The Ceiling Fan in the Classroom

Gunshots.

Kang De's gaze instantly turned serious and murderous, as if he were preparing for battle.

"How come I didn't hear that?"

As soon as he said it, Kang Jinzhu realized he had asked a stupid question.

He thought for a moment, "Were those mercenaries attacked?"

Kang De glanced at his phone's location. "It doesn't seem like it... We're too far away, and they're in another direction, a great distance away. It shouldn't be them."

I sent a quick WeChat, and got a reply instantly saying no.

"So..."

Then that's a different kind of battle.

The father and son exchanged a glance, hesitated for a moment, and then said in unison, "Let's go."

It's not that I'm inherently cold-hearted, it's just that my loved ones are by my side, while those far away are just strangers.

Even though Kang De is now exceptionally powerful and could theoretically single-handedly crush the military forces of the two small countries of Gambia and Comora, he doesn't want to take unnecessary risks with his father by his side.

The same is true for Kang Jinzhu.

Although he was kind-hearted, sometimes even nosy, and always treated the local Black people with tolerance and goodwill, and would lend a helping hand to those in need... as a father, he didn't want his son to kill someone because of this.

Kang De noticed his hesitation. "Why don't you stay in the car, and I'll go check on things?"

Kang Jinzhu shook his head and said, "No, everyone has their own destiny. This has nothing to do with you."

He urged, "Let's go, let's change direction. Don't worry about this. That's how war is; bad things can happen at any time, especially on this land... One person can't handle it all."

The Humvee hummed twice but didn't move. Kang De looked at the undulating mountains ahead and the winding road disappearing behind them, shaking his head and saying, "Looks like these guys have a lucky day."

Just as Kang Jinzhu was about to ask a question, he saw a cloud of dust ahead, and a silver SUV wobbled out from the road blocked by the mountains and sped away in this direction.

The car was covered in dust and sand, and even had many shrapnel and scratches, but no bullet holes were found. Upon seeing the Humvee parked not far ahead, the car turned around and sped off in the west.

"They look like they're being chased. That car looks pretty good."

Kang De made a casual remark, but Kang Jinzhu didn't respond. He even sat up straight, leaning forward and almost pressing his face against the glass to look closely, his expression somewhat off.

"What's wrong?" Kang De realized something was amiss. "You know me?"

"Is there a telescope? A telescope!"

Kang De took the high-powered military binoculars that had been found in the military camp. Kang Jinzhu snatched them away, stared intently at them, and after a moment, his body trembled. He then sat back down, looking at his son with a hesitant expression.

"Then let's save them," Kang De said nonchalantly. "You wait here."

Kang Jinzhu took a deep breath. "I recognize this vehicle. It's a bulletproof vehicle ordered from Russia by the King's Guard of Comora, Kombat T98 Battle Shield, an all-terrain armored SUV..."

He turned to look at Kang De: "It's the king's carriage when he travels."

Kang De raised an eyebrow, his expression becoming more serious. "The King of Comora? I heard that after Comora was captured, he was escorted away by the royal guards and escaped. He hasn't even left Comora yet?"

"The airport and military camps in Comora have been occupied. This is the work of the France. They can't go to the France bases, and the surrounding countries, including Gambia, are all former France colonies. The infiltration, control, and influence of Fr*nce are still deeply rooted. It seems the King understands the situation behind this, so he has nowhere to go... That must be it."

Kang Jinzhu spoke very quickly, "I don't know the specifics, but Kang De, if we can save the King of Comora here, this act of saving his life alone will greatly align him with China, to the point that he may have no choice but to rely on our country. Saving the king will give us more initiative in the face of national interests, and our plan to muddy the waters and extricate you from here will make significant progress!"

When this matter was mentioned, Papa Kang's expression was both subtle and conflicted.

As a father, he really didn't want his son to get involved in fighting and killing, but if they could save the king here, the benefits would be obvious; at least they would have someone to cover for their son...

Kang De hadn't thought that far ahead; if his father said to save them, then so be it.

"Wait here." Kang De unbuckled his seatbelt, looked at his father's worried gaze, and smiled. "Don't worry, you have absolutely no idea what my power is like."

Kang Jinzhu remained worried. What father in the world would feel comfortable letting his son engage in violence? He couldn't help but ramble on, "The King's Guard isn't just this one vehicle, yet we haven't seen anyone else. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kang De suddenly clicked his tongue.

Well said.

He gazed ahead, narrowing his eyes. "I know where the rest of the guard is."

Upon hearing this, Kang Jinzhu turned his head and saw that the mountain, which was neither too high nor too low, was shrouded in dust. In the distance, he could only see a small black object rising into the air, crossing the mountain, and flying diagonally, chasing after the fleeing SUV.

Papa Kang's expression changed drastically.

"Damn! Armored helicopters!" he cursed. "Damn it! Where did a bunch of mercenaries get armed helicopters from?! Let's get out of here! Forget about the king! The Fr*nce governments have no shame!"

Helicopter.

A masterpiece of human military and technological history, helicopters have greatly expanded the scope of aircraft applications. Anything that fixed-wing aircraft cannot do, helicopters can certainly do well.

It's an incredibly powerful aerial combat vehicle, a tank opener, a long-range killer, and a master at crushing weaker opponents. It can launch attacks before gaining complete air superiority, penetrate the battlefield at extremely low altitudes, unleash a devastating barrage, and then turn and run away quickly. It's versatile and powerful.

