Seven Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Collusion

"Quick, quick, quick...! Push the car away, push it away."

"Clear the road surface, there must be no debris."

"The enemy's helicopter is right behind us. Whether we can escape depends on whether we work hard!"

Old Harris' subordinates were trying their best to push several abandoned vehicles on the road. Three electric pickup trucks output the highest horsepower as tractors, dragging the rusted and immobile vehicles off the road.

Even the two underage lolis were helping to clear small obstacles on the road. They were still thin and weak, and they were sweating profusely from exhaustion, and their little faces turned red and white for a while.

In the busy scene, only Maddie Bull, who was lying on the side of the road, was whining. He kept trying to break free and make some noise, at least to find out why he was kidnapped? Because the group of people in front of them made it clear that it was not just for money.

After fleeing New Brunswick quickly, the road to escape for the old Harris and others was not smooth. David Lawrence's subordinates were obviously really angry and sent a large number of people to pursue them, even using helicopters.

Old Harris, knowing that he could not flee directly in the direction of Philadelphia, turned to the road west. However, after deviating from the main road, the road is difficult to walk, some places have not been cleaned up, and there are a lot of obstacles on the road surface.

But if he just ran away by car, he couldn't run away from the helicopters chasing him anyway. The old Harris could only hope that Clooney in Washington could send a plane to rescue them, "The runway is 200 meters, our rescue plane A runway of at least two hundred meters is required."

A dozen or so people are on Highway 78 from New York to Allentown, and they are racing against time, because pursuers may appear at any time.

"Boss Harris, the helicopter is here." Just as the runway was about to be cleared, the team member in charge of the lookout shouted loudly.

"Damn it, hide quickly." Old Harris cursed angrily, dragging the two lolis into the woods by the roadside. A dozen or so people looked at the sky with terrified eyes, because a roar was approaching at high speed from the northeast.

What came was an S-70 helicopter, which flew fast, carried a heavy load, and had good versatility. It was an honorary product of Sikorsky Aircraft Company and was world-renowned for its excellent equipment. At this moment, the helicopter is flying along the road at a high speed of 200 meters.

"Damn it, we will be found." Old Harris looked at a section of highway that his side had just cleared, which was too conspicuous on the road where a large number of abandoned vehicles were piled up.

Sure enough, the helicopter in the air found the clearing road that suddenly appeared on the ground. After circling around, it landed in an open space 300 meters away from Old Harris and others, and put down seven or eight heavily armed soldiers.

"Boss, what should we do? There is a helicopter staring at the sky, and we will not be able to escape if we want to." Several team members asked anxiously.

"Calm down, let's leave the woods slowly. Be careful not to make any noise." Old Harris' heart was beating like a drum, but as a commander, he could only forcefully calm down, "The number of those soldiers is not large, and they may not be able to find us. "

The enemy is approaching, no one dares to mess around, and a dozen or so people can only move slowly. The fraternity soldiers who landed sprinted onto the freshly cleared highway, searching for signs of a suspicious trail.

Move, move, move carefully and quickly. Although the Harris team is hiding in the woods, the condescending helicopter is too threatening to them. Old Harris with an akm,

Carefully watching the s-70 hovering in the sky again, I am especially afraid of the m2hb by its hatch.

But the threat came and went quickly and suddenly. There was a sound of dead branches being trampled in the woods, and a wolf dog suddenly appeared from the direction of the road.

"Fuck, these guys have a dog!" A team member in charge of the guard yelled, seeing that the dog was about to pounce on him, he had no choice but to take up his assault rifle and shoot it over.

chug chug... the gunshots rang out, and they couldn't hide it anymore. Old Harris wasn't worried about those soldiers, he shouted, "Hit that helicopter first."

The team's dozens of rifles immediately focused their fire, aiming at the S-70 in the sky and shooting fiercely. The dense rain of bullets was like a metal storm. Hundreds of bullets flew into the sky, and a few hit the helicopter with a clanging sound.

It's a pity that this firepower is no threat to a helicopter, and it can't even penetrate the fuselage. The driver of the s-70 only raised the height of 100 meters, turned the direction so that the heavy machine gun on the hatch was aimed at Harris and others.

Tom tom tom... The fierce retaliatory firepower is like a torrential rain. Although the density of the bullets is not high, the dead wood in the woods is broken and the dust is flying. This is not something that a few assault rifles can deal with.

What's more terrible is that as soon as the fire was fired here, the Brotherhood soldiers on the highway also rushed to kill them. This open space coordinated cross attack, just relying on people like old Harris and guns, they are no opponents at all.

"Boss, what shall we do?"

"Surrender, this firepower is too strong to hold."

"Idiot, I want to surrender you. See if I will beat you to a pulp."

The team formed only a few days ago had a big problem when faced with adversity. The old Harris kept calling for everyone to fight back together, at least to suppress the vicious heavy machine gun on the helicopter. But whizzing bullets came, some people were yelling, some were running around, and some were unlucky enough to be killed.

Thinking that he might die in this unknown grove, old Harris was also extremely frantic. He rushed to Maddie Bull, took out a pistol and pointed it at the fat sheep's head, thinking that he might be able to survive at the last moment.

The situation on the ground was already extremely critical, and at this moment the helicopter in the sky suddenly heard a radio warning signal from the companion on the ground, "Be careful of the attack from the air."

"What attack?" The helicopter pilot didn't understand. He was in a good mood watching the assailants on the ground being beaten up.

"The highway these bastards cleared looks like a runway, and we suspect there are planes nearby," the soldiers on the ground shouted over the radio.

And at this moment, there was really a roar in the distance, and several black spots quickly appeared on the battlefield from far to near. And there was a shout from the radio carried by the old Harris on the ground, "K group Harris, I am the flight rescue team, please inform you of your current location."

"Hahaha..., fuck it, these guys are finally here." The old Harris was ecstatic, grabbed the radio and shouted: "I'm Harris, first destroy that helicopter for us."

"Uh...." The commander of the flight rescue team hesitated and said helplessly: "We are transport planes, we..., alright! Let's try."

The rescue operation cannot begin without addressing the helicopter. Five "Yun-5" light transport planes opened the hatches, and the speed of the planes slowed down to 120 to 30 kilometers. The commander in charge of rescue ordered over the radio: "Focus on that helicopter for me."

The five 'Yun Wu' planes were separated by a distance of 100 meters, and the extremely slow flying speed seemed to be floating in the sky. There is a heavy machine gun on the door of each 'Yun Wu', aiming at the hovering S-70 is to fire.

Fuck, the transport plane dares to attack?

The pilot of the S-70 didn't expect that several transport planes would dare to fire at him. He didn't care if the opponent's shots were accurate or not. The infantry on the ground didn't care.

And the old Harris and others on the ground finally turned back from the gate of hell. They kept panting for the rest of their lives and smiled foolishly. Watching a "Yun Wu" fall, the old Harris sighed: "It's really not easy to make some money!" (To be continued.)