You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1610 Thoroughly Understand

"Dewey, let them go at maximum speed. On my way here, | have studied the structure of the Blackhawk Helicopter. | 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 tshe 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 MaritTribunal."

"lI 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 ca 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. | 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 slocation, 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, | 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 stime, 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 too."

"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 | will make her cand 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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