The conference room was as silent as death, General Gordon slowly pulled the trigger, and with a "snap", the hammer fell, but no bullets were fired, he smiled bitterly, in the end, he was old, not like the pistol that he was loaded with bullets at any time like when he was young, slowly pulled the sleeve on the bullet, and aimed the muzzle at himself again, at this time, a melodious lights-out signal sounded outside.

General Gordon stood up suddenly, walked to the window and opened the curtains, the night in Africa has fallen, on the field airfield, the mercenary soldiers of .r are lowering the company's flag, in the sound of the password, the flag pistol is on the shoulder, escorting the battle flag to the African continent, walking towards the barracks, there are less than fifty people left in the huge military camp at this time, and they are all logistics and staff officers, but they are still sticking to their posts.

.r is a large company, with thousands of permanent employees and branches all over the world, this tactical failure was a catastrophe for Gordon, but it was only a small mistake for the company, and it became clear to Gordon that he needed to live, avenge his boys, and wash away the shame of his defeat......

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang, and Gordon turned around and grabbed the microphone: "Gordon, who are you?" ”

"It's me, General, and I can't wait to hear the good news." Mr. Thorpe's voice could be heard from the earpiece, and he could be heard excited and confident in the battle.

"I'm afraid I'm disappointed, my plane has a bit of a malfunction and I can't complete this mission, I'm sorry, let's contact again." General Gordon hung up the phone, sat down in his chair, lit a cigar, and asked him to reflect and learn his lessons so that he could fight again, but the wait might be longer......

New York, Long Beach, Mr. Thorpe put down the phone, and an ominous premonition floated in his heart, General Gordon's voice was low, I was afraid that it was not as simple as a plane failure, but it was difficult for him to know what was happening on the distant African continent, and after thinking about it, he called Colonel Miller again.

"Dear Colonel, I wonder what the results of your second operation were?" This time, Thorpe didn't dare to have any more unrealistic illusions, and there was a slight apprehension in his tone.

Sure enough, his sixth sense was correct, and Colonel Miller was obviously a little upset, and he said perfunctorily: "Oh, I'm sorry, my plane is out of order, but it will be fixed soon, and I'll call you......"

There was a busy sound from the earpiece, and Thorpe's face began to glooze, and they all said that the plane was malfunctioning, which was not a coincidence, could it be...... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and began to think about how to explain to Sir Howard why it was so difficult to get rid of a small, barbaric and backward country.

Colonel Miller, who was in Washington, was even more depressed than Thorpe, and actually lost a Predator drone, although this aircraft is not as expensive as the Global Hawk, and the cost will reach 4.5 million US dollars, and this plane is borrowed from the CIA, and it is quite troublesome to write at least dozens of pages of written reports to explain the problem, and for a while, he will no longer be able to rely on the power of the CIA.

He had no choice but to call his backer: "Mr. Senator, there is such a thing that needs your help......

……

At San Juan Airport, three bonfires were lit at the end of the runway, which was to guide the fighters to land, and a few minutes later, the silver war eagles flew from the west to meet the setting sun, first roaring through the airport at an ultra-low altitude, and the superb piloting skills caused a burst of cheers, and when the planes came to a stop, a large group of people surrounded them......

Lao He lifted the cockpit canopy, but was embarrassed to find that there was no ladder to get off the plane, and a group of people below happily shouted: "Lao He, jump down, jump down!" ”

He was so ruthless that he really jumped down, and was immediately caught and thrown into the sky, and the sound was higher and higher, whether it was a Western Sadamoan or an Eastern European bodyguard, or Chinese, everyone used the same way to pay tribute to the triumphant hero......

finally calmed down, and Bei Xiaoshuai pounced on him again: "Master, take me as an apprentice!" ”

Everyone laughed, even Lao He laughed, and he asked, "Young man, what do you want to learn from me?" ”

"Learn to fly a fighter."

"Hehe, this is not something I can teach alone, you have to start with a primary trainer aircraft, and then an advanced trainer aircraft, a trainer fighter, only the country has the ability to train fighter pilots, and after learning all the way, the cost of the country on the pilot is equal to as much gold as the pilot's weight."

Lao He said, Bei Xiaoshuai was dumbfounded, touched his head and stopped talking, it is impossible for him to join the Air Force at this level, and his dream of fighting in the sky is afraid to be shattered......

At this time, reinforcements from San Juan also arrived, and a whole company of troops took over the airport and brought MANPADS, and Alexander also led people to capture the two parachuted Super Tucano pilots, and after interrogation, it was learned that the men and horses of the Angolan branch were all wiped out, and their leader was named Bill. Gordon.

