Alexander. Semenovich is twenty-five years old this year, and after graduating from the eighth grade, he entered the Eighth Aviation School in Moscow to learn to fly, which is a junior aviation school, flying mostly small propeller aircraft, mainly to send qualified personnel to the advanced aviation school, and Alexander is obviously not this material, although his physical fitness and reflexes are comparable to the best fighter pilots, but this guy's temper is too violent, and he was expelled from school without graduating.

Nineteen-year-old Alexander. Semenovich entered the Ryazan paratroop school under the arrangement of his parents, and in this melting pot full of iron-blooded tough guys, his little skills in the aviation school were not enough, and he was beaten up by two Kazakh classmates from Central Asia on the first day of school.

But Alexander has the fierce blood of the Russian nation, he catches up, learns the skills of a lifetime in the paratrooper school, and later joins the paratrooper special forces, and has repeatedly made meritorious contributions in the fierce battle with Chechen terrorists and the surprise attack on Georgia, he was already about to be promoted to lieutenant, but he was kicked out of the army because he injured his commander due to alcoholism, and just when he was at a loss about the future, the head of the special forces, a bald lieutenant colonel with a prosthetic leg, helped him arrange a way out, Follow Listrovsky as he travels around the world in Africa.

The vastness of the African Big 6 and the equally rude and bold Russian boss made Alexander a fish in water, and with his extraordinary skills and ability to fly airplanes, he became a strong soldier under Listrovsky, specializing in more difficult tasks, such as the delivery of arms to Western Sadamoa.

The Antonov-12 transport aircraft is a Soviet-style quadruple propeller transport aircraft installed in 1959, which is simple to control and has the usual shoddy characteristics of Soviet goods, but it can withstand toss and turns, and is very suitable for the rough operation of the African big 6 and Alexander, the rough copycat pilots in the harsh climate.

The plane took off from a desert airfield in Libya and crossed the airspace of Chad and Cameroon to the eastern border of Western Sadamoa, where a newly built field airfield was located, where Li Jianguo and his soldiers were waiting to receive the arms.

Today's weather is good, Chadian airspace visibility is high, Alexander handed over the driving to the co-pilot, and then felt a bottle of vodka and two pickled cucumbers from under the seat and began to drink, the Russians drink in a very different way than the Chinese, this way of blowing on the bottle is clearly alcoholism in the eyes of the Chinese.

Dongfang Ke was frightened, glanced at Liu Ziguang, and said in his heart, Boss, why don't you care, the pilots are drunk like this, what if something goes wrong when they land, but Liu Ziguang turned a blind eye and sat upright like no one.

Suddenly, the plane trembled violently, almost throwing Dongfang Ke out, the co-pilot shouted loudly, Alexander threw away the wine bottle, held the joystick, and cursed a few words in Russian.

"Something's wrong!" Liu Ziguang unbuckled the safety belt, dodged into the cockpit, and saw through the windshield a small two-seater jet fighter without any logo passing high on Antonov's side, and the air flow once again stirred the plane to tremble, Alexander scolded viciously, tried his best to hold the joystick to maintain the direction, and at the same time used the radio to call for help to the base.

The lazy voice of a jet fighter pilot was heard on the public radio channel: "2559, this is the Chadian Air Force, you have violated our airspace and ordered you to land at N'Djamena airport, and again, this is the Chadian Air Force, and you are ordered to land at N'Djamena airport." ”

Alexander turned his head and gestured his middle finger to the fighter pilot flying in parallel, continued to maintain the course, and the co-pilot also scolded: "When did the Chadian Air Force have an Alpha jet, they must be fake!" ”

"Moore, you go to the tail of the machine gun to see if it can still be used, I'll light the tail to him, you knock him down." Alexander said.

Moore was the name of the co-pilot, and he spread his hands and said, "The tail turret has been removed." ”

"That can't be helped." Alexander was angry, although this fighter is only a high-level trainer aircraft, but it is fast and strong, just the 3o mm cannon can beat Antonov into a volley explosion, if it is on the ground, there may be a possibility of fighting, but in the air, it is still whose plane is stronger and who has the advantage.

At the moment when they hesitated, the Alpha Jet got impatient, and one rolled over to the back of Antonov's side, and the cannon began to roar, and a string of shells hit the transport plane with thousands of holes, and a 3o mm caliber shell hit Moore's back, almost breaking him in two, and the blood stained the cockpit red, Alexander gritted his steel teeth, and shouted without looking back: "The parachute is under the seat, you guys are ready to parachute." ”

Liu Ziguang and Dongfang Ke glanced at each other, Xun took out a parachute from under the seat, Xun put it on his body, Dongfang Ke had never jumped the parachute, plus he was extremely nervous, and his hands trembled badly, but Liu Ziguang was calm as usual and helped him buckle the buckle.

