The Shot That Changed Everything!
Under Wu Qianli and Tan Ziwei's loud shouts, all the volunteer soldiers stopped what they were doing.
He stood at the side and looked at the sky blankly.
He did not know what had happened.
Only the 7th Company and Tan Zi started to look for cover for the soldiers.
"Hurry up! Don't look anymore. Hurry up and hide. The US military is about to launch an air strike.”
Wu Qianli shouted nervously.
After experiencing so many battles, Wu Qianli had already developed an unconditional trust in Ye Qing.
And all of this.
It was all because Ye Qing had won his trust through battle after battle.
Wu Qianli and Tan Ziwei's roars finally had an effect.
Although they did not hear the sound of the American aircraft.
However, the soldiers began to look for cover or retreat from the battlefield.
Buzz!
At this moment, the sound of an American aircraft suddenly rang out, and it was getting louder and louder.
"Bazuka!"
Tan Ziwei hurriedly asked for a bazooka from the soldier. He shouted to hide as he ran toward the nearest mountain peak.
Ping He looked at Tan Ziwei and followed him without thinking.
Buzz!
At this moment, the American fighter jets suddenly appeared, and the volunteer soldiers were extremely flustered.
Ping He fired three shots in a row.
However, the American fighter jets were so darned thick and heavy that they could not be penetrated at all.
After the American fighter planes discovered the enemy.
The plane turned around and dived toward Tan Ziwei and Ping He. The large-caliber machine gun fired wildly at the two.
"Run!"
Tan Ziwei roared.
Looking at the trajectory that was gradually approaching the two of them, Tan Zi ran desperately for Peace River towards the top of the mountain.
The volunteer soldiers at the foot of the mountain also watched this scene.
She couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for the two of them.
Wu Qianli's eyes flickered as he stared at the highest mountain peak and muttered.
"Ye Qing, Ye Qing, shoot!! Don't let Tan Zi sacrifice himself for these two bastards, Peace River.”
Wu Qianli was so nervous that the bones in his fingers were turning white.
Ye Qing held his breath.
He aimed at the fighter jet through the scope.
He was very clear.
This was only the first US fighter jet to drop the marker bomb. There was still a large number of bomber groups behind.
It was progressing normally.
Tan Ziwei had indeed relied on Bazuka to shoot down this American fighter jet.
However, the crucial point was…
Before the crash, the American fighter plane had successfully dropped a marker bomb.
What was a marking bullet?
The marker bomb was a marker bomb. Its main purpose was to indicate the target during the night bombing.
In order to prevent the volunteer army from being bombed by the US army, Lei Gong had to do something.
He had actually placed the marking bullet on the back seat of the jeep and drove away with the marking bullet.
One had to know.
The marking bullet would cause fatal high-temperature burns to the human body and bring intense physical and mental pain to the injured.
But even so.
Thunderlord endured the pain and drove to safety.
In the end.
The American bomber's bomb overturned the jeep, and Thunderlord was also hit by the overturned jeep and died in the end.
This was also the most unsettling thing about this gaze.
What Ye Qing wanted to do now.
He wanted to take advantage of the American fighter jet's dive to shoot him down and change everything.
Ye Qing was a little nervous.
Although he had successfully shot down four American fighter jets, he was inexplicably nervous this time.
He let out a deep breath.
He felt the rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat, and he held his breath and focused his mind as one.
The surrounding scenery disappeared.
Ye Qing could only see the darkness and the trajectory of the American fighter jets.
It was now!
Ye Qing's eyes flashed as he steadily pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The sound of a sniper rifle rang out at the top of the mountain.
He fired!
The 7th Company looked at the American fighter jet.
It was Ye Qing who had fired!
Boom!
Sparks exploded from the cockpit, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared.
"He hit it! Hahaha, Ye Qing hit it again!”
Wu Qianli punched the air excitedly.
" Old Ye, you played well!!"
Yu Congrong was so excited that his body was trembling.
The machine gun stopped firing.
Tan Ziwei and He Ping were still running, but above their heads, a US fighter jet's cockpit burst into flames as it whistled past.
The American fighter jet was still diving down.
Until…It crashed into a valley far ahead.
Boom!
Another violent explosion echoed.
Ye Qing had succeeded!
"Good boy! It's that brat Ye Qing, right?"
Tan Ziwei put down the Bazuka and asked Ping He.
"Yes, I am."
Ping He grinned.
Looking at the figure standing up at the top of the mountain, Ping He had no intention of competing.
He had tried it just now.
If three shots couldn't take down the American fighter jet, then one shot could destroy the fighter jet. What was the point of competing?
"His marksmanship is quite accurate. What's his name?”
Tan Ziwei looked at Ping He.
"Report! Seventh Company, 280th, Ping He.”
But Tan Ziwei was about to go down the mountain.
He suddenly saw the crash site of the fighter jet in the distance. Other than the flames, a large amount of red mist appeared after the explosion.
This made Tan Ziwei stop in his tracks.
His eyes were filled with fear.
"A marking bullet?"
Tan Ziwei couldn't imagine what would happen if this marking bomb was thrown near the soldiers.
This Ye Qing…Saved the lives of the entire army?
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
The volunteer soldiers below were celebrating happily when the roar of countless planes suddenly sounded in the sky.
The sudden change stunned the soldiers.
Some of their faces turned pale.
This was…There were so many airplane sounds…So many American planes!
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