Deep in the jungle, Ye Chen was gasping for breath, having thrown all his hand grenades in a bid to draw the enemy's fire. At this point, he had become quite exhausted. Alone, he hid within the jungle, while overhead a helicopter constantly circled, signaling to its companions that their target was right here.
Ye Chen knew that if he didn't take out that helicopter today, escape would be impossible. The only weapon he had left was a carbine rifle and two boxes of ammunition. Shooting down a helicopter with a rifle was a shot in a thousand. Taking a deep breath, he shouldered the rifle, wedged the butt against his shoulder bone, and used the scope to lock onto the enemy's propeller. He didn't expect to puncture the fuel tank with one shot; all he needed was to create enough trouble for them.
Bang...
