The train driver in the courtyard

The monkey's home is located in a tropical monsoon climate zone, covered with tropical rainforests.

Towering Hopea trees and strangler figs intertwine to form a green dome that blocks out the sun.

Vines coiled around the tree trunks like giant pythons, epiphytic orchids bloomed in the humid air, and ferns formed a thick carpet on the humus soil.

Even the most experienced hunters who are most familiar with the local environment rarely venture into the rainforest.

Meanwhile, a group of over a thousand people wearing straw hats were advancing along the rugged road.

The brim of their straw hats was pulled down very low, obscuring the soldiers' faces; only the rustling sound of their straw sandals crunching over the leaves could be heard.

The officer in the straw hat, standing in the center of the group and looking around warily, was none other than Staff Officer Ruan, whom Li Aiguo had met recently.

However, the gauze on Staff Officer Ruan's ear has been removed, and there is no ear in the place of his left ear, only a scab of flesh protruding.

"Staff Officer Ruan, is Xiao Mei's helicopter really coming?" Battalion Commander in the straw hat hurried after them, his voice trembling. "This forest is so dense, what if they take a detour..."

"Why are you panicking?"

Staff Officer Ruan stopped and lowered his voice, "Last night's telegram was correct. The pilot from Xiao Mei's family was drinking with a girl in the small building, and the helicopter wasn't even fully fueled."

He glanced at the battalion commander and added, "Comrade Dongda Tie said the key to anti-helicopter tactics is to stay calm. You look like you've never seen blood before."

"No... I'm just curious, what exactly is Comrade Dongda Tie..."

Staff Officer Ruan made a trip to the neighboring area, and upon his return, he began organizing them for so-called anti-helicopter tactical training.

He also had great respect for that Dongdaite, repeatedly referring to him as a first-rate tactician.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." As soon as Staff Officer Ruan finished speaking, a series of three short and one long whistles suddenly drifted from afar.

He sat bolt upright: "The helicopter's here! Get the men in position with the heavy machine guns, and don't let your faces show!"

"Report, a large group of people has been spotted ahead. It should be the straw-hatted team from the intelligence." Almost simultaneously, Colonel Hauz's communicator rang on the helicopter with the image of a beautiful woman.

"Should we launch an attack immediately? Please advise?"

"Do not attack, conduct battlefield reconnaissance first!" Major Hauz issued the order cautiously.

This order sounds arrogant, even insulting to the enemy.

The enemy must have already spotted the helicopter; wasting time gives them a chance to escape.

However, when you have a hundred helicopters armed to the teeth, with a top speed of over two hundred kilometers per hour, then you can insult the enemy to your heart's content.

Upon receiving the order, the helicopter with the green beret suddenly increased its rotor speed, churning up decaying leaves and wet mud from the ground, creating a white trail of air above the rainforest.

The observer in the cabin gripped his binoculars, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Reporting, Major, the target group is arranged in a wedge shape, numbering approximately 1,200 men. They appear to be mostly armed with rifles; no obvious heavy firepower has been detected. But..."

He paused, then pointed the camera at a thicket behind the group. "There are a few places over there where the camouflage looks unnatural, like palm leaves covering some kind of metal object. The reflection is very weak, so you can't see exactly what it is."

"Metal object?" Major Hauz's voice came through the communicator, with a hint of nonchalance. "It's probably light equipment like a mortar, don't worry about it."

The three helicopters advanced in a triangular formation, clearly marking their deployment area.

The helicopter swarm moved slowly forward, the roar of their rotors echoing through the rainforest.

On the ground, Staff Officer Ruan was pressed against the trunk of a large tree, his fingers tightly gripping the signal pistol at his waist.

He could clearly hear the helicopter getting closer and closer, and could even see the machine gun barrels on the fuselage.

"Staff Officer Ruan, they're so close, if we don't act soon..." The battalion commander in the straw hat's voice trembled, his palms were covered in cold sweat, and he subconsciously reached for the rocket launcher on his back.

