War is cruel, especially this kind of attack from the air. Although there is no face-to-face fighting, the destructive power is more violent and the lethality is greater. Under the powerful firepower of heavy aerial bombs and rockets, a person can be killed in one minute.
It is enough to blow the base of this grass and tree structure into scorched earth.
Because they did not know how to avoid air strikes, many people were killed by machine guns on the empty runway, and many more people were blown to pieces by bombs. The ground was full of body fragments and burnt blackened ruins.
The base that has been in existence for half a year has been reduced to ruins, and it is no longer safe because air strikes may come again at any time.
The Antonov transport plane was still burning. The fuel inside the plane intensified the burning. The black smoke column shot straight into the sky and could be seen more than ten kilometers away. The soldiers silently rescued the wounded and picked up what was left in the rubble.
However, after the bombing, there were not many supplies left. What's more serious is that the 100,000 rounds of ammunition bought from Listrovsky were also burned.
Alexander, who was covered in dust and smoke, was furious. Li Jianguo, whose arm was hit by shrapnel, said nothing. He sat on a wooden box and let Wang Zhijun bandage the wound. Chen Martin, who had survived the disaster, stared blankly at the scorched earth in front of him and murmured.
Said to himself: "Why, why is this?"
Young Chen Martin could not accept this reality yet, but Liu Ziguang had experienced this kind of thing a lot. He pulled the frustrated Chen Martin into the last car that was not destroyed.
"Where to go?" Chen Martin asked numbly.
"Go to a safe place. I have something to ask you." Liu Ziguang jumped directly onto the driver's seat and shouted to Li Jianguo: "I'll leave this place to you."
Li Jianguo saluted him with his uninjured left hand on the brim of his hat, indicating that he had received the order. Then Liu Ziguang shouted to Dongfang Ke who was huddled in the corner: "Get in the car, we have something to do."
Dongfang Ke looked reluctant, but he had no choice but to think about it and it was safest to follow Liu Ziguang, so he climbed into the car.
"And you, come with us to find the real culprit and take revenge." Liu Ziguang shouted again to the frustrated Alexander.
Alexander looked up at him, blinked, suddenly jumped up, picked up two automatic rifles and several magazines and threw them into the car. Then he opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. He suppressed his excitement and asked: "Let's go to Angola now to destroy them."
The airport?”
"Are you sure their airport is in Angola?" Liu Ziguang asked while starting the car.
"I guessed."
"Forget it." Liu Ziguang stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle sped out and sped toward the northwest.
In the endless wilderness, Africa has entered the rainy season. The dry riverbed has turned into a wide river. The desolate grasslands are lush and green. Herds of wildebeest and bison are looking at them in the distance. Unless danger is approaching, they will not gather together.
Running wildly.
As the off-road vehicle moved forward at a steady speed, Liu Ziguang asked Chen Martin: "How much money does the government have left to use? I mean including the money that the royal family has overseas."
"Not much." Chen Martin shook his head in confusion and said, "The royal family's money in overseas banks has been frozen, but His Highness Bobby has no money at all."
"Then where did he get the money to hire Colonel Faulkner and his army? As far as I know, the price of these people is not cheap."
"I don't know." Chen Martin shook his head again. The bombing just now gave him a great stimulation, and he is still not very clear-headed yet.
"How is your relationship with His Highness?" Liu Ziguang asked again.
"Although we are related, we are not familiar with each other. When the Crown Prince first escaped from San Juan, he still relied on our tribe, but now he has forgotten us, especially after Colonel Faulkner came.
It even refuses to recognize the legitimacy of my army."
Liu Ziguang nodded: "That's it. Bobby is a short-sighted and narrow-minded person. He thinks that your Western People's Liberation Army does not have enough strength and despises you. But when you receive a large amount of aid, especially a whole aircraft of weapons and ammunition,
Then, he suddenly made a completely different decision. Not only did he let his personal representative meet with you, he also gave you his serial number, but when you arrived at the camp, we were attacked by air raids. What does this mean?"
"Could it be that... His Highness wants to kill me?" Chen Martin had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his tone was trembling, not because of fear, but out of anger and confusion.
"It's possible. By the way, do you know who His Highness's representative and his secretary are?"
"His Royal Highness's personal ghostwriter is a British man, and his secretary seems to be British as well. I can't figure it out, but he is a white European and speaks fluent English."
"This shows another situation. Bobby is surrounded by foreigners, and he has become someone else's puppet. According to my guess, these people should be sent by a multinational company."
"Why?"
