random strafing and could not threaten any flexible snowfield.
The motorcycle group, on the other hand, looked particularly ridiculous looking at the figures coming and going.
"Captain Liszt, right in front" Carl's snowmobile team had appeared behind Lister.
He looked up at the thick black smoke behind the mountain in front of him, which was like shooting straight into the sky.
Although he was driving a motorcycle, he still hung his rifle in his left hand.
On the motorcycle on the left, he shouted to Liszt and asked: "Come up directly?
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Look at the appearance of the helicopters, there seems to be a bad guy in front of you."
"What an incredible guy.
I really want to see who he is."
Taking a deep breath of the cool air, Liszt turned the snowmobile, making a violent sound, and rushed up the mountain at an extremely fast speed.
In his eyes, the data flow was already overflowing and splashing.
The Winchester in his left hand was already tightly tucked under his arm.
Without hesitation, he aimed at the military green figure that appeared on the top of the mountain and clasped it hard.
The trigger was moved: "Bang" In the blue muzzle flash, the tiny lead bullets had appeared in front of the green traces.
The three Soviet soldiers who were caught off guard still widened their eyes in horror, but the lead bullets in the blue gun flames , but their originally fair and straight faces were instantly like being hit by several heavy hammers, with fractures and blood, and even broken bones and white brains appearing.
"Huhuhuhuhum" The roar of the engine and exhaust pipes continued, and the snowmobile under Liszt had already taken advantage of the steepness of the mountain to lift him into the air.
Winchester, who was all wrapped in fine linen, was lifted up by him.
Loading the ammunition at an extremely fast speed, his eyes had already spotted the twenty-some Soviets surrounding the wreckage of the alien spacecraft on the slope of the hillside, looking at him with wide eyes.
The Winchester 1887 shotgun in his hand was held in his left hand, and the thumb-thick muzzle was pointed at the group of Soviets who had disbelief, surprise, and a little bit of embarrassment on their faces, and Lister's eyes swept He passed the guy wearing a green military uniform or a white lab coat, but with a bright smile on his face, he nodded slowly and said with a smile: "Good afternoon, my respected comrades." s: Please give me monthly votes.
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I am crying.
I really only have one day left.
How can I beg you to give me some monthly votes?
I really beg you all.
Ahhhhhh.
I am about to fall out.
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