Super Zoo-Chapter 819 - 794: The Confrontation between Cold Weapons and High Technology_2

Su Meng sneered as he placed a crossbow arrow onto the crossbow mount. Amidst a grating noise of winding gears, the crossbow mount to his right slowly turned its direction, aiming at the helicopter in the sky.

"F...k!"

The helicopter pilot cursed loudly, cold sweat instantly breaking out. If this thing actually hit, it wouldn't just be the glass that couldn't stop it; any part of the helicopter would be unable to withstand it.

And even if it did stop it, so what? The immense impact force would send the helicopter flying out of control!

Should the arrow unluckily hit the propeller, the helicopter would crash on the spot!

But just as the words were spoken, a massive crossbow arrow had already whistled through the air, its well-maintained arrowhead glinting dazzlingly in the setting sun like a thunderbolt viciously aimed at the helicopter.

The pilot's whole body broke out in goosebumps. Almost without thinking, he increased altitude again.

Unfortunately, the crossbow arrow's accuracy wasn't great; Su Meng wasn't a professional, so even if the helicopter didn't evade, it wouldn't be in any danger. The crossbow arrow, missing the helicopter by twenty or thirty meters, skewed off into the forest.

Even so, everyone in the helicopter was scared into breaking out into a cold sweat. An absurd feeling arose in their minds – it was the twenty-first century, and a retired military helicopter, a group of modern soldiers armed to the teeth, was being chased frantically by a medieval cold weapon?

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

Several more crossbow arrows launched rapidly. Su Meng's technique was getting better, and the flight path of the crossbow arrows was getting increasingly close to the helicopter. The nearest one whizzed by less than five meters from the helicopter.

In mid-air, a five-meter distance could almost be considered as brushing past, negligible.

However, none of them hit the helicopter. At a distance of about one or two hundred meters from where Su Meng and the crossbow were, the helicopter was barely larger than a small black dot; the difficulty of hitting the helicopter was too high. Moreover, after all, this was a 'moving target', and one that was controlled by an intelligent pilot.

Fortunately, the helicopter didn't have any long-range weapons, so it couldn't pose any effective threat to the safety of Su Meng and the crossbow. Hanging more than a hundred meters away in the air, swinging left and right, including Locke and a group of security guards below, trying to hit Su Meng hiding behind the crossbow mount, or even hitting the crossbow mount itself, was almost not possible; the probability was barely higher than that of a crossbow arrow hitting the helicopter.

The two sides had actually come to a standoff. Of course, Suming and Su Meng's side was clearly able to hold out for longer; one hid in the tower, and the other was behind the crossbow mount, and they could stay there all day without issue. But the helicopter above was not so easygoing; not to mention the issue of fuel, the warriors hovering beneath Lingkong were already finding it difficult to endure.

"Carlos, you stupid pig!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the one who seemed to be the most brainless, Rotten-Teeth Locke, reacted the fastest. Communicating through the headset by his mouth, he cursed at the helicopter pilot Carlos: "You pig, can't you circle to the back of the crossbow mount?! Let us take out the archer, or at least destroy the crossbow mount!"

Carlos didn't react immediately. Circling to the back of the crossbow mount, wouldn't the mount simply turn to fire in the same way? The current sense of safety was precisely because they maintained a safe distance from the crossbow mount. If they approached within a range where they could destroy the crossbow mount, the crossbow could also possibly hit the helicopter. Then, a whole helicopter full of people could die...

"Damn it, I really should let Nicole twist off your head to see if it's filled with shit!"

Locke was almost driven mad by this guy! The crossbow mount turning its head? Absolutely impossible! The biggest flaw of these large defensive weapons fixed on the castle walls was their lack of flexibility; their firepower could only cover a conical area directly in front, at most turning slightly to the left or right, but it would never make a 180-degree turn!

Why? Because behind the crossbow mount was the interior of Eibek Castle; this device was made for external use. Were all the builders of the castle and everyone else so out of their minds that they would allow such a deadly weapon the possibility of turning around and firing inside?

