The F111 hatch door opened instantly when the ejection button was pressed, and the seats of the two drivers were pushed up from the bottom and up by a huge airflow, leaving the bomber and flew into the sky. Then, the seats also fell down, and the two drivers continued to climb to the altitude. After reaching a certain critical point, they began to fall rapidly.

At this time, the two drivers reached out to pull the rope in the umbrella bag behind their backs, and two white umbrella flowers bloomed in the air. The two drivers of Aardvark One successfully parachuted, without any parachuting errors or parachutes could not be opened.

Compared with the decisiveness of the Aardvark One driver, Aardvark Two seemed hesitant, and they also found that they did not carry inducing missiles.

"The ground crew members should really be dragged out and shot. These bastards have killed us!" Although time is urgent, the only life-saving weapon, the induction missile, is not installed, it is completely a mistake of the ground crew.

"Command, this is Aardvark II. Requesting to jump to repeat, Aardvark II requested to jump to the command center!" After almost reporting to the command center about its lockdown and attack news, like Aardvark I, he received an order from the command center and waited for the order. However, the driver of Aardvark II was not as decisive as No. 1. After cursing, he immediately jumped and was still waiting for the order and did not dare to act without authorization.

Two air defense missiles were getting closer and closer, and the Aardvark II pilot moved up and down quickly, took a deep breath, grabbed the bomber's control lever tightly, pulled down hard, and the bomber's nose immediately climbed upward at 90 degrees.

The bomber's height has been continuously increased by 2,000 or 3,000, but the missile has not been removed, and the distance between the missile and the bomber is getting closer and closer.

"Samba, you can't continue climbing, the plane will stall soon!" After looking at some data on the dashboard, the co-pilot loudly reminded that this vertical 90-degree lift looks handsome, but it is very easy to cause the bomber's engine to stop or the bomber's stall.

Whether it is the engine stop or the stalling, it is a catastrophic blow to the locked bomber. After hearing this, the pilot Samba immediately controlled the bomber to fly to the right, trying to use some tactical actions to get rid of the pursuit of the air defense missiles, but it is obvious that doing so is useless.

I saw two infrared guided air defense missiles circled around the air for a circle and continued to chase the bomber, and the speed was faster than that of the bomber and they were about to catch up soon.

At this time, on the side of Aardvark II, the Aardvark One, which had already jumped, was hit by two air defense missiles. The bomber, which was expensive and produced in the past, turned into huge fireworks in the air, which was very huge. It was not just the bomber explosion, but the ammunition in the bomber ammunition warehouse may have exploded. After a series of explosions, the bomber wreckage was scattered into pieces and fell to the ground from high altitude.

"Damn it, why is there no news yet!"

The co-pilot of Aardvark II was a little anxious. The pilot continued to yell while controlling the plane: "Aardvark II requested parachuting. Please reply after receiving it, please reply after receiving it!"

"Please wait a moment later, the above is verifying what you are encountering, please wait a moment!"

"Damn it, go to death!" After the driver shouted, he finished the communication, took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Prepare to eject!"

After saying that, he once again pulled the bomber up and turned to try to get a little distance. At this time, the alarm sound in the bomber's cockpit was no longer a verbal prompt, but a red emergency prompt from Didi, and the bomber could be shot down at any time.

"Sit down, we're going to take off!" After the pilot finished speaking, he pressed the ejection button hard, but there was no response.

"Damn it!" The driver immediately became anxious and pressed it hard again. This time the ejection was successful, but at the moment the ejection was successful, the air defense missile hit Aardvark 2.

"boom!"

A huge explosion and a huge fire ball rose in the air. The huge fire instantly swallowed the Aardvark II driver and co-pilot who had just ejected. The two of them were late, only one second later, and together with their car, they were dismembered in the air.

"Samba!" The driver of Aardvark One yelled in the sky after watching No. 2 being swallowed by flames, but there was no response, and no miracle happened. Aardvark Two, like No. 1, turned into pieces of debris and fell from the air to the ground.

