390 was blown up by his own weapon

"Boom!"

The fighter plane, which was filled with fuel and carried weapons, exploded in the air in the heat and became a dazzling fireball.

The aperture was still expanding rapidly, and the helicopter, which was only more than 100 meters above the ground, shook for a while.

The roar of the engine began to become intermittent, and the propellers on it did not rotate as vigorously as before.

The helicopter had already started to pull up a few seconds earlier, but before that, it was landing at a rapid pace, which was already a very severe test for the engine.

At this moment, the engine overhead kept making loud noises, which made people even more desperate.

"Whew! Crash landing!" Xie Kai was completely frightened.

He didn't expect that his luck would be so against the sky, the helicopter he was riding in had just arrived at the airport and was about to land, and he happened to encounter the ground red flag missile sold to the Persians, even if he didn't make a dead cloud burst bomb on the ground red flag, the 500-kilogram conventional warhead could not threaten the helicopter at an altitude of 100 meters at all, and the shrapnel could not fly so high.

Instead of killing the enemy by fragments, the cloud burst bomb instantly releases the incendiary agent with excellent combustion performance inside, instantly draining the oxygen in the surrounding air and generating a violent high temperature to burn everything around, and at the same time, it will form a huge vacuum in a short time......

It has been a short time since the Mi-8 helicopter was sold to Iraq, but because of this, it is poorly maintained.

Although the Soviets provided a large team of consultants, when Xie Kai got on the plane, he found that the helicopter was not very well maintained.

At an altitude of hundreds of meters, the probability of survival is very small.

The propeller was still spinning slowly, and the rotation process, pausing from time to time, caused the huge Mi-8 to shake violently, and then fell violently......

"It's over, I actually died under the missile I made!" Xie Kai was the only one who had this thought at this moment.

Ibrahim has already begun to pray.

The technicians who had come with Xie Jianguo to negotiate with the Soviets panicked, but they still clung to the handrails.

Xie Jianguo kept slapping himself, and he now regretted why he didn't ask his son to stay in Rutbai, or just let Yun Shi fly to Basra yesterday. If that were the case, they wouldn't all die here.

"Turn off the engine and restart!" the captain said loudly.

Russian!

It's actually Russian.

Not only Xie Kai, but also Xie Jianguo, all heard it clearly.

The engine stopped working, and the propeller did not stop working all at once. The huge fuselage began to fall rapidly......

"Restart, quick!" the captain roared with some anxiety.

The crew was still trying to control the helicopter.

Even after restarting, the engine erupted again with a loud bang. The propeller doesn't spin anymore......

The surge became more and more serious, the huge fuselage of the helicopter was getting closer and closer to the ground, and the shaking was getting worse and worse, and the captain asked the engine to be turned off again.

Fifty meters from the ground!

Xie Kai became calm at this moment, and he was even curious, didn't he say that before people die, they would recall everything they had experienced in their lives? Why can't he remember anything?

His only idea is to grab some benefits from the base, and what to do if he cares about his own interests.

In the end, in the end, isn't it also a waste?

He was finally reborn once, but he died and ran to the front line of the Iran-Iraq battlefield, but he was killed by a missile and a cloudburst bomb that he made......

If God gave him another chance, Xie Kai felt that he would no longer care about his personal interests as before.

No matter how much you earn, you can't spend it, and it's in vain.

I don't know if Xie Kai's prayer satisfied God, or if the crew's efforts were rewarded, the helicopter's vibrating fuselage, when it was still more than 20 meters away from the ground, began to become stable, and the propeller, which had stopped rotating, actually began to rotate slowly again.

A helicopter that crashes quickly, because the engine is reworking, the air that rushes from the surroundings rushes into the engine through the compressor, and the propellers begin to be driven by the engine.

However, it was too late.

"Forced landing......" Xie Kai only heard such a sentence, and then he felt that the helicopter shook violently, and soon hit the ground hard, and the fuselage shook even more, and no one in it could stand firm...... He hit his head on the wall of the cabin and fell unconscious.

"Woo~"

The terrible air defense sirens are still sounding, the entire air base is extremely large, and around the helicopter that fell in the sky is an anti-aircraft artillery position.

"Enemy planes are coming! Anti-aircraft fire preparation ......"

As soon as the first wave of missile strikes ended, and before the losses were counted, more than a dozen fighters of various signals appeared over the base.

The aviation command in the center of the base didn't know what the situation was, and there was no movement at all.

The density of anti-aircraft fire on the ground is much less than before.

The Iraqi air defense team, having lost its command, was somewhat confused.

