In the open space outside the hospital, Vincent kept circling in circles. The gunfire outside the town of Bo was getting more and more intense. It was obvious that the government troops and the rebels of the Revolutionary Alliance Front had exchanged fire.
The biggest trouble now is that the strength of the government troops is really not that good. If the terrain of Bo City was not conducive to defense, these government soldiers would have been defeated and surrendered long ago.
Every minute that passes, everyone gets closer to danger.
"Boss!" One of Vincent's men had been looking up at the sky with a viewing glass. This guy suddenly pointed to the northern sky with joy and shouted: "Helicopters are coming!"
Vincent took the observation glass from his hand and looked towards the sky in the north direction.
Sure enough, a Mi-17 appeared in the sky, had already flown outside Bo City, and was flying towards the city.
"Quick! Throw out the flare and guide the plane to land." Vincent put down the observation scope and ordered to his subordinates.
A mercenary took out two handheld flame flares from his tactical bag, unscrewed the cover, and pulled off the buckle. A dazzling red flame erupted from the top of the long flare, and thick smoke billowed.
Throwing one in the open space, the mercenary pulled another one and threw it nearby.
"Everything is ready. Once the plane lands, we will get on it immediately and get out of this hellish place!" Vincent turned around and ordered his men, "You guys, protect Mr. Julit and make sure that not a hair of his head is missing!"
The helicopter in the sky seemed to see the red flare on the ground, which was the agreed signal. It began to adjust its direction and flew towards the hospital.
Suddenly, a fire broke out somewhere outside the city, and a small red fireball slowly rose into the sky and rushed towards the helicopter like a snake under the night.
"What is that!?" Someone discovered the red fire first and then shouted.
"Damn it!" Vincent was well-informed and immediately recognized what the thing was, "That's an anti-air missile!"
At this time, the helicopter obviously found that it was locked, and also saw the fire rising on the ground. It began to maneuver in the air in a panic, making sharp turns and U-turns, and continued to rise, hoping to avoid the fire that had been shot into the air.
Surface to air missiles.
It's a pity that the maneuverability of an old-fashioned helicopter like the Mi-17 is really not very good, and the ones exported to Africa are all simple versions leftover from Da Maozi. In addition to being big enough, they have no hanging weapons and no infrared equipment.
Jammer bombs are almost the same as ordinary civilian transport helicopters.
This big old-fashioned helicopter is like a fat goose in front of surface-to-air missiles, a real big target.
The Mi-17 struggled for a while and finally exploded in the night sky, turning into a huge fireball that lit up the sky. Countless fragments exploded with red flames and fell down, just like fireworks shooting into the sky on National Day.
"FUCK——" Vincent was going crazy. He roared in despair and turned to ask his men: "What's going on!? Why do the rebels have advanced anti-aircraft missiles!? Where did they get these weapons?
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Before coming here, Vincent had done intelligence research. To be honest, Sierra Leone had been fighting a civil war for many years and was extremely poor. Even the rebels were having a hard time, using old-fashioned machine guns and automatics.
Rifles, some anti-aircraft machine guns, mortars, RPG-7 and the like are already heavy firearms.
Faced with these broken weapons, helicopters can still avoid them as long as they are a little more careful, raise their altitude, and circle farther away.
That's why Vincent dared to ask the trainee he had trained, the lieutenant colonel in the African Union peacekeeping force, to send him a helicopter.
I didn’t expect the rebels to have serious anti-aircraft missiles!
This really shocked him!
"Give me the satellite phone! Damn it, what the hell is going on!?" Vincent suddenly took the satellite phone from his subordinate's hand and started calling the AU lieutenant colonel.
"Tapiva! How come the rebels have anti-aircraft missiles!?" he asked, almost jumping on his feet.
Lieutenant Colonel Tapiwa also has a headache now. You must know that a Mi-17 is not an advanced equipment in developed countries, but in Africa, it is a precious piece of equipment. It is better now that one of them was directly bombed. First of all, let alone feeling distressed.
, my responsibilities have also increased.
"Oh my God! I'm also trying to find out what's going on! There's no reason for the rebels' weapons to be so advanced!" He exclaimed. He just heard the pilot's last scream from the communication channel, and his heartbeat has not calmed down to this day. "I
People have been sent to investigate how they obtained those anti-aircraft missiles."
"I have collected intelligence before. It is impossible for the rebels here to have such a high-performance anti-aircraft weapon. The helicopter has already raised its ceiling just now, and it deliberately flew into Bo from the northwest, bypassing the place with the strongest firepower.
According to the launch distance of the missile, it is at least seven or eight kilometers. Ordinary shoulder-fired missiles do not have such parameters at all!" Vincent said: "Even the stinger can't hit that far! What the hell! Who is it?
Are you supporting the rebels behind your back?"
"Impossible! Many countries are paying attention to this matter now, and no one is willing to support Kesan..."
At this point, the lieutenant colonel suddenly stopped.
"Vincent, wait! I have new information here..."
Vincent licked his dry lips and walked back and forth with his hands on his hips, waiting for Lieutenant Colonel Tapiva's latest information.
"Damn it!" A moment later, the lieutenant colonel's angry curse came from the satellite phone. "I know where those anti-aircraft missiles came from. They are from the Indian peacekeeping force! Damn it!"
"Indian? What's going on?" Vincent was also confused.
"After the war started yesterday, because India happened to have a peacekeeping force of 220 people in Guinea, we asked them to march into Sierra Leone with us. They were ordered to go to the Callaghan area to maintain order. The latest news shows that three hours ago,
They were surrounded and hid in Callahan City. The weapons they brought were too late to take away and were captured by the rebels, including three SA-3 anti-aircraft missile vehicles!"
"SHIT! Why did those idiot Indians bring SA-3 to Sierra Leone!? Do they think the rebels have planes for them to shoot? Do they think they are here for a weapons exhibition!? Damn a bunch of stupid pigs!" Vincent jumped
He kicked his feet and cursed.
"Vincent, I can't send you any more helicopters. The risk is too great now. They have SA-3. I can't let my men die anymore. I'm sorry. You have to find your own way back to Liberty City.
." Lieutenant Colonel Tapiwa said.
Vincent felt a headache and pinched his eyebrows hard. He knew that the lieutenant colonel was right. Under the surveillance of SA-3, letting the helicopter fly into Bo City to take them away was simply a fantasy.
The call was hung up, and Vincent, with a livid face, walked around in circles several times, and finally kicked the wheels of the infantry fighting vehicle next to him, "Everyone, it seems we have to rely on ourselves, there will be no more planes.