Absolute Honor

"Damn it!" Osbelev walked off the plane cursingly and went to the bottom of the belly to take a look. On the side of the belly on the right side, three bullet holes appeared in the aluminum skin of the plane. .

He observed it carefully, and cold sweat came out.

Fortunately, the aviation fuel was not ignited, otherwise the plane would be destroyed.

"This is a bullet hole..." After all, Osbelev came from an officer and was knowledgeable. He reached out and clicked on a few holes. "You can temporarily repair it with super glue. It doesn't take long to remove the skin. Time, estimated to be able to hold on to the destination..."

"We have super glue in our repair box." Yakov said.

As soon as the voice fell, one person suddenly walked out of the door of the plane, and shouted at the two people: "Is it possible to find the problem!? Time is going to be delayed! What's the matter with you! I haven't checked this broken plane before departure. !?"

The two Maozi pilots turned their heads and found that it was one of the small leaders of the Quds Army who was arranging to **** the xs gel explosives and manufacturing equipment on the plane.

Osbelev was not a good-tempered person. If the flight went smoothly, he would be able to return to his hometown to get a generous reward in ten hours, and he could have a good meal and drink to celebrate.

Now this kind of bird incident happened halfway through. The plane was shot and was scolded again. He even suspected that his plane hadn't been overhauled before the mission.

He couldn't help it anymore. Vodka had an effect in his body. He gruffly responded to the little boss: "Don't bark at me like a dog, come and see for yourself what it is! Damn it! I want more. I'm looking for your boss to get the money for the maintenance of the aircraft!"

The little boss saw that Osbelev dared to scold back, the fire suddenly jumped up, and he drew the pistol directly from his waist, and rushed down the gangway with his two men. Stand up to his forehead.

"Old guy, are you impatient for living!?"

"Hey hey! If you have something to say..." Compared to Osbelev, Yakov's temper is a lot better. "It's all his own, why bother with a knife..."

While talking, Yakov stopped between the two men, trying to calm the situation.

"Let him shoot! Let him shoot! Show him a hundred guts to see if he dare to shoot!" Osbelev was not intimidated at all, but walked forward with the pistol, "Killed We, carry these tons of things back by ourselves!"

He saw that these people didn't dare to actually shoot at him, and the more barking dogs were, the less they would bite people.

As expected, the little boss stared blankly.

Indeed, there is no benefit to killing Osbelev now. Is it because the plane has a few tons of Xs explosives and a few tons of equipment on their backs?

Yakov saw that the situation had changed, and he immediately poured the water and put it out: "Look, the plane was hit by three bullets. We don’t know where it was shot. Our plane was fine, otherwise, if the fuel tank leaks. You can't fly to Somalia at all. These three shots must have been shot while in Somalia. I wonder if your opponent just arrived when the plane took off."

Of course he would not have guessed that Qin Fei actually came to Dry Valley earlier than them, but he had been lurking in the forge near the hillside.

In fact, the little boss didn't really want to kill Osbelev. Hearing Yakov's words, he went down the hill and looked at the place where Yakov was pointing.

Sure enough, there were three bullet holes on it, oozing oil stains.

This situation made him unexpected.

After thinking for a while, the little boss put away his pistol and asked Yakov: "Then what should I do now?"

"There is super glue in the repair box on our plane, which can temporarily seal the leakage. It is not a problem to fly back, but the problem lies in our fuel." Yakov said: "The fuel has been leaking, and now we are waiting for us to find out. At that time, it had almost leaked. Since the current amount of fuel is not enough, we will fly to the next refueling point, so we must buy jet fuel right now."

"Where is this?" the little boss asked.

"The northern part of the Democratic Republic of Congo, where it borders Central Africa." Yakov said.

The little boss thought for a while, and felt that listening to what Yakov said, he was wrong.

In fact, the little boss knew the severity of this mission. I don’t know how many intelligence agencies are staring at this evacuation operation in Somalia.

Obviously, the cause of the shooting was on his side rather than the two pilots.

"Okay, you two fix the fuel tank right away and leave the rest to me." The little boss said as he turned around and returned to the plane.

He must contact his boss right now, and when the matter has reached this point, he must immediately take remedial measures.

...

The Atlantic Ocean, off Sao Tome and Principe.

An e3-c early warning aircraft flew slowly from south to north in the air.

"It is detected that the -2pg transport plane in the target has taken off again and is flying towards the Atlantic Ocean."

The person who spoke was a captain of the air force chief of the ec-3 airborne early warning radar and control system.

This ec-3 early warning aircraft is actually improved from the Boeing 707 aircraft and has been in service since 1977.

At the moment, there are 18 crew members on the plane, of whom, except for the pilot and co-pilot, the rest are air force technicians.

Michelle stood behind the technical director of the Air Force and walked around in the cabin aisle. After hearing the report from the director, Michelle immediately asked, "Did our people have trackers installed?"

Main pipeline: "Already installed. When refueling them, a tracker was installed on the aircraft's landing gear."

"Can you receive the signal now?" Michelle asked.

The supervisor checked the screen: "The signal is normal and can work for at least 5-7 days."

"Very well, stare at them hard for me." Michelle said, walking to the front of the cabin, Qin Fei and Mist were sitting there chatting.

"Gentlemen, soon you will be busy again~www.NovelMTL.com~ she said.

Qin Fei looked up at Michelle: "Did your people track the plane?"

"Well, and a tracker is installed." Michelle replied.

Qin Fei smiled, "It seems that your mi17 is still very powerful. I took back what I said before. I didn't expect you to be able to send your own agents to pretend to be oilers in Congo so soon, which is not bad."

"There are still many great things you don't know." Michelle said.

"Do you estimate, where will their landing place be?" Qin Fei asked.

Michel frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "Now we are over the Atlantic Ocean, they are flying north..."

"Europe?" Michelle's eyes lit up, "I wouldn't just fly a plane..."

He made a gesture of plane crash with his hand on his chest, and made a "boom" sound in his mouth imitating the sound of an explosion.

"Impossible!" Michel said: "The Li-2pg transport aircraft is an obsolete model and cannot penetrate our air defense radar network. It will be shot down by our air force and air defense missiles before getting close. I think Kawasaki will not It’s so stupid that a few tons of xs gel explosives are wasted. The cost of this explosive is not cheap at all."

Mister shrugged and made a face: "I'm just kidding."

"Eastern Europe." Qin Fei said suddenly: "I think they will go there, and the place they land is definitely not your nato's site."

"It's not our site?" Michelle struck a spirit, and that was the small and fragmented countries on the site close to the current Russia.

For some reasons, the author has revised the previous article these days to avoid river crabs. The workload is huge. I have not slept for more than four hours in two days, but the update will still be maintained. Don't worry.