Chapter 487: Chaotic Benghazi

Joga has been in the North SD for a long time, and in his impression that Benghazi is also an MSL country, and it should be similar to Khartoum.

But when their plane landed at Benghazi's international airport, Joga looked down and found that Benghazi was much better off than Khartoum, the capital of the northern SD, even after the war.

Because Benghazi was not a key NATO bombing area back then, the buildings here were generally intact, and there was no nervous stuff such as gunsmoke for the time being.

However, as the plane approached the airport area, the wreckage of a civilian aircraft and the wreckage of two fighter jets that had apparently crashed and exploded began to remind him that this was not a safe place.

In order to fly safely, Cobra personally piloted the Piper PA-42 to send Boss Joe and them over.

Seeing Qiao Jia in the co-pilot staring at the wreckage of the plane on both sides of the airport runway, 'Cobra' said in a deep voice: "The plane is the most dangerous when it takes off, our plane can't stay here for too long, after putting you down, I will fly to the air base in Chad."

Your Air Force Commander friend is very welcoming, I'll be there to refuel, call me as soon as you want to go home, and from there it's only 90 minutes to get back to Benghazi. โ€

Saying that, 'Cobra' looked at Qiao Jia and said very seriously: "Boss, remember one thing, if you are in trouble, the airport must not be safe."

When the time comes, look for the vacant highway and send me the location, and I'll pick you up. โ€

Facing the old man's concern, Qiao Jia nodded with special appreciation and said, "No problem, I'll go to the gas field to take a look at it then, and if the ground there is hardened well, you can go there directly to pick me up."

I was also a little panicked when I looked at this airport, is it difficult for this Nima to tow away the wreckage of the plane?

Ay? What is that?

shit, that's a MiG fighter, these guys put the fighter here to rust? โ€

Cobra glanced in the direction of Joga's pointing as he steered the plane slowly descending......

"That's the MiG-23BM/ML, and the government army can't afford to buy guided missiles, so they can only use rockets or aerial bombs for low-altitude bombing.

But now that the warlords of Benghazi have man-portable anti-aircraft missiles, this old model of jet aircraft can be dangerous, so many pilots are reluctant to fly the planes into the sky. โ€

Saying 'Cobra', he didn't know what he remembered, he shook his head and said: "Libya used to be the most powerful country in Afika, they had more than 1,400 planes.

But when the real war began, most of those planes were turned into scrap metal.

The same was true of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia!

Jackal, what you did was right, weapons are never the key to winning or losing, talent is!

But if I have the chance, I'd still like to try out jets, do you think I have a chance? โ€

Qiao Jia looked at the old face of 'Cobra' and said with a smile: "Is it really good for you people to be PUA bosses when they get the opportunity?"

Also jet fighters? I can afford it, but can I afford it? โ€

'Cobra' shook his head noncommittally and said, "Little Glasses Andre called me, and he organized an air force ground maintenance team and a flight instructor team in Seville and Montenegro.

I was also contacted by aircraft designers from the Belgrade Group who wanted to work on Pยท B tailors a propeller fighter, so wanted to hear my opinion.

They told me that if I can convince you to sign the purchase order, they will send me an old MiG-29 in stock, in the name of a trainer, of course. โ€

Qiao Jia hissed and said, "Andrei's kid's mobilization ability is okay, there will be news so soon."

But isn't the Belgrade Group too generous? A MiG-29, even if it is an old stockpile, costs tens of millions of dollars, right? โ€

The 'Cobra' piloted the plane to land lightly on the runway, slowly slowed down and shook his head and said: "If someone wants it, it is valuable, and if no one wants it, it is just a piece of scrap metal."

The Belgrade Group's aircraft factories are very bad, and if you can really give enough orders, let alone a MiG-29, even if you want those flying leopards lying in the nest, they are willing to repair them and send them to you. โ€

Joga saw 'Spur' and 'Orange Cat' standing on the edge of the runway in the distance and beckoning, he opened the window and stretched out his hand and shook it, then looked at the 'Cobra' and said: "I don't know much about airplanes, you and the shooting fish are responsible for the inspection, if their design and finished products can satisfy you, then I will pay."

If I dispose of the toucan, I will be able to raise at least 6000~80 million US dollars, which is enough for the Belgrade Group's aircraft factory to work for two years.

The MiG-29 is not needed, it is too dazzling, Pยท The presence of a MiG-29 at the base of B will make a lot of people nervous.

Aren't you just trying out jet jets?

