Frank used the radio station to contact the crocodile with the depression after being "ditted" by the students.

"Sir! They have arrived!"

The crocodile on the other end was confused: "Who has arrived? Who are they?"

"This period of students."

"College? This is impossible!" The crocodile's voice in the headphones was full of determination: "We are hanging behind them now, I'm sure they are right in front of us! Frank, what's going on?"

"Sir," Frank explained with a wry smile: "There are only 6 students you followed. The brigade's students have arrived at the meeting point from where you were ambushing. You were deceived."

"What?"

The crocodile has a big mouth open.

"We were fooled by these students, like monkeys." Frank explained: "After you took people out of the ambush area, the hidden brigade students entered the ambush area. The group led our instructors to detour was a small team of only 6 people. The team had already reached the meeting point."

"Shit!"

The crocodile couldn't help but curse, not knowing whether he was scolding himself or the students of this period. After a while, the crocodile said, "Please settle them first! When I clean up the kids in front of me, I will clean up the little guys who gathered... Don't reveal the stuff first."

"Yes, sir."

The crocodile remembered the school notice again and said, "By the way, if there is any news from the missing helicopter, please notify me immediately."

Three hours ago, the school reported that a helicopter that rescued the trainees had lost contact. Please pay attention to the situation and reply immediately when there is any news.

"It's the sir." Frank should be.

"Ask the students who were the students they stayed and how they were. OK, let's do it. Now let's go up and clean up the boys in front of us." The crocodile ended the communication with depression.

After Frank finished the communication, he cursed the group of malicious students, and then put on his hat to find the students to find out the situation. As a result, just after he came out of the communications office, he heard the roar of helicopters. When he looked up, he saw a helicopter flying towards the anti-capital training center in the distance.

After identifying that the helicopter was the rescue helicopter, Frank shrugged and walked straight towards the apron, muttering as he walked: "No need to ask... it's coming."

According to regulations, helicopters need to contact the ground when taking off and landing, but the communications office did not receive a communication request from the helicopter. Frank considered that the helicopter had lost contact for five or six hours and suspected that the communication was malfunctioning, so he did not care. Anyway, he would know the reason when the helicopter landed.

The helicopter's altitude was falling, and the staff on the apron were waving small flags to signal the helicopter after receiving Frank's instructions.

In the rest area, Leslie had just brought the students in. The students who had been running for 7 days had worked hard to remove their smelly equipment and took off their smelly combat uniforms. They didn't even want to take a shower, so they planned to lie on the bed and have a beautiful sleep.

All of this is so normal, so... normal.

On the helicopter, more than a dozen fully armed militants were looking down with strange eyes.

"No ambush!"

"These stupid guys are waiting for us to go down and we send them to see God!"

After the militants identified the situation below, they made strange laughs and mockery. The roar of the helicopter made this sound impossible to pass it down. Only Lieutenant Ross, who was bound to try to shout desperately to get the people below to get the equipment, but this must be futile.

"Girl, stop making trouble, they can't hear it. Now, you can see the beautiful hymns intertwined by blood and fire... It's time to make these damn hunters regret it for life." The thin black leader grinned and loaded it, as if sending a signal. The militants in the helicopter loaded it together at this time and were ready to fire.

Lieutenant Ross whimpered in despair, as if she had seen the scene of blood flowing into a river.

The helicopter's altitude dropped to more than 20 meters. The thin black leader grinned, leaned out, held his gun and began to spit out revenge ammunition at the "hunters" who were not prepared below.

At the same time, many militants began to fire at their heart's contentment, and the gunshots and bullets instantly intertwined death and wailing.

Frank was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, he quickly made a evasive move, turned over and jumped into the river behind him.

The moment I entered the drinking water, Frank was full of despair. He thought, this time it was over...

Living area.

The students who had just lying on the bed were awakened by the gunshots that were recalled by the roar of the helicopter.

"What's going on?"

"Where did the gunshot come from?"

The students rushed up in horror. Because of the rest, their guns had been retracted into the gun cabinet in the rest area. The students' first reaction after being alarmed by the gunshot was to rush to the wooden house with weapons.

Only Zheng Yingqi was extremely calm.

Listening to the gunshots, Zheng Yingqi muttered: Should the gas bomb fly in? Should we get dizzy and pretend to be captive?

But...you are too anxious, right? You can't wait for us to sleep before doing this?

The gunshots continued to sound, and screams accompanied by gunfire, as if they were real battlefields. Zheng Yingqi walked out slowly, thinking:

This play is pretty good!

But after he walked out of the house, he immediately realized that this was not an exercise! This was not an act!

The militants on the helicopter who were still hovering saw the students gushing out here, and a few muzzles were pointed at them and began to spit out ammunition. Just as Zheng Yingqi walked out of the door, he saw a student being shot in the back, and blood blooming in front of his eyes.

The student who was shot fell to the ground, blood was gushing, and the wailing in despair, and the noisy sound mixed in this moment, stimulating Zheng Yingqi's nerves.

Enemy attack!

Zheng Yingqi instantly realized his thoughts. He quickly fell to the ground. He listened to the sound of bullets passing by, gritted his teeth and rushed to the shot student, and dragged the shot student into the house in the rain of bullets.

Before he could treat the wounded, he shouted at the student who was shot: "Stand on! Find a way to stop the bleeding by yourself!"

Suddenly, he was attacked and had already missed the first move. He must not waste the precious time at the beginning. Zheng Yingqi understood this truth and could only make the most rational choice in extreme cases.

He rushed out of the house again and tried to rush towards the wooden house with weapons like most students, but the enemies on the helicopter judged the intention from the students' behavior. Several automatic rifles directly blocked the wooden house, knocked down several of the fastest pounced students, and blocked the wooden house with fire.
Chapter completed!