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Chapter 1610 Thoroughly Understand

You Hit My Heart

Chapter 1610 Thoroughly Understand

"Dewey, let them go at maximum speed. On my way here, I have

studied the structure of the Blackhawk Helicopter. I intend to hit the

control system under the cockpit of the helicopter. This will not blow up

the helicopter immediately, but will force them to jump into the sea to

escape. When they jump into the sea to escape, you take people to

search for them. By then, the military ships should have arrived.”

Joyce stood at the bow, facing the wind. Her long hair was simply tied

behind her ears, fluttering slightly in the gale.

Previously on the roof of the garage in the harbor, she watched

helplessly as the helicopter flew away. At that time, she did not

understand the model and structure of the helicopter and did not dare

to fire at will, not to mention Fair was still on the helicopter. Recklessly

blowing up the fuel tank would lead to the helicopter crashing and

killing people on the spot.

So this time she learned her lesson and studied the structure of today's

Blackhawk Helicopter on her way here.

The weather helped today, with severe convection in the clouds, the

helicopter could only fly at a very low altitude above sea level.

While Dewey responded, he asked in surprise, "Commander, can you

see the target clearly? And hit the control system under the cockpit of

the helicopter?"

Joyce took out a pair of binoculars, "No problem. Triple magnification is

enough.”

Dewey asked again, "But the helicopter is moving, and the wind speed

also affects us, and our boat is shaking. Are you sure you can hit it in

one shot? The Blackhawk Helicopter has fierce firepower and high

speed. If it can't be hit in one shot, once the Blackhawk Helicopter turns

around to attack us, two rows of bullets will be enough to pierce

through and sink our speedboat. We have nowhere to dodge, isn't it too

risky?"

"And now we are outside Pascaylia waters, in international waters.

They have no reason to fire at us, and we have no way to appeal to the

International Maritime Tribunal."

“I understand, I'm confident.” Joyce controlled the direction of the M2

machine gun, "Dewey, keep the speedboat sailing at 45 degrees

southeast for two minutes. Try to stay stable.”

"Yes." Dewey responded.

He had heard that the real Miss Heath in front of him was a well-known

crack shot, accurate to 0. 01 mm, but competition venues and

battlefields were different, and theory might not be applicable in

practice.

Could she really accurately hit the control system?

He was skeptical.

In any case, the commander wanted the commander to establish

prestige in the army, and arresting Otis was the best opportunity. He

could understand. But the commander also secretly instructed that no

matter what, the commander's life safety should be the top priority, so

he was also responsible for protecting her.

So he was ready for contingency plans in case the Blackhawk

Helicopter turned around to attack them.

He would jump into the sea with the commander, dive to a certain depth

to avoid fire attacks, and the equipment was ready.

As he was thinking, the Blackhawk Helicopter in front of them suddenly

turned around.

Dewey shouted coldly, "Not good, the people on the helicopter have

discovered us. It's turning around and flying towards us.”

It's over, he was just thinking of the worst case scenario, and it

happened so quickly.

“It's okay, steady the bow."

Joyce shouted in a low voice, suddenly the corners of her lips rose, "I

was just worried that there was no chance, but they delivered it

themselves.”

As she spoke, a burst of bullets from the M2 flew out, cutting a perfect

arc in the sunset, cutting through the afterglow and heading straight for

the Blackhawk Helicopter.

Then, not far away in the sky came a loud “clunk, clunk" sound, like the

sound of a mechanical malfunction jamming. The Blackhawk Helicopter

began to vibrate and shake in the air.

Dewey saw it happen with his own eyes, unbelievable. With his years

of experience, he knew of course that this was due to the sudden

failure of the helicopter's braking system.

What the commander said just now was actually done.

"Perfect!" Dewey couldn't help but praise, "Commander, how did you do

it? The target is moving, and the distance hasn't entered our firing

range yet."

Joyce explained, "Originally the Blackhawk Helicopter was flying

forward, and part of the control system was blocked, making it a bit

difficult to aim for penetration. But when they found us, the moment

they turned, the entire control system was exposed in my field of vision.

A perfect opportunity, of course, could not be missed. I controlled the

firing speed, controlling the burst into single shots, and the bullets fired

later pushed the bullets already fired, which could greatly increase the

power, hitting the interior of the helicopter at the same location, so a

burst of bullets was enough. This minimizes damage to the helicopter.”

Dewey was dumbfounded when he heard it. Such marksmanship was

simply amazing.

He opened his eyes today for the first time.

Obviously, the commander combined the strengths of the commander

and the commander's wife, proficient in short and long distances, and

blue comes out of blue but better than blue.

"Commander, I estimate they have about ten minutes to jump into the

sea to escape. We must act quickly, not far ahead is the Rohomes

waters, according to international high seas regulations, our military

vessels cannot cross the line, otherwise it will cause international

problems.” Dewey reminded.

"Um." Joyce nodded.

On the other side.

On the Blackhawk Helicopter.

Cloud commanded the helicopter to descend gradually to avoid the

airflow.

At the same time, he determined that the unidentified object on the sea

surface was a light speedboat.

"Haha, just a speedboat dare to chase the Black Eagle?" Athena

sneered, "Turn around and give it a row of bullets to sink it. See if they

dare to be arrogant?"

Cloud hesitated, "In ten minutes we will be in Rohomes waters, they

dare not chase after us. Do we need to take the risk? It is better to have

one thing less than one thing more."

"No." Athena's eyes showed a stern look, "The warlords sent someone

to chase us, and maybe Joyce is on the speedboat 100."

"Possible, and Ralph's Dewey must be there." Otis said at this time,

"But it's best not to provoke Joyce."

"Haha, then we should go and meet her." Athena was provoked by

Otis's words and issued a direct order to the cockpit, “Turn around!

Sink the speedboat. Joyce, today I will make her come and go."

"Wait." Cloud was about to stop her, but Athena had already ordered.

The Blackhawk Helicopter climbed in altitude and turned around.

Cloud knew that Athena was reckless, and now what he could do was

how to cope with emergencies.

Just as the Blackhawk Helicopter had just turned around and adjusted

its direction, preparing to fly towards the speedboat.

Suddenly, the helicopter's fuselage shook violently, followed by violent

shaking.

Athena could barely sit still and almost fell to the ground.

Otis grabbed the suspension handle to maintain his balance.

Cloud's eyes darkened suddenly. As he expected, the worst had

happened. He knew that helicopters had weaknesses, and with good

enough marksmanship, piercing a helicopter was not impossible.

And coincidentally, the warlords had such a crack shot.

It shows that Joyce must be on the speedboat.

Legend has it that the marksmanship is superb, unfortunately he has

not seen it, and today he has thoroughly understood it.

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