Chapter 689: Yoshimi

"It's so enjoyable!"
De Horan Puyi unsuccessfully took the launch tube of a Stinger missile from his shoulder. The missile in the tube had been launched by him, and the target he was aiming at was now turning into a burning ball. The flames fell rapidly from the air.
Leibo on the side laughed and said, "How about it, old dear, unhappy?"
De Horanpuu laughed and replied: "It's cool, it's so cool, how could it be uncomfortable? It's a pity that there are too few goods coming, and there are only four racks, and it's gone before you have fun."
When Leibo heard the words, he suddenly said, "I said that you must be content to be a man. Do you know that, just now, in order to knock down all 4 helicopters at once and not give them a chance to escape. I slammed 8 missiles up. Do you know how much this thing costs?"
"How much?" De Holump was aroused by Leibo's curiosity and quickly asked.
Leibo stretched out his right hand and opened five fingers, half proud and half ostentatious, shook in front of De Horumpe's eyes and said: "You see it, I need this number!"
"500? Isn't that expensive?" De Holump replied.
"I'm pooh, return 500, 500 you should play your 40 fire honestly!" Leibo responded with disdain.
De Horump took a cold breath and said, "Fuck it, isn't it? It actually costs 5,000 rounds, which is too expensive..."
Leibo looked at De Holump with contempt: "5000? Hehe, 5000 can be bought, how much do you take, I will charge you!"
De Horump's voice trembled a little, and he asked again in a very unconfident voice: "Old Lei, this is really nonsense. Is it 50,000 shots?"
Leibo happily said, "What I lied to you to do, it's really 50 thousand shots, and it has to be US dollars!"
"Oh my god, it costs 50,000 dollars a shot. So, 400,000 dollars went out just now! How many bullets do you have to buy..."
It’s no wonder that Dehanganpu will sigh this way. The Deangbang People’s Liberation Army is probably the poorest of the dozens of tribal armed forces under the banner of "Mindiwu", large and small, and its traditional control area is in The Mogok-Mengmi line is located in the interior of Burmese jade, and it does not border any borders. Before last year, it did not even border the control areas of any other "civil war" organization. It was difficult to get some weapons smuggling before. It’s difficult, so the material support available is very limited. The equipment can basically be said to be what is picked up and what is used. In an old Chinese saying, it is "three years of new, three years of old, and three years of sewing and mending." The gun, even if the rifling is flattened, is reluctant to lose it; as for the supply of ammunition, it is even more difficult. Not to mention that the behavior of pressing a person’s hair before each battle is quite similar to that of China’s guerrilla warfare. After the second war, as long as there is time, the battlefield will be cleaned over and over again. That clean plate, which has definitely been licked by dogs, ensures that you will not even be able to find a bullet.
If it weren’t for the De'ang people’s sturdy folk customs, but they were bullied by the Burmese army so badly that they fought a war without fear of death, they would have been killed ten times by the Burmese army based on their logistical capabilities. Eight times.
That's why Dhorump exclaimed that after hearing Leibo said that the addiction that he had just mentioned was worth 400,000 US dollars.
After he was exclaimed, De Horamp suddenly remembered something, he couldn't help but salivated his face and leaned in front of Leibo, rubbing his hands and said, "Uh, that, Commander Lei, I saw this last time. There seems to be a lot of them, can you, can you take a few brothers to be courageous? With this stuff, we will no longer be afraid of Lao Burmese plane."
Leibo glanced at De Hollandp and said: "Old German, with the relationship between the two of us, I am willing to help you with this matter, but you also know that such an expensive weapon, I said yes. It doesn’t count. You have to ask our teacher Xie, if it’s better, when the battle is over, I will help you to probe the tone of our teacher, so that you don’t just get in there, in case you run into it. A gray nose is ugly."
Seeing Leiboken's help, De Holump couldn't help but grinned and agreed: "That's, that's, it's all due to Brother Ray's help at that time. Don't worry, I will never let you help in vain. I still hide. With two cakes and good tea, I will send it to you after the battle is over. Don't care if this happens or not, I will give you this tea!"
"Haha, Old German, this is what you said, it's a deal, don't regret it!"
"No repentance, never repentance, a man of a man, it's hard to chase after a word!"
...
Leibo and De Horump were talking and laughing and bribing and accepting bribes, while Jue Xintai, who had just been overthrown by the huge blast of air, was struggling to get up from a pile of bricks and rubble, and he slammed it hard. His head aroused a burst of dust and fell from him, and then he spit out the mud and sand in his mouth with a few vigorous "Bah Bah". I only felt that my throat was dry and Venus appeared in my eyes. "Buzzing" in my head.
He staggered up and glanced around to find the culprit of all this-a disintegrated "Huey".
Most of the fuselage of "Huey" crashed into this room. It was already fragmented at the moment, and half of the human body that had been torn apart was hung on the outer edge of its torn cockpit. When Xintai scanned the past, It was discovered that this body was just the upper half of the guy who had just gestured to him with a "reptile" mouth shape.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing why he wanted to laugh a little, but when he opened his mouth, there was a silent cry.
He sank back to the ground, and saw a few soldiers rushing in in a daze. It was his guard. He saw a guard rushing in front of him, his mouth closing in anxiously, but he didn't seem to say anything. With any sound, he also saw several other people struggling to lift a body out of the ruins. It should be his adjutant. The adjutant’s body was soft, with his head drooping to one side. There was no sign of being alive, he thought. Say something, with a mouth open, but only a mouthful of blood gushes out...
...
"Report to Battalion Commander Lei that Beacon 1, 3, and 6 have been activated, and the signal has been continuously launched for more than 5 minutes. It should be that the enemy's tank unit has reached the predetermined location and is now blocked by the minefield."
"it is good!"
Lei Tao, who was still sleeping on the grass just now, jumped up and threw up a stalk of grass that had been in his mouth. He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. Then he ordered: "Telegram Master Xie, just say I will start attacking here in 5 minutes. Now listen to my orders and all the gunners are in place!"
"Yes!"
"Target, scheduled coordinates 1, 3, 6, and all rocket launchers are ready~"
"No. 1 gunner is ready, please give instructions!"
"No. 2 gunner is ready, please give instructions!"
...
A smirk appeared at the corner of Lei Tao's mouth. He raised his head and barked his teeth at the distant target that he couldn't see at all. He said silently in his heart: "Grandchildren, I'm afraid you can only be a fool. On Huangquan Road, just think about it slowly, Lord, I will see you off!"
"emission!"
"Shoo, hoo,", after a while, countless points of light dragged the long tail flames up like shooting stars, dispelling the last trace of haze before dawn, and drew beautiful arcs in mid-air towards the distance. .
With such a beautiful day, Lei Tao felt full of pride in his chest, and he should write a poem to express his passion at the moment. Unfortunately, he pondered for a long time, and finally he only suffocated one sentence:
"Fuck, so beautiful!"