Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

Nikolai saw that he was missing, and in an instant he lost the momentum of the Ulla he had just shouted.

Immediately dropped the launcher and jumped back to the barn with a rolling belt.

Sure enough, after dodging the RPG, the enraged female deer adjusted its direction and immediately fired back at the cannon.

With a few thuds, the barn gate was instantly blown to smithereens.

The five hid behind a lawn mower, crawling low to hide from debris flying around their heads.

At this time, Gates looked down at the communicator and finally received a good news that made everyone’s hearts shake.

“Mother, the gunboats of the Magnesium People have finally arrived, and they are right on our heads.”

Hearing this, Price immediately called out:

“Sledgehammer! Here is the B6, hear the reply! ”

Two seconds later, a very clear and steady voice came from the headphones of the five people:

“B6, B6, here’s the sledgehammer, I heard you need help, give the order.”

Price: “There is a barn in the southeast corner, and outside is a farmland open space, we are inside, please lock our position immediately.” ”

“Locked, there’s a helicopter attacking you outside the barn?”

Price shouted, “That’s it, blow it up with a 40mm cannon for Dog Day!” ”

“Received, dangerous attack distance, please dodge immediately.”

After saying that, the five people fell lower, and buried their heads in the ground and covered their heads.

Three seconds later, behind a black cloud in the air.

A cloud-piercing arrow shot straight to the ground.

The female deer didn’t even react, and a 40-millimeter shell thicker than her thigh exploded overhead.

Rumble!

This was the second time SC Johnson had been blown up today, and the entire roof of the barn was shaken down to ashes by the aftermath.

“Woohoo!

“Yay!!”

Nikolai and Gates leaned out and looked at the buck outside the door, which had been smashed straight into a pile of scrap iron.

“B6, target cleared.” The gunboat shooter hit a shot and replied without a wave.

“But we can’t tell the difference between the situation on the ground, do you have any friend or foe identification patches?”

The so-called friend or foe identification patch, to put it bluntly, is three long tin foils attached to the top of the head and arms.

The AC130 gunboat in the air flew behind the clouds, more than 10,000 meters above the ground, and could only be identified by infrared thermal imaging.

Aluminum tin foil can feedback the wireless signal reflected by the radar, displayed on the thermal imaging, and the friendly forces will flash at a certain frequency.

If there is no return flash, it will be all enemies, and it will be the end of directly blowing up him.

Listening to the gunboat’s inquiry, Gates scolded.

The mission was rushed too quickly, and the situation changed unpredictably.

So I didn’t bring that stuff with me before I left.

“Uh… Sledgehammer, we don’t have identification stickers, do you have any other ways to identify enemies and enemies? ”

“B6, there’s no other way, we’ve flown as low as we can to the limit.”

“But even at this altitude, you look like just a small black dot that we can’t accurately identify.”

“.”

At this time, the gunboat replied:

“Well, B6, we recently installed new remote control controls.”

“Do you have a portable computer?”

“If so, we can transfer gunner control to you, and there will be a delay of one to two seconds in firing.”

“But you can identify yourself by your surroundings, and you can avoid accidental injuries.”

Hearing this, Gates looked down at the small tablet in his hand, and his eyes lit up:

“Sledgehammer, we have a computer!” Requires an authorization code. ”

“Sledgehammer received, please later.”

After a few minutes, the gunboats made contact with the commanding side and agreed to authorize Gates.

“B6, we agree to connect the terminal, now the gunner control is yours, please pay attention to identification.”

With that, Gates maneuvered the computer a few times to attach the gunboat’s thermal recognition image to his tablet.

“SC Johnson! You control, and don’t blow up your own people. ”

Gates threw the tablet to SC Johnson and said with a bad smile: “Crippled only deserve to play with computers, and the matter of short soldiers is entrusted to us.” ”

Johnson’s eyes widened: “I just have a little injury to my calf, and I am crippled?” ”

“Less nonsense, soap, Nikolai, take the lead.” Price gave the order.

The AC130 aerial gunboat is an extremely simple and brutal violent aesthetic product.

A plane large enough to stuff three guns of different calibers into it and throw her into the sky.

Thus, the so-called air gunboat was born.

In areas where there is no anti-aircraft fire, this thing is simply a big killing weapon for Buddha to block and kill Buddha.

But once the other side has fighters, then the gunboat is useless and can only run.

With a few clicks on the tablet, the gunboat had a corresponding action, but there was a firing delay of almost two seconds.

Several people quickly ran to the evacuation target point, and SC Johnson ran in the middle of the team, still constantly debugging parameters.

Running under a stone bridge, Soap raised his hand to signal that there was an enemy ahead.

“SC Johnson, northwest, one hundred and seventy meters away, BTR armored convoy!”

Hearing the report, SC Johnson squinted his eyes to observe the plate and soon spotted the enemy troops.

The BTR is an armored vehicle, large enough to be very conspicuous on open roads, and is the best test target.

“Greet them with a forty-millimeter cannon, six in a row.” Price squinted his eyes to observe the conductor.

It was said that SC Johnson only tapped a few times on the tablet before looking up at the sky.

Two seconds later, the gunboat fired six shells with flaming tail flames in a row.

Bang Bang Bang!

Six 40mm guns hit accurately.

The armored vehicle carried only one round, and then it was pierced by a second shell, and the whole car jumped over its heels.

“B6, good head, they must be in pain.” Gunboat observers report on the results of the battle.

And the enemy troops, who had not been killed, crawled out of the half-wrecked cars and walked aimlessly on the road with their heads covered.

Even when the SC Johnson five ran past them close to the side, these people did not react in the slightest.

“Poor bastards, they were blown up by a cannon shot…”

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