Heavy machine gun cover, Chinook helicopters landed tactically. Special forces who had landed on the ropes fired fire toward the top of the mountain, with gunfire sounds and bullets raining. This scene was like a Hollywood gunfight blockbuster.

In such a rain of bullets, Xia Lei suddenly stood up from behind the bunker, and then the Hellhound's single-soldier cannon on his shoulder roared, and a shell roared towards the Chinook helicopter that had just hovered.

Boom!

The shells hit the propeller on the nose of the Chinook helicopter.

The flames shone on the sky, and the nose of the Chinook helicopter was instantly torn and smashed. The remaining fuselage fell to the ground and rolled down twice before stopping.

No one expected that Xia Lei had such a heavy weapon in his hand. If he had known in advance, even if he gave Chinook a pilot a hundred courage, he would not dare to land within the attack range of the Hellhound's single-soldier cannon.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

After succeeding in one shot, Xia Lei then shrank back. Almost at that moment, a few bullets wiped the top of his head and flew over.

"Beautiful job!" Yue Ye Xingzi couldn't help but cheer and patted Xia Lei on the shoulder.

Using artillery to strike helicopters is almost impossible in the military world. But it depends on what kind of cannon it is. If it is the hell of the Rema Group. Dog single-soldier cannon, in a specific environment, such as now, it can be done.

"Be careful, these people are not ordinary characters. They are all India's most elite anti-terrorism special forces." Xia Lei did not relax. Just as he was speaking, he had completed the second loading of the Hellhound's single-soldier artillery.

There is only one helicopter left now, but the helicopter did not dare to approach the mountain at all. The machine gunner on the flank of the cabin operated the heavy machine gun and poured ammunition into the mountain frantically, and he wanted to use the machine gun in his hand to flatten the entire mountain to the ground. But this was simply wishful thinking. The pilot did not dare to fly into the range of the xl2500 sniper rifle, and he did not dare to fly into the range of the Hellhound's single gun. But he kept at a distance of 4,000 meters, and the accuracy of the heavy machine gun loaded on the helicopter was almost zero.

However, such blind shots also caused trouble to Xia Lei and the members of the Zodiac War Team. Bullets were flying above and beside them. Who can guarantee that they would not be hit by a stray bullet after they emerge? Luck is good, and bad is bad. If luck is bad at this time, it would be a fatal matter.

In this kind of firepower suppression, the anti-terrorism special forces who had completed the rope drop had already gained a foothold and set up a front. With their help, the personnel in the trapped Chinook helicopter took the opportunity to escape. But for them, the battle in just a few minutes was like a nightmare.

"Damn it!!" The commander of the Counter-Terrorist Special Forces who crawled out of the cabin was about to go crazy. "Who gave this information? This is simply a trap!"

At this time, it is too late to save your life, so who can still answer his question?

Mei Hattori, who crawled out of the cabin, lay on the ground. She was the only person here who was not wearing a combat uniform and carrying weapons. She wore a sexy black leather skirt, paired with black stockings and red high heels. She gave people the feeling that she was not here to fight, but a noble lady who watched the gunfight blockbuster movie.

But she didn't know that she was not watching 2D movies, but 3D movies. When the lch armed helicopter was shot down, she was actually not nervous at all. It was not until the Chinook transport plane she was riding was killed by Xia Lei and fell to the ground that she realized that things had exceeded her control! She also realized that this operation was not her chasing Xia Lei, but Xia Lei was setting up an ambush to kill the Hattori family!

The Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander suddenly rushed to Mei Hattori, grabbed her hair, and pressed her pistol on Mei Hattori, "Tell me! What's going on!"

"I..." On one side was a death threat, on the other side was the Indian commander's out of control. Under the double pressure, Hattori Mei's face suddenly disappeared, and her tongue could not be straightened.

"Tell me what's going on!" The Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander roared: "Our losses are so heavy, how do you ask me to explain it to the higher authorities!"

An lch armed helicopter, a Chinook transport aircraft imported from the United States, and an ordinary helicopter. Such losses are indeed impossible to explain to the military, especially the corruption of the Indian military is involved!

"Let her go!"

A cold voice came from behind. Before the Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander looked back, a gun hit the back of his head.

Several anti-terrorism special forces nearby then pointed their guns at Hattori Tori who pointed their commander with guns. Someone shouted at Hattori Tori Tori, "Bastard! Are you looking for death? Put down the gun!"

Hattori had no fear on his face. He raised the communicator in his hand to his lips, "My people are still on that plane. As long as I have an order, they will shoot you. If you are attacked from both sides, you will not survive."

The anti-terrorism special forces soldiers also became nervous. The people from the Hattori family were still on the helicopter, controlling these two heavy machine guns. If those people fired at them from behind, they would really die here!