On the ground, Yu Zhiqian looked up at the sky, and the mobile phone in his hand also added a live broadcast signal source to live broadcast the scene of the Mexican Air Force being broadcast to the whole world.

"These two fireworks are so beautiful. It's a pity that it's dawn every day, otherwise it's even more beautiful! Are you right?" After saying that, he looked at Yu Dan.

Yu Dan did not react, and Yu Zhiqian hugged him in his arms: "What a pity, hey!"

Yu Dan was hugged by Yu Zhiqian, and his whole body was trembling, but he quickly got used to it. Yu Zhiqian gave him a very strong sense of security, which was easy to addictive.

"Let's go, Mexico shouldn't dare to chase us anymore!"

Yu Zhiqian closed the live broadcast, then climbed onto the armored vehicle, and the convoy continued to move forward again.

The million people watching the live broadcast in the oil pipe opened their mouths wide and couldn't believe their eyes. What did they see just now?

"God, have two fighter jets been shot down? Where are they? What kind of fighter jets are they? What kind of weapons are they using!"

"It should be F111!" an old Russian replied.

"How could it be an American bomber? I think it looks like a MiG!" Seeing the Russian's reply, an American even more excitedly retorted.

"It should be in Mexico. Damn it, what happened in Mexico? Why did fighter planes be shot down? Are the anti-government forces?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I don't know, I'm waiting for Mexican netizens to come online to explain. Is Mexico really so messy? I wanted to go on vacation in Mexico before!"

"Are you crazy? You might as well say you go to Colombia for vacation. I feel that Colombia is safer than Mexico!"

"Yes, I feel so too. The army has such poor combat effectiveness and I don't feel any security!"

Ordinary Mexicans were also confused and didn't know what was going on. People living in Mexico City felt that martial law was coming in the city today, but they didn't know what was going on. After all, the Mexican government would not vigorously promote such a shameful thing.

"It's all true, God, I thought everything was fake and a lie. Damn it. No scammer would use two bombers to deceive us. It's all true. This group of soldiers was really kidnapped!"

If there were many parts that didn't believe Yu Zhi's live broadcast before, now everyone believes that all this is true. There is no way. The scene of the bomber being blown up in the air is really shocking. Although the phone was not very clear, it still makes people feel excited.

Compared with the carnival of a group of netizens on the oil pipe, the Mexican command once again fell into a dead silence. Two bombers were shot down. So far, Yu Zhigan and others have shot down three helicopters, the Mexican Army with more than 1,000 people, twenty-one Navy SEALs, and two bombers. These forces are enough to fight a small wave of regional conflicts, but the results of more than 40 people have been achieved. If you say it, no one will believe it.

"What should we do!"

The temporary commander sat on the chair and his head was completely confused. He didn't know what to do, how to explain to the public, how to explain to the Ministry of Defense, how to explain to the military, and the Americans. Various problems appeared in his mind, and it was a mess.

In the office of the Mexican Ministry of Defense, Silva's father Miguel looked at his son: "Silva, you have now restored your status as a temporary commander, and I hope you can solve this perfectly!"

Silva opened his eyes wide and looked at his father: "Father, I will take over this situation now? This matter is difficult to deal with now. If it is not handled properly, it will still implicate you!"

"Hmph, you know that you have implicated me now? Damn, why did you let the Air Force dispatch just now? Do you know that the Air Force is also putting pressure on you and someone needs to take the blame. Fortunately, the Air Force bombers were only shot down and there was no attack. I will hold a press conference immediately to explain that it was a mistake in our exercise, and we will deal with the American affairs immediately. By the way, there are those prisoners!"

"yes!"

Silva left with a confused look on his face, constantly thinking in his mind, his father asked him to solve the problem quickly, and immediately thought about the solution in his mind.

Back at the command center, looking at a group of confused subordinates, Silva slowly spoke: "How is the situation?"

"Sir, the situation is not very good. Our bomber was shot down, and the Americans were also kidnapped by them. Now they are tied with the same directional blasting device. Our bomb disposal experts have no way to dismantle this directional blasting device. What should we do?"