"What's the rush?" Staff Officer Ruan's voice was extremely low. "Comrade Dong Datie said that the helicopter's weakness lies in its side rotor when hovering at low altitude. Only when they get closer and the reconnaissance soldiers fire the signal flares can our tactics be effective."

As soon as he finished speaking, the helicopter overhead suddenly dropped two meters, and the observer's head popped out of the cabin.

"Colonel, nothing suspicious!"

Upon hearing the voice coming through the communicator, the colonel gave the order to attack.

"attack!"

whoosh whoosh
whoosh whoosh
whoosh whoosh
Hundreds of armed helicopters roared down like demons.

A black gun barrel extended from the fuselage, the trigger was pulled, and bullets lashed out, snapping branches and leaves as they flew through the woods.

"This is it." The colonel, seeing that the other side hadn't fired their anti-aircraft guns yet, clenched his fist excitedly and picked up the communicator: "Gentlemen, the ball has begun!"

The armed helicopters, in a triangular formation, continued to approach.

Sudden.

Staff Officer Ruan on the ground suddenly sat up straight, pulled a signal pistol from his pocket, and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

A red signal flare pierced the fog and exploded into a bright flash in the rainforest sky.

The soldiers lying in ambush suddenly emerged from the rainforest, five men at a time, with heavy guns mounted high above them.

At this point, the colonel was not panicked; heavy machine guns were not very effective against armed helicopters.

"Fire! Keep firing!"

The order has just been issued.

More than a dozen tactical teams set up heavy machine guns.

A dozen or so tongues of fire formed a dense network of fire.

The first helicopters to rush up crashed into it, and five helicopters had their fuselages pierced, belching black smoke, and crashing into the rainforest.

"Raise the price! Damn it, the enemy laid an ambush beforehand! Damn it, raise the price quickly!"

The helicopters behind them hurriedly climbed up, but they didn't notice that the rainforest was already covered with barbed wire. The rapidly spinning rotors crashed into them, sparking a burst of sparks.

"Rotor failure! Requesting emergency landing!"

The aircraft plummeted uncontrollably toward the ground, the green-beretted men inside the cabin gripping their seats tightly, their rifle butts slamming against the cabin walls with dull thuds.

Before they could find a landing spot, the helicopter crashed into a tree, and the beret turned into flames.

Several more helicopters were lost in the blink of an eye. This was the first time Colonel Haus had encountered such a difficult situation. The heavy machine guns that he had previously handled with ease were now becoming his trump card, and the barbed wire in the rainforest was even more difficult to defend against.

In critical moments, the qualities of a tactical expert are truly demonstrated.

"Lower altitude, attack the enemy directly, and suppress their heavy machine guns with firepower."

The helicopters quickly calmed down and, risking being hit by bullets, lowered their altitude to avoid the barbed wire above.

The airborne heavy machine guns opened fire, sweeping across the ground, but as soon as they opened fire, the monkey tactical teams on the ground scattered.

After a round of firing was completed, the tactical team rushed out from behind the tree while the magazines were being changed.

A dozen tactical teams converged their firepower, and several more unfortunate helicopters were instantly turned into fireballs.

"Damn it, this is a trap. They were prepared." Colonel Haus realized then that he had ordered the helicopter to descend, which meant he had fallen right into the enemy's trap.

The barbed wire at higher elevations restricts the helicopters' maneuverability, and the strategy of tactical teams clustering together actually suppresses the helicopters' firepower.

The situation was one-sided.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!" Colonel Haus, seeing that more than forty helicopters had been lost in just over ten minutes, finally issued the humiliating order to retreat.

The green berets panicked and turned to run.

In the panic, another unlucky fellow got caught on the barbed wire high up, pulling the helicopter down and causing it to crash into the fuselage of another helicopter. Both planes plummeted to the ground, and the explosion turned half the sky orange-red.

As the last helicopter disappeared into the horizon, Staff Officer Ruan raised his hand and shouted, "Comrades! We've won!"

"victory!"

The cheers faded into the depths of the rainforest, and all was quiet except for the crackling sound of the burning helicopter.