On the Shatt al-Arab, on the Iraqi positions, most of the people slept at this time, except for a small number of sentries on duty to monitor the opposite bank.

It has been more than five years and almost six years since the outbreak of the 80-year war.

Most of the time, both sides fired empty guns across the river, and both sides formed a common practice.

Especially today, the Iraqis do not think that the other side will attack on a large scale, and they are not seen preparing for the attack during the day, and in addition to the rainy season, the sky has been falling with light rain and the ground is muddy.

The sentinels who were holding their positions and staring at the situation on the other side were bored.

There is an order from above to keep an eye on the situation on the other side 24 hours a day.

On the Iraqi positions, the sentinels were napping, no one was smoking, no one was chatting nonsense, and no one complained.

Everyone knows that if you desert, you may be caught by General Qasim's law enforcement team, and you will not die and shed your skin.

On the Persian position on the other side of the river, on the muddy ground at the front of the position, a large number of young men, many even children, had crawled up.

These young soldiers waited, waiting for the artillery roar of the positions behind, and then they would force their way across the river in front of them, occupy the positions they had been observing across the river for years, and then march north to capture Saddam Hussein alive......

"Three rapid fires, ready, release!" Finally, the pointer was up to time, and the air defense sirens of the Arabs sounded on the other side of the river.

The artillery commanders, who had already raised the red flag, waved the small red flag in their hands fiercely.

The artilleryman, who had been waiting, suddenly pulled the firing rope in his hand.

"Boom~"

A violent roar rang out, and thousands of artillery pieces stretching across the southern front began to roar at the same time.

The shells flew sharply towards the positions on the opposite bank, falling and splashing the sky with dirt.

The earth began to tremble.

......At the first moment when the cannon sounded, the Persian army lying in ambush by the river, regardless of the cold and the depth of the water, jumped down the Shatt al-Arab ......

The movement of the Persians, at first, did not make Qasim's command too nervous.

The opponent is running out of ammunition and has not received much replenishment, so there is no need to worry at all.

But when he learned about the situation, he realized that this was not the case at all.

"Damn the Persians, what are they trying to do? Are they going to attack on all fronts?" Qasim was waiting for the intelligence staff to report back to him on the entire front.

"General, in the current situation, it is very likely. Our airbases are not contactable, and the front-line positions are facing their shelling. On the Faw Peninsula, the Persians, under the cover of artillery fire, had already begun to cross the river, and their boat-bridge troops were assuming pontoon bridges...... "The intelligence staff reported the situation.

Qasim was stunned, "Are they going to occupy the Fao Peninsula?"

At this point, Qasim could not believe that if the Persians broke through to the Faw Peninsula, they would face pressure from all of Basra.

"Now I don't know if they're feinting. ”

"What are the Persians doing around Khorramshahr?" Qasim quickly considered what the Persians' strategic intentions were.

There are ports, oil fields on the Faw Peninsula, but so far there is little strategic value.

These ports and oil fields, too close to the Persian positions, were constantly under shelling and bombardment, and had long since ceased to function.

"Also shelling. ”

"Order the troops, prepare to counterattack! All the exposed artillery positions will be killed by me!" Qasim really couldn't figure it out, but since the other party had made a move, he couldn't help but return it.

The ammunition of the Persians was not sufficient, and it was simply impossible to provide a long and sustained shelling.

Very often, the actions of the Persians were not strategic at all.

Perhaps, but it's hard for people to figure out.

"Whether or not to mobilize armored forces to support the Faoui Peninsula, once their feint is successful, it is likely to turn into a frontal attack. The combat staff officer said with a serious face.

Qasim was silent for a moment, "In the current rainy season, the ground is muddy, and the armored forces are inaccessible, and once we mobilize the armored forces from the north, the defense holes will be exposed......"

As a commander, Qasim was also in a difficult situation.

"The Faw Peninsula is a national militia division, the Tikrit ace, which has taken away a large number of elites some time ago, once it is ......," the staff officer reminded the commander.

That force can't have an accident, and if something happens, then ......

"Mobilize second-line garrison armored forces and prepare for reinforcements on the Franco-Austrian peninsula. Qasim gritted his teeth and made arrangements, "I hope the Persians, as they have done before, will soon retreat." Order the front-line troops, stop them from logging in!"

"Quick, get out of the plane!" When Xie Kai came to his senses, the explosions around him were still there, and for a while he couldn't wake up at all, not knowing what the situation he was facing.

"Dad......" With the faint light of the fire, Xie Kai looked at not far from him, Xie Jianguo was lying in the cabin, and pounced, Dad must not have anything to do, otherwise he will not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Hurry up and get out, it's about to explode!" said an eager Arabic outside.