Chapter 1297: Dollars Are Paper
The news of the outbreak of unconventional naval battles and "ship-to-air" battles in the Caribbean Sea was immediately known to only one group of people in Colombia, and they were not Colombians, but a group of foreign tourists.
The man who led the team from Europe, whose real name is Pavel Koshvoy, a former KGB major general, has been using satellite phones, a means of communication that can avoid Colombia, to maintain effective contact with his boss.
After his previous mission to Europe, he took his family on a tour of the United States, and this time he urgently led a team to Colombia to cooperate with the salvage operation at sea.
Before coming, the boss said something on the phone with him, which touched Comrade General a little: "Huaxia has always had two different views on people, human nature is inherently good and human nature is inherently evil, and I generally consider the latter perspective when dealing with opponents.
When you arrive in Colombia, you prepare for the worst, the cost is not a problem, rest assured and bold to use, compared to the safety of our own people and the cargo on board, the dollar is a pile of paper. ”
The boss is not short of arms, and there is no shortage of American knives!
Danger zone, then you have to think of everyone else as enemies, and plan for the worst, this Pavel fully agreed, and he used to do it before.
The whole world runs, South Africa goes to Europe to be a savior after the blasting, and now it is the duty of the Red Devils to kill in South America, where they have a high salary and high benefits, and it is the responsibility of the Red Devils to solve problems for their bosses.
There's nothing to complain about, at least it's much easier to deal with Colombians than it was to deal with the NATO guys before, and for Pavel and the others, this trip to South America is not much worse than a vacation.
The simple task is to add friction to the minds of Colombians when necessary, to create some effective chaos, which can be easily done.
As soon as a group of Red Devils and their co-operatives arrived in Colombia, the former CIA operatives who knew that they had gotten the equipment they needed at a high price, and that Pavel was busy in the courtyard of a small house north of Bogotá, near the Air Force base of Captain Hermán-Orano, the most important part of the Colombian Air Force.
The car is ready to evacuate at any time; The two mortars in the courtyard have also been placed on the dug pedestals, calibrated for shelling, and can be fired as soon as the plastic sheet covering the head is removed if necessary.
The courtyard is beautiful, with a high wall that blocks the view from outside, and the actual owner of the original is a small front under the command of the "Colombian Revolutionary Forces", which is used to monitor the most important air base of the Colombian government army.
Not far from the base is stationed the 112th Combat Squadron of the Colombian Air Force, which was formed only four years ago, and all 24 of the latest "Cub" fighters of the entire Colombian Air Force are deployed there, and there is also a squadron of A-37 jet attack aircraft stationed in the base.
Dragged out the last box of shells from the room, which had been fitted with a fuse and a cartridge, Alexander sat down on a shell box, took a soursop from the side of the house that he had bought two days ago, peeled off the peel and ate it.
"I said, Comrade General, those drug sellers have such a good place, why don't they shoot themselves at the airport?
Watching the news a few months ago, their lair was bombed by fighters here, and the losses were not small. ”
As soon as Pavel heard this, he also peeled a custard apple for himself, and said while eating: "Just how much damage can be lost by throwing a few 250-pound bombs into the wooden house, and besides, they and the government army were still negotiating before, those planes were just deployed at the beginning of this year, and according to their efficiency, even if they want to retaliate, they will not be ready for a while."
Besides, Alexander, here is 3,500 meters in a straight line from those bunkers and aprons, and not everyone is a good gunner.
Even the M29 with the scope can go wrong, and you can't guess it's accurate. ”
Alexander raised his hand and gestured as if he hadn't said it before: he really didn't know about the fact that those fighters had been here for a short time, otherwise he wouldn't have asked.
Pavel's meaning is simple: once this place is exposed, it will be difficult for the FARDC to find such a good observation point, and they are reluctant to expose it at will.
Alexander can use mortars, and almost all mortars in the world are used, but he is not the sharpshooter from China, and he can carry out effective artillery shelling with a single barrel.
The Red Devil is an all-rounder, and he is an all-rounder with his own strengths, and if everyone is extremely strong in anything, then he is not a person, he is a monster among supermen!
The "Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia" (FARC) is a veteran guerrilla force in South America, which has been fighting for more than 20 years.
