Vol 7 Chapter 1708: The counterattack of the rose knight

Even for the most elite soldiers of Hope Nation, a travel-like easy task often leads directly to because of a helicopter crash. The communication channel that was full of relaxed and joyful atmosphere was suddenly full of exclamations in the first minute. .
"Damn it, Falcon III crashed! I didn't see exactly what happened!"
"Support us, ask for support, ask for support! Someone is injured!"
"Rescue them quickly, the otherworldly women rushed towards them!"
"What shall we do, fire at once?"
A landing phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. This is a true portrayal of the soldiers of Hope Nation who like to take helicopters to carry out their missions. In a helicopter flying in the air, there is almost nothing in the different world that can threaten the safety of the soldiers, but once they chase the plane, they must immediately Face the dangers.
The commander, who was still triumphant just now, was immediately dumbfounded. Before, he used the airborne cannon to randomly fire and splashed so much dust on the ground that he did not observe the transmission of the girl wizard at all. The summoning magic was emitted. The magical aura was not very conspicuous, and the summoned iron net was located above the helicopter group, so that the commander did not immediately figure out what was wrong with the helicopter that fell.
"Commander, do we open fire to cover the crashed teammates?" The wingman's weapon operator asked anxiously over the radio: "If we don't fire again, it will be too late!"
"Open...no...no!"
The commander entangled and said: "If we shoot and kill a princess in another world, the nature of the whole incident will be completely changed. It is equivalent to the foreign development agreement organization directly intervening in the internal struggle of the Axdon Empire. This is a serious violation of the above. We all have to go to a military court for the order given!"
"However, our comrades-in-arms are in extreme danger..."
For the sake of his own future, the commander bit his head and said: "They have self-defense firearms, which can hold them for at least a while. They are only a group of women besieging them. Even if they don’t have guns in their hands, it’s not difficult to hold on for a while, right? The cavalry will arrive soon, as long as you hold on for a while, you can escape!"
This is exactly what the dead fellow is not dead. If this operation is screwed up, the commander’s military position will definitely not be retained. If it is worse, he will go to a military court for trial and go to jail, squatting for more than ten years. The prison will be over in a lifetime, and I'm afraid it will not be a bleak night scene as a tramp.
Compared with the overall situation of the country and the destruction of its own future, even if a few hapless soldiers die, it is not a big deal. Even if the soldiers who crashed really suffered casualties, it could be explained later that it was a mechanical failure of the helicopter. It is not human error that the commander can control.
To be the commander of the reconnaissance squad, he has to work hard in the military system for many years, but unlike the flat-headed soldier, he doesn’t understand politics and is easy to get involved. The commander wisely did something to himself and even other members of the squad. It is the most advantageous choice. As for whether the hapless people who have crashed can survive, they can only pray to God for blessing them. If God does not bless them, no one can blame others. They can only say that they are sinful and cannot be forgiven by God. Right.
It's a pity that the truth of the crash was not a mechanical malfunction. Taking advantage of the chaos, no one paid attention to the magical girl again quietly chanting the summoning spell, and aimed the spearhead at another helicopter.
It is also this group of Hope pilots who are too careless, thinking that the female cavalry using cold weapons from other worlds is not threatening to them and they are not afraid. The helicopters chose to fly at low altitude and hover intimidate, and the altitude is within the range of the summoning spell. With the spell After finishing, one after another iron nets fell in the air, entangled the propeller of the helicopter below.
The airplane that was directly covered with the main rotor was okay. It was nothing more than a vertical fall without power. If the iron net deviated slightly and covered the tail rotor, the helicopter would spin out of control and crash.
One of the helicopters was in this situation. It ran into a wingman out of control and ignited fuel. The two aircraft exploded into fireballs in the air, and the crew screamed and turned to ashes in the fire.
The reconnaissance team composed of five helicopters fell two in a blink of an eye. The other two collided and exploded in the air, leaving only the plane on which the commander was flying, fortunately to escape the iron net.
This time the commander realized that he had been attacked by a spellcaster from another world. Seeing the spellcaster hiding in the smoke and dust below raised his staff again, the commander couldn't take care of the future even as his life was at stake. Hastily ordered the shooter to press the control button of the revolver gun.
The rain of bullets fired by the machine gun whipped past like a whip, knocking the place where the magical girl was in dust and splashing, and the bullets of the large-caliber machine gun would explode when hit on the ground, although it was not clear whether the bullet hit the target, But the exploded shrapnel was enough to tear all the creatures in that area into pieces.
After the shooting, before the commander could breathe a sigh of relief, the propeller overhead made a piercing metal tearing sound, and the fuselage slammed to the next. A strong wind blew underneath, and the dust splashed by the previous shooting was blown away. The place where the spellcaster stood before was empty, and the machine gun shot missed the target at all.
A simple mirroring technique deceived the eyes of the machine gunner. Now it is broad daylight after all, and it is not suitable to turn on the infrared night vision observation instrument. In an emergency, the shooter can only aim with the naked eye, but hit the wrong target.
The propeller broke and the helicopter lost its ascent power. Fortunately, the altitude was not high. The occupants who fell to the ground were only slightly impacted. No one was seriously injured, and their mobility was not affected much.
The commander hurriedly unfastened his seat belt, took out his self-defense pistol, and shouted: "Immediately implement the crash emergency plan, everyone takes out self-defense weapons and tries to retreat to safety on foot! Attention, try to shoot the enemy's non-lethal parts, we Without permission to engage in battle, shooting an alien princess will lead to jail!"
Pulling open the deformed cabin door forcefully, the commander took the lead and led the crew to rush out of the helicopter wreck that had caught fire. As soon as he rushed out of the cabin, he saw a beautiful girl with a face and body comparable to a top Victoria's Secret model of Nordic origin. He rushed towards them with a knight shield and a long sword.
If in the real world, the big beauties took the initiative to embrace and hug, these hopeful national guys would probably be happy, but at this moment they almost their pants in fright.
The commander had forgotten the command he had just given, raised his pistol and fired at the upper body of the beautiful girl knight. The penetration of the 9mm bullet was limited. The bullet hit the knight’s shield and was slightly deflected, and then hit the knight’s shield. The shoulder armor of the girl knight was removed, leaving a bullet hole in it.
The kinetic energy of the bullet was absorbed by the shield and armor a lot, and it could no longer penetrate the flesh and blood of the female knight, and was embedded in the flesh.
The female knight just snorted, and her movements were not affected at all. Such injuries and pains were not much different from hitting arrows. She was completely within the range of the knight's endurance. She gritted her teeth and rushed towards the commander, her sword swift as electricity. It slashed hard, the sword light flashed, the commander subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and the hand holding the gun was cut off by his wrist.
Before the screaming of the commander who had broken his hand had time to utter, the female knight raised her long leg as her chest and kicked him away. This foot was so powerful that she almost caught up with the heart of the top uFC players. With his feet, the commander's weight of nearly 200 pounds was kicked, his feet floated off the ground and fell backward, knocking the crew members who followed him to the ground.
Driving a helicopter, these hopeful pilots seem to be in control of thunder and lightning. They are as powerful as gods and can play female knights between their hands. But they fight face-to-face. The beautiful girls who have received orthodox knight training can fight alone. They are ten technical non-commissioned officers who are over-nourished and pampered.