"For the sake of resources, if there were no resources in Western Saddamoa, no one would care about the massacre. But after the iron ore was discovered, things were different. It was bombed by mercenaries and fighter jets of unknown origin. Martin, remember
Remember, the essence of all wars is for profit. Without enough profit, they would not put so much effort into controlling Bobby."
Chen Martin's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face, but after thinking about it carefully, what Liu Ziguang said made sense and he had to believe it.
"So, His Highness sold out the interests of the country in exchange for the support of international capital, is that right?"
"It's very possible, but now we still need to confirm a few things." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he took out the satellite phone and dialed Zhao Hui's number: "Old Zhao, are you up?"
"It's four o'clock in the morning, did you say you were up?" Zhao Hui's roar came from the other side of the phone.
"Okay, I have something to ask you. Last time over the Red Sea, was the person who wanted to kill you I.S.R?"
"How do you know?" Zhao Hui's voice became serious.
"That's it. Yesterday afternoon, a jet attacked the transport plane I was traveling on. This morning, two Super Tucano fighter jets attacked me and almost killed me. Their painting was the same as that of the Tucano on the Red Sea.
Birds are the same, I think this debt should be placed on your head." Liu Ziguang said.
"Wait a minute, where are you now, why did they attack you, and how can you be sure that they are people I?"
"I'm in Western Saddamoa. As for their identity confirmation, that's what I want to entrust you to do. With your energy, you should be able to find satellite photos. I want to know if there is an i air force base in Angola.
, the numbers of the two fighter jets are 37 and 45, I think they can be seen clearly on the satellite photos."
Zhao Hui shouted angrily: "Brother, you think too highly of me. I'm not the damn chief of staff. I can see everything. Don't come to me about this."
Liu Ziguang said: "I'm here to find you. The seller you introduced to me, I went to buy a plane of arms. When I flew back, I was almost beaten down by a jet. I finally got there and was beaten again."
Dozens of people were killed in a sudden bombing, how can you swallow this?"
Zhao Hui was silent for a while and said: "I really don't have the ability to access spy satellite photos. The procedures at the General Staff are very strict, but I can help you investigate in other ways. Apart from this matter, there are other things you need help with."
Is it?"
"Yes, I need Bobby's address in the UK and security details."
"Brother, can I call you brother? You really treat me as a know-it-all. If this were in Hong Kong, Bangkok, Taipei, or even Tokyo, I would be able to handle everything beautifully for you. Just open your mouth.
London, do I know people from mi5 or do I know people from Scotland Yard?”
Liu Ziguang still said the same thing: "I don't care, anyway, you have to give me the information as soon as possible."
"Okay, okay, I'll ask a private detective to help you check the head office. Brother, is there anything else?"
"Yes, lend me your team of four, and I'll pay the wages."
"Sure, as long as you instigate them, I promised them to retire this month anyway. Brother, is there anything else?"
"That's all for now. I'll call you when I think of it." Liu Ziguang hung up the phone and said to Dongfang Ke, "I'll talk to Alexander for a while, and you translate."
"Okay." Dongfang Ke, who was admiring the scenery of the African grasslands, immediately cheered up.
"If someone hits you with a stick, do you retaliate against that person or the stick?" Liu Ziguang asked.
Alexander was confused: "Of course I kicked that guy's ass."
"This is the stick that beats us. It is an organization, not a specific person. Its decision-making comes from the company's top management and the board of directors, not a certain person. Those fighter pilots are just soldiers who follow orders.
If we rush to Angola and blow up all their planes, I believe they will add more planes the next day, so it is unwise to retaliate. We should find out who is behind the scenes and target them.
This person."
After listening to Dongfang Ke's translation, Alexander couldn't help but nod. Liu Ziguang continued: "Now that I have analyzed who is behind the attack on us, do you want to kick his ass?"
"certainly."
"But this man is in London. He is very powerful and can even make organizations work for him. So we can't kick his ass for the time being, but we can do some things that make him disgusting. Are you willing to help me?
What to do?"
"certainly."
"Very good, from now on, we are comrades-in-arms, Alexander." Liu Ziguang stretched out his hand to him.
"Call me Sasha." Alexander shook hands with Liu Ziguang, then thought of something again, and said worriedly: "The plane is over, and I haven't told the boss yet."
"Then tell him now." Liu Ziguang handed over the satellite phone.
Alexander talked on the phone for five minutes, then put down the phone and shrugged and said, "The boss said, from now on, you will pay me my salary."
"Deal." Liu Ziguang extended his hand again and high-fived Sasha.
The off-road vehicle entered the road in the dense forest and drove along the river towards the seaside.