However, people in modern society usually understand this thing from games and movies.

In these entertainment products, helicopters have become flammable and explosive targets, essentially serving as RPG and Stinger anti-aircraft missile absorbers, with their only value being crashing.

It can be destroyed by a grenade launcher, blown up by an RPG, and being shot down with Stinger is already a big favor. It can even have its front canopy penetrated by a 12.7mm bullet from an M82 sniper rifle, killing the pilot and then passing through the reinforced armor plate behind the seat to detonate the fuel tank...

In fact, most of the helicopters in these works that are shot down or crash are plot-driven deaths, because armed helicopters are just too powerful. If they aren't taken down quickly, the rest of the plot can't develop at all, since they can beat infantry like it's nothing.

--For example, her role in various storylines is basically equivalent to Captain Marvel in Avengers 4. If she were always there, there would be virtually no screen time for anyone else.

In short, helicopters are really powerful.

However, they are not invincible.

Modern warfare is a system-on-system confrontation. There are many weapon systems that can pose a threat to armed helicopters, such as the land-based anti-aircraft missile system, low-altitude short-range air defense missiles, slow-speed, low-altitude small and agile attack aircraft, and self-propelled anti-aircraft guns equipped with search and illumination radars. Any of these can easily defeat an armed helicopter. Of course, these powerful weapons also have corresponding weapons of war to counter them. This is the nature of system-on-system confrontation.

The key issue is...

Comora has none of the above.

With the development of warfare systems and military technology in the 21st century, small countries no longer even have the qualifications to wage war.

This is clearly an outdated attack helicopter, but with sufficient logistical support and ammunition resupply, it could easily overwhelm the entire armies of many countries around the world.

To reiterate, armed helicopters are truly terrifying.

Especially in this open terrain, being targeted by an attacking helicopter leaves no chance of survival.

That's why Kang Jinzhu's expression changed drastically, and he even abandoned the mission to rescue the king.

Even though he was absolutely certain that the king was in that car.

--Because with the firepower and range of attack helicopters, they can strike two-dimensional targets in three dimensions. With the support of laser rangefinders and forward-looking infrared imaging, they can launch attacks from one or two kilometers away. The target will be shattered into pieces by the metal storm falling from the sky before it can even hear or see anything.

If they don't attack, then they must be important targets.

But that doesn't matter at all anymore.

He shouted, "Run! Run! If they spot us, we're done for! While they're chasing the king!"

Kang De simply smiled.

I already told you, Dad, you know nothing about my power.

He stretched out one hand, palm up.

"Bomb it."

"What are you saying?" Kang Jinzhu shouted, "Run! That's an armed helicopter!"

With a clang, an orange-yellow bullet ejected from somewhere in the back seat and landed in Kang De's palm.

"I know."

Kang De's hand traced the surface of the bullet, anchoring the spatial imprint.

Can infantry without advanced combat systems shoot down armed helicopters?

Able.

However, it requires extremely stringent conditions.

If a target helicopter recklessly penetrates into enemy territory, such as an urban area or jungle, with numerous blind spots for observation and firing, and is unable to use heavy firepower due to concerns about civilian casualties, while its enemy possesses a large number of RPG-level weapons, and the helicopter is flying at low speed or even hovering for an extended period due to its mission—if all these factors are met, the helicopter may be shot down by an RPG.

Alternatively, if none of the above conditions are met, but the attacker has superpowers, they could still achieve this.

Kang De threw the bullet back into the recoil.

A small robotic arm catches the bullet and loads it into the chamber.

These are specially reloaded large-caliber bullets. The sole shooting principle is to make them fly high, far, and accurately, without considering their lethality.

Kang De smiled at his father, "I'll go borrow a helicopter. You stay here and don't move."

A gunshot rang out.

Propelled by the violent chamber pressure, the large-caliber bullet pierced the air, whistling as it streaked across the sky.

"Suspicious target vehicle firing detected."

In this old, secondhand AH-1G Cobra helicopter, the co-pilot/gunner calmly said, "Immediately initiate counter-fire. TADS Target Acquisition and Designation System is functioning normally. Laser rangefinder is activated and is correcting sensor positions. Weapon status indicators are normal. Ammunition load is sufficient. Prepare..."

The next moment, he heard his driver partner exclaim, "Damn!"

A flash of black light, space shattered, and under Kang Jinzhu's astonished gaze, Kang De had vanished from his spot. The next moment, he traversed the sky, twisted his body, threw out a flying axe, crossed the White Mist again, and landed like a whirlwind at the next spatial anchor point, landing on the front cockpit glass of the attack helicopter.

The gunner felt a jolt from the aircraft, looked up, and saw a China man lying on the outside, the wind whipped up by the propellers blowing his hair and clothes—what was going on!?

Before his mind could process what was happening, Kang De outside had already raised his fist and slammed it into the glass dome.

The structural materials of an armed helicopter must be extremely sturdy, but human creations must have structural connections. Kang De simply threw two punches, his mental power emanating out, activating his Extraction supernatural abilities, and the welded and riveted structures, even the screws, all crumbled. He grabbed the detached glass dome, threw it away, and then reached out his hand.

They grabbed the driver, Extraction his seatbelt, and dragged him out.

Hey friend.

Facing the howling wind and the other person's terrified and astonished gaze, Kang De smiled.

Were you ever afraid or worried about the ceiling fan in the classroom when you were a child?

Then, grabbing his body, they lifted him upwards.

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PS1: 3500 words! First update!