"Wait!" The Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander removed the pistol that was pressed against Hattori Mei's head, "Don't be impulsive, we are not enemies."

Mei Hattori finally recovered, "It's you who shouldn't be impulsive! It's your chief who collects the money, and the person who explains to the Indian military should be your chief rather than you. This operation is the intelligence provided by your Indian intelligence system. This operation is just an anti-terrorism operation. Do you understand?"

Mei Hattori's words seemed to have awakened the Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander, and his eyes also shifted from Mei Hattori to the top of the mountain.

"Also, the person on the top of the mountain is a big man that the United States and India want to get rid of. If you and your people can catch him or even kill him, the Indian military will not only not hold you responsible, but will also give you generous rewards!" Hattori Mei's condition seemed to have completely recovered. Her weapon was not a gun, but her mind and her mouth.

"Mr. Belly, let your people support from the air, I want to kill those guys!" said the Indian counter-terrorism special forces commander.

"No problem." Hattori said in Japanese to the communicator: "Fly higher, keep the firepower suppressed, and cooperate with the ground attack!"

"Received!" The sound of Japanese reply came from the communicator.

"And." Hattori lowered his voice, "Go smarter, you are controlling the last helicopter, we have to leave a way out."

"I understand." The reply in the communicator.

The helicopter hovered in the sky suddenly rose to its height, and wanted to approach the top of the mountain without changing the distance. Two heavy machine guns on both wings of the cabin shot at the top of the mountain together. The bullets fired by the two heavy machine guns poured towards the top of the mountain like red iron.

"Storm up! Kill them!" The Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander gave the order.

The anti-terrorism special forces hidden behind the rock bunker acted quickly, and with the help of the terrain, they hugged their waists and charged upwards. While rushing forward, they shot blindly upwards.

The people above seemed to have crawled into the soil and had no reaction.

When India's anti-terrorism special forces launched a charge, Hattori Shizuki gave Hattori Mei a wink.

Hattori Mei took off her high heels and ran down the mountain.

"What did she do?" The Indian anti-terrorism special forces commander glared at Hattori Mei's back, and there was a subconscious action of lifting a gun in his hand.

Hattori Tsukiri blocked the commander's face, "She is a woman, she doesn't even have weapons. Do you still expect the women of our Hattori family to fight?"

"She may not go, but you have to go with us!" the commander said viciously.

"Hmph! I'm here to kill him!" Hattori put away his pistol, took off a ta assault rifle made by the Imi company from his shoulder, pulled up the bolt, and rushed up to the top of the mountain.

The battle continued, but it was carried out in a way that the attacking personnel were absolutely unwilling to do.

If the people on the top of the mountain do not shoot, they will definitely shoot an anti-terrorism special forces soldier whenever they have the chance. Those people are not terrorists at all, but the top hunters!

Just as the battle was ongoing, Hattori Mei stumbled toward the mountain. The rocks cut through the soles of her feet, scratched her skirt and clothes, revealing a large white back and a red bikini butt. But at this time she could no longer feel the pain and shame. She had only one thought in her mind, that was, to escape from here and live!

The people from the Hattori family and the Indian anti-terrorism special forces were still attacking, but she had already given up. At the beginning, on the snow-capped mountain in Dawang, West China Province, nearly one hundred elite troops from the United States, India and Japan were chasing Xia Lei and a female agent from the 101st Bureau, but that operation actually failed strangely! The battle in front of her was still dominated by the terrain compared to that time, Xia Lei also had more helpers! How could she be optimistic about the ongoing offensive?

Hattori was also in the attacking team. She knew very well, but she didn't care at all.

Boom! A sudden explosion came from behind. The running Hattori Mei turned around in panic. She saw several Indian anti-terrorism special forces bombed up. A person's head drew a blood-sprayed parabola in the air, and it fell on a rock in front of her with a buzz.

Her head shattered as early as the explosion, and the fall exploded directly, and her brain, blood and bones squirted into her legs.

"Wow" Hattori Mei opened her mouth and vomited, and she couldn't even cover her.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang...

Xia Lei's men suddenly began to fight back frantically. The six Wind Assault Rifles were like crazy beasts, spraying their poisonous fangs at the attacking people with their teeth. The extremely fast firing rate, comparable to the range of sniper rifles, and nearly zero recoil. The power and performance of the Wind Assault Rifles produced by the Lema Group threw the rifles of the Indian anti-terrorism special forces far away. This counterattack disintegrated the offensive of the Indian anti-terrorism special forces in the blink of an eye, and several corpses were even left on the ground!

Whoosh!

A shell suddenly flew from the ground to the helicopter hovering in the sky.
Chapter completed!