It was established in 1966 and is currently the oldest and largest guerrilla organization in Colombia, with a platform of dividing land and seizing power.
Initially operating mainly in the mountainous forests of the eastern Andean region of Colombia, it has now grown to include the banana business, agriculture and the oil industry.
Unfortunately, this organization is relatively fragmented, and more than a decade ago it has grown to the Amazon region, where coca cultivation and cocaine production and trafficking are carried out in southeastern Colombia, and although it has often dealt heavy blows to government forces, it has separated from the Communist Party of Colombia for drug trafficking and has become an independent political institution.
In recent years, this "guerrilla" has been in the business of making money, whether or not it violates the moral standards of the world, and has also carried out activities by means of kidnapping, murder, bombing, and robbery against important branches of state power, important modern agricultural centers, and other economic fields, and has been classified as a terrorist organization by the Western world.
It's very profitable to do bad things, and it's not a big problem to earn $500 million a year, but you also need money to play a travelogue.
This trip to Pavel's subordinates, through intermediaries, easily got mortars and guns from the partisans, who made the country like a vegetable market can buy anything, many of them are still old relations.
Besides, Pavel and the others also have bargaining chips that the other party can't refuse: not money, in the name of Russian arms dealers, they promised to provide the other side with a few anti-aircraft missiles as a killer weapon in the future.
There is just a prerequisite: no attack on civil aircraft, otherwise there will be absolutely no next business!
There's not much to hide, and since there's a snake on the ground, let them come forward and find a place close enough to the air base.
As soon as the other party heard that it was possible to smash the shells inside, they immediately gave them a good place for free, and even if they didn't smash the shells this time, they didn't lose anything.
Surface-to-air missiles are good, in the past, if you wanted to get the Sam 7 and Stinger, you really couldn't buy it at a large price, but now someone can provide it at a relatively reasonable price, and the requirements for spending money to buy a few mortars, shells and some guns are of course satisfied.
The Soviet Union is gone, and the number of arms there is so large that it can be obtained by those who can, and the drug dealers and guerrillas in Colombia are beyond the reach of the whip, and this time the Russian arms traffickers took the initiative to contact them, which is pie in the sky.
Everything is like a child's game, Colombia is a country where drug dealers can kill the attorney general, and the justices are not happy because they have newly caught the younger brother of a big drug dealer, but resign one after another.
It's a weird and chaotic place than Mexico where drug dealers are mobbing the police, and it's normal for anything strange to happen.
A man at least 1.85 meters tall, with a dark appearance and a cigarette in his mouth, walked out of the farmhouse, saw the two people sitting on the shell box, and asked, "Captain, is there any news?"
Pavel turned his head and said, "Not yet, wait for the signal." ”
This person was not in a hurry when he heard this, so he also pulled a shell box for himself and sat down, pinched the cigarette butt, and also began to break the custard and eat it.
Pavel was not referring to a signal from the United States or the Searcher, but to an observation post closer to the runway and hangar than the farmhouse.
Since the sea is all on fire, there is no need to be polite when there is movement here, and it is impossible to greet it too much, and one of the keys to this attack is this big black man.
This South American, who looks like a half-breed, or an overly tough Indian, will be believed.
In fact, his name is Qin Jiandong, a native of China, but he looks too dark, his face is full of meat, his hair is naturally curly, and he has a slight personality.
is the only one in ten thousand strong, a body of tendon meat, plus this head, there are really not many South Americans with his size.
This guy can practice shot put and discus throw when he reads, but his athletic talent is really limited, and there is no big problem in being the boss among the students, but he thinks that he will not be able to eat the bowl of rice of professional athletes in the future, and after graduating from high school, he joined the army and became a glorious artilleryman.
It's not about going to the heavy artillery unit as a porter, playing with mortars, and by the way, you can use yourself as a humanoid mule. I didn't think that being an athlete is a limited talent, but playing with artillery is a genius, and he can play mortars to the fullest.
Later, he retired as a "security guard", and after arriving in the United States, he still played mortars, and the mortars that the company could get were all handy.
Everyone is waiting for this, and they can't wait.
