Seven Hundred and Sixty-Two The Glory of Humanity

Several soldiers were so angry that they opened the hatch and fired a barrage of shots. The American soldiers who fired were immediately knocked down by the bullets.

However, the bullets were blocked by the armor. They just fell down, quickly got up, and fled in disgrace... They had to run. The spider ants were already in front of them. If they didn't run quickly, it would be too late.

Ye Han didn't rush to leave. Instead, he flew a helicopter over a forest outside the airport and looked down at the earth from a high position. The reason for choosing this place was that the dense tree canopy could block the spider ants on the ground, and the firepower from the space fleet would never aim at the forest.

At this time, the airport defense line was completely broken. The ant colony was like a rolling black wave, pouring into the airport from both the north and south directions, quickly submerging everything in the airport.

The American soldiers exposed outside the building fought desperately, but their resistance was not worth mentioning in front of the ant colony. In a blink of an eye, even the people and guns were submerged by the ant tide. An American soldier was still trying to shoot after being knocked down by the spider ants, but how many bullets could a magazine hold? Even if it was just a chain of bullets, how long could it last?

All resistance was in vain. After just a short while, there was no one alive at the airport. Whether inside or outside the airport, spider ants were surging everywhere, and the number seemed to be flooding the earth.

The U.S. military's resistance did not stop. The American soldiers hiding in bunkers and buildings were still fighting desperately, but the number of spider ants was too large. Neither the trapped American soldiers nor Ye Han, who escaped by chance, thought that the survivors in the airport had any hope of escaping.

After the spider ants fully occupied the airport, the fire support from the space fleet paused for a short time, and then it suddenly increased like a volcanic eruption. The airport was full of lasers and dense artillery shells, and the density of firepower was unprecedented.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the firepower of the space fleet was, it could not kill all the spider ants unless nuclear bombs were used.

Unfortunately, there were still an unknown number of survivors in the airport, and the possibility of the U.S. military directly using nuclear bombs to clean up the place was very small.

The situation at the airport was already very clear. Ye Han was about to fly the plane away when he suddenly saw several people on the tower waving at the helicopter.

Ye Han struggled violently in his heart. He only needed to pull the joystick and the plane would be able to quickly get away from danger, but the American soldiers at the airport would lose their last glimmer of hope and enter the countdown to death.

If he drove the plane over, these people would still have a chance of survival...

"I really, really, really dislike the US government and the US military!" Ye Han suddenly said without thinking.

"What?" Luo Qi heard it clearly, but didn't understand the meaning of the words.

Ye Han took a deep breath: "Liu Bin, pass on my order. Everyone only keeps supplies and rifles and pistols, and all other equipment is abandoned, immediately!"

Liu Bin was stunned: "Captain..."

"Execute the order!"

"Yes!" Liu Bin didn't ask another word.

Ye Han immediately contacted Djibouti: "Zhang Ruo, reply!"

"Chief, I'm here."

Zhang Ruo, I have a very important task for you now. Listen to me. I'm driving an American helicopter now. You contact the US military immediately. It's best to contact the warships in the sky directly. I'm going to fly into the airport to rescue people. Ask them to make way!"

Zhang Ruo stood up: "Yes!"

"Captain?" Luo Qi turned his head and looked at Ye Han, "Didn't you just say..."

"Don't like the United States and the US military?" Ye Han grinned, "I don't like it. If it's an opponent on the battlefield, I will definitely kill as many Americans as I want without blinking an eye, but... we are not opponents now."

"Not opponents? "Luo Qi savored this sentence carefully, and seemed to have some insights in his heart.

The opposite of white is black, but the world is not just black and white. Perhaps there are many overt and covert contradictions between China and the United States at the political level, but for ordinary officers and soldiers of the two armies, whether friendly or hostile, they are just executing the orders of the top leaders.

Soldiers take obedience as their first duty. The Americans in the airport fought to the last moment. As a soldier,

Ye Han respects such soldiers, even if they are enemies and opponents.

It is easy to fly away, but Ye Han can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

After all, American officers and soldiers are also ordinary people one after another, and life is only once for everyone, and China and the United States are still allies at the moment.

This world is very complicated, far more than black and white.

The firepower strikes from space suddenly decreased. Weak, the helicopter received a navigation data, the content is exactly the safe passage to the tower.

Ye Han drove the helicopter to the tower without hesitation, and soon landed above the tower, but the rotor always maintained a sufficient speed, ready to take off at any time - hovering consumes much more than level flight, and the helicopter has limited fuel, so every bit of fuel saved is a bit.

The American soldiers on the rooftop cried with joy, supporting each other and running towards the plane.

Liu Bin opened the cabin door, and several American soldiers were stunned when they saw Liu Bin. They never thought that there were Chinese soldiers in the plane.

Liu Bin waved and shouted: "come on!"

The American soldier's face twitched, but he climbed onto the plane very cooperatively.

Ye Han was about to take off, and several more people rushed to the rooftop. He quickly turned back and shouted: "Liu Bin, ask them how many more people there are!"

Liu Bin immediately asked in his half-baked English. Although the grammar and words were full of loopholes, the American soldier understood what he meant and gave an answer in Arabic numerals that was so simple that it could not be misunderstood: 47.

Ye Han quickly calculated in his mind that the plane's own people alone accounted for eight and a half tons of load. Based on the calculation that each American soldier weighed 75 kilograms, the total weight of all surviving American soldiers was nearly four tons, and the total load was more than twelve tons.

The maximum load of the Super Stallion was sixteen tons, but it could only fly ninety kilometers when fully loaded. Ye Han had no idea how far it could fly with a load of twelve tons.

In addition, the cabin space was limited, but if they squeezed together, more than seventy people should be able to squeeze in.

Another wave of American soldiers rushed to the rooftop, with a total of more than thirty, and all of them were lightly and seriously wounded.

Liu Bin immediately jumped off the plane with his men and sent the wounded on the plane as quickly as possible.

At this time, an American soldier found Liu Bin, and the two of them exchanged gestures. Liu Bin quickly found Ye Han: "Captain, there are still a dozen left."

"Prepare for battle!" Ye Han gave an order, and two combat teams immediately jumped out of the plane, with fourteen armored rifles aimed at the stairs.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the tower, and the entire tower was shaking in the explosion, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time. The passage leading to the rooftop was even more raging with flames.

A sad American soldier said something, and Liu Bin translated: "He said they can't come, may God be with them."

Ye Han made a prompt decision: "Board the plane!"

After reading this chapter, will someone jump out and say the Virgin Mary again?

To be honest, when I wrote this chapter, I originally wanted to write that I would fly away directly, and the American base would do whatever it wanted, but when my fingers really fell on the keyboard, I hesitated.

In my setting, the protagonist Ye Han is just an ordinary person with better luck. Although he has experienced many battles, he has never been a cold-blooded executioner. He will only do things that are in line with his military identity, rather than being cold-blooded and murderous - this is a murderer, not a soldier.

Many brothers know that I came from the military. In my heart, every soldier of the Republic knows what kind of responsibilities they shoulder and what choices they should make when facing danger.

Finally, this book is classified as doomsday, but please don’t think of it as doomsday in a narrow sense. It is classified here simply because I can’t find a more appropriate classification.