There are a few nesting MiGs in the Congo, and when Andrei brings someone over, I will take down the maintenance business of the Congolese Air Force, and you will fly first if it is repaired! โ€

The 'Cobra' was satisfied when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "There are two Su-30s in the Congo, one of which is lying on its stomach, I know where the problem is but I haven't told them."

Then do as you say, as soon as Andrei and them are in place, I will go to the 'adventure' to help them drive the Su-30 back for maintenance, and I will take you around the sky when the time comes. โ€

Qiao Jia shook his head amusedly when he heard this, and said, "I said what are you doing to tease a group of Congolese buddies twice in three days, it turns out that you are eyeing their fighters."

Okay, depending on the situation when the time comes, it's a big deal to rent it for a period of time to make you happy, but can you still resist your old arms and legs? โ€

Cobra slowly stopped the plane, but did not turn off the engine.

Looking at the 'spurs' who were coming not far away, he shook his head and said: "It's definitely no problem to fly, but it's hard to say whether you can fight, I just want to feel the pressure, and I guess the 'Shooting Fish' thinks the same way." โ€

Joga stood up and pressed on Cobra's shoulder, nodded very seriously and said, "I promise you have a chance!"

You two old men who get up to drink, your body looks tougher than me, and if you hold on for a few more years, I will definitely be able to do it! โ€

After saying that, Joga turned from the cockpit to the cabin, pushed open the hatch and lowered the gangway, smiled at Kaman and said, "Bring your things, let's go......"

Kaman picked up a large backpack from his feet and carried it on his back, carrying an AKM in his hand, and pulled Ayew out of the plane first, establishing an improvised line of defense on both sides of the gangway.

'Spur', who has been working as a security guard in Benghazi, watched the plane unload a dozen huge backpacks, he shook his head incredulously, walked in front of Joga, and after giving a military salute, he said: "Boss, don't make such a big move, Benghazi is not safe, but it is not yet to the point of war, and we basically have what weapons you need here." โ€

Before Joga could speak, Carman looked at 'Spurs' with his old dim eyes and said, "Can you guarantee it?" โ€

'Spurs' didn't have much contact with Carman, but he was instinctively afraid of this old guy who didn't look big.

However, pride is almost a common problem of the elite, and in the face of Karman's questioning eyes, 'Spur' raised his index to signal Karman to wait for a moment, and then he tugged a mechanism on his backpack......

With the movement of the 'spur', the backpack suddenly detached, and then the outer part of the backpack was flipped over and dragged to the chest.

The backpack contained an MP7 and 4 spare magazines, as well as two grenades and a tactical knife.

Simply fasten the front and back with Velcro, and a tactical vest is formed.

'Spur' pulled off the MP7 on his chest and held it in his hand, looked at Kaman and said seriously: "I am a professional, I can protect the safety of the boss!" โ€

Kaman glanced at the small gun in the chest of the 'Spurs', he shook his head and said, "There are at least three groups of men staring at us now, you tell me how you are going to deal with it?" โ€

'Spur' was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the 'orange cat' beside him, and then said curiously to Carman: "How do you know?" โ€

Karman looked up at the dilapidated terminal, the hangar in the distance, and the road beyond the barbed wire, and said, "Because those people are pointing at us with binoculars, are they here to welcome us?" โ€

The Spurs waved and said, "Let's get in the car first, and then I'll tell you what's going on?" โ€

After speaking, the people who came to pick up took the initiative to come forward to help and sent more than a dozen heavy bags to the Iveco LMV off-road vehicle.

Joga patted Carman on the arm, signaling him not to be too nervous......

The 'Spurs' are still reliable, they've been in class west for a few months and are definitely more familiar with the place, and for those who observe them, they definitely have an explanation.

This time, the 'Spurs' drove a total of 6 LMV armored cars, and Joga and Eric, who had not spoken, sat in the middle car, with the 'Spurs' driving and Carman sitting in the co-pilot.

Although the LMV provided by Eric is a version with a 3.5-meter long wheelbase, the driving experience of this car is very average, especially the interior space is smaller, and four people in a car are optimally equipped, and more is too crowded.

After trying it out, Ayu gave up the idea of squeezing a car with the boss, and chose to match with Dorian, the orange cat, and the medical officer bird, and got into the car in front of the boss.

Nice's three-man sniper team chose the last car, and rejected the driver, leaving Nice to drive behind.

After the convoy left the airport smoothly, the 'Spurs' rolled down the window to greet the other party when they passed by the surveillance car on the road, and then glanced sideways at the frowning Carman, and said: "They are a cooperative organization of the CIA, calling themselves the 'People's Democratic Alliance'......

Of course, in my opinion, they are gangsters, and they are gangsters made up of a bunch of bastards. โ€

(End of chapter)