Vol 2 Chapter 72: Reach out to the world

Everyone on the scene was stunned by this scene. Even the Soviet soldiers stopped shooting and watched Liu Yan jump from the truck holding the huge meteorite.
"Unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable!" Dang Aiguo Lian said three times. He could understand Liu Yan's infinite power. There are enough miracles on this guy. You are not afraid of fire or guns. You can run fast and jump high. Breathing underwater, but this is all on an understandable basis. It can hold a one-ton object and jump from a carriage more than one meter high. This is beyond common sense, because normal humans, even if they are The bones of genetically modified humans can't support such a heavy weight, weighing a ton, and his leg bones broke prematurely with such a jump.
After a short silence, the leader of the KGB officer waved his pistol and ordered the fire, so the pouring rain came again. Liu Yan was holding the meteorite and couldn't avoid it. He walked slowly, every muscle in his body exploded with strength, on his arm. The thick blood vessels bulged up like colorful earthworms. Steam was steaming from the temples, and sweat rolled down, like a line of human-shaped steam locomotives moving forward. The bullets slammed on him, but there was no blood.
Liu Yanzhi could feel that he had been shot. The hot bullet hit his skin and he could no longer move forward. The pain was painful, but at best it was like being hit by a BB bullet. He was hit by 7.62mm rifle bullets. I dare to guarantee that I can withstand the 12.7mm large-caliber machine gun shell. If it is an 85mm anti-tank shell, the consequences will be even more disastrous.
　　 Suddenly, the intensive rain of bullets stopped. Someone blocked Liu Yanzhi behind him. It was the original pillar. He covered Liu Yanzhi with his body to cover him to transport meteorite iron.
The physique of the original column is similar to that of Liu Yanzhi, and he is not afraid of bullet threats. He was shot several times and still behaved as usual. The Soviets discovered that they were not normal human beings. They were extremely frightened. The KGB official shouted, "Use RPG! "
The soldiers hurriedly resisted the anti-tank rocket launcher. This weapon, like the AK47, later became the standard equipment of the third world army or anti-government separatist armed forces. It is a symbol of evil and war. Even if it is a tank, it must be hit by an RPG. Reimbursement, let alone people.
　　The party patriotism rushed, slowed the taxiing speed of the plane, opened the hatch again, and commanded Lei Meng: "Go up the turret to cover!"
Lei Meng suddenly realized that the tail of this military transport aircraft was equipped with a turret. The firepower of the two 23mm autocannons was not covered. He climbed up the turret in three or two steps. It was the first time he operated this weapon, and he was in a daze. Fortunately, the weapons are all analogy. He quickly figured out how to operate. The two machine guns roared and the bullets poured down.
The power of the machine gun is huge, not to mention the paper-like engineering vehicles, even the thin-skinned BMP-1 armored vehicles come and have to rest. Several crawler-type engineering vehicles were blown up, and the soldiers hiding behind were bombed. Death, the RPG also flew to the sky, the Soviet army retreated one after another, the KGB leader ran away when he saw the situation, and a shell came and interrupted him.
　　 Liu Yan held the meteorite and walked into the hatch. Old Guo looked at him, his chin almost fell to the ground, and he said, "Stretching the mountain and maddening the world."
　　 Yu Hanchao wanted to come forward to help, but he couldn't do it. This thing weighs a ton, and it makes no difference whether he can help himself or not.
Liu Yan steadily placed the meteorite iron on the cabin floor, the door slowly closed, the plane was taxiing on the crude runway, and the party’s patriotic voice came from the earphones: "Fix the meteorite iron, otherwise it will fall out when climbing. ."
There were steel cables in the cabin. Everyone fixed the meteorite to the floor. The plane began to climb at a large angle, leveled, and flew south. The party patriot asked Lao Lin to drive, and went to the rear cabin to check Liu Yanzhi’s injuries. At the same time, arranged for Yu Hanchao to go to the cockpit and stare.
The military uniforms on Liu Yanzhi were smashed. The bullets were embedded in the flesh and did not go deep. Everyone was secretly amazed. The mid-power rifle bullets that can penetrate the human body only play the role of the country gunpowder sandblasting gun. This is obviously not The bullet is not good, but Liu Yanzhi is too tough.
　　 "You all get out of the way." Liu Yan said straight, repelling the crowd, sinking his dantian, and tensing his muscles. A dozen warheads ejected and rolled around in the cabin.
　　 "You have evolved." Guan Lu said in surprise, "What have you experienced before, you only had the ability to heal yourself, but now you are invulnerable."
