The members of the Joint Observer Mission did not bother to heed the alarm, and crowded to the small round window of the airliner to look at the sky outside.

Whoosh!

Two Su-25 fighters whizzed past the small airliner, then made a big turn in the air and flew back behind the small airliner's butt again.

It stands to reason that the speakers in the cabin should not hear the communication information in the control room, but now the situation is special, and this is what it is.

"This is Ambrera private security, you have entered the vicinity of the company's airspace, our company's airport is unable to provide take-off and landing for special reasons, please divert to Mogadishu airport, the capital of Somalia, our staff will be there to receive you, repeat, here it is... ”

The members of the Mission immediately blew up, they did not want to go to Mogadishu, and if they wanted to go there, they would have to go in absolute safety with a large number of personnel.

"We don't accept it! We will land on that new paradise island as originally planned, and we will not go to Mogadishu!"

Some members quickly ran to the control room and shouted at the crew,

The crew is also very entangled, they have all flown here and suddenly have to change the route, which is too ...

At this time, the passenger plane suddenly trembled violently, accompanied by a strange sound.

It was the sound of fire, and seeing that the passenger plane still did not change its course, a Su-25 used its own aviation machine gun to make a warning shot, directly hitting the top of the plane's fuselage.

"We've got to change course, Ambrera's lunatics really dare to shoot! they're going to shoot us down!"

The captain shouted, leaving all the confusion and hesitation behind, and immediately shook the fuselage to show acceptance, and then began to turn around a few times, heading towards the African continent to the east.

"It's still quite exciting to fly an old antique like the Su-25, but I seriously doubt that the African armed groups still can't afford it. ”

After the two Su-25s saw that the target passenger plane had reversed course and flew towards the African continent, one continued to follow the passenger plane to monitor the escort, and the other flew back towards New Paradise Island.

In the Ambrera communication channel, the demon pilots of the two fighters are exchanging views.

I have to say that the Thule Society's treatment of its master's requirements is called a dedicated one, from Lao Maozi to get all kinds of weapons drawings and technologies in the sea, land and air, although most of them are seriously backward, but in Africa is already the main force of the main force.

As for the decision to let the observation team transfer to Mogadishu and then take a boat to New Paradise Island, Boss Hu wants them to suffer a little, and he has little time to receive them these days.

Named the Hammer of Evil Energy, the giant nuclear-powered airship will be a giant aerial platform more than 200 meters long and more than 50 meters high, made entirely of steel and powered by a nuclear-powered jet in the tail to move.

The airship is planned to carry hundreds of small airships or hangars for aircraft, as well as storage warehouses for armored units on the ground, as well as large personnel living quarters.

Of course, there are also plans to equip the airship with a permanent large-scale quantum teleportation device, so as to facilitate the circulation of people from all walks of life, and to and from Virtue Town, Hu Feng's old nest in the last days of the ruins, at any time.

In terms of weapons, it is naturally armed to the teeth, and four large-caliber evil hellfire main cannons are planned to be installed directly below the airship, which is the magic transformation product of the demon researchers, who use the evil energy to corrupt and transform the conventional cannons, and turn them into a large killing weapon that can fire high-explosive evil fireballs, and only one shot can turn a large area into an extremely difficult to extinguish sea of evil energy.

Naturally, nuclear bomb launchers are also in the assembly ranks, in case of possible uncontrollable situations, and then one by one.

As for the small-caliber turret and various launchers, there are countless of them, but in short, Hu Feng wants to turn this flying fortress into a flying hedgehog covered with thorns.

And the first stop after completion is Vault 6 provided by Karestian's camera pervert to snatch the immersive virtual reality technology there.

Hu Feng was imagining a better future on this side, but the observation group on the other side was frightened.

Somalia, Mogadishu Capital Airport.

This is said to be an airport, in fact, it is a relatively flat and empty land, the rough runway does not know how long it has not been maintained, and it is barely possible to take off and land small aircraft, as for large passenger aircraft, there is no need to think about it at all.

But then again, there aren't any big airliners landing here.

The airport terminal is just a small four-storey square building that looks equally dilapidated, surrounded by a jumble of wooden sheds, like a slum.

The scene here is somewhat similar to the train station long ago in the Celestial Empire, where the locals would gather around with their goods and sell their various things to the people who got off the planes.

However, this place is not as safe as the Celestial Empire, and the environment is even worse.

From time to time, you can see a dilapidated Toyota pickup truck with a heavy machine gun standing in several car beds speeding by, and soldiers operating machine guns shouting insults and dispersing people in front of them.

You can even hear a burst of gunfire coming from a distance every now and then, usually when there is an armed conflict between locals.

It was under these circumstances that the Mission got off the plane and set foot on what can be described as one of the top three chaotic countries in Africa.

"Oh God ... I've never seen an airport like this, and it's still in the capital of a country!"

Well, the checkpoint for passport checks is located right next to the runway, a worn-out wooden table that has been moved from nowhere, and behind it sits a black soldier in a Provisional Government uniform.

As a soldier in Somalia, you have to master a variety of skills, because from time to time you have to work part-time in other government departments.

The soldier with a cigarette in his mouth looked up and saw that it was a group of white men with surprised and incredulous faces, and they didn't bother to double-check their passports, and no one would think of smuggling them into Somalia anyway.

stamped a useless seal at random, and waved his hand to signal that it was okay to pass.

The group was surrounded directly in the middle by a crowd of locals, some peddlers, some begging, and some with bad intentions who wanted to come up and get oil.

In addition to some middle-aged aunts in the observation group, there are naturally a lot of young white women, this group of virgins who grew up in western developed countries, plus the education of free dishes, so for this kind of protest march abroad or to find fault and defend rights, it is called a enthusiasm.

Come on, Uncle Black's donkey root is ... Ahem.

"Ahh

A good-looking white chick let out a scream, and her ass was rubbed with a firm grease, so she exclaimed as she approached the accompanying man.

Now they don't shout slogans like equality between men and women, feminism, and they don't dare to talk nonsense about the freedom of cooking or the fact that I'm going to court against you.

I've said I'm going to pick up the Ambrera staff!

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