Amid the boss's amazement, Zhang Zhuowen could not hear that Luo Er was gloating about the bad situation that the 93rd Division was about to encounter. With a secret smile, Comrade Xiao Zhang still ignored the boss's nagging, lowered the head of the machine, and flew to the low altitude of the sea.

Luo Er's current temper has also come up with a rule. If you treat each other sincerely and honestly, no matter how big the wrong thing you do, it will be just a mistake. It is enough to be imprisoned and fined. However, if it is a guy who is distracted, it may disappear one day. The boss's methods are too weird, and it will make his cadres under him vaguely mention it, and the hairs on his back are also standing upside down.

This time, Ronaldo was preparing to cross the Myanmar-Thailand border and go straight to Chiang Mai. When he got there, the terrain was familiar and the helicopter's range was enough.

However, Luo Er, who has a vague concept of airspace, did not know that what he encountered on the plane route was the Burmese and Thai military and police forces that were about to cooperate in the Golden Triangle.

"Buzz", the helicopter that was lowered at an altitude of 100 meters successfully rushed to the Shanghai shore, rushed into the dense subtropical jungle, and quickly paddled towards the border on the green branches.

"Dongdongdongdongdong", a bullet suddenly swept into the sky from the dense forest. Although it shot far away, it scared Zhang Zhuowen so much that his hand shook, and the plane tilted a few times. "What are you doing, work hard," Luo Er, who was thinking about the map, scolded him dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Zhuowen, who was scolded, did not say anything, but Luo Er closed his mouth tightly and spread his consciousness from a kilometer range. He had already noticed the movement on the ground; no, there were actually a large group of people moving in the mountains and forests.

Look at Xiao Zhang apologetically. Luo Er didn't have the habit of apologizing. He just shouted coldly, "Let the eastward ten degrees, increase the accelerator."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sensation on the back of the fuselage. Without looking at it, he knew that the firearms on the ground were still chasing the plane tightly; "Reduce the height and shake them off," Luo Er was a little anxious after pulling the submachine gun behind him.

In the air, he was like a toothless tiger. He had no counterattack power to fight the blow on the ground, and could only endure it dryly.

The plane lowered its height and flew less than 200 meters against the branches. Zhang Zhuowen was already pale, "Boss, it's a bad thing, the fuel tank starts to leak oil."

He stretched his head and looked at the instrument blindly, Luo Er had no choice, "I said, can you land this broken plane?"

"Try it", Zhang Zhuowen tightened his driving rod and tried his best to prevent the plane from shaking. His eyes swept around and began to find the place to land. At this time, the helicopter had already rolled black smoke from behind, and the propeller was screaming strangely.

Just as the plane was passing a small river, the depressed Luo Er couldn't help but shout, "Quick, descend," the other side of the river. Several heavy machine guns were raised, and they were already facing the sky.

Waving his arm and elbow shattered the glass on the hatch door. Luo Er stretched out his muzzle and shot at the ground with a long shot.

In the cabin of Li Feng, Zhang Zhuowen calmly pulled down the driving rod. "Swoosh," two flames crossed and rushed towards him.

As a rookie pilot, Zhang Zhuowen has done well enough. He has gained too much experience in the night flight several times. However, he is not a fighter pilot and has never seen air combat at all. The two dazzling trajectories made him anxiously increase the movements in his hands.

"Crack, click," the tail of the helicopter suddenly stuck on a thick tree trunk. Suddenly, the plane that lost its balance rolled and tilted towards the dense forest by the river.

"Wow," amid the strange screams of Luo Er and Zhang Zhuowen, the plane rolled towards the ground, and with a thump, the ground poked straight beside a big tree.

Fortunately, the altitude of the plane had dropped to twenty meters, otherwise the huge impact would directly knock the two into meat filling. Uh, Luo Er would have broken his whole body, so there is no need to say that Zhang Zhuowen would.

Luo Er, who held his head in his hands, felt his head swaying constantly, and he couldn't stop swinging even harder. Fortunately, he was holding a seat belt; "touching", his extremely strong forehead slammed hard on the steel plate in front of him as the plane poked the ground.

Alas, it would be great if he had been wearing a helmet. Luo Er, who was lamenting, fainted in his seat like Zhang Zhuowen beside him. The unlucky driver didn't know whether he was shot down or his technical failure before he was unconscious.

A hole was opened on his forehead, and the scorching blood came out like a fountain. This crash made Luo Er feel guilty; at least, he hadn't shed so much blood before.