"An utter idiot, and a so-called engineering college graduate, my ass!" Locke rolled his eyes as he spoke.

After being berated by Locke, Carlos finally grasped the idea. It wasn't that he was uneducated; as a helicopter pilot, how could he possibly know about the functions of castle crossbow artillery? Besides, most people accustomed to modern technology tended to dismiss cold weapons with disdain.

The helicopter turned around and took a large, precarious loop in the air, approaching from behind Eibek Castle towards the crossbow mount.

Sure enough, just as Locke had predicted, the crossbow mount below followed the direction of the helicopter, but stopped after turning about forty or fifty degrees. Based on this angle of rotation, the area covered by the crossbow mount's firepower was roughly a 90-degree fan-shaped scope directly in front of the castle.

In the medieval wars, a pair of crossbow balistas on two towers, one on the left and the other on the right, was completely sufficient to cover all incoming enemies at the front of the castle. Centuries ago, there was no type of soldier that could fly and circle to the back of the castle.

"Damn, I'm such an idiot!"

Once he's got the hang of one method, Carlos, the pilot, found himself inspired. He slapped his forehead hard, realizing there were many ways to deal with a crossbow balista, such as flying directly above it and dropping a hand grenade downward to blast it to pieces.

"Su Meng, run!"

Suming, inside the tower, had already anticipated a turn of events. Initially, the crossbow cannons could intimidate their adversaries, but it was unrealistic to expect medieval crossbow artillery to repel a group of modern soldiers. Seeing the helicopter start to turn around and gain altitude, Suming didn't hesitate to yell at Su Meng.

Su Meng was no fool. Watching the enemies flee the range of the crossbow balista, he didn't stick around for a fight. He simply grabbed a Crossbow Arrow used on the balista, and with the strength of a javelin thrower, he let out a low cry and hurled it fiercely at the helicopter, then took advantage of the helicopter's evasive maneuver to crouch and jump down from the tower, hiding in a safe place inside the castle.

Da da da... The armed men on the helicopter, after stewing in frustration for a while, finally found an opportunity for revenge. They didn't even wait to land completely; they opened fire from mid-air, shredding the crossbow balista with a burst of violent gunfire, sending it crashing down in pieces.

"Hahaha, very good, Carlos prepare to descend, the rest of you come with me to catch those two annoying bugs!" Locke bared his teeth and roared with laughter.

The helicopter slowly lowered its altitude, preparing to drop a group of team members hanging from ropes down to the grounds of the castle. Apart from the unlucky one who, due to excessive enthusiasm, had initially jumped from the helicopter and fell into the canyon, the other seven men with guns stared with eager eyes down below.

"Now is the moment!"

Suming had waited for a long time and finally saw his chance. The attention of everyone on the plane was focused on the ground, especially those armed men.

Under the setting sun, a fire-like red blaze suddenly burst from the clouds!

The moment this red appeared, like a falling meteor, it rushed towards the helicopter's cockpit with a red tail flame!

"Oh! Damn it, what is this, shoot, shoot..."

Carlos, the helicopter pilot, was the first to spot something amiss, bellowing a warning to the team members below to open fire, but it was too late. The men below had just heard the shout and looked up when the helicopter was already pierced by this streak of red light!

Like a laser, the red streak smashed through the glass from one side of the helicopter and burst out the other side of the cockpit!

"A bird?!"

The men hanging from the helicopter could only roughly make out what this streak of red actually was.

They were about to fire their guns, but it was already too late. Whether it was severe damage to the helicopter's equipment or the pilot Carlos being taken out, the helicopter, which had been steadily descending, suddenly lost control, swerving and tilting to the side like a drunken man.

"Oh! No!"

"God, save me!"

"Damn it!"

The group of armed men hanging from the ropes screamed in horror like a string of grasshoppers.

A thick smoke billowed out from the helicopter's cockpit, carrying the group as they fell into the canyon below, striking the cliff several times mid-air, before finally crashing into the torrential river.

Boom! A massive explosion shook the ground, as if it too were trembling.