Chapter 387: Chapter 387

The RPG truly lives up to its reputation as the "tank killer" and "the Deafener." The power of a shoulder-fired rocket launcher is immense. Just shoulder it, aim at your target, and FWOOSH!—fire a round. Whether it hits a tank or an armored vehicle, it’s game over. Its destructive power and armor-penetrating capabilities are just that impressive.

But it also has many drawbacks, such as its slow firing rate. You can’t see a bullet in flight, can you? But with a rocket, you can definitely see its trajectory. This means fast-moving attack helicopters can dodge it, making the hit rate pitifully low.

If you see someone firing a rocket launcher and they aren’t deaf, they’re definitely a newbie; all the veterans are deaf. When fired from the shoulder, the rocket launcher has immense recoil and produces a deafening sound.

Despite these drawbacks, the rocket launcher is still the United Nations’ most used, most effective, most impressive, and cheapest infantry weapon. Its unique feature? If one rocket doesn’t hit, no worries. Fire ten at once, and surely one will hit, right?

Thus, under the curious gazes of her teammates, Jing Shu pulled out one, two...eight rocket launchers. These were from Pei Qi’s private stash.

And just how impressive is an attack helicopter?

It comes with a rotary cannon, carries thousands of rounds of ammunition, and has various weapon hardpoints for guided missiles and rockets. Theoretically, it can destroy sixteen tanks in a single sortie, making it a mobile armory and a genuine tank terminator. Emmm, why is every weapon nowadays called a tank terminator? the Tank thought.

Facing such a highly mobile weapon capable of annihilating an entire battalion, Jing Shu knew she had to give her all to survive. It’s said that once an attack helicopter locks onto you, you’re as good as dead, and it’s true.

Everything happened so fast. The attack helicopter was swiftly approaching, initiating its attack with a burst of gunfire from afar. If it got closer, it would drop a bomb, and if that missed, they’d use a missile. At that point, both the cargo ship and its crew would be doomed. She guessed the enemy hadn’t used missiles yet because they probably wanted to preserve the cargo.

The sound of gunfire peppering the cargo ship made Fat Chicken tremble and terrified Jing Shu, who was fully armored, making her afraid of being shredded by bullets. Luckily, the distance was too great, and the hit rate very low; also, the cargo ship was simply enormous.

The enemy probably never expected that this pirate group, rumored to have hundreds of members, actually consisted of only six people, a chicken, a bird, and a dog.

Lingling had already shouldered a rocket launcher, aimed, and fired.

The attack helicopter nimbly maneuvered in the darkness, narrowly evading the rocket! It seemed furious! It hadn’t expected these people to possess weapons capable of threatening its existence!

"BOSS, they have RPG rocket launchers! Requesting permission to use Hellfire AGM-114 missiles for annihilation!"

"Permission granted! Ensure the safety of the Apache at all costs. If necessary, sink Cargo Ship 25!"

Before the apocalypse, a fighter jet worth hundreds of millions of yuan was an indispensable asset in this world where might makes right. A sunken cargo ship could be salvaged, and lost goods could be plundered again, but if the fighter jet was lost, everything was lost.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu didn’t actually need to shoulder the rocket launcher. She might have been the first woman in history to fire a rocket launcher single-handedly. She gripped the launcher with one hand, fired at the target, tossed the spent tube aside, grabbed another, and fired again. The immense recoil numbed Jing Shu’s hands. Some rockets missed the helicopter by a wide margin, while others barely skimmed past it.

However, her barrage did cause the helicopter to flail erratically in the air for a moment.

FWOOSH! Thıs content belongs to 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

Lingling swapped launchers and fired another rocket, but the helicopter, accelerating sharply upwards, evaded it again.

Tan Ke pushed the cargo ship to its top speed, desperately maneuvering to dodge the helicopter’s strafing runs amidst the roaring flames and billowing smoke of battle. The most terrifying moment came when the helicopter finally launched a Hellfire Missile.

A deafening explosion erupted beside them. The Hellfire Missile had struck the cargo ship directly, causing the massive vessel to rupture. Jing Shu and her companions were thrown off balance as the bow blew apart, erupting into a raging inferno!

Cargo Ship 25 was crippled!

Indeed, this Hellfire Missile, primarily used for attacking tanks, is an anti-tank air-to-ground missile, the terminator of tanks. Is there no end to this?!

The precision-guided missile had crippled Cargo Ship 25. Tan Ke, wearing his skeleton mech, crawled out from the blazing inferno, seriously injured!

"Prepare to abandon ship!"

Lingling, still shouldering the rocket launcher, kept firing. "One last shot!" she yelled. "Otherwise, that Apache is too dangerous; we’ll never get away!"

This proved that under the relentless assault of such a high-caliber attack helicopter, the actions of Jing Shu and her group were as futile as trying to take it down with mere rifles and machine guns!

Manpower was simply no match for such superior weaponry. This was the source of the Slave Boss’s confidence.

If only I could have a helicopter like that, Jing Shu thought, incredibly envious. She was now audacious enough to even covet an attack helicopter.

The second and third Hellfire Missiles quickly followed, accelerating its destruction. The massive ten-thousand-ton cargo ship began to take on huge amounts of water.

How large is a ten-thousand-ton cargo ship? It was 200 meters long—the length of two football fields! Such an enormous vessel, sinking just like that! It carried a full load of reserve-grade minerals, essential for refining and manufacturing various items. What a waste! If only my storage space was several thousand cubic meters, all these minerals would be mine! My heart is bleeding! What can my mere tens or hundreds of cubic meters possibly hold? Jing Shu lamented.

Lingling held her breath and fired her last rocket. Jing Shu fired from both sides to cover Lingling, sending several rockets streaking towards the Apache in the sky, but all narrowly missed. The helicopter maneuvered agilely, bobbing up and down, its erratic movements making its trajectory impossible to predict.

"Missed!" Lingling exclaimed in frustration. If only I’d had a little more time, I definitely would have hit it!

But just then, as Lingling’s last rocket missed its mark, the helicopter, having suddenly accelerated to successfully dodge this cunning, predictive shot, then slammed violently into one of the rockets Jing Shu had fired offhand—a collision that seemed utterly impossible. Even a seasoned pilot couldn’t predict his exact position from one second to the next, so how could the enemy?

A brilliant fireball erupted in mid-air, illuminating half the sky and turning the dark night into a shower of sparks. The helicopter exploded, fiery debris scattering, before it plummeted into the water. It threw up a massive plume and then sank into the Canal along with the ten-thousand-ton cargo ship.

Oh, why the rush to mutual destruction?

"Well, you really flew right into that one," Jing Shu mused, acknowledging her lucky shot. It just went to show that even the most advanced attack helicopter could be brought down by a ’dumb,’ unguided rocket if luck had it.

The group watched helplessly as the ship sank, managing to reach the shore just before it completely submerged. They stared as the massive vessel disappeared beneath the waves. The enemy’s plan hadn’t just been to kill them to silence them; the minerals from the sunken ship were still in the river and could potentially be salvaged later.