Sharing Memories With Two Girls

Chapter 71 The Pursuit of Heli

Linea drove the helicopter gradually away from the center of the nuclear explosion, and I tried to get up and sit next to Linea with a seat in front of me. The sun set, and the mushroom-shaped clouds that exploded behind loomed at the foot of the sky.

I wanted to look back at the beauty of the nuclear explosion, but Linea held my head back.

“Seeing nuclear explosion with naked eye, do you not want eyes?" '

“Ah, sorry, I'll pay attention to it later.” I blushed a little and buried my head.

I was obviously two years older than Linea, I was supposed to be an older brother, but now I was reprimanded like a little girl.

Facing the sunset, Linea flew at a low altitude towards the mountain pass, and it was estimated that we could reach the initial camp where I stored some of our equipment within an hour.

“Why Last Defense Line didn't send anyone to pick us up during an important task like this,” muttered Linea in his heart.

Last Defense Line has always been a ruthless organization for subordinates. While performing the task, they are only responsible for sending personnel and not picking up at all, and they do not even contact them after their task is completed.

In addition to administrative bodies, other bodies on the Last Defense Line, especially combat agencies, tell people to come together to do a task when something goes wrong, and not managing it at all when there is nothing.

Although usually the personnel will be very free, but when they receive combat missions, they will complain non-stop. Sometimes people travel to the North Pole and are sent to Antarctica for missions, and they are not responsible for pick-ups.

As for why the management of the Last Defense Line is so loose, it is actually related to its nature. The Last Defense Line can only mobilize troops from different countries while the task is being processed.

Once the task is completed, the forces of the local countries will take back the command of the army, which is the reason why the Last Defense Line is only responsible for sending and is not responsible for picking up.

Moreover, every year countries around the world invest limited funds in the Last Defense Line, and most of the funds are used in scientific research departments, and the allocation to combat departments is even more depressing.

“Do not get angry, I will give you a massage when we return, try my ancestors skills, and relax.” Feeling that Linea wasn't too angry with me, I tried to communicate with her.

"This is what you said, if you add one more girl, you'll have me clean up!"

Linea pouted and said, Everyone has finally survived the disaster, and she doesn't want to be mad at me this time, and plans to go back and find the two of us to solve the problem.

“Then you have to keep an eye on me at all times?" As a man, I couldn't help but think of some personal parts, and he had to watch over me every single time there. Inevitably I blushed and made some embarrassing scenes.

“Mesum, I ignored you, hmph!” 'Linea knew what I was thinking, and her face flushed with anger.

"Well, that's so sweet!” Linea's face was already too pretty, and the angry face of cheeks piercing Linea was a hilarious offense.

“I've decided, I'll use a photo of your handsome face to make the girls pay money.” Linea suddenly turned her head and gave me a wry smile.

“You can use your face to earn money, isn't that cool.”

“It was rejected.” This time it was my turn to be embarrassed and say angrily.

“Hehe, cute once!” Linea smiled, stretched out her hand and pinched my little face, making use of me when I could not move.

In the face of such a sweet Linea, of course I have to fight back, I will try to bite her hand, when I open my mouth.

But the next second, the helicopter suddenly vibrated, because I was not wearing a seatbelt, I fell from my seat, and by chance I fell on Linea and kissed me accidentally.

“What are you doing!” Before I could continue the kiss, Linea flew the helicopter and performed a difficult helicopter maneuver.

An air-to-air missile slightly scratched the nacelle and flew to the side. Through Linea's point of view, I vaguely saw six small dots flying in the distance.

(Nacelle: rotor-like engine next to fuselage/heli)

(AH-64 Apache is a combat helicopter suitable for all weather conditions.)

Linea held me back who wanted to get up, wrapped around my seat belt, and took out a flare from her seat, and fired another missile.

The flare is a heat source, the missile tracks the target from the thermal radiation of the engine, and the flare can play the role of bait for the missile.

The missile hit the flare and turned into beautiful fireworks, and the shrapnel that broke through the helicopter window, it would lead to us However, I immediately covered Linea with my body, the shards finally stabbed into my lower abdomen from the side.

A burst of blood gushed from the corner of my mouth, although I had covered Linea he was still affected and a little blood came out of the corner of Linea's mouth.

After being hit again, I collapsed weakly above Linea. In order not to disturb Linea, I tried my best to swallow the blood flowing out of my mouth.

“Shoppers!”

Linea was in no hurry to adjust the position, and another missile was already in sight, so she had to swing the joystick to the left. A violent change of acceleration tore through my wounds, and for a while, blood flowed like a pond, soaking our clothes both.

“Haku, wait, don't sleep!” It seemed like I was going to sleep, Linea bit her tongue to keep me awake. Yet I stayed asleep, even if it was me, with so many serious injuries, and my body was already at its limit.

Linea's expression turned cold. According to his calculations of my current blood loss volume, it would be impossible to survive without hemostasis in ten minutes, so Linea now only had ten minutes to deal with the six Apaches flying over.

(Hemostasis can be interpreted as a natural mechanism of the body to stop excessive blood loss.)

Anyone with a bit of military common sense knows that a first-generation Hind helicopter during Cold War can be easily destroyed while fighting a second-generation Apache helicopter, especially against six Apaches at the same time.

However, today they were facing an irritated Linea, who was unlikely to lose.

Linea assesses from the other party's flight stability that the other party should be a novice pilot who has just been trained for a while, and is not too familiar with the overall performance of Apache.

This is the problem. These six Apaches belong to the military power of the bionic man. The Apache manufacturing technology was only acquired in a few ways not long ago, so personnel training was absent.

Now that the situation was urgent, the other bionic human troops in the city could not catch up, and they could only allow the six Apaches to catch up.

Due to performance defects caused by nacelle damage, Hind Linea helicopters fly very fast in high altitude areas and are often difficult to control, but at present, these deficiencies are the key to Linea's victory.

The linea pushes the power lever to the maximum speed of the helicopter.

Making three shots misses the opponent, and it takes time to reload the missile. To be careful, opponents plan to close the range first and launch missiles at close range to prevent Linea from taking evasive action.

On the Linea side, he was not worried about ammunition at all, with 201 anti-air missiles and 2,000 machine-gun shells onboard. The biggest advantage of front-mounted weapons is that they have enough ammunition.

The two sides approached quickly, six Apaches rushed forward in a triangular echelon formation, wingmen on the wings guarding against the Linea escape, and three in the middle were in charge of firepower.

At a distance of five kilometers, three Apaches fired missiles simultaneously.

“Hmph, is that all you can do?”

Facing the approaching missile, Linea fired two missiles casually. Linea continued to drive in a straight line at this time, and both sides of the missile flew into each other..

The trajectory of the missile is completely traceable. For ordinary people, it took less than a second to calculate the flight path of the missile. For Linea to be able to, it is simpler than solving a quadratic equation in one variable.

“Hmph! That's a trivial thing.”