Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1123 - 1123 1106 Flying Tyrannosaurus

1123: Chapter 1106: Flying Tyrannosaurus 1123: Chapter 1106: Flying Tyrannosaurus To repel the enemy instead of just temporarily halting their assault was considerably more difficult.

All Gao Yang could do was shoot continuously without stopping.

Using his left hand and eye to pull the trigger doesn’t really make a big difference, after all, the rifle was rested on the ground, not held in the hands.

However, even so, Gao Yang’s hit rate still dropped significantly.

Gao Yang was still acting as a marksman, targeting important enemies when spotted.

If no important targets were found, he would fire at any enemy he saw with the highest rate of fire possible.

Gao Yang noticed that he hadn’t heard Cui Bo’s gunfire for a long time.

Cui Bo’s rate of fire was much slower than his.

Although Cui Bo also used a semi-automatic sniper rifle, the larger caliber meant stronger recoil, which took more time for him to readjust his shooting stance and aim.

But it had been more than three minutes since he last fired a shot, and that was suspicious.

Gao Yang didn’t ask Cui Bo why he wasn’t shooting.

There must be a reason for Cui Bo’s silence.

The enemy had all hit the ground, with more than three hundred meters away from the nearest one.

Shooting was now somewhat difficult since they were prone and amongst a field of corpses; identifying live targets that could be shot wasn’t easy, so Gao Yang’s rate of fire wasn’t very high, either.

The enemy crawled forward on the ground, constantly attempting to advance and refusing to retreat.

Gao Yang was anxious but helpless; at this moment, Satan was in no position to launch a counter-assault.

After realizing that the crawling advance was ineffective, the Rebel Army suddenly got up and charged.

At this time, Gao Yang could once again shoot at the enemy at his highest rate of fire.

The enemy kept falling, but they didn’t pull back again.

As the distance between them closed, Cui Bo’s sniper rifle finally fired.

After a muffled gunshot, Cui Bo loudly announced, “I killed their commander!”

As if to confirm Cui Bo’s words, the Rebels who had just charged forward did not get far before they started turning around and running away.

This time they didn’t lie down; they turned tail and ran full speed.

Gao Yang was shocked and delighted.

He had no idea how Cui Bo had identified the enemy commander.

There weren’t many Rebels in uniform; most were dressed in robes with big beards.

It was indeed difficult, like looking for a needle in a haystack, to identify the commander from hundreds or thousands of similarly dressed individuals.

“Rabbit!

You f**king made a huge contribution!

How did you find him?”

Gao Yang shouted excitedly.

Dissolving the enemy’s offensive gave them a chance to board the plane and evacuate, a turn of events for which they owed much to Cui Bo killing the Rebel Army’s commander.

“I looked for a long time, and finally I saw a big beard wearing a bulletproof vest outside!

He was also waving a handgun around.

Too bad I couldn’t find him after he went prone.

Waited a long time, keeping an eye on where he disappeared, until he finally stood up.”

Snipers are more patient than marksmen and pay more attention to distinguishing high-value targets.

Gao would quickly take down anyone he deemed important without specifically seeking them out, since there were too many targets for him to shoot.

But Cui Bo was different.

Even amidst a fierce battle, Cui Bo would discern and seek out valuable targets to shoot.

So, although Gao could impersonate a sniper, he couldn’t replace the genuine sniper Cui Bo.

With one shot from Cui Bo deciding the outcome, as the Rebels retreated beyond a safe distance, Gao Yang quickly yelled, “Postman!

Tell Tyrannosaurus to come fast!

Get ready to carry Big Bird and Dragon Knight out, hurry, hurry!”

Satan’s men quickly stood up.

Gao Yang didn’t rise; he kept monitoring the enemy’s movements through his rifle scope, while others like Glolov were ready to pick up Andy He and Jansen onto the plane as soon as it arrived.

Eileen, piloting the aircraft, had been waiting nearby.

Upon receiving Taylor’s call, she immediately flew towards Gao Yang and the others.

Gao Yang heard the sound of the wind and looked around, only to find Eileen flying the aircraft at an extremely low altitude, not even ten meters high, kicking up dust as it approached them.

Gao was so excited he almost cried; they had come through the battle without a single loss.

What luck.

“Quick!

Quick!

Get on the plane!”

The enemy was still far off, probably unable to see the plane, and anti-aircraft missiles would have trouble hitting a helicopter flying as low as theirs; the altitude was simply too low.

Gao Yang knew the Rebel Army had FN-6, but the minimum effective altitude of this missile was 15 meters, and reaching this combat altitude was quite difficult, making it almost impossible for the Rebels to take them down with a missile.

“The enemy’s vehicles!”

Andy He, who was watching the monitor for Jansen, suddenly roared.

Just as the plane was about to arrive, a group of enemy pickups charged out, more than a dozen at once.

The vehicles rushed out of nearby villages.

Gao Yang leaned in to take a look at the monitor and then yelled, “Armored cars!

Modified armored cars and pickups, f**k!”

