Chapter 119 COD Traditional Arts

" Nikolai, are you okay? Can you go?"

　　 Although the image looks a bit miserable, Nikolai's mental head is still quite good.

　　 "Yes... I can still fight. Thank you for getting me out of here."

　　 Handing over his spare primary weapon to Nikolai, Price called for evacuation through the radio channel:

　　 "Call Big Bird, this is B-6 , we rescued the target, meet us at the first landing zone, over."

　　 "B-6, here is Big Bird, we are on the way, over." After the

　　 call, Price turned around and said to the four of them. :

　　 "Okay, let's go!" The

　　 four of the B team, plus one Nikolai, returned the same way and left the house.

　　 The first landing zone is actually a valley behind the house.

　　 After waiting in the valley for about half a minute, a Black Hawk transport helicopter descended from the sky...

　　 Five people boarded the helicopter one after another, and when the helicopter slowly lifted off and left this chaotic land, Nikolai seemed to remember something As if, he suddenly patted Price, who was beside him, and asked,

　　 "Have the Americans already started attacking Alassad?"

　　 "No, their aggression will start in a few hours, what's wrong?"

　　 "The Americans have made a big mistake, they will never be able to capture Alassad alive!"

　　 Hearing Nikolai's very firm words, Price couldn't help frowning, "Why do you say that?"

　　 Lu Qi, who was drinking water, also After a pause, he pricked up his ears.

　　 "The Americans trust their intelligence sources too much. Alassad is a coward. He will never risk his life. I doubt whether he is still in the Middle East."

　　 When Nikolai said his guess, Lu Qi really wanted to echo: "You guessed it right, he is really not in the Middle East, but in Azerbaijan!"

　　 However, he could only hide these words in his heart. , unable to speak to anyone.

　　 After all, he couldn't explain how a SAS member who was far away in England knew the whereabouts of a warlord in the Middle East...

　　 "Anyway, the Americans have decided to arrest Alassad, and you and I can't stop them. .."

　　 "Take a good rest, there is still a long way to go back..." After

　　 that, Price patted Nikolai on the shoulder, and then began to close his eyes and rest.

　　 And Lu Qi also learned from Price, leaning on the somewhat rigid seat and closing his eyes.

　　 From the cargo ship operation in the Bering Strait to the rescue mission in the Caucasus Mountains, he only rested in the helicopter for a few hours, and he was also a little tired...

　　 . . . . . .

　　 When the helicopter flew westward for about two hours and left the Caucasus Mountains region, Price also adjusted the communication channel in a timely manner and reported the mission to the command headquarters in England:

　　 "Control center, we have We have rescued Nikolai, and we are taking him to the hideout in Hamburg. We are expected to arrive at 7:00, and it is over."

　　 "Received, good luck."

　　 However, this sentence from the control center, which was originally a good wish, was in the Ten minutes later, it turned into a sarcasm...

　　 "The missile is coming! Hurry up!!!"

　　 With Price's roar, and the echoing warning sound in the helicopter, a Stinger anti-aircraft missile, unknown from below Which one emerges out of nowhere, with a striking tail flame, heading straight for the passing Black Hawk transport helicopter, attacking at high speed.

　　 In the next second, just as Lu Qi stretched out his hands and firmly grasped the seat, the missile hit the tail of the helicopter without any accident, and it exploded immediately!

　　 The whole helicopter, like a spinning cup in an amusement park, suddenly began to shake violently.

　　 Just before the helicopter crashed, there was only one absurd thought in Lu Qi's mind:

　　 "Really fucking traditional arts?!"

　　 Yes, there are many traditional arts in COD. For example: R-P-G, one shot, two shots, three shots, see the famous quote, never be teammates or take photos with Qian team (Price), mascot 1911, etc.

　　 And one of the famous traditional arts is the helicopter that the protagonist rides, and most of them end in crashes.

　　 Originally, Lu Qi thought that he would not encounter this kind of shit.

　　 but did not expect,

The reason why traditional arts are called traditional arts is, of course, that they will not disappear or be taken away easily because of the interference of a certain person.

　　 The strong sense of dizziness kept hitting the brain, causing Lu Qi to close his eyes and gradually fainted...

　　 After some time, Lu Qi vaguely felt his body being dragged, and there was a faint sound of running water in his ears. The sound made him slowly open his eyes.

　　 What caught my eye was the familiar bearded face of Price.

　　 "Fortunately, you don't have any arms or legs..."

　　 "Get up! Before the search troop arrives here, we have to get out of here..."

　　 Resisting the tingling in the back of his head, Lu Qi stretched out his hand and pulled Price's hands, stand up from the ground.

　　 "Go and help Gates."

　　 Leaving such a sentence, Price walked quickly towards the soap lying on the ground not far away.

　　 Lu Qi first shook his head, forcibly suppressed the residual dizziness, reached out and touched the back of his head, only to feel a touch of wetness on his hands.

　　 Looking down, he found that his hands were scarlet.

　　 The back of the head is bleeding!

　　 Lu Qi guessed that at the moment when the helicopter crashed, the unconscious body swayed everywhere, just hitting the back of the head, causing the back of the head to be injured and bleeding.

　　 Fortunately, from the perspective of Shang Ke's mental and physical functions, the collision was only a minor injury, which did not affect his combat effectiveness.

　　 He simply used the medicine in his backpack to treat the wound, tied the bandage around his head, and put on his cap again. Lu Qi, who was next to the helicopter, helped Gates remove the comatose Nicolai from the cabin. inside, lifted out.

　　 During this period, when he saw a pool of black liquid on the ground, Lu Qi realized that the sound of running water he heard just now was the sound of gasoline leaking...

　　 When Nikolai woke up faintly, Price and Soap, who also survived, gathered by the helicopter with the three of them.

　　 "Report of the wounded soldiers!"

　　 "Berson and the two pilots were killed, sir."

　　 "Damn!"

　　 Glancing at the three corpses on the ground, Lu Qi blinked, and suddenly felt a sense of fear. .

　　 If he hadn't fastened his seatbelt when he got on the plane, and held on to the iron seat tightly in an emergency, he might have been thrown somewhere in the mid-air fall.

　　 Breaking an arm or leg, or even falling to the ground, and dying on the spot, is a matter of minutes...

　　 A few seconds of silence for the dead teammates, Price's words, once again called everyone back to the cruel reality:

　　 " Well, the evacuation point shouldn't be too far from here, we have to leave quickly!"

　　 No way, the five people who survived the disaster could only leave the bodies of three dead teammates and continue to the evacuation point...