When a large thigh of blood flowed through his left wrist, a faint light lit up on the delicate pattern. He opened his mouth and sucked the rich blood hard, absorbing the blood without wasting any waste.

"Wow", a group of soldiers holding messy weapons, wearing Japanese helmets, ran out of the dense forest, shouting loudly, and rushed towards the plane. The Myanmar border guards came over.

On the other side of the river, a team of slightly neatly formed troops arrived quickly, but they did not flow across the river at will, but they were just shouting something from afar. Without the consent of Myanmar, the Thai police could not cross this boundary river casually.

When Luo Er and Zhang Zhuowen were roughly pulled out of the plane, they opened their eyes suddenly and saw black-skinned soldiers carrying guns. Soon, two guys who crossed the border were tied up with their hands unceremoniously, and their weapons and luggage were stripped of their bodies.

When Luo Er woke up completely, he realized that he had been stripped of his shorts and his military boots were gone. "Hehe, I also get this treatment," grinned. Luo Er laughed in anger, raised the corner of his mouth, and fainted again.

The wound on the bloody forehead had stopped bleeding, but the blood marks flowing down made Luo Er look fierce and pointed his gun carefully at him.

A small leader of the Burmese army, who seemed to be an officer, stood in front of him with Luo Er's submachine gun and asked loudly. Sadly, Luo Er couldn't hear it at all, nor could he understand the man's pronunciation, so he was kicked a few times helplessly.

If it weren't for the dizzy sound in his head and the ropes that were cobbled on his hands, it would be a joke; Luo Er, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and instinctively kept urging the medicine box in his wrist guard to quickly heal the pain on his body.

The noise around him quickly woke up the unconscious Luo Er. This time, he still closed his eyes tightly.

Especially important, Luo Er doesn't want any problems with his head being knocked out now.

He twisted his body slightly, and in addition to the wounds on his head and severe pain on his shoulders, Luo Er was relieved to find that he was still the kind of person who had the best chance of life in this crash.

Zhang Zhuowen was a little miserable. He was still dizzy and couldn't open his eyes. He lay on the ground and kept breathing heavily.

It seemed that these two guys were very injured, and they didn't even want to get up while lying on the ground. The Burmese soldiers no longer heard the news, but instead began to argue about the whereabouts of the prisoners with several Thai officials from the other side.

For a moment, under the shade of the river, the debate became more and more intense. Apart from the guards, no one paid attention to the two prisoners exposed to the sun. More people's attention was focused on the scrapped plane.

That's right. If such a helicopter is shot down, it's a reward for which side is placed, and it depends on who has sufficient reasons; of course, as a landlord, Myanmar has more advantages.

However, when we look at the plane's route, Thailand also has reason to interrogate the crossing, but the plane almost crossed the boundary river.

Luo Er, who was lying on the ground, could not care about the types of medicine boxes in the wrist guards, blue, green, or brown. He took them out and started to treat the injury.

Two green medicine boxes and one brown medicine boxes were absorbed, and there was no movement of consumption; on the contrary, the ten blue medicine boxes he had finally accumulated were absorbed.

After the blue medicine box was penetrated into his brain, the drowsy Luo Er suddenly heard a slight explosion deep in his head, and bursts of explosions made his temples rush and his face muscles began to hesitate and tremble.

After the continuous explosion, the haze accumulated in Luo Er's head was swept away in the blink of an eye. The Qingming and sharp spirit unfolded, and the perception within 500 meters became more subtle; the pain on his shoulders disappeared.

The hands were competing gently, and the rope as thick as a thumb jumped and broke into several pieces; the sneer on the corner of the mouth appeared again, and Luo Er didn't want to lie down again.

Just as he was about to turn over and jump up, his heart moved faintly. The Burmese guard in Luo Er's eyes was standing not far away, holding a rifle to look at the crash site in the forest. More than 20 soldiers were shouting and dragging the helicopter out. The scene was much more lively than the guards and prisoners.

Zhang Zhuowen beside him was probably broken, and he was panting heavily, but he was awake, just like himself, pretending to be unconscious with his eyes closed.

He looked at the guard calmly, "Catch it," for some reason, Luo Er had an idea. The small soldier in front of him stood on the sand and stone floor five meters away, but quietly disappeared; his sweaty clothes fell to the ground along with the mottled old steel helmet and the 50% new rifle.

Five meters, Luo Er shouted wildly in his heart, jumped up, and opened his hands to rush towards the soldiers. He was unarmed now and could not bear to take weapons. It was a great medical point.

