Mercenary’s War
Chapter 549 - 549 545 Fierce!

549: Chapter 545: Fierce!

549: Chapter 545: Fierce!

Since Cui Bo and Li Jinfang had babbled nonsense in front of Yelena who had just started learning Chinese, and Yelena had understood the gist of it, Gao Yang thought he would avoid making the same mistake as them.

However, to his regret, he got carried away and made the same mistake, but his situation was even worse since Eileen’s Chinese was much better than Yelena’s.

Not only could she understand Chinese, but she could also understand the rarely spoken slang.

Caught red-handed, Gao Yang was quite bold.

He tried to apologize and make amends in hopes of smoothing things over, but unexpectedly, not only did she not accept his apology, but her retaliation was immediate.

Feeling his body descending rapidly with the aircraft, Gao Yang’s face turned pale with fright, but he managed not to scream out loud, unlike Cui Bo, who couldn’t help but yell.

Considering it was a helicopter and not a fixed-wing aircraft, Gao Yang truly didn’t know if it could recover from a nose-dive.

Fortunately, after letting Gao Yang and him experience the helicopter’s rapid dive, Eileen pulled the helicopter’s nose back up at a considerable height from the ground and resumed level flight.

After catching his breath, Gao Yang shouted, “Have you gone mad!”

Eileen took the cigarette from her mouth, tapped the ash inside the cabin slightly, and then smiled slightly, saying, “Don’t worry, this is just the beginning.”

Gao Yang’s face turned even paler as he anxiously said, “What are you trying to do?

I warn you, don’t mess around!”

Eileen merely responded with a contemptuous smile.

Seeing the helicopter begin to climb again, Gao Yang became even more anxious, not knowing what Eileen planned to do next, but they were already hundreds of meters in the air, and although he was anxious, he really had no way of doing anything about it.

At that moment, Gao Yang heard a voice in his headset urgently calling, “KF99, your altitude is dropping rapidly, what’s the problem?

Your speed is too fast, and you’ve veered off the training course, Eileen, Eileen!

Is there a problem?”

Gao Yang’s flight school was also open to the public for private plane landings and parking, so it definitely needed to have a control tower and radar.

Although it wasn’t as equipped as a major airport, it could still monitor nearby aircraft.

When the control tower noticed that KF99, the helicopter Gao Yang was riding in, was rapidly losing altitude, they immediately started to inquire.

The control tower asked, but Eileen casually replied with a phrase.

“No problems at all.”

After saying that, Eileen looked at Gao Yang and smiled slightly, saying, “It’s not over yet, in fact, our learning process has just begun.

Next up is a death roll, so I hope you have fastened your seatbelts!”

Before taking off, Gao Yang had already learned how to communicate with ground control, and although he still couldn’t pilot the aircraft, he could communicate with the ground.

“This woman is crazy, save us, make this damned woman fly back!”

Before Gao Yang had finished speaking, Eileen cut off his communication with the control tower, then laughed heartily and sharply jerked the control stick, causing the helicopter to instantly roll with its rotors downward and its belly upward.

Fixed-wing aircraft often perform rolling maneuvers, and helicopters can also roll.

American AH-64 Apache, AH-1 Cobra, French Dauphin, Huaxia’s copy of Dauphin – MI-9, the Franco-German Tiger, Russian Kamov Ka-52 and Ka-50 – these helicopters have all performed rolling maneuvers, but you may have noticed, these are all military helicopters, and more importantly, they are all armed helicopters.

Gao Yang knew helicopters could roll, but he really didn’t know if transport helicopters could do it, especially if a civilian transport helicopter could perform a roll, so the term “death roll” was indeed apt.

When upside down, Gao Yang could no longer hold back and screamed out loud, joining Cui Bo in a shrill cry of terror.

In fact, Eileen quickly rolled the helicopter back again, but that brief moment was so terrifying that Gao Yang felt as though several hours had passed.

After the aircraft rolled back, a still shaken Gao Yang just gasped for air while Cui Bo, realizing everything was normal again, immediately yelled out, “F**k you!

F**k you!

Stop, you damned bastard!”

Gao Yang sensed trouble, and sure enough, Eileen gave Cui Bo the middle finger, shouted “F**k you, bunny!” and with one hand on the controls, she went for another death roll.

“Ah…”

“Ao…”

Unable to control himself, Gao Yang again let out a piercing scream, while Cui Bo’s screams sounded a bit odd, swallowing half of his words, and then making a strange ‘ao ao’ noise.

Gao Yang felt this backward flight lasted even longer until finally, when the aircraft leveled off again, he immediately shouted, “I’m sorry!

Please let us go, we apologize, I was wrong, please have mercy on us, don’t do it again!”

After snorting disdainfully through her nose, Eileen said, “Now, do you know how to address me?”

A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him.

Fearing that Cui Bo’s stubbornness would provoke Eileen into performing another death roll, potentially crashing the civilian helicopter and killing them all, Gao Yang felt this way of dying would be too unjust, way too unjust.