Staff Officer Ruan inspected the results of the battle, walked over to a crashed helicopter, and kicked the deformed fuselage.

This is Xiaomei's helicopter, the "aerial demon" that used to weigh them down, but now it's just a pile of scrap metal!
"Wu Dezhi, report to Comrade Dongda Tie: the first battle of the anti-helicopter tactic has been a success, with fifty-one helicopters shot down!"

Following closely behind Staff Officer Ruan, Wu Dezhi adjusted his glasses and wrote down the number in his notebook.

The notebook was filled with detailed records of the battle: the angle of the helicopter attack, the timing of the heavy machine gun firing, the placement of the barbed wire... Every number was soaked with sweat and the weight of victory.

Colonel Haus escaped back to base two hours later, leaving those waiting to celebrate stunned.

When the person in charge from the Southern Monkeys' side saw the colonel struggling to climb out of the helicopter, he rushed over to help him up, asking in a panic, "What happened? What happened?"

"Get out of here!" The colonel kicked him to the ground. The person in charge was kicked so hard that he rolled over and quickly got up, but dared not get angry.

He was very frustrated. You suffered a defeat, so you take it out on us. Is that all you've got?

The people at the base had already realized the results of the battle; all the banners had been taken down, and the girls had been driven away.

After Colonel Haus tallied the results, he was so angry he almost fainted.

A total of fifty-one helicopters were lost, and eleven more were severely damaged in the battle and unable to participate in combat for a short period of time.

It can be said that the flight squadron has lost its combat capability.

This is not critical.

The key issue is the enemy's tactics specifically designed to counter helicopters; they are truly terrifying.

Colonel Hauss made arrangements for the follow-up matters, suppressed his anger, and returned to the command post to report the situation to Pearl Harbor.

"What? The straw hat crew actually found a tactic to counter helicopters?" Lieutenant General Hughes, who was stationed at Pearl Harbor, was extremely shocked.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find a solution," Colonel Hauz said through gritted teeth.

"Colonel, I'm willing to give you this opportunity, but I'm afraid the Congressmen won't agree."
You know what? You've gotten me into big trouble this time. Your budget for each bottle of water over there was $100.

If we win, then everyone will be happy.

But now President Ken will definitely send someone to audit the accounts.
"This is troublesome, really troublesome. We need to deal with this trouble first. The straw hat isn't important, understand?"

War is not just war; it is a continuation of governance and economic activity.

"Yes, sir!" Colonel Haus knew the real reason why the squadron could be established. He hung up the phone and plopped down in a chair.

Dealing with President Ken is a matter for the military leaders; Colonel Haus is not qualified to do so.

Images of the battlefield from a few hours earlier flashed through his mind.

"Where did the straw hat learn its tactics from?"

"Comrade Patriot, good news! Comrade Wu Dezhi just sent a telegram: Douli ambushed Xiaomei's helicopter and won a great victory! Here is the detailed battle report."

Li Aiguo received a call and came to the weather station, where Lao Mao handed him a telegram.

The old cat was very excited at this moment.

The strength of the American family in this era was breathtaking, especially their helicopter tactics, which were a real headache.

Although Old Cat didn't know the details of the battle, he could guess that the straw hat side had used Li Aiguo's tactics.

"I didn't expect you to be a military expert, Aiguo." Old Cat looked at Li Aiguo with some envy.

Although this kid didn't participate in the battle, he was thousands of miles away and taught Xiao Mei's family's special forces a lesson.

If only he had come up with the anti-armed helicopter tactics. Thinking of this, Old Cat suddenly chuckled bitterly. He had never imagined that he would ever envy someone else.

Li Aiguo took the telegram and glanced at it.

Due to space limitations, the telegram only reported the results of the battle and did not provide detailed information about the operation.

“We’ve already sent someone over there, and it won’t be long before they bring back the battlefield records,” Old Cat added.

To develop our own armed helicopters, we need to learn from real combat experience.

This is one of the reasons why Li Aiguo assigned anti-helicopter tactics to Staff Officer Ruan.

(End of this chapter)