Just as Akinfeev was having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, suddenly at this moment, he saw his signal corpsmen running over quickly.
This guy is a black man. Compared with other black men, he is a smarter young man. In addition, his physical fitness is also quite flexible, so Akinfeev asked him to stay as his correspondent.
"Boss, there's a signal." The signal soldier ran a few hundred meters away. He spoke calmly and calmly.
"What signal?" Akinfeev asked quickly after hearing this.
"Ji Mo Lin's signal."
"Contacted?" Akinfeev couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"We've made contact," the signal soldier said.
"Let's go." Upon hearing that he finally contacted Ji Molin and the others, Akinfeev quickly stopped, turned around quickly, and ran straight into the room.
Although they are currently in contact, due to the signal, the signals received by Akinfeev are also intermittent. However, only from this intermittent signal, he can still know the current location of Ji Molin and the others.
"Just get in touch, God bless." Akinfeev couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He even made a cross on his chest to express his gratitude to God.
However, at this moment, the signal soldier's expression suddenly changed, "What? You said a plane is coming?"
"Is there a plane coming?" Akinfeev was suddenly confused and had no idea what he meant.
"Yes, there are planes coming," the signal soldier said. "Mr. Ji Molin told me that there are several planes circling above their heads."
"How could there be a plane at this time?" Akinfeev was also puzzled.
Suddenly, at this moment, a violent explosion came from the communications soldier's headset.
Perhaps the explosion was so violent that he was startled.
"Boss, there is an explosion." The communications soldier reminded decisively.
"Explosion?" When Akinfeev heard this, he couldn't even believe his ears. He quickly picked up the radio communication headset and heard a violent explosion.
"Shet, are they being targeted by Artem's people?" Akinfeev threw the headset angrily.
"It's possible." This black communications soldier is also a relatively smart guy.
"Prepare a telescope for me, and quickly connect me to Alexander's communication phone." Akinfeev frowned and quickly ordered.
"Yes, boss." After the black communications soldier put down his headset, he first directly connected to Commander Alexander's communications radio.
In less than ten seconds, Alexander's voice came over.
"Old man, what's going on?"
"Boss, Ji Molin and the others seem to have been bombed."
"Bombing?" Alexander was also surprised. He also did not expect to encounter such a result.
"Are you sure? Comrade Akinfeev?" Alexander couldn't help but ask again.
"Boss, I can guarantee it 100%."
"Okay, I understand." Alexander knew that it was definitely a plane sent by the Nyal Defense Force.
At this time, the phone at the Alexander Front Command Post also rang sharply.
Alexander's signal soldier trotted over quickly: "Boss, the phone number of the Ministry of Defense in Budinia."
"Budiniya Ministry of Defense?" Alexander was surprised again. Suddenly, an idea emerged in his mind, that is, whether the Budiniya Ministry of Defense made a mistake in this bombing.
Picking up the phone, the voice of Minister of Defense Budinya came from the other end of the phone: "General Alexander, our radar has detected a group of people appearing on the border. Is it yours?"
Upon hearing this, Alexander immediately understood that it was not Budiniya's air force. At present, he was 100% sure that it was an aircraft of the Nyal Defense Force.
"Man, are they very close to your border?" Alexander couldn't help but ask.
The Minister of Defense did not hesitate: "Yes, sometimes they even cross the border."
"Can you help me kill them?"
The Minister of Defense was obviously stunned when he heard this. After a few seconds, he finally realized: "I'm afraid I can't make the decision."
"I know, please ask Mr. Musala for instructions."
"good."
After ending the phone call with Akinfeev, the Defense Minister decisively asked Musala for instructions and reported back.
Musala told the Defense Minister that their planes can take off, but they cannot open fire in the Niyar airspace, but once they invade their airspace, they will open fire without hesitation.
After receiving such instructions from the top leadership, the Minister of Defense also decisively ordered the 27 pilots who were already on standby on the front line to take off.
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It is the air force of the Niyal Defense Force that is currently bombing Ji Molin. Originally, the commander did not want to attack Ji Molin and the others, but after calculation, he found that the bombing must be carried out, otherwise, their troops would be destroyed.
It was not enough to deal with Fred's army.
It was under such circumstances that several bombers took off from the capital, Ruralula, and carried out carpet bombing on the border between Budiniya and Nyar.
The Philippine Air Force originally lacked a clear understanding of the concept of airspace, so Budinha's Air Force was also rude and opened fire directly on the bombers after giving a brief warning.
The 27 aircraft dealt with these old-fashioned bombers whose technical level was still stuck in the 1950s and 1960s. It was a complete dimensionality reduction strike, and it easily shot down the two invading bombers.
This news suddenly reached the ears of the temporary boss Salma, and Salma was also stunned. He did not expect that Musala was like a fool and did not give him any face.
Immediately, Salma directly dialed Musala's phone through diplomatic channels.
Musala told Salma that since there is territory on land, there is corresponding airspace in the air. Entering the airspace of other countries without their permission is a disguised aggression.
The words left Salma speechless.
He couldn't help but call the Air Force Commander over and cursed, "Why don't you go somewhere else?"
The air force commander was also quite aggrieved. He told Salma that from the perspective of airspace use, they could only go that way.
"Does it have to be from east to south? Not from west to south?" Salma didn't understand the combat principles of fighter jets, so she was quite puzzled.