　　 Liu Yan shrugged and didn't speak. He found a dress to put on. He couldn't explain it because he didn't understand what was going on.
　　 The state of the original pillar was almost as good as the entire front chest was beaten to pieces, lying on the deck dying.
　　 "Boy, don't worry, you can't die." Dang Paiguo comforted him, "I will operate on you later, take out the bullets, and you will be fine after you sleep."
"Why can't I die?" The original pillar asked in a faint voice. He was just an ordinary soldier from a rural background, with a poor knowledge structure and a low level of education. It was difficult to explain all this to him. The party patriotic think about it and say: "You I ate the elixir."
　　 "That turned out to be the elixir..." The mood of the original pillar suddenly sank.
　　 "Why are you still upset? After eating the elixir and immortal, you are still not satisfied, want to be the Jade Emperor, you?" Lei Meng teased.
　　 "No... the elixir should be dedicated to Chairman Mao and his elders. What do I eat and spoil things." The original pillar said, sobbing unexpectedly.
　　 "What a simple soldier." Old Guo was very moved and almost wanted to write a poem, but he realized that the danger had not been lifted, and asked the party patriot: "Chief, where are we flying to?"
"To the south." Dang Aiguo said two words in general, and he was calculating what to do next. Obviously, such a large meteorite iron could not be put into the transit cabin. It might be possible to cut it with a cutting machine, but that would damage it. Structure, the only feasible way is to find a hidden place to bury it, and then dig it out after returning.
　　 The original pillars can be brought back to study. In this way, both mission objectives have been achieved, and this crossing is considered a complete success.
Lei Meng has received basic sanitation training. He can bandage wounds and treat broken limbs. He has the right equipment to take bullets. Anyway, there is no need to worry about the bleeding and death of the wounded. The blood in the original column is in a semi-coagulated state, and the person is gradually unconscious. In the past, surgery happened.
Liu Yanzhi used too much force and rested on the bulkhead. Amid the monotonous noise of the propellers, everyone was drowsy. Dang Paiguo returned to the cockpit. Lao Lin was flying staring at the compass. His old eyes were dim and he was flying at night. It was really not easy. There is no shortage of pictures. The Soviets have done adequate preparations before the war, and the transport planes have detailed Chinese airspace charts.
　　 "Soviet fighters won't be chasing them." Party Paiguo asked.
"It depends on their efficiency, but I have a pessimistic view of it." Lao Lin watched the starry sky outside the cabin. The plane was crossing the Great Wall and the dark mountains below. In 1969, China had almost no decent air defense force. The few surface-to-air missile battalions were exhausted in response to the high-altitude reconnaissance of the Taiwan military. Anti-aircraft artillery units were deployed around important military targets and large cities. There were no air defense units in the wilderness, let alone radar. Only the Soviet MiG fighters were worried.
The Soviet fighters did not chase them. It is really difficult for them to coordinate the execution of emergency missions across the services. This is something that can only be done by an efficient intelligence agency such as the CIA. In order to track the artificial people, Lao Lin coordinated the mercenaries within a few hours. , Sino-US joint flight team, army aviation, airborne troops and other units under different subordinates, killed Cuiwei Mountain, and the Soviets, this is one of his proud qualifications.
　　 A solitary transport plane flies in the night sky. The destination is Omi City, Jiangdong Province. The Patriotic Party plans to make an emergency landing near Cuiwei Mountain. If there is no way to make an emergency landing, the meteorite is thrown down. Everyone is parachuted. As for Mr. Guo, let it be fate.
When the sky was dark, Liu Yanzhi woke up and looked at her body. Guan Lu slept soundly with a gleam of saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth. He took the blanket to help Dr. Guan cover it, and looked at the sleeping woman. The original column, with teardrops hanging on the young man’s simple face, he probably dreamed of something, which reminded him of the column, the same simple warrior, the fate of these two men is probably the same, the original column has not much lifespan. .
　　 Guo Lao was wrapped in a blanket and shrank in the corner. He was awake, and he was looking at Liu Yanzhi secretly, probably still thinking about the magical scene of the world.
　　 The cabin was dry and cold, and the high-altitude temperature was very low. It was refreshing. Liu Yan walked straight to the cockpit. There were thousands of miles of sunrise outside the window, and the thick clouds were invisible. I didn't know where it was below.
　　 "Where are you?" Liu Yan asked directly.
　　 "It's coming soon." Dang Aiguo said. He was carrying a cup of hot coffee. This was the configuration of the crew and was enjoyed by the hijacker.
