Progress in Dry Valleys seems to be accelerating again.
After talking about the results, the scar-faced man raised his hand and looked at his watch. He seemed to know that he should not stay here too long.
Soon, he resolutely turned around and started to return to his tu-14 aircraft.
Except for the people who crowded onto one of the transport planes, the bodyguards who followed him all returned to the Tu-14 commercial airliner and quickly slowly retracted the gangway.
The little man who had an argument with the scar-faced man seemed to be in a hurry. He looked at his watch while urging his men to complete the final moving work.
The scar-faced man's Tu-14 was the first to slide out of the parking position. It slowly drove to the open space directly in front of the base. From here, it could slide along the east-west dry valley flat, and then gain lift and take off.
This is a natural airport runway.
With the roar of the engine, just like when it landed, the Tu-14 commercial aircraft dragged out the sky full of loess, and then flew awkwardly into the sky.
Other transport planes also began to taxi to the runway and began to follow the tu-14's footsteps and prepare to take off.
Qin Fei gritted his teeth and said, "They are going to run away!"
"Run away, Qin, we are responsible for sneak reconnaissance, not assault. On the battlefield, every soldier has his own position." Mist comforted Qin Fei: "You can't do it alone.
All the work has been taken care of by yourself. Whether you can do it is one thing. Pushing yourself to death is another thing. If you serve as a soldier for a few more years, you will know that it is really possible to survive in our industry.
difficult."
This is a veteran's advice to new recruits.
Qin Fei's military quality is certainly outstanding, but in terms of battlefield experience and experience, Mist is definitely the eldest brother.
These words are very reasonable. Even if the two of them shoot now, it will not have any effect.
As a result, the command will alert the enemy, and these aircraft will disperse at a faster speed.
And he is about to face hundreds of armed members of Wadi Valley Base and Somali warlord militias, and he also has to estimate that they will call for support.
Everything becomes futile.
Qin Fei and Mist could only watch helplessly as the long fuselage of the Tu-14 circled in the air and then flew towards the Gulf of Aden.
The transport plane following the Tu-14 commercial passenger plane quickly taxied on the sand and soon rose sharply. The fuselage appeared to be tilted, but the pilot looked very experienced and performed a series of operations to quickly restore the plane to a stable state.
After flying about one kilometer, it suddenly turned to the west and quickly disappeared into the sky.
"well……"
Qin Fei sighed.
But at this moment, the voice of Lilith from the headquarters sounded in the earphones.
"Hummingbird, the identity of the scar-faced man has been verified. He is Kawasaki Ryuichi..."
"Too late."
"What?"
"I said it's too late!" Qin Fei said with some disappointment: "Your speed is too late. The tu-14 plane he was on just took off and has now disappeared into the sky, flying towards the Gulf of Aden. However,
I believe that is just a false route. Since he dares to come here, he has thought about how to avoid your warships in the Gulf of Aden."
"I will report this news to the US intelligence department and ask them to cooperate with the navy to monitor this aircraft." Lilith said.
"Well, I hope you have good luck." Qin Fei said: "It would be more effective to see when the commando team will arrive."
"Twenty minutes left."
"Twenty minutes?" Qin Fei smiled bitterly and raised his head. He saw that the third transport plane had begun to take off, and the fourth one also slid out of the parking space and began to taxi towards the runway to take off.
In less than ten minutes, all planes here will be flying cleanly.
The entire evacuation plan was carefully arranged. These pilots were not idiots. They were definitely experienced pilots. The planes were almost one after another, with an interval of less than 200 meters, just like chickens laying eggs one after another.
Once the first plane takes off, the next planes quickly disappear.
"Command, all the planes have started taking off now. When you arrive, there will only be an empty base left here, with nothing and no people."
Qin Fei aimed the monocular at the base.
Sure enough, the people there also started to pack up simple bits and pieces and began to retreat.
Unlike the Black Sun technicians and armed personnel on the plane, these ground staff were all Somalis, and they left together in the vans that came.
Everything is arranged, properly and without any omissions.
Fan Tianlong is indeed a powerful character with a military background. He does everything according to the routine he learned from Pla, with efficiency, speed and no room for error.
When the last plane began to slide towards the runway, Qin Fei suddenly turned around and said to Mister: "Is this plane the one that Kawasaki Ryuichi's men boarded?"
This is a Li-type transport aircraft, made in the Soviet Union.
Because only one of the six transport planes was of this model, and the fuselage was painted dark green, Qin Fei was still deeply impressed by it.
He remembered that Kawasaki Ryuichi's people boarded this plane.
"Yes, that's it." Mist said.
Qin Fei looked at his watch and saw that there were still ten minutes left before the commando airdrop.
He turned his attention to the base again. The place was deserted, and the Somali convoy was slowly driving out of the base, heading out of the dry valley via the land route it came from.
Afterwards, this place will become a place without human habitation.
Seeing the meat in his mouth being lost like this, Qin Fei was definitely not willing to accept it.
He grabbed Mist's sniper rifle.
The current distance from the valley airstrip is about more than 700 meters, and the effective range of mk11 mod0 is about 1,000 meters.
"What are you going to do? Use this gun to shoot down the plane?" Mist felt incredible.
Although the range is still barely satisfactory, after all, the Li-plane was designed according to the standards of bombers and cargo planes at the time, but it was derived into many different models.
Even so, thanks to Maozi's rough but durable manufacturing process, the Soviet aircraft's endurance is still very good, and it is no problem at all to take a few bullets.
"Where is its fuel tank?" Qin Fei asked Mist while looking at the distance measurement, humidity and other values in the observation mirror.
Mist was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's at the rear under its belly."
Qin Fei adjusted the knob on the sight, put the sight on the back of the belly of the plane, then took a deep breath and held his breath gently.
He fired a shot at the fuel tank level of the Li-tank transport plane taxiing on the sandy surface of the Wadi.
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed over the empty valley, and in the distance was a yellow dust tail left by the Somali convoy. No one seemed to care who was shooting.
Of course, the Somalis have already received the money, and now even if something happens to the base, it has nothing to do with them.
These black warlords are not idiots. They all know that the base is doing some shameful things. After receiving the money, of course they will rub their feet and no longer work hard.
Qin Fei fired a second shot.
A 7.6mm caliber sniper warhead flew towards the tail of the transport aircraft. (To be continued)