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But even if their people come, who is the commander, so mentally disabled, can fly so many planes at once? This is money, money. The cost of a transport plane, a military direct and a bomber is not low.

If it is a large-scale battle, we will send out such weapons and equipment. Now we are just rescuing a group of people, which has cost a lot of money.

Middle age feels incredible.

"You are..."

Lu Zhen put out the smoke ring with a smile. "I can't help it. There are too many airplanes in my family. I should show them some models to show them. Let's open their eyes. I'll crush them to death by force."

Middle aged people, "..."

Lu Zhen's fighting method is different from others. His air force is to cover the transport aircraft and the combat effectiveness at the foot of the mountain of the Iraqi army of the other side. He also needs two mercenaries under Gu Qiqi and people from small combat units to drag them.

As soon as the plane took off, he issued an order. At the moment, the foot of the mountain was sparse and sparse, full of gunfire, explosions, and firelight. At the same time, the air force began to engage in a war, and all kinds of explosions continued, and the whole south coast of the Caspian Sea was caught in the war.

The flames of war spread.

He has to set up a target for Norland before the first round.

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Zhen's subordinates began to clear the red lions, special forces and mercenaries. Some of them cooperated very well and went up the mountain quickly. The middle-aged people assigned more than ten people to resist.

These people, all for the dead.

Others, waiting for a transporter to approach, take the machine.

It is very difficult for the aircraft to get close to the top of the mountain. There is a military headquarters in Iraq, and the US military has an air base here. Reinforcement only takes half an hour and must be fast.

Lu Zhen used the radio to give them orders. All the bombers formed a word to squeeze the firepower of the northwest. First, let the machine tool go. The pilot heard the command and quickly turned the direction. Three bombers turned and found that raindrops generally bombed the Iraqi air force in the northwest corner.

Just at the time of a gap, a transport plane flew over. The middle-aged man and several terrorists got on the plane. The transport plane took off, and then it still lowered the iron rope, hooked the four corners of the box, and quickly flew away.

Lu Zhen orders, "11, 9 pilot cover."

For the anti bombers under bombing, two planes quickly shifted their angles and flew out of the fire encircling circle at a very tricky angle. They quickly turned their heads and took cover in oblique flight. The special forces at the bottom of the mountain were all scolding.

The pilot is so amazing.

It's a fantastic flight show. It's so sharp to fly out of the range of attack in such firepower. It's absolutely their fruitless strength. In the flight, they can also go back and knock down an airplane that has been chasing him.

Lu Zhen whistled. He used the best pilots in the Middle East.

Just for this machine tool.

Do evil.

It's like playing a game. BSS is divided into light and heavy. Machine tools are obviously their top priority. The bombers cover the machine tools and go away. The Iraqi military quickly gives up fighting on the mountain top and chases the machine tool crazily.

So, give the mountain a breath of space.

As the transport plane continued to approach, Lu Zhen got on one of the planes. The others wanted to get on, and he kicked him down. "This is Xiaosheng's plane. Other people get on other planes. Don't give me ink marks." l;

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