Silva looked gloomy: "Can't everyone?"

"Only Garon is here for the time being. Now the bomb disposal experts and troops around have rushed over. The fastest one will be close to twenty minutes, so I'm not sure whether it can be dismantled!"

"Detect the helicopter, send them all over as soon as possible, and rescue our people as soon as possible. By the way, let Gallon take photos of the route in the directional blasting device, and we will announce it, look for help from the whole world, and prepare both ways!"

"receive!"

"By the way, where are Yu Zhigan and others now?"

"They are still on the Southern National Highway and are now heading towards the port. Sir, what should we do?"

"Damn guy, notify the police stations along the way and the local government to pass, so that they will not cause conflicts to cause unnecessary casualties. In the end, they must keep an eye on the port city, inform the navy, and kill them at sea!"

Silva was still unwilling to let Yu Zhigan and others go, and they could not be killed on the ground, but according to the route of Yu Zhigan and others, they would definitely choose to go to sea and land. When they arrived at sea, Silva had the confidence to kill them.

Although the Mexican Navy has a very low presence, it is also a country with naval forces. Navy warships, even the oldest gunboats during World War II, are not comparable to civilian ships. Can Yu Zhigan still drive tanks onto the ship? Fight against warships?

"yes!"

Soon, the temporary command center became busy, all resources were concentrated, and they began to cooperate with Silva's plan. Garon also took out the high-definition pictures in the directional blasting device and transmitted them back. Then a country with good relations with Mexico received a message for help from Mexico, how to crack this directional blasting device.

Many countries have gathered experts to study this device not only to help Mexico, but also to worry that this situation will occur in the future and cannot be dealt with.

After Silva finished handling the matter, he took out his cell phone and called Yu Zhigan's phone number.

"Hello, Mr. Charles!"

This time, Silva did not call Yu Zhigan the real name, but chose Charles, who Yu Zhigan often used.

"Hello, Mr. Silva, I knew, you would call me, how about it, have you figured it out? The price of 1:700 million is not very expensive!"

Although Silva was so angry that he couldn't calm down when he heard this, he still endured it. There was no way, he would be strong and he could only pretend to be a grandson.

"Mr. Yu Zhigan, I have sincerely negotiated with you. The price of 1.7 billion is not something we can accept. This is the taxpayer's money. I need to be responsible for their money!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yu Zhigan took out a piece of chocolate from Yu Dan's pocket, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly: "Oh, is that so, there's nothing to talk about? You said that if I continue to cause trouble in Mexico, do you think the price of 700 million yuan is high or low?"

After hearing Yu Zhigan's threatening words, Silva was silent for a long time and finally spoke: "I inform the troops behind me not to intercept you anymore, but you will immediately let go of our people and the Americans. I will give you 1.7 billion US dollars as you ask!"

After hearing this, Yu Zhigan almost laughed: "Mr. Silva, are you teasing me? Do you still have the ability to intercept us now? I know your military deployment. Now my location is in central Mexico. Your garrison in the central part of the country has only two regiments. I have already destroyed two battalions. How many people do you have? Two thousand people. If you can all gather in the same place, maybe I will still be worried!"

Speaking of this, Yu Zhigan paused: "If they were separated, I could eat them easily. And guess if I have a tank or something besides an armored vehicle? Do you think you can stop me?"

Hearing Yu Zhigan's provocative words, Silva even wanted to hang up the phone directly, but Yu Zhigan said the truth. He really didn't have any way to stop Yu Zhigan.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Haha, Mr. Silva, I'm very clear. Not everyone is the one who exchanged for $170 million for those American soldiers. As for your more than 400 subordinates, it depends on their weight in your heart! By the way, Mr. Silva, you still have six hours now, because I'm leaving Mexico in six hours, so I decided to speed up the time!"

After saying that, Yu Zhigan adjusted the detonation time of the directional blasting device. Everyone had just left more than ten hours of customized devices, and all of them had six hours left.

"This is impossible!" Silva said unbearably and hung up the phone.

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