#1306 - Air support from Ma Run (I have a bad cold)

"Notify the DEA helicopter to stay away. I saw Stinger missiles in their ammunition boxes." Harry covered his headphones and gave a loud reminder right after reporting the situation to the White House.

Although the MH-60R "Seahawk" helicopter they were on belonged to the Coast Guard, it was obvious that joint communications had been established, because the pilot looked back at everyone with an unpleasant expression.

"Gentlemen, air traffic control just reported that a DEA helicopter has been shot down."

"Damn, we need more reinforcements." Harry said this, but turned his eyes to Jack beside him.

An FBI that can dispatch "DEVGRU" obviously has a special relationship with the military, and at this time the only one that can be relied on is the military.

Coincidentally, the Special Operations Command to which "DEVGRU" belongs is located at MacDill Air Force Base in Tampa, Florida, so after Jack got on the plane, he immediately contacted his old acquaintance, Major Blackburn, the commander of Team B, through the SEAL communication link.

Jack originally thought that with the resources of the Special Operations Command, it should not be difficult to send some aircraft from the nearest air station for support, such as the F/A-18 that saved his life at Alcatraz.

But the person he was talking to soon changed from Major Blackburn to another familiar voice, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, General Al Kleiman.

What surprised Jack was that the old man actually had some impression of a small figure like him and even took the initiative to greet him.

After briefly understanding the situation, the admiral said that air support from the Marine Corps would arrive within 5 minutes and the nuclear bomb must not be allowed to enter inland Florida.

"Marine Corps air support?" After hearing Jack's retelling, everyone, including Jason and Harry, looked confused.

“It was said that there happened to be two Harrier IIs conducting live-fire training nearby, one of which was a two-seat trainer aircraft, but it was fully equipped with weapons.

This is the fastest air support we can get within 20 minutes."

The cabin fell silent for a moment. Gibson forced a smile and patted Harry on the shoulder. "I remember you flew that thing before, right? How long ago was that? Twenty years?"

"Twenty-two years." Harry sighed, patted the pilot's seat and said, "It's better than nothing. Let them get the communication in as soon as possible."

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Although it was not yet fully light, when the vehicle left the coral island that was obscured by buildings and vegetation, especially when entering the famous "Seven Mile Bridge", the scene of floating above the water, low-hanging clouds, and the sea and sky meeting each other really made people feel like they were at the entrance to heaven.

Juno opened the champagne with a pop, picked up the glass and poured it. Then he smiled and asked Jessie who was sitting opposite him, "I'm sorry to make you a little widow, but facing such a beautiful view, don't you really want to have a drink?"

Jessie glanced at the small and exquisite Ruger LCP pistol in her hand and curled her lips in disdain. "Jack won't die so easily. I just want to know where you took my mother?"

Soon after they landed, a helicopter landed and took Helen away. Then, Jessie was forced by Juno at gunpoint into the Lincoln car, following the two trucks from a distance.

Juno snorted coldly, "It's okay to tell you. Their destination is Miami, but we're not going there. Once the two trucks ahead enter the inland, my job will be done."

She swung the muzzle of the gun, motioning for Jessie to sit further away from her. "You'd better behave yourself. I'll be able to leave the country soon. Before that, you just need to be my hostage."

Meimei took a sip of champagne and then instructed the driver in Arabic, "Slow down and stay away from those two trucks. The helicopter that just flew over didn't look like it was here for sightseeing."

However, before she finished her words, a white line passed by, and as the two women stared in amazement, the helicopter in the distance turned into a fireball and slowly fell into the sea.

"Those idiots, do they know what they are doing? Slow down, we need to stay away from those idiots."

Juno cursed loudly, but what she didn't notice was that the number of oncoming cars on the bridge was becoming fewer and fewer, until they disappeared completely.

As the sky gradually brightened, the cross-sea highway, which should have had increasing traffic, became deserted.

On the island of Key West, shrill air raid sirens rang through the sky, and the Emergency Alert System (EAS) was forcibly pushing alerts to the mobile phones of local residents and tourists, requiring people to immediately seek underground shelters or reinforced concrete buildings for shelter.

Local police are working hard to clear residents and tourists from the southern part of the island, especially near the beaches, which is an extremely difficult task filled with chaos and disorder.

Fortunately, most people are afraid of death by nature. Although they don’t understand what is happening, the words “nuclear bomb is coming” and “this is not a drill” are still extremely deterrent.

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When the two MH-60R "Seahawk" helicopters carrying Jack and others arrived above the "Seven Mile Bridge", two ugly Harrier II AV-8B attack aircraft also roared over.

Although there is no soundtrack, the unique sound of a jet fighter is enough to attract everyone's attention.

Although some people used to look down on this kind of grandfather-generation aircraft, they also know that in the current situation, using attack aircraft to deal with the terrorists in the two trucks is definitely like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

"This is Harrier 1. We found two trucks on the bridge. Please confirm the target." The pilot's call came through everyone's headsets.

Although Jack wanted to experience the life of an air force commander, since there were professionals present, he humbly gestured to a former pilot to take over the command.

"Harrier One, target confirmed, free fire authorized." Following Harry's order, the two-seat training Harrier II took the lead in lowering its altitude and dived towards the leading one of the two trucks.

The GAU-12U five-barrel Gatling gun in the belly pod began the first round of warning shots. The 25mm caliber shells drew a trajectory perpendicular to the bridge, blowing the concrete pavement into pieces.