The sound of the gun landing alarmed the Burmese soldiers not far away. When someone turned around, he saw a prisoner wearing shorts rushing over with blood scabs on his face.

"Ah," the soldier screamed in surprise. Before he could raise the gun in his hand, Luo and his figures had already rushed over, leaving behind clothes, helmets, and guns that had fallen on the ground; within five meters of his body, it was the range where the wrist guards devoured life.

Luo Er's speed was already 100 meters and 5 seconds. The soldiers surrounded forty meters away had no way to react. After more than 20 Burmese officers and soldiers broke through a few breezes, there were only one debris left in the ground.

Within five meters, the life medicine box; "Hahahaha," Luo Er laughed loudly, like a leaping ape, running back and forth constantly. Thoughts flashed, and the living people around him disappeared immediately. How could he not be happy?

Police officer Tai, who was stunned by the sudden change, was shocked, and five people held guns in panic and retreated in a hurry, eager to retreat to the side of the river. However, Luo Er gave them a chance.

"Papa", 90 degrees of return and running around. When the two military and police gritted their teeth and raised their guns and pulled the trigger regardless of accidental injuries, Luo Er's big hand also slapped them on the neck; after the essence and blood were taken away, even the most powerful person would collapse to the ground immediately, and life was worse than death.

Five drops of full and crystal blood disappeared in the palm of his hand. Luo Er stood steadily on the spot, and under him were five military policemen who had collapsed into a group.

Turning around, Luo Er ran over, hugged Zhang Zhuowen on the ground, grabbed his clothes on the ground, and flashed into the dense forest. The boy was still waiting for him to come to save him.

When Luo Er ran away, more than 20 Thai police officers guarding the other side of the river were watching the situation not going well, and they were shooting guns without caring about border disputes and began to cross the river.

If they saw Luo Er's methods clearly, they would definitely be able to travel as far as they could. Unfortunately, human destiny was destined, and it would depend on luck to death.

When the Tai police arrived at the crash site, Luo Er had already used four green medicine boxes and a brown medicine box for Zhang Zhuowen, hiding him on a high ground. After he cleaned up the soldiers, Zhang Zhuowen was probably able to walk.

"Shut up, don't talk," Seeing Xiao Zhang's eyes wide open, Luo Er looked down on a tiger, threw down a piece of clothing, waved his hand and left.

Put on military uniforms and put on military boots, it felt different. Luo Er looked at the soldiers on the shore in the distance, and couldn't close his mouth. The benefits were good, so what were you waiting for? He slid into the grass that was waist-deep, and he quietly touched it.

Today's new discovery of this wrist guard made him lose his depression about the crash just now. However, the consequence of forced life from close range was that his head was shaking, shaking his head, as if he was shaking a bottle filled with water, and his whole body was shaking with pain.

"No, I have to verify it later." After the surprise, Luo Er, who was nervous, muttered and quickly leaned on the military and police.

As expected, Luo Er, who suddenly rushed out again, flew past like a wind and took away the lives of more than 20 Thai policemen. There were a lot of debris on the ground, and five limp soldiers.

Within 500 meters, there was no more human voice. Luo Er laughed with satisfaction and dragged the five prisoners to form a formation.

One was placed one meter away, one was placed three meter away, another five meter away, one was placed six meter away, and one was placed seven meter away. These five big men with only breathlessness were placed in a line by Luo Er, looking at the enemy above his head in horror.

That's right, Luo Er's military uniform has been recognized as an enemy, and no one pays attention to the mark on his arms.

Standing on the sandy and stone floor, Luo Er took a few breaths to calm his mind, and the pain in his head also slowed down a lot. He picked up the kettle and drank a few mouthfuls of cold water. Only then did he start the experiment.

When my mind moved, the person who was one meter away put his wrist guard in, and felt good, well, good; when I took it three meter away, I felt a slight pain in my left brain and could bear it.

When the man five meters away was forcibly put into his wrist guard, Luo Er retching several times and almost vomited out the jerky meat he had eaten in the morning. The situation was urgent just now, and he was not so uncomfortable.

Two people six meters away and seven meters away, Luo Er endured the severe pain in his head. He forced himself several times but failed to put his wrist guards in his wristbands, so he was unwilling to give up.

"It seems that it is a limit of five meters, hehehe," Luo Er, who was secretly happy, stepped forward and took away the two guys, jumped and ran towards Zhang Zhuowen.

Walking through the dense forest, Luo Er did not notice it. The face hidden between his hair on the back of his head twisted slightly, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised up, as if he was smiling.
Chapter completed!