Buzz buzz buzz—
The aftermath of the explosion hadn't dissipated yet, and the Black Hawk-like armed helicopter raised its body again.
This time, it didn't give Fang Cheng any chance to throw anything.
Instead, it rapidly climbed to over two hundred meters in altitude and started tactical circling around the building.
Two hundred meters, this was an absolute dead zone for single-soldier thrown weapons.
But for a helicopter equipped with M134 cannons and "Nine-headed Serpent" rocket pods, it's the most comfortable massacre distance.
"What? Aren't throwing stones anymore?"
Captain Hu's voice echoed through the loudspeaker in the night sky, filled with cat-and-mouse mockery:
"Let's see how long you can hide! Didn't you just act so tough?"
"Why aren't you arrogant now? If you've got the guts, come fly up and bite me!"
Inside the cockpit, Captain Hu made minor adjustments to the control stick to maintain the circling stance, coldly scanning the ruins below.