“Beauty!

We were wrong, please let us go!

We beg you!”

After a proud snort, Eileen provocatively turned her head to look at Cui Bo.

Cui Bo gasped for breath and finally changed his expression, pleading pitifully, “Beauty, I’m nearsighted.”

Eileen finally felt satisfied and began to turn the helicopter back.

Even if Eileen still wanted to teach, Gao Yang didn’t dare to follow her anymore.

Having crashed a plane once, he really didn’t want to experience another crash.

Cui Bo was right; letting this lunatic Eileen teach them wasn’t a blessing in disguise, but rather, it was adding misfortune to disaster.

When the plane landed on the tarmac, there were already people waiting, and there was also a fire truck.

Cui Bo opened the cabin door, leapt out suddenly, and was nearly toppled by the fierce wind from the still-spinning rotor.

Right after that, Gao also jumped down.

Dizzy and unstable after several shakes from head to foot, Gao’s head was spinning, and he hadn’t steadied himself when an elderly person rushed up to him under the helicopter rotor, yelling at the top of his lungs, “What happened, what’s the matter here!”

Gao pointed furiously towards Eileen in the pilot’s seat and roared, “What kind of instructor is this?

She’s a damn lunatic; she almost got us killed!”

At that moment, the rotor gradually came to a stop.

Eileen, holding her clothes in one hand and clenching a cigarette in her mouth, jumped out of the cabin, spat the cigarette on the ground, and extinguished it with her foot before slowly putting on her coat in the cold wind.

The person meeting Gao and his group was the manager of this flight school and private airport, named Hunter, who was already in his sixties.

Usually, he was a particularly amiable old man, but now, Hunter was also furious, yelling at Eileen, “What the hell are you doing, exceeding the speed limit, changing the course!

What were you thinking!”

Eileen shrugged her shoulders and said, “Didn’t do much, just showcasing some flight moves at the client’s request.”

Seeing Eileen’s indifferent demeanor, Cui Bo, already seething with anger, couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Fuck you!”

With a curse, Cui Bo threw a punch at Eileen.

Who says you can’t hit women?

Anyway, Cui Bo didn’t have that habit, and it seemed that Eileen certainly wasn’t much of a woman anyway.

Cui Bo’s punch was aimed at Eileen’s face, and he looked at her with deep loathing, wishing to leave her face blooming like a peach blossom.

However, Eileen merely tilted her head to dodge Cui Bo’s punch and then raised her leg, kicking directly at Cui Bo’s thigh, toppling him over.

Luckily Cui Bo dodged quickly; otherwise, the kick would have landed on his stomach, but in the end, he couldn’t avoid sprawling on the ground.

Who says you can’t hit women?

Gao didn’t have that habit, but it also depended on what kind of woman was involved.

With someone like Eileen, who wasn’t much of a woman, Gao had no reservations about striking her.

Besides, Cui Bo was already kicked down; what was he waiting for?

Furthermore, he had been waiting to vent his anger back on the ground; he wouldn’t be satisfied until he had beaten this damned woman half to death.

Seeing Cui Bo kicked down, Gao was ready.

He knew Cui Bo had trained with Li Jinfang.

Although Cui Bo wasn’t very interested in close combat—unlike Gao, who had suffered in combat and was willing to put in the effort, focusing mainly on practicing shooting—under pushed by Li Jinfang and during his training in Israel, his combat skills had passed muster.

At least he could hold his own with officers and soldiers in the training camp who weren’t particularly skilled in combat.

But in front of Eileen, he seemed to have no chance to resist.

Gao immediately became more alert, but he still threw a punch at the face, and this time Eileen didn’t just dodge.

Dropping her clothes, she blocked with one hand and swung her other fist towards Gao’s head.

Gao managed to block Eileen’s punch, but after being hit on the arm, he couldn’t deflect the force surging up his arm.

While his arm ached intensely, it also smacked his own face, yet his punch barely grazed Eileen’s forehead.

When an expert makes a move, one can tell the level of expertise.

Gao understood right away that if this fight continued, he’d be in big trouble; moreover, he was sure that apart from Li Jinfang, anyone else from the Satan Mercenary Corps would be just asking for a beating.

This woman’s reactions, strength, and speed were terribly formidable.

After throwing a punch, Eileen immediately raised her right knee, harshly aiming for Gao’s lower abdomen.

Gao pressed down with both hands, blocking the knee strike while stepping back slightly, dodging the hit.

Feeling the pain in his wrists akin to a fracture, Gao knew if he continued like this, he would surely end up beaten brutally.

Fortunately, Gao had a special move.

His nickname was Ram, but in the training camp in Israel, another nickname he earned still circulated—that was, Kick Ram!

Gao felt his special move should also be effective against women.

Thus, the Kick Ram’s special technique, Justice Underside Exploding Testicle No-Shadow Kick, after a long time, finally reappeared in real combat.(To be continued.

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