UH-1 flies at an ultra-low altitude at an altitude of 80 meters above the ground.
These two helicopters were also provided by Victor. Originally, Qin Fei purchased two MI-8 Soviet-made helicopters from Victor. However, since Victor vowed that "I will be responsible for all logistical support" for this operation, then
Qin Fei is also happy to see the success.
After all, carrying out transportation and support tasks across borders is risky.
For a big arms dealer like Victor, two UH-1s can still be loaned to the Eritrean military for use at any time.
Zhao Xin was sitting next to the cabin. By opening the window on the cabin door, he could see the darkness underground, with a few small lights occasionally appearing.
The place where these countries meet has very few residents due to wars and other reasons, and some have fled and become refugees.
In the darkness and silence, only the roar of the propellers could be heard. The tension before the battle was like a big hand, tightly grasping Zhao Xin's heart, making him feel a little breathless.
On the contrary, the other people in the plane seemed very relaxed, as if they had made a collective appointment to go on an outing, not at all to raid a country's border and sneak behind enemy lines to assassinate an armed force leader.
"Brother Qin, if we fly like this, aren't we afraid of encountering the other side's air force?" Zhao Xin gently moved to Qin Fei's side and asked worriedly.
"This is Africa." Qin Fei said with a smile, "It's not that Africa doesn't have air power, but countries like North and South Sudan are so poor due to years of war, even if they have planes, they can't take care of the airspace across the country's borders, let alone
We are flying at an ultra-low altitude and can't be detected by radar at all, so you might as well worry about whether there are some armed forces down there who will fire at us with anti-aircraft guns or the like."
"Anti-aircraft guns?" Lao Yu, who is very familiar with the military situation in Africa, immediately interjected: "Even if there are, let alone we passed before we had time to aim, even if they had time to aim, they would not be willing to use them."
"Why?" Zhao Xin asked curiously.
In his opinion, how could there be a reason for troops not to shoot at an aircraft invading the airspace?
"The war has been going on for too many years, and both parties are too poor. I have been here before, and I was lucky enough to see them fighting once. Within 40 minutes, both sides ran out of ammunition and were forced to stop fighting and retreat to their strongholds.
." Lao Yu said: "If there are enough anti-aircraft weapons and ammunition, do you know what they will choose to do?"
"How to do it?" Zhao Xin asked.
Lao Yu said: "When you see an aircraft, contact your superiors, then send skirmishers to search near the stronghold to see if it has entered your own territory, and then engage in land combat with you instead of air combat when you are not sure.
Just scan it. This is the thinking of these black brothers, recruits. This is Africa. You cannot use the thinking of our motherland to apply their combat ideas. In these war-torn countries, there is not even the concept of a country. There are often dozens of tribes.
You beat me and I beat you. Whoever's team grows bigger will declare himself the boss. No one cares who owns the country. Politicians here only care about their own power and territory."
Zhao Xin had a long mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.
In the past, he had only learned about this land from the Internet and TV shows, but when he actually set foot here, what he saw was incredible absurdity.
"So that's it..."
Zhao Xin nodded silently, sat back in his original position, and said no more.
He tried to close his eyes and sleep for a while to rest his mind, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what. So he had to slowly recall the details of the entire action, and then moved his hands and feet, trying to recall what he had spent at the shooting range today.
The memory of shooting skills and training he had acquired made his condition seem to be restored to that of his military service. He felt that he was in good condition now and it should be easy to kill someone.
Time flew by, and while he was deep in thought, he heard the pilot turn around and say loudly in English to the cabin that someone shouted: "Get ready to rappel, there are still 10 minutes left!"
Everyone rechecked the equipment. The chief engineer on the plane arranged the ropes used for rappelling, coiled them into a circle, and placed them next to the cabin door.
"Zhao Xin, are you ready?" Qin Fei squatted on the ground and looked at the newcomer of the X mercenary group, and asked loudly.
Zhao Xin checked the ammunition and nodded to Qin Fei.
Qin Fei reached out and groped around Zhao Xin's body, checking whether all the buckles and straps were fastened, and checking to see if any weapons were missing. After making sure there were no problems, the plane began to hover.
Qin Fei shouted to the others: "OK! GO! GO! GO!"
Lao Yu took the lead, followed by Eric, and the group slid down the rope from a height of more than ten meters to the ground like laying eggs.
The landing site is a large piece of flat land covered with grass.
Sudan has a tropical grassland climate, with most of its central part being plains, and the west, south, and north being hills and mountains, but they are not very steep mountains, and the altitude is not too high.
Lao Yu and others landed and quickly established a defense line. Qin Fei pointed at the rope and said to Zhao Xin: "Get down!"
When Zhao Xin was in the reconnaissance camp, he would also cooperate with the Army Aviation Unit in conducting airborne or rappel descents behind enemy lines during exercises. He was not unfamiliar with this landing mode.
Grasping the rope tightly, Zhao Xin slid to the ground like a lead weight. Through his downhill gloves, he could still feel the burning sensation caused by the intense friction.
Rappelling in the dark is much more difficult than during the day, because rappelling in the dark reduces one's sense of distance from the ground, making it difficult to control the speed when landing.
Especially in such hilly areas, even if you find a gentler landing site, no one knows whether there are pits or nests under the grass, and you may sprain your foot if you are not careful.
Fortunately, Zhao Xin saw a beam of laser light on the ground through night vision goggles.
Although he couldn't see clearly who it was, he understood that it was a certain team member who might have guessed that he might need to be taken care of as a newcomer, so he deliberately turned on the laser light on the sight.
The moment his feet hit the ground, Zhao Xin's heart finally fell to the ground.
But then, according to the rules of rappelling, he must leave the rope immediately to avoid delaying Qin Fei's rappelling behind him.
But as soon as he took two steps, he was staggered by something on the ground.
A thug reached out from the side and helped Zhao Xin.
A deep voice sounded in my ears: "Boy, be careful, there may be traps set by hunters or landmines set by rebels here."
It’s an old fish!
Zhao Xin's face felt slightly hot. It seemed that he still lacked experience. The grass here was too deep and he was too anxious. He might have tripped on a branch or grass root.
Qin Fei landed quickly, and then told via radio that he would leave for Murkuk on Monday, where he would refuel and wait for orders.
"Old Yu, we have to split up here." Qin Fei pointed to the east: "You go this way, and we go south to Doro."
"Okay, be careful. I'm waiting for your news in Wojia. If you take action, I'll do it right away." Lao Yu and Qin Fei bumped their fists, waved their hands, and disappeared into the darkness with the rest of the X mercenary group.
The two UH-1 helicopters in the sky also rumbled and disappeared into the dark sky.
The whole world is as peaceful as death.
"Okay." Qin Fei took out his PAD, covered his head with a raincoat, hid in it to find the right direction, then put away everything and pointed to the road: "Let's go."