Colombians are not very rich, they are still in the jungle, and they are used to jungle warfare on both sides, but they still learn from the international trend to build a basic bunker for their most elite "Baby Lion" fighters.
These forts are not as strong as those made by Iraqis, and they are inferior knockoffs in comparison, but they are not ordinary mortars that can deal with them.
If you were to destroy the bunkers with artillery, it would take at least 6 inches of artillery to do it, and even if the guerrillas and drug dealers were armed with this level of heavy artillery, there would be no way to transport such a big guy into the government-controlled area.
Large-caliber heavy artillery was of little use to the guerrillas, and heavy tractors were required for transportation, which was a burden in Colombia, where the roads were poor and almost all jungle environments were a burden.
Not to mention heavy artillery, even large-caliber mortars they basically don't use, this trip to Pavel and others is an American-made M29 81mm mortar, quite generous, here I asked for two at once, plus 80 shells.
The guerrillas were so refreshed not only because of the large number of anti-aircraft missiles, but also because they used these relatively light medium-angle mortars very rarely: in the jungle, the places shelled by mortars were prone to trigger aerial bombardments and increase the lethality of personnel.
But in the same way, the user's requirements for the terrain are also high, these American shells do not have a "muzzle distance safety valve", not to mention hitting a tree trunk when firing, or even hitting a thin branch, dense leaf shells will explode, which is too demanding to use.
The number of shells was the result of Qin Jiandong's discussion with Pavel and others, and the guerrillas could provide more, because Qin Jiandong could not use two guns alone, and he needed to know whether Pavel and others could operate mortars proficiently, and how long they could ensure safety.
Shelling the airport, then you have to hit the opponent to the flesh, and you have to fight and run!
The shells are equipped with large charge additional packs, which can throw M36A1 grenades weighing 4 kg per round up to nearly four kilometers.
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Waiting, waiting, waiting for the ammunition trucks at the airfield to appear, the observation post thought that they were supposed to reload the fighters inside the aircraft fortress.
A call came from the encrypted communicator: "The target is out, two, just load and refuel outside the bunker." ”
As I have just contacted, ammunition trucks and refueling trucks can not only serve two aircraft, but should be equipped with four to six "young lions", depending on the situation.
Why is there such a situation of refueling and reloading outside the fort?
Who knows, it's possible that the loader model doesn't match, or maybe the Colombians think it's faster.
Either way, it was a longer window of attack than the time between the planes leaving the bunker and the runway for the artillery to be shelled.
No more nonsense, Pavel said hello, three more came out of the farmhouse, and six people began to get busy: two handed over shells, and Qin Jiandong and Alexander each became the number one gunner.
The shell was put into the muzzle, and as soon as it was released, the shell slid into the running tube, and the gunner bowed his head.
Then there was a "bang", and the cannonball flew out with the muzzle flame, and at this time, Qin Jiandong and the two had already received the second cannonball handed by the No. 2 gunner.
Stuffed into the muzzle of the cannon again...
Over and over again, it is extremely difficult to accurately hit the point target at a distance of 3,500 meters, but it is not impossible; The distance was too far, and Qin Jiandong couldn't play the trick of multiple shells hitting the target at the same time.
The first targets he wants to take out are those planes, not people, and he will rivet enough to reach the maximum rate of fire in one minute, and the rest will be purely up to luck.
The men at the observation post had already noticed the faint muzzle smoke coming from the yard of the farmhouse, which was not visible to the people on the other side of the airport, and the sound of the artillery was probably heard very little before they were shelled.
Because there is an A37 on the tarmac 100 meters away, the noise is so loud that even a howitzer battalion firing from 3 kilometers away may not be heard!
The shells flew to the highest point and began to fall, getting faster and faster, and the first two shells were fired on the concrete tarmac without the knowledge of the ground staff and pilots in front of the fort!
At the same time, it exploded suddenly, these were two anti-personnel grenades, and the dense killing radius of personnel reached 22 meters, and the impact points of the two shells converged less than 20 meters, just sandwiching a "lion cub" in the middle!
More than a dozen ground crews and ordnance divisions were blown down in an instant, and the fuselage skin of the fighter plane sandwiched in the middle also instantly became a sieve!