This round can be described as a lose-lose situation, with His Royal Highness Bobby dead, Colonel Faulkner dead, and Listerovsky, who supplied arms to Western Sadamoa, also dead, and the first attack by the Predators was a veritable decapitation operation, but it had another result, which was to cheapen Liu Ziguang and Arthur Jr......

In the absence of a leader, Liu Ziguang stepped forward to take over the command, temporarily enveloped the remnants of Colonel Faulkner and Listrovsky's bodyguards, and established a new council in just two hours, inviting the archbishop to hold the coronation ceremony for Arthur Jr., and this scene was also broadcast live to the world through television, and the private salt became official salt, and the media around the world broadcast this major news, which Thorpe wanted to try his best to prevent, but whether it was him or the people behind him, In this era of information explosion, no one can stop the spread of this news.

The MiG-21 left by the Russians, plus a former HNA special-class pilot, formed an unrivaled Sky Dominant, .r's fighters and transport aircraft, and the Predator drone that caused the tragedy in the palace garden, which can be said to have completely pulled back the game......

Based on the above reasons, Liu Ziguang's side won this battle.

That night, Liu Ziguang led the group back to San Juan, and the airport and fighter planes were handed over to the army, and after such a huge defeat, they did not have the courage to launch a second attack in such a short time, and even if they dared to come, a company of black soldiers was not so easy to deal with.

When we drove back to San Juan, it was already dark, because the power supply had been interrupted, the road was dark, only the headlights illuminated in front of the snow, and when we passed the palace, everyone turned their heads to see that the magnificent buildings in the night had been turned into ruins, presumably this was also the masterpiece of the drone......

The only place in Western Sadamoa is lit up is the San Juan Hotel, there is a backup diesel generator in the basement of the hotel, which can provide electricity for lighting and refrigeration, but if you want to turn on the air conditioning in all the rooms, the generator will be overwhelmed, and there is not much diesel fuel left in stock, after the Kuba took power, the war in Western Sadamoa continued, the route was suspended, and the ships also docked at other ports, and now San Juan is extremely short of supplies, lack of food, lack of clean drinking water, lack of doctors and medicines, lack of everything.

Fortunately, some luxury goods that Coopa did not have time to take away from the storage room of the royal palace, French red wine, German ham and sausage, and all kinds of canned food......

The crystal chandelier, the soothing vagueness, the polite waiter, and the French champagne in the sterling silver ice bucket made Hu Qingsong feel emotional: "I finally feel the breath of civilization." ”

The dinner table was full of his own people, and the little Arthur, who had just been crowned king, sat in the first place, and next to him sat the attendant military attache Fidel and Liu Ziguang, and then Zhao Hui, Hu Qingsong, Bei Xiaoshuai, Dongfang Ke and others, of course, Lao He, who had made miraculous achievements today.

Before eating, Liu Ziguang suggested a moment of silence for the victims, and then raised his wine glass.

"Your Majesty, I respect you." Liu Ziguang raised his wine glass to Little Arthur, and the rest of the people followed him to raise their wine glasses.

Little Arthur was flattered, showing a mouthful of white teeth and smiling, usually on this occasion he stands aside to serve people, where has he received such courtesy, but the child's ability to adapt to the environment is strong, he also picked up the wine glass, learned the appearance of His Royal Highness Bobby, and raised it to everyone.

This meal is not restrained at all, although it is in a foreign country, but the table is almost all Chinese, everyone you say a word, recalling today's thrilling experience, one by one eyebrows dance, full of interest, said that if you can go online, you should quickly post this experience on your Weibo, it will definitely cause a sensation.

And today's shining protagonist Lao He just listened to everyone with a smile, but he didn't say a word, Liu Ziguang felt that this person must have a story, so he asked him: "Captain He, I heard that you used to be from the navy." ”

Lao He nodded: "Well, from the 8th Division of HNA." ”

"Why change careers, a special pilot like you should be very promising."

Lao He shook his head and smiled: "It's all in the past, don't mention it." ”

Liu Ziguang couldn't continue to dig up other people's scars, so he raised his wine glass and touched Lao He, and asked, "Are you interested in doing your old job?" ”

Lao He was just about to speak, but Liu Ziguang immediately said: "Don't be busy answering, think about it, you have also seen it, I have an iron relationship with the king, if you have this intention, I estimate that it is not difficult to arrange an air force commander or something." ”

Lao He still smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, people are old, and they don't have any motivation for these false names." ”