　　 Suddenly a bright silver shadow emerged from the clouds and flew head-on, with the nose in the air, and the wings swept back. The fuselage was painted with red Chairman Mao's quotations. It was the People's Liberation Army F-6 fighter.
The party patriot exclaimed, I do it. He pressed down the rudder forcefully and dived into the clouds in an attempt to avoid the fighter's attack, but more than one J-6 came to intercept. It was a standard two-plane formation. Speed ​​advantage and maneuverability can easily shoot down this propeller transport aircraft.
　　 "Attention all, carry your umbrella bag." The party patriotically ordered, and at the same time called J-6 in plain language: "Comrades in the air force, please don't open fire, we are our own, repeat, we are our own."
　　 A question from the PLA pilot came over the radio: "Where are you from your own!"
　　 "We are the air force ground service of the Inner Mongolia Military Region. We hijacked the plane of the Soviet revisionist invaders. Now we are lost. Please lead us to land at a nearby airport." The Patriotic Party replied calmly.
　　 The pilots really hit the mark. One was leading the way, and the other was flying alongside. Dang Aiguo waved to them in the cockpit. The pilots saw the faces of the Chinese and waved to them.
　　 "You want to surrender?" Lao Lin asked, "This is not a good idea. It is difficult for us to explain our identities. Maybe we will be detained until the end of the war."
　　 "I am a surrender." Dang Paiguo Road, "the clouds are thick, they can't find it if I hide in."
"This plan is feasible." Lao Lin nodded. He is too aware of the capabilities of PLA pilots these years. There are very few all-weather pilots, night flights, bad weather, and long-distance transfers. They can only perform missions under the guidance of radar on sunny days. The number of flying hours per year of elite pilots is not even as high as that of foreign military pilots.
　　 The party patriotic smiled triumphantly, came a big angle maneuver, flew into the thick clouds, and then dived directly to the ground, he wanted to fly at a very low altitude to avoid the search and capture of high-speed fighters.
He made a wrong calculation. Although the pilot was a rookie, there was a whole regiment of anti-aircraft guns on the ground. This is a militia anti-aircraft artillery regiment, equipped with anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft guns of various calibers. The barrels are camouflaged with branches. Our wicker helmets are also tied with leaves, looking down from the air, underneath is a dense woods, I know the murderous intention is hidden.
　　 Su Xiu planes plunged into the net. The militiamen who had been waiting for a long time secreted adrenaline sharply. The commander blew his whistle and waved the small red flag forcefully. Suddenly, ten thousand cannons were fired. Numerous tracer bullets were shot into the air and organized into a dense fire net.
The party’s patriotic face was ashamed and hurriedly pulled up, but it was too late. The plane was shot and scarred. It flew south with black smoke. A propeller lost power, the fuel tank was leaked, and the fuel gauge pointer quickly decline.
"Attention all, prepare to parachute." said Dang Aiguo. With his half-slapped flying skills, manipulating such a wounded plane would be tantamount to suicide~EbookFREE.me~ In the cabin, Lei Meng gave Guo Moruo a suit. Putting on the umbrella bag, he pushed him to the hatch, opened the hatch, and the cold wind was blowing straight in. No one from Guo, Qi, 80, who had seen this before, clung to the hatch and refused to parachute.
　　Party Patriotic suddenly saw that the front suddenly opened up and it was a vast area of ​​water. He quickly opened the tail hatch and ordered Liu Yanzhi to push the meteorite down.
　　 Liu Yan moved straight and quickly, untied the steel cable, pushed the meteorite back, and pushed the big guy down along the hatch. The meteorite fell into the lake from a height of 1,000 meters, splashing high water jets.
　　 "This is a salt lake, surrounded by saline-alkali land, inaccessible." Dang Paiguo tried hard to control the plane, looked back, and sighed: "Come and fish again in forty-eight years."
The two J-6 fighters flew out of the clouds without dispersing, and the cannons under the abdomen were sprayed with flames. This time they no longer believed in the nonsense of returning from the hijacking. They fired fiercely and beat the fuselage of An-12. Riddled with holes.
　　 Everyone quickly parachuted out, one by one out of the hatch. The original pillars lined up in front of Liu Yanzhi. When it was his turn to jump, a 30mm shell came and knocked his upper body away.
　　The situation is critical. Liu Yanzhi couldn't make any response. He could only jump out of the cabin and forcefully open the parachute rope, but he couldn't pull it away. He was stunned. The Soviet parachute could not be used!
　　 Liu Yan flew straight to the earth in a free fall state, watching the trees in the farmland rushing towards his face.
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