"If I don't die this time, I plan to write a book when I go back, and it will definitely sell well." Dongfang Ke forced a smile and said, but laughing was more ugly than crying.

"2559, this is a last warning, shake your wings if you surrender." Threats from fighter pilots were heard on the radio, in standard aviation English, but with a slight hint of French accent.

Chad is France's sphere of influence, and there are still more than 1,000 French troops stationed in Chad, while the air forces of African countries are in vain, there are very few radar stations, and few people know the route of the transport planes.

Alexander shook his wings, then left the pilot's seat, took out a long green box in the cockpit cupboard, opened it with a snap, took out a shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missile from it, and said without saying a word: "Who can help control the plane." ”

"I'll come." Liu Ziguang, who had already put on his parachute bag, immediately ran to the driver's seat, he understood the current situation, whether it was parachuting or forced landing, he would face endless dangers, and the only way out was - to fight back!

"Help me open the rear hatch." Alexander shouted, turning on the missile's batteries, the switch on the air conditioner, and the electronic display.

Liu Ziguang took control of the plane and pulled down the switch of the rear hatch, the domestic imitation of the An-12 is Yunba, and Liu Ziguang learned the basic operation of this aircraft at the provincial training base, so it is easy to get started.

The rear hatch of the plane slowly opened, and Alexander took a one-legged kneeling position, holding the Sam-18 steadily, aiming at the Alpha jet fighter who was watching behind the tail side of the An-12.

The fighter pilot did not expect the rear hatch of the transport plane to suddenly open, but instead leaned forward to see what was going on, and at this time the missile had been warmed up, and the cooling homing device locked onto the nearby fighter, and the beep alerted Alexander that the missile was ready to be fired.

The jet was too close, and when the two pilots saw Alexander behind the slowly lowered hatch, they couldn't help but sweat, an anti-aircraft missile was aimed at them, and at the same time, the radar alarm in the fighter cabin also roared, and the arrogant pilot woke up like a dream, pulled the joystick and fled, and the Alpha jet suddenly rose and increased its horsepower to escape.

Everything is played, SAM 18 is a very advanced anti-aircraft missile, the black market price has been sold for 100,000 US dollars, and there is no market, because it can shoot down helicopters, low-flying cruise missiles, and even fighter jets without difficulty, Alpha Jet is just a high-level training aircraft at the level of the seventies, only equipped with aircraft guns and rocket nests, not even infrared decoys, how to hide from the trace, not to mention that the pilot increased the thrust in a hurry, and the infrared signature of the tail nozzle is more obvious, The missile trailed and instantly hit the fighter in the tail.

A huge fireball exploded in the air, and the two pilots were reduced to ashes along with the plane before they could eject.

The transport plane was also in a mess, the tail flame of the missile erupted more than ten meters away along the channel, and Dongfang Ke's head hiding on the side was scorched, but fortunately, the packing box of weapons and ammunition was quite strong and did not cause an explosion, otherwise the whole plane would have turned into a more brilliant fireball.

Liu Ziguang stabilized the fuselage and closed the hatch, Alexander dropped the canister and ran back to the cockpit, pushed Moore's body aside, and sat in the co-pilot seat to continue to control the plane.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Alexander's head, picked up the wine bottle and poured a big sip, and handed the vodka to Liu Ziguang, Liu Ziguang took it and drank a big sip, and the two laughed and high-fived each other.

Dongfang Ke got up from the cabin floor, touched his burnt head, and muttered, "God, are you playing with me......"

Chad, an extremely poor African country with no capacity to monitor the country's airspace, began and ended in a small air battle over the vast savannah, witnessed only by herds of wildebeest and bison on the grasslands.

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After that, the voyage became dull, Alexander was not a person who liked to chat, he only liked to drink and fly planes, and the more he drank, the more steady he flew, and at night, the planes finally arrived in Western Sadamoa, where there were no towers and signal lights, only a blazing bonfire on the ground, and the planes were taxiing on the runway of the field airfield, and everyone was sweating in their hearts, in case there was a little clutter on the runway.

Fortunately, there is Li Jianguo to supervise the work, these African workers did a very good job, the runway is extremely smooth, the Antonov transport plane stopped at the end of the runway steadily, when the propeller stopped rotating, countless Africans rushed over with torches cheering, surrounded the plane in the center, and put a wreath around the neck of everyone who came down.

Receiving this enthusiastic welcome, Alexander actually became a little twisted, while Dongfang Ke let out a long breath, this time it was finally safe.

Li Jianguo, who was dressed in military uniform, walked out of the crowd, shook hands with Liu Ziguang tightly, and said, "It's finally here, you are really a charcoal in the snow." ”

"What, is the situation critical?" Liu Ziguang asked, the cheers were so loud that he had to raise two octaves.

"It's pretty grim, let's go back and talk about it." Li Jianguo patted Liu Ziguang's arm and began to arrange personnel to unload the goods.