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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0368_part_02
Chapter 891
chapter 0368 part 2
Over a dozen demons immediately plummeted towards the Ground.
Seeing that the anti-tank rocket was effective against these demons, the Navy SEALs Soldiers on the Aircraft finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before they could rejoice for long, another series of strange cries came from the blood mist, and judging by the sound, there were many more of them than the previous group of demons.
"Big Dog, adjust the aircraft body, use the autocannon and missiles, shoot towards the Direction the sound is coming from! GOGOGO!"
Hearing the strange cries and the sound of flapping wings in the blood mist, Captain Mike rushed directly behind the Pilot and shouted loudly at him.
At this time, the helicopter Pilot also understood the urgency of the situation. He controlled the helicopter, performing a lateral move in mid-air. If the Navy SEALs on the aircraft hadn't been prepared and grabbed nearby handles, this violent maneuver by the Pilot might have thrown a few people off.
Even so, a chorus of curses with high maternal content echoed in the cabin.
However, the helicopter Pilot had no time to curse back as usual. After confirming that the nose of the aircraft was pointed towards the Direction of the strange sound, he directly controlled the three-barreled autocannon installed in the rotating turret and sprayed fire densely towards that Direction for thirty seconds.
The rotating turret of this attack helicopter could reach an azimuth of 240 degrees and an elevation of 60 degrees.
The 20mm caliber three-barreled autocannon, with a rate of fire of 1500 rounds per minute, sprayed fire towards the blood mist. The dense blood mist was forcefully carved out with clearly visible bullet trails.
The strange cries and the sound of flapping wings in the blood mist instantly disappeared under this dense firepower.
"Click click!"
After confirming that all 500 rounds in the ammunition box had been expended, the Pilot subconsciously looked back at Mike.
"Alert!" Captain Mike gave the order while picking up the communicator.
"This is Vulture One, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
There was a deathly silence in the communicator. Apart from the static, there was no response. Cobra Commander Mike, the commander, felt a chill in his heart. He called out again, somewhat unwillingly.
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
After several calls, no sound came back through the communicator. Mike realized that the other three attack helicopters, besides theirs, had all met with disaster.
"Bang!" He angrily punched the cabin door.
"Captain, what do we do next?"
Mike looked up at his teammates in the cabin. At this time, everyone was looking at him eagerly. Although they didn't say it explicitly, he understood what they meant.
"Since we've lost contact with the Command Center, I am now in command. There's an unexpected situation here. Big Dog, I order an emergency evacuation from here!"
"Yes! Captain!" The helicopter Pilot with the codename Big Dog had seen those demons. As a devout Christian, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment longer.
After receiving Mike's order, he controlled the attack helicopter and flew back the way they came.
"Maintain alert, if you find anything wrong, shoot immediately!"
Mike leaned against the side of the cabin, his face was grim. He really wanted to find the wreckage of the other attack helicopters and search for surviving teammates, but reason told him that facing those demons that even bullets couldn't penetrate, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths if they went.
The most important thing now was to save the living, but thinking of his familiar teammates, Mike couldn't help but punch the helicopter cabin repeatedly.
On the blood-colored Ground, the wreckage of a helicopter was engulfed in raging fire. Some dried corpses were scattered nearby, but strangely, these dried corpses didn't look like they had died from falling. Instead, they looked like mummies whose blood had been drained and who had been exposed to the sun for several days and nights.
An existence enveloped in energy flame walked up to these mummies, casually picked up a dried corpse's thigh, and examined the wound on it.
A moment later, he shook his head and threw the dried corpse's thigh aside.
At this time, a heavy footsteps sound echoed in the blood mist. The existence enveloped in energy flame looked warily in the Direction the sound came from, then shot up into the Sky and flew in the opposite Direction of the sound.
He seemed very wary of the blood mist around him. Even while flying, he didn't forget to release energy flame to isolate the red mist outside his body.
Soon after he left, the surrounding red mist boiled, as if a raging fire was burning it away. A Big man, covered in red scales, with a beast-headed human-bodied form, a face identical to Boss Tang's, two fire snakes piercing his ears, and a height of over three meters, walked out of the blood mist.
He carried a flame halberd on his shoulder, the halberd blade piercing through the chest of a sheep-headed, tiger-bodied demon with wings on its back, carrying it on his shoulder like a hunter returning from a hunt.
The Big man looked around, then strode off in one Direction, chasing after something. Under his feet, two fire dragons vaguely surged, carrying him through the blood mist.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh—
Boom boom boom boom—
The AH-66 Comanche attack helicopter, flying back along the route it came, was soon pursued by those suspected demon creatures.
After the autocannon ran out of bullets, the Pilot could only increase speed while using the heavy weapons on the AH-66 Comanche attack helicopter to fight back.
The AH-66 short-wing attack helicopter could carry an 864 kg weapon payload in different configurations.
Since it wasn't a long-distance combat mission, this attack helicopter was not equipped with external fuel tanks.
For this operation, it carried 32 70mm Hydra rockets! Rocket after rocket shot into the dense figures in the blood mist. Accompanied by rumbling explosion sounds, they carved a blood path through the Demon swarm in the blood mist.
Those demons didn't seem to be very fast. The attack helicopter that broke through was getting closer and closer to the edge Area of the Bloody Pillar of Light.
In the blood mist, an obese figure was faintly visible, looking remotely at the flying human iron bird. How to describe this Fatty's appearance? His pale, fleshy body was over ten meters tall, like a meat mountain. His surface was covered in fist-sized, semi-transparent pustules.
These pustules burst open, constantly dripping green liquid. As soon as this liquid left the Fatty's body, it transformed into horned beast demons with claws.
