Everyone boarded the plane as quickly as possible. Ye Han pulled the joystick and the helicopter took off.
This time the plane didn't stop at all, and flew away from the airport as fast as possible, flying due east under the golden sunset.
Shortly after the helicopter left, a cannonball from a space battleship hit the tower, and the tall tower collapsed in a violent explosion.
According to official U.S. military records, 16 U.S. soldiers who voluntarily terminated their lives were buried in the ruins under the tower. The oldest was 38 years old and the youngest was only 17 years old.
After the helicopter left the airport, Ye Han immediately contacted the base: "Zhang Ruo, I need assistance, it's best to let the Americans call me directly!"
"Understood, I'll do it right away!"
Ye Han took a deep breath and waited patiently and silently.
Liu Bin felt that there was something wrong in Ye Han's words, and couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Captain, what's wrong?"
Ye Han whispered: "There are too many people and the plane is overweight!"
Liu Bin looked back in surprise. Although the cabin was packed, didn't the plane fly normally?
Ye Han knew what Liu Bin was thinking and continued: "The more this kind of aircraft is loaded with, the shorter the range. It can fly 900 kilometers with ten tons, and it can fly 90 kilometers with 16 tons. How far can we fly?
I can’t explain clearly, we must find a safe landing site as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late if we run out of fuel.”
Only then did Liu Bin understand what Ye Han was worried about, and said anxiously: "Captain, why don't you throw down the armor!" The total number of his people was less than thirty, but including the power armor, the total weight definitely accounted for more than half of the load.
Well, if the power armor is removed, the aircraft's load capacity will be reduced to at least eight tons.
Ye Han shook his head without hesitation: "Don't move unless absolutely necessary."
Weapons are the second life of a soldier. If abandoning the armor can allow the plane to fly directly to Djibouti, Ye Han wouldn't mind giving it a try, but the current situation is that abandoning the power armor can only increase the range. Under this premise
Next, it doesn't make much difference whether the flight range is 500 kilometers or 700 kilometers. Where to land after running out of fuel and what kind of dangers you may encounter are the key issues.
Retaining armor means retaining weapons and equipment. Under the current situation, retaining the armament of the troops is far more important than an extra three to five hundred miles of voyage.
Liu Bin fulfilled his obligation to remind and stopped persuading. He sat on the ground with his back to the cockpit and stared at the cabin full of people.
It was obviously overcrowded, but the Chinese soldiers and the American soldiers were actually divided into two distinct groups. No matter how you looked at it, the two groups looked so out of place.
While Liu Bin was thinking wildly, Ye Han received a communication from the Space Fleet. A voice said in blunt Chinese: "I am Colonel Commander Ethan of the United Fleet. Please state your identity."
If the U.S. military base in Djibouti had not made a clear request to the fleet, Ethan would never have taken the initiative to contact this plane, even if it was the only plane that successfully escaped.
Ye Han smiled slightly: "I am Ye, commander of Beiyuezhou Fleet."
"Mr. Ye, what are your requests?" Ethan seemed calm and deliberately did not mention Ye Han's military rank.
Ye Han didn't care and said bluntly: "Ethan, there are more than seventy people on the plane now, more than half of them are American officers and soldiers. This plane does not have enough range. I need a safe landing site and necessary support."
"How far can it fly?"
"I don't know, I'm not familiar with this kind of aircraft."
"How much fuel is left?"
"Eighty percent, the aircraft carries twelve and a half tons."
There was a moment of silence on the radio: "The remaining fuel can probably fly 500 to 600 kilometers. You must immediately turn north, throw away everything that can be thrown on the plane, and reduce the load as much as possible."
"To the north? Where to fly?" Ye Han asked in surprise.
Ethan's voice was low: "I need you to fly over Central Africa and South Sudan, all the way to the semi-desert area in Sudan. The natural conditions there are harsh and there are far fewer giant ants than in the rainforest area. However, your fuel is insufficient and the load is too high.
, if you don't find a way to reduce the load, you will probably land on the grassland near the border."
"Can't you refuel in the air?"
"Sorry, Djibouti doesn't have a gas tanker. Do you have one?"
"No."
"Then we can only go north."
"I understand." Ye Han said.
During this time, he had been studying the map of Africa a lot, memorizing the locations of each country in his mind, and he understood the current situation after hearing what Ethan said.
The straight-line distance from Morobe to southern Sudan is about 600 to 700 kilometers. It is a dry African grassland. Although there are some tree pastures, it is all yellow in satellite images.
If it continues eastward, after the plane runs out of fuel, it will most likely land on the grasslands of northern Uganda. The density of vegetation here is much higher than that of southern Sudan. At least it is still green on satellite images.
It only takes a simple comparison to know which end has fewer giant ants.
Ye Han twisted the control stick, and the plane heading due east immediately changed its direction: "Liu Bin!"
"arrive!"
"Throw out everything you can from the back cabin. The armor... only one combat group is left in the armor, and the other groups only keep sidearms!" Ye Han said.
One set of power armor weighs about 150 kilograms, and twenty sets are three tons. It can reduce the load of the aircraft to less than ten tons and increase the range by at least 200 kilometers.
"Yes!" Liu Bin passed on the order without hesitation. The soldiers of the two armies immediately took action and threw down all the things they could throw. After that, except for one combat group that remained the same, the other three groups reluctantly
He took off his power armor and threw it out of the plane.
The weight of the helicopter was greatly reduced. I don't know if it was an illusion. Ye Han felt that the control stick was much lighter: "Ethan, are you still there?"
"I am here!"
"We need a safe landing site, and it's best to airdrop a batch of fuel in advance."
Ethan refused bluntly: "Sorry, we are not prepared for this. There is no aircraft fuel on the battleship... Do you have it on your battleship?"
"Give me a safe coordinate first."
Ethan immediately sent Ye Han a few coordinate points: "These locations are all available, you can choose freely."
"That's it, east longitude xxx, north latitude xxx, please make arrangements to clean up the bugs near the landing site in advance."
"no problem."
Ye Han turned around and shouted: "Liu Bin, call someone who can fly a plane to come over and replace me!"
Without saying anything, Liu Bin called out a man in a flight suit from the group of Americans and explained Ye Han's meaning in broken English and with gestures.
Unexpectedly, this guy shook his head after hearing this and said that he flew transport aircraft and had never flown a helicopter before.
Liu Bin was immediately dumbfounded. Wasn't there no transport plane at the airport? Where did a driver appear from?
