"Then let us wait for the Invasion to land and start the attack, and then see if the opponent's knights appear before deciding our own action." The decision made by Count Togram was still the original battle plan.
Below the Destruction, in the shadow of the Giant Rat, several pirate knights were still scattered around the runway of Wolfsburg Airport, searching for the missing spacecraft core. For the Holy Pirate Alliance, a spaceship core is still a great asset.
Two C130 Hercules flew over the sky. They were pure transport planes without any reconnaissance equipment. The few figures on the ground did not attract the attention of the pilots at all.
"The hatch is open! The altitude is 150 meters. Airborne in one minute!" Hercules climbed the circle in the air, corrected his course one last time and entered the sky above the airport along the runway again.
Just as the burning wreckage of the Pelican flew away, the captain in the cabin gave the command to open the cabin door. At the same time, a red light came on in the cabin and a piercing alarm sounded.
"What is that? It looks a lot like that ship." For pirates on the ground, the Pelican should definitely be a ship. "Are we going to join a gang?" More than one pirate is thinking this now.
"Boom!" Finally one pirate decided to do this.
"What is that thing? Did you see it clearly?" A lead pilot stared at the thing that passed by Hercules and shouted. "Is that an anti-aircraft missile?"
"Impossible! It's not that big in diameter." Just as the other pilot objected, there was another "boom" sound. This time he still passed by, but this time he hit an engine. Although the collision was very slight. , but the engine still shuddered and began to spit out flames after a few seconds.
"Skydive! Parachute immediately. We can no longer reach the airborne area!" The pilot restrained his desire to press the nose of the plane and land on the runway and ordered the paratroopers in the back cabin to bail out quickly. It would be easy to land directly at this moment, but that would not be a good thing for those guys in the back cabin.
"Skydive, parachute now." The wingman who followed immediately made the same decision. Anyway, they were not far from the target, and it wouldn't take long for these paratroopers to walk through the entire airport. There would always be some benefit if they all landed together.
"Boom!" Another object flew up from nowhere, but this time no pilot saw it. Only the two pilots on the wingman felt a vibration coming from the belly of the aircraft.
Was it a direct hit? That's it?
"Oh, my God!" Only a few paratroopers floating in the air could see that there was a figure under the belly of the Hercules No. 2 machine. At this moment, it seemed as if he was tearing open the skin of the Hercules' belly with his bare hands. But the pilots on the Hercules couldn't hear the exclamations of these paratroopers at all.
As for the random mechanics and others who are not sitting on the ejection seat, they can only ask for their own blessings.
"Oh, my God!" The two pilots on the handheld machine had time to exclaim, but what happened in the next second almost made their exclamations go back to their throats.
A man appeared in the gap in the wingman's abdomen, glanced this way, then made a squatting posture to take off, and then seriously jumped this way.
The two pilots watched in stunned silence as the man held up a metal spear-like weapon and pierced the fuselage skin behind the cockpit with a bang, fixing himself outside the cabin.
"Skydive, skydive! Skydive in the back cabin quickly." The kind captain shouted loudly, hoping to buy some time for the three random staff in the back cabin to skydive, but the deputy sitting side by side with him had already directly pulled the ejection handle.
Almost at the same time that the co-pilot ejected from the cabin, the bulkhead behind him began to creak. The captain looked back and immediately understood how the big hole in the wingman's belly appeared.
"Hurry up and parachute!" the captain shouted to himself one last time, then pulled the ejection handle and jumped out of the cabin.
The paratroopers who had just landed or were still floating in the air were stunned as the two Hercules they were riding in rushed into the embrace of the earth one after the other and turned into two huge fireballs. It seems that they are here to perform air crash rescue missions.
But after all, these paratroopers are still quite well-trained. At least the airborne height this time was only 150 meters, so it didn't take much time for the personnel to gather after landing.
A dissatisfied airborne company was all present, and even a few guys who sprained their feet during landing jumped over on one leg to report.
But it was these guys who made it impossible for the entire company to move. The captain who led the team had to set up a company command post on the spot and sent a complete platoon to search forward along the runway in the direction of the wreckage of the Pelican. As for the two The wreckage of the Hercules was still further ahead.
As a result, before the captain and company commander could set up communication equipment in the company command post, gunshots rang out from the front, and the intercom was filled with calls for fire support.
"Oh God!" The captain and company commander could not respond to these requests. He only had a few M240 machine guns and two 84mm Carl Gustav recoilless rifles. With these things, he could hardly do anything.
"Retreat, retreat, try to disengage!" He could only give such an order, hoping that his opponent would not pursue him. Fortunately, this order actually achieved his goal, but there were as many as a dozen fewer paratroopers who came back.
"Terminator, that must be the Terminator!" The remaining paratroopers were obviously frightened and couldn't even tell what their opponent was. “These evil robots are incredibly powerful and invulnerable.
One of them directly grabbed the barrel of my gun. I was shooting at the time. If I hadn't let go in time, he might have broken the barrel and my arm together. When the gun exploded, it still hurt my face. . "
A soldier who escaped empty-handed described his opponent endlessly, but the officer next to him felt that he was just exaggerating to cover up his fear.
"It sounds like you hit the target?" Another soldier holding an M249 squad machine gun looked calmer. "I think these guys are simply ninjas. My crosshairs have never hit any of them." .”
"Damn it! I should have told you not to shoot casually! But you made the gunfire into one, and I never heard the second sound. What weapon did the opponent use?"
The captain was still waiting for upward communication, "Where is Lieutenant Jones? I need his report."
"The opponent seemed to be using cold weapons. I saw the lieutenant being lifted into the air by a spear. At that time, he was shouting to us to stop shooting." After waiting for a long time, only the machine gunner could answer this question.