Over a dozen demons immediately plummeted towards the Ground.
Seeing that the anti-tank rocket was effective against these demons, the Navy SEALs Soldiers on the Aircraft finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before they could rejoice for long, another series of strange cries came from the blood mist, and judging by the sound, there were many more of them than the previous group of demons.
"Big Dog, adjust the aircraft body, use the autocannon and missiles, shoot towards the Direction the sound is coming from! GOGOGO!"
Hearing the strange cries and the sound of flapping wings in the blood mist, Captain Mike rushed directly behind the Pilot and shouted loudly at him.
At this time, the helicopter Pilot also understood the urgency of the situation. He controlled the helicopter, performing a lateral move in mid-air. If the Navy SEALs on the aircraft hadn't been prepared and grabbed nearby handles, this violent maneuver by the Pilot might have thrown a few people off.
Even so, a chorus of curses with high maternal content echoed in the cabin.
However, the helicopter Pilot had no time to curse back as usual. After confirming that the nose of the aircraft was pointed towards the Direction of the strange sound, he directly controlled the three-barreled autocannon installed in the rotating turret and sprayed fire densely towards that Direction for thirty seconds.
The rotating turret of this attack helicopter could reach an azimuth of 240 degrees and an elevation of 60 degrees.
The 20mm caliber three-barreled autocannon, with a rate of fire of 1500 rounds per minute, sprayed fire towards the blood mist. The dense blood mist was forcefully carved out with clearly visible bullet trails.
The strange cries and the sound of flapping wings in the blood mist instantly disappeared under this dense firepower.
"Click click!"
After confirming that all 500 rounds in the ammunition box had been expended, the Pilot subconsciously looked back at Mike.
"Alert!" Captain Mike gave the order while picking up the communicator.
"This is Vulture One, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
There was a deathly silence in the communicator. Apart from the static, there was no response. Cobra Commander Mike, the commander, felt a chill in his heart. He called out again, somewhat unwillingly.
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
"This is Vulture One, I am Mike, respond if you hear me, respond if you hear me!"
After several calls, no sound came back through the communicator. Mike realized that the other three attack helicopters, besides theirs, had all met with disaster.
"Bang!" He angrily punched the cabin door.
"Captain, what do we do next?"
Mike looked up at his teammates in the cabin. At this time, everyone was looking at him eagerly. Although they didn't say it explicitly, he understood what they meant.
"Since we've lost contact with the Command Center, I am now in command. There's an unexpected situation here. Big Dog, I order an emergency evacuation from here!"
"Yes! Captain!" The helicopter Pilot with the codename Big Dog had seen those demons. As a devout Christian, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment longer.
After receiving Mike's order, he controlled the attack helicopter and flew back the way they came.
"Maintain alert, if you find anything wrong, shoot immediately!"
Mike leaned against the side of the cabin, his face was grim. He really wanted to find the wreckage of the other attack helicopters and search for surviving teammates, but reason told him that facing those demons that even bullets couldn't penetrate, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths if they went.
The most important thing now was to save the living, but thinking of his familiar teammates, Mike couldn't help but punch the helicopter cabin repeatedly.
On the blood-colored Ground, the wreckage of a helicopter was engulfed in raging fire. Some dried corpses were scattered nearby, but strangely, these dried corpses didn't look like they had died from falling. Instead, they looked like mummies whose blood had been drained and who had been exposed to the sun for several days and nights.
An existence enveloped in energy flame walked up to these mummies, casually picked up a dried corpse's thigh, and examined the wound on it.
A moment later, he shook his head and threw the dried corpse's thigh aside.
At this time, a heavy footsteps sound echoed in the blood mist. The existence enveloped in energy flame looked warily in the Direction the sound came from, then shot up into the Sky and flew in the opposite Direction of the sound.
He seemed very wary of the blood mist around him. Even while flying, he didn't forget to release energy flame to isolate the red mist outside his body.
Soon after he left, the surrounding red mist boiled, as if a raging fire was burning it away. A Big man, covered in red scales, with a beast-headed human-bodied form, a face identical to Boss Tang's, two fire snakes piercing his ears, and a height of over three meters, walked out of the blood mist.
He carried a flame halberd on his shoulder, the halberd blade piercing through the chest of a sheep-headed, tiger-bodied demon with wings on its back, carrying it on his shoulder like a hunter returning from a hunt.
The Big man looked around, then strode off in one Direction, chasing after something. Under his feet, two fire dragons vaguely surged, carrying him through the blood mist.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh—
Boom boom boom boom—
The AH-66 Comanche attack helicopter, flying back along the route it came, was soon pursued by those suspected demon creatures.
After the autocannon ran out of bullets, the Pilot could only increase speed while using the heavy weapons on the AH-66 Comanche attack helicopter to fight back.
The AH-66 short-wing attack helicopter could carry an 864 kg weapon payload in different configurations.
Since it wasn't a long-distance combat mission, this attack helicopter was not equipped with external fuel tanks.
For this operation, it carried 32 70mm Hydra rockets! Rocket after rocket shot into the dense figures in the blood mist. Accompanied by rumbling explosion sounds, they carved a blood path through the Demon swarm in the blood mist.
Those demons didn't seem to be very fast. The attack helicopter that broke through was getting closer and closer to the edge Area of the Bloody Pillar of Light.
In the blood mist, an obese figure was faintly visible, looking remotely at the flying human iron bird. How to describe this Fatty's appearance? His pale, fleshy body was over ten meters tall, like a meat mountain. His surface was covered in fist-sized, semi-transparent pustules.
These pustules burst open, constantly dripping green liquid. As soon as this liquid left the Fatty's body, it transformed into horned beast demons with claws.
