Chapter 218: Little Bird, Little Bird
Although the wreckage of Super 63 was still burning, the P-men recovering from the air raid dragged the remains of the two pilots out of the wreckage as much as they could, along with their blackened flight helmets.
The five South African soldiers killed were worse than the two pilots, perhaps because they were the only black men in the group, and the Cuban pilot's bomb landed so precisely that it almost hit their heads.
Half of the Soviet-made 250kg bombs were explosives, and these unlucky ones didn't even have intact bones left, and after the explosion, they were all over the place, but fortunately, their corpses didn't have to be cleaned up, which saved a little valuable transportation space.
However, even if there are five corpses left, two helicopters are still not enough to take everyone away, and the eight combat teams of the Shadow Company are almost full of two planes, and after shoehorning in the VIP target and two corpses, it is already full, although everyone has lost useless burdens again in order to evacuate, but they still can't transport everyone.
Hudson, as the head of the operation, took over the tragic task of staying on the ground at this moment, and half of the agents were left behind with him, after all, the operation was carried out by the CIA, and if something went wrong, they had the responsibility to wipe their butts clean.
And it wasn't to say that they were to stay here, Hannibal had already informed the PBY seaplane that was on standby to take off, and the modified seaplane was enough to seat everyone who was left, but Hudson had to find a way to get there.
"Let's go first!"
"Stay safe, don't get knocked down by fighter jets again!"
"You too!"
The shadow brought to them by the MiG fighters was so huge that when they returned, Sandman did not even dare to climb above 100 meters, and the two planes flew almost above the treetops, and fled straight towards the SPLM-controlled area.
Hudson and his agents did not stay where they were, although the seaplanes could take off and land on the river, but in the case of Benguela Province, they did not dare to let the huge target PBY appear, Hudson turned the evacuation point into a small fishing village northwest of Benguela, about 140 kilometers from the provincial capital, and they were 40 kilometers away. Z.br>
At this distance, it is impossible to expect to run over, the MiGs return to the airfield to refuel, even if the pilots are given two hours to rest, five hours later, they will again appear to patrol over Benguela, Hudson does not want to eat another bomb from the sky.
"Let's go, let's get a car first!"
As an old agent, it is not difficult for Hudson to set up an ambush and rob vehicles on the road, especially now, Aquiles has mobilized a lot of troops in the rear to search for mercenaries, including a large number of Cubans, which gives Hudson an opportunity, anyway, Uncle Black can't tell the difference between Cubans and whites who are a little tanned.
As soon as the Black Uncles saw that the other party was carrying Soviet weapons, they automatically stopped the car, ready to pull their foreign brothers, and then, the foreign brothers gave these unlucky Black Uncles all the surprise.
After leaving the bodies on the side of the road, Hudson swaggered along the road with his men, and even took a face-to-face with the armed forces searching for their whereabouts, who did not even notice that there was a ticket of Xibei goods on the passing truck, and they were still rushing to the second evacuation point after the air raid.
If it weren't for the checkpoint that Hudson encountered on the road that had to stop, maybe Aquiles's search force didn't know that the mercenaries had run out of their encirclement, in fact, it was the MiG pilot who clearly saw the evacuation helicopter at the time, but because the information exchange was not smooth, the information that the pilot knew, no one told the ground troops at all.
In order to arrive at the evacuation point as soon as possible, Hudson violently broke through the SPLM checkpoint, which was like stabbing a hornet's nest.
Dozens of vehicles full of armed soldiers slaughtered from all directions.
"Hell, did I kill Castro?"
When there were still more than 20 kilometers left from the evacuation point, Hudson saw a large number of vehicles behind his buttocks, and at the forefront were armed jeeps of the special forces of the Cuban Ministry of Internal Affairs, these elite soldiers were chasing the distance between the two sides little by little, Hudson could even see that those guys were preparing bazookas, obviously not intending to leave anything alive.
Although the agents in the carriage racked their brains and opened fire with the weapons in their hands while trying to find a way to delay the other party's speed, these special forces members were not vegetarians, and most of the bullets fired by the agents were dodged, and those who fell on the car were helpless in the face of bulletproof glass and modified armor.
"These guys bite so hard!"
Hudson slammed the steering wheel, they were very close to the evacuation point, the PBY seaplane had entered the sky over Benguela, if they couldn't get rid of these guys, then the evacuation was impossible, and when they swam hundreds or even hundreds of meters to climb onto the seaplane, the Cuban special forces could easily blow their butts with rifles!
Just as Hudson was considering whether to break his wrist and leave two death squads to buy time for everyone, a call from friendly forces sounded on the radio, and he set off with the Huey helicopter, but the AH6 Birdie team, which chose to take a long detour because of avoiding the MiG fighters, finally arrived.
Although these helicopters could not carry personnel to evacuate, Shepard equipped them with 34 machine guns and rocket launchers, and Hudson needed them most at the moment.
"Release the smoke grenade and show the bird a target!"
An agent immediately pulled the tab of the smoke bomb at the back of the car, and then the striking orange smoke came out little by little, pulling a long trail through the speeding truck.
"Attacker, see, the orange smoke is us, and the enemy behind it!"
"Received, you can move forward with confidence, and we'll take care of the rest!"
No sooner had the radio briefing ended than Hudson saw three helicopters suddenly appear in the sky not far away.