Quick Transmigration: Life Experience Specialist

Chapter 653 Soaring across Kyushu 12
However, these did not pose any difficulty for the two. With the help of the reflective paint on the road and turning on the lights on the landing gear, Sang Wei and the other person held the control lever tightly and opened the speed brake to the maximum. After roaring for about 300 meters, the two planes landed perfectly.

A camouflaged truck came up from behind and stopped steadily on the side of the road when it was about five or six meters away. Seven or eight soldiers got out of the truck. They spoke silently the whole time, and either lifted or carried the ammunition issued to them. The two men did not delay for a moment, and after stopping the plane, they pushed open the hatch and directed the loading of the ammunition.

Although they were not professional loaders, there was strength in numbers and the soldiers obeyed orders completely, so it took only more than 20 minutes to complete the loading, which was more than ten minutes earlier than the planned time. Not only that, there was also a simple oil transfer device on the truck, which filled the fuel tanks of the two planes.

While filling the tank with oil, the two men also received the combat orders for this time. Under the dim light, they could clearly see their tasks.

Our special personnel determined that there was an international organization's camp on the border between our country and HSK. They were planning an attack recently. Our personnel have dispatched an ace team to attack, but in order to ensure the perfect completion of this annihilation mission, they also requested the assistance of the Air Force fighter jets. It happened that Sang Wei and Lin Haiqing completed the search and rescue mission and flew back from the Gobi Desert. They were the closest, and the confidentiality of this mission was very high. Our personnel were very cautious, so the task of air fire support fell on the two of them. They were asked to make a turn, fire a few times and leave to consume the opponent's strength.

"This is the photo." Sang Wei was holding an A3-sized color photo in her hand. The camp of the international organization was captured clearly in the photo. Not only that, the approximate number of people and the estimated weapons and equipment were also marked with a pen next to it.

"Where do these people come from?" Sang Wei and Lin Haiqing whispered, "Portable missiles, mortars, and this, this, are you sure they are just an international organization and not a well-equipped team? Can we do this job? Are you sure they are not deliverymen?"

This team of nearly 200 people is so fully equipped that they probably need professional aircraft to support ground fire. Their fighter jets, which are specially used for air combat, can barely make an occasional cameo appearance. However, this also shows from another perspective that our country's capabilities are the best in the world, and we don't even need to rely on air fire support.

"The mission objective is confidential, but we will probably know it after a while. Our main task is still to harass and suppress fire. The brothers on the ground will be responsible for the final battle. Apart from these missiles, the other side does not have any decent anti-aircraft firepower. As long as we are careful, we will be fine." After all, Lin Haiqing has been on many missions and can be considered a veteran. He knows more than Sang Wei and quickly analyzed the situation.

The two men discussed the battle plan again. After the fuel was loaded, they adjusted the time, got back on the plane, glided 400 meters, and roared into the night sky.

At the same time, the blocked highway was quickly reopened to traffic, and the soldiers drove the empty trucks away quickly from a certain station on the highway, disappearing into the night without leaving any trace, so that the drivers who passed through this section of highway later did not realize what had happened here.

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It was late at night. In a tattered canvas tent, Mujiha, the leader of the "Saint Seiya", took advantage of the dim light and carefully took out a box with a combination lock. With bursts of strange laughter coming from between his teeth, he fumbled with the box, then opened it and took a look. If he didn't look, he would not be able to sleep. The box was filled with piles of colorful banknotes, gold bars and gems. The luster of the gems glowed in his greedy pupils.

Some of these were inherited from his predecessor, and some were looted recently by him. These things must not be seen by his subordinates, otherwise it would cause great trouble.

Compared with the men and equipment outside the tent, these were his real assets. Mujiha looked at the patrollers outside with contempt and even without a trace of emotion. As long as he wanted, he could raise another rebel team like this in minutes.

Even louder than this.

"Saint Seiya" is nothing but a cover of Mujiha, a cover of selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton. It is the ready-made things he presents to the outside world, a fig leaf to seduce people, all for the naked profit, and he is just asked to put up such a cover.

Yes, there are people behind him. Those so-called "people behind the scenes" came from nowhere and sent weapons and money. What good intentions could they have? It is self-evident what their purpose is.

But it doesn’t matter. He wants money, others want profit, and everyone is just taking advantage of each other.

Having just made a big profit recently and with another one to go, Mujiha decided to buy himself some weapons and get a few women for his men so that they would be willing to work for him wholeheartedly.

He is not a short-sighted and greedy person. Only when the team is expanded can more people come to him and provide him with greater wealth.

But he didn't know that he had already been targeted.

Twenty kilometers away, at an altitude of more than ten thousand meters, the navigation coordinates showed that they were approaching the mission target. It was pitch black below, without a trace of light. The aircraft was flying at a constant speed in the most fuel-efficient state.

With the help of navigation, small stones, and her own judgment, even though it was pitch dark, Sang Wei was still very sure that she had reached her destination.

This surprised Lin Haiqing very much. After all, he was sure of it based on experience and electronic navigation.

The two men hid high in the air, waiting for orders.

During this period, they also ate two bars of chocolate to maintain their physical strength before the battle. Flying a plane is a very physically demanding job, especially when it comes to going through a battle, so as soon as the chocolate slid into the esophagus, the spirits of the two were lifted.

"Password verification passed, information docking completed." Sang Wei heard the answer in the headset, holding the joystick, and the plane in her hand came back to life as a real weapon.

"The action begins!"

It was the voice that gave them special instructions before, but this time the voice was full of murderous intent. It seemed that the brothers on the ground had already been in position, waiting for them to fire the first shot.

Sang Wei and Lin Haiqing no longer hesitated and drove the plane out of the clouds. Sang Wei glanced at the dense red dots in the upper right corner of her field of vision, and combined with the feedback from the low-light TV, she gently turned on the fire control system.