The helicopter propellers stirred up huge air currents, and everyone was squatting on the ground with their heads held high to prevent sand from getting into their eyes. Even so, they were still blown away.
Two outdated American-made UH-1 "Iroquois" utility helicopters slowly landed on the flat ground.
An officer wearing jungle camouflage, old Soviet-made carrying gear, and a modified AK-47 automatic rifle jumped out of the cabin and trotted all the way to Diego: "Lieutenant Colonel, we have been ordered to come for support!"
"Captain Garcia, have you prepared what I want?" Diego pointed to Qin Fei and the others and said, "These soldiers need equipment!"
"No problem, according to your instructions, I have brought a lot of ammunition and communication equipment." Garcia led everyone to bend over and ran to the helicopter, shouting at the soldiers inside: "Bring the Lieutenant Colonel's things.
"
Two soldiers bent down and pulled out a large wooden box from the rear end of the cabin, which was filled with full magazines, grenades, Soviet-style ammunition belt carrying equipment and other items.
Qin Fei and others dragged the box down, because everyone had snatched AK-47s from the Somalis and Robert's men before, so they were not interested in these guns of the same model.
However, these weapons and equipment really made Qin Fei feel dumbfounded.
In Diego's words, the Tiger Battalion was their Eritrean special forces. He did not expect that the equipment was so backward.
What age is it now? The special forces of a country are still using this kind of old-fashioned gun. Although the AK-47 is sturdy, its expansion performance is really poor. It is okay to be equipped with ordinary infantry, but it is definitely not suitable for special operations needs, especially now.
At night, without expansion accessories, the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
"Diego! Don't you have night vision equipment?" Qin Fei couldn't help but ask.
Diego shook his head: "No."
Qin Fei saw Diego taking a camouflage bag from Garcia, with an AK-74 on it, and additional tactical rails with low-light night vision goggles installed on it.
"What are you doing!?" Qin Fei said dissatisfied.
Diego smiled with white teeth and didn't feel embarrassed at all: "SORRY, this is my personal equipment. The standard equipment of our army is not AK-74, and the caliber is not universal, so you still use AK-
47 is all right.”
Under the indignant eyes of everyone, Diego put on the American tactical vest, carefully inserted the enamel bulletproof plates in the front and back, finally put on the communication earphones, and buckled the Kevlar helmet...
Crosshair couldn't help cursing: "Fake! If you want us to work hard for you, you have to give us better equipment! Don't you have a sniper rifle? I want a sniper rifle! I'm a sniper!"
Diego was stunned for a moment, then leaned into the cabin, "Abdul, are you willing to give your sniper rifle to this friend?"
The team member named Abdul was obviously a sniper in the commando team. He was holding an SVD sniper rifle on his chest. When Diego said this, the guy immediately held the gun tighter and shook his head.
Like a wavemaker, he said loudly: "Lieutenant Colonel, this is my lifeblood and my wife. Have you ever seen someone lend his wife to someone else?!"
Diego turned around and spread his hands indifferently towards the crosshair: "It doesn't seem to work. My team members all cherish their weapons and equipment. They treat their weapons more important than their wives. You know, our religion allows many wives."
, but each person only has one gun."
This reason for breaking through the sky made Qin Fei, Lao Yu and others stunned, and it was also an eye-opener.
Lao Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Damn it! Qin Fei, I actually think what they said makes sense, and I feel like I can't refute it."
The crosshair is still full of resentment: "Damn it! Look at them! Their guns are all equipped with sights, look at what they gave us are light plate guns! Light plates like shit! I feel like we might as well take them from the Somalis
It’s so useful! And these tactical vests made of canvas, FUCK! What era are these products from!? Ah? Also, where are our helmets! Damn it! If you don’t give Kevlar, you can give my brother a steel helmet.
Come on! Otherwise a shrapnel could kill me!"
While cursing, the crosshair opened the back of the strange-looking Soviet-made canvas tactical vest, stared at the Russian text printed on it for a while, and then cursed again: "It was produced in 1974, holy shit! It's older than me.
!What the hell is this equipment from?”
"It's pretty good. The bullet is not made in Africa, but in the Czech Republic. It's not bad!" The old fish took out a 7.62 bullet from the magazine, looked at the serial number on the primer and said, "Eritrea doesn't have much money.
It’s good to give you these, just use them and don’t talk so much nonsense.”
Due to the expansion of the Warsaw Pact in the early years, all Warsaw Pact countries purchased large quantities of weapons or imitated Soviet-made weapons. Later, after the collapse of the former Soviet Union and the dissolution of the Warsaw Pact, many troops abandoned these equipment and switched to homemade or American-made or European-made weapons.
Soviet-made weapons and 7.62MM caliber bullets became stockpiles, but were dumped in places like Africa.
The equipment on these soldiers is the same. The guns are made by the Soviet Union, the helicopters are made by the United States, the grenades are made by the Z country, and the communication equipment is made by France. Anyway, it is a patchwork of everything, belonging to the IWC type, and they are all relatively backward models. This is an African country.
The actual level of military equipment cannot be too high.
Generally speaking, the bullets produced by the Eastern European countries of the former Warsaw Pact are of reliable quality. At least they are not like the home-made bullets produced in small workshops in Africa, which have poor penetration and extremely weird ballistics.
As he said this, he rummaged through the box, and when he turned it to the bottom, the old fish was also startled.
"Fuck! But this is really deadly."
Qin Fei stretched out his head and looked at Lao Yu's hand, only to see that Lao Yu was holding a domestically produced 82-2 all-plastic grenade.
“Domestic products!”
Qin Fei couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy, "It's not bad!"
"I'm afraid you can't count on the military quality of these guys." Old Yu shook his head and said: "Throw all the guns, ammunition and grenades into a box, and they are not afraid of accidentally exploding by pulling out the safety?"
Qin Fei smiled: "Forget it, it would be nice to have shock bombs."
He turned around and said to everyone: "Everyone, hurry up, grab your equipment and set off immediately. Time is running out."
Diego contacted the reinforcements from Fati and Kululi through the communication channel on the radio. After losing a round, he returned to the helicopter, took Qin Fei's arm and asked: "Qin, the Tiger Camp must at least
It takes 40 minutes to arrive, and Fati's troops still have at least an hour. I'm worried that Capote and his accomplices will withdraw before then."
After Qin Fei checked the equipment, he patted Diego on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we'll drive back right now to contain them!"
"Contain them!?" Diego's eyes rounded: "Are you sure you're not joking? There are only about thirty of us. This is almost like sending someone to death!"
He looked back at Qin Fei's team: "You have another wounded person here."
Qin Fei said unceremoniously: "This won't work, that won't work, this will die, that will die, then tell me, what should I do?!"