Noticing the power lines up ahead, Leng Zimo suddenly pulled the helicopter up, and taking advantage of that moment, Luo Ke also led a few men charging through the doorway.
Skirting the power lines, Leng Zimo aimed the helicopter at the entrance and pressed the switch again.
Rat-tat-tat...
Bullets spat out once more, shattering the glass on the doors and windows.
"Go grab the weapons!"
Luo Ke sprang onto the steps leading to the basement, and another subordinate behind him was hit by a bullet and slid straight down the stairs.
He didn’t have many men to begin with, and now, including Luo Ke, there were only three left.
Trailing Luo Ke into the weapons room, none of the three said a word; they simply, as if on cue, grabbed heavy hardware off the racks—rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, that kind of thing.
By this time, Leng Zimo had also started firing at the basement windows, but because the windows were so small, the effect of his attack was limited.
"Give it to me!"
Luo Ke snatched the rocket launcher from his subordinate’s hands and rushed to one of the windows himself.
In the chaos he didn’t have time to really aim before squeezing the trigger.
Boom!
The rocket shot out diagonally from the basement’s small window, slammed into the helicopter’s landing gear, and erupted into a sheet of flame.
The helicopter was buffeted by the blast wave and lost its balance; seeing the timing go bad, Leng Zimo didn’t bother with the chopper anymore. He kicked the cabin door open and dove out.
Scrape!
The helicopter pitched over, its massive rotors still spinning as they carved across the ground, gouging deep furrows. Sand and stones flew as the burning fuselage scraped along the ground and smashed obliquely into the corner of the second floor.


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