Whether to continue calling Eileen for pickup or to temporarily avoid the situation, Gao Yang hesitated but ultimately decided to keep calling Eileen.

Take the risk, there was no other choice.

The vehicles were fast, but the helicopter was about to land.

As the cars approached, the helicopter was already capable of taking off.

The helicopter landed close to Gao Yang and his group, and at that point, the speeding cars were less than seven hundred meters away.

Running seven hundred meters, no matter how fast, would take at least two minutes.

But for vehicles covering that distance, even if not particularly fast in the fields, it would take at most thirty seconds.

“Fire, cover!”

Gao Yang roared and began shooting continuously at the car, Glolov and Tommy also opened fire, attempting to delay the car’s speed as much as possible.

The airplane touched down, the hatch opened, Frey and Lara Phil lifted Jansen, Li Jinfang hoisted Andy He, and Cui Bo, limping, climbed aboard the plane.

Taylor came over and pulled Gao Yang up, then grabbed Gao Yang’s rifle, and both rushed onto the helicopter.

“Get on, quick!”

The car was extremely close, and it was equipped with twin 23mm autocannons.

The car didn’t stop, but the tracer bullets from the autocannon were wildly flying around the helicopter.

The helicopter’s wheels were touching down and lifting off the ground, maintaining a status just before takeoff.

Those aboard the plane fired at the car, and as soon as Glolov and Tommy finally jumped into the cabin, Gao Yang bellowed, “Take off, take off!”

Eileen immediately lifted the plane, and after a slight distance from the ground, the plane began to level flight in one direction at a speed that wasn’t particularly fast.

The altitude was still low, and the speed not very fast; cars could catch up, but in the midst of this situation, they couldn’t aim precisely.

Even the pickup towing the autocannon was less than fifty meters away from the plane.

Glolov and Tommy propped the machine guns on the tail hatch and fired at the car.

They indeed caused one of the cars to lose control, but someone immediately stood up from behind the off-control car and fired a rocket at the helicopter.

The rocket flew past a good distance away from the plane, finally exploding in front of the helicopter.

“Fire the cannon!

Shoot that anti-aircraft pickup!”

Several pickups, some towing heavy machine guns and one with twin autocannons, as well as two modified armored vehicles that were running slowly, fell behind.

It was unclear if they were suicide vehicles or carrying people.

The greatest threat was the anti-aircraft gun.

Gao Yang and the others directed all their firepower at the pickup towing the anti-aircraft gun.

The plane flew in the sky while the pickup chased on the ground.

The helicopter wasn’t fast at takeoff, at one point almost being caught up by the car, but its speed was gradually increasing, slowly pulling away from the pickups.

Eileen increased the altitude, flying faster, and they finally managed to take out the anti-aircraft-carrying pickup, but at this moment all pickups suddenly stopped and then began firing at the plane.

The stopped pickups shot more accurately, and machine gun bullets could pose a fatal threat to them.

The anti-aircraft gunner was shot dead by Glolov, but the gun wasn’t destroyed, others could still operate it.

The distance had already extended to two hundred meters, but this was not enough to ensure safety.

Worst of all, it was beginning to get slightly bright.

A volley of bullets came flying towards the helicopter, forming a fiery net in the air.

Eileen roared, “Brace yourselves!”

Under Eileen’s control, the plane began to sway left and right, trying to fly in an irregular pattern to dodge enemy bullets.

Gao Yang’s heart was pounding in his throat; looking out from the tail hatch, the sight of red and green tracer bullets weaving through the air was utterly terrifying.

Finally, Gao Yang saw a streak of green bullets sweeping over his head, followed by six or seven bullet holes appearing near the top side of the helicopter.

The plane suddenly shook violently.

It hadn’t been two minutes since evacuation until it was hit.

“We’re hit!

Be careful!”

Eileen roared, and the plane, no longer dodging, began shaking violently.

“The control system is damaged, we need to make an emergency landing immediately; I’m raising the altitude!

Guys, I’m the flying Tyrannosaurus, and I won’t let you crash!”

Determination and confidence leaked from Eileen’s roar.

Preparing for an emergency landing meant raising the altitude because the helicopter was flying at high speed at ultralow altitude.

If control were lost, there would be no buffer before crashing directly into the ground.

However, since the main rotor was intact, raising the altitude and then descending slowly and vertically was much safer than performing an emergency landing while flying fast at super-low altitude.

Gao Yang’s heart was pounding violently, he shouted, “Do we have to land immediately?”

“Yes!

The tail rotor is in trouble, we could lose complete control at any moment, the sooner, the better!”

Gao Yang didn’t want to fall into enemy encirclement again.

By this time, the helicopter’s altitude was already around a hundred meters, and they had already left the shooting range of the enemy, but it was certainly still within the Rebel Army’s controlled area.

As soon as they landed, they would be surrounded again in no time.

In his anxiety, Gao Yang suddenly had a thought and yelled, “Head for the prison, let’s land at Aleppo Prison!” (To be continued.

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