50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 381 The Inner Airport is Complete
The leader saw the large map, and, seeing an opportunity, immediately pulled out a magnifying glass and began to examine it.

"With such a dense network of flight routes here, it must be a distribution center for supplies."

"These small dots are so far forward, they must be field airfields. Comrade Diting, what's the scale of this map?"

"1:1000."

"The accuracy is so high, let me take a look."

"15 kilometers, hehe, these monkeys are in trouble. My heavy artillery cluster can hit targets up to 30 kilometers away."

After looking at it carefully for a long time, the leader finally straightened up reluctantly.

"Comrade Diting, thank you for bringing back such important intelligence. This map is also very good; our maps are all a bit outdated."

"Sir, there is one more thing I must report to you."

"You say it."

"The transport plane I flew back this time contained a large amount of gold."

"Gold? That's not bad, it's hard currency, exactly what the country needs. I'll give you another credit for that."

Sun Zhiwei realized that his leader had not yet understood his meaning, so he reiterated: "Leader, is a 'large' amount of gold."

This time, the leader understood: "How much?"

"56.7 tons."

"How many?"

"200 million ounces."

This time, the leader understood. He knew the country's gold reserves, which totaled only 1200 million ounces.

Two million ounces, that's one-sixth of the country's total gold reserves.

"You didn't rob the Annan central bank's treasury, did you?" He was even a little doubtful whether the Annan central bank had that much gold.

"No, there were also a lot of jewelry, furniture, appliances and foreign exchange on the plane. This should be the wealth of a corrupt official in Annam."

"Which son of a bitch could embezzle so much gold? And you're saying there's foreign exchange in there too? How much?"

"I haven't counted them, but I saw a lot of ruble and dollar banknotes, filling a whole cabinet, probably about one cubic meter."

The Russian bear is currently strong, and the ruble's exchange rate is relatively high. The official exchange rate is 1 US dollar to 2 rubles, while on the black market, 1 US dollar can be exchanged for 6 rubles.

"Come on, take me to see you."

"Sir, how about we bring some troops and trucks to transport the goods back together? It's not safe to leave them at the airport."

“You’re right, these things are too precious, I can’t afford to lose them.” The leader immediately started making phone calls.

Soon, a large number of troops assembled downstairs, and then dozens of trucks carried them to the airport.

A dozen minutes later, the leader watched as Sun Zhiwei opened the safe on the C130. Even the veteran comrades were dazzled by what was inside.

"That damn corrupt official is really rich."

"Boss, that's considered the handover complete. I need to get back right away; my mission isn't finished yet."

"Okay, the mission is important. I'll lend you a J6 to get you there. You know how to fly a J6, right?"

"Thank you, sir. Yes, I will."

"Good, Comrade Diting, I wish you continued success in your endeavors. After this battle is over, I will personally host a victory celebration banquet for you."

Seeing the stacks of buffs, Sun Zhiwei didn't say anything more, but stood at attention and saluted. Then, led by airport staff, he headed to the hangar.

All the combat aircraft are stored there, all of them have been inspected and refueled, and are on standby 24 hours a day, ready to be deployed at any time.

Ten minutes later, Sun Zhiwei piloted a J6 into the blue sky, heading straight for the Liangshan defense line 600 kilometers away.

The rear field airfield there is less than 30 kilometers from the border. Crossing the defense line from there, one can quickly return to Thang Long Province.

With two days left, it's time to take care of those 2000 fighter jets.

Although most of them are unlikely to be deployed to the battlefield due to various reasons such as personnel, logistics, and fuel, it's better to be safe than sorry; taking down some is better than nothing.

The pressure from 2000 fighter jets is too great for our side, and this time he is preparing to give the attacking troops a sense of reassurance.

More than an hour later, Sun Zhiwei's J6 landed at an unnamed field airfield.

He then used the same trick again, easily bypassing Annam's defenses and arriving at Noi Bai Airport three hours later.

A small fire in the logistics and transportation department office yesterday did not have a significant impact on the airport.

An investigation revealed that the fire was caused by a fallen cigarette butt. Since the damage was minor, the airport simply tightened its smoking ban.

He has already determined that there are more than 300 military aircraft of various types stored in the hangars on the west side of Noi Bai Airport.

Airport logistics are located underground on the south side of the airport, where there are six large oil storage tanks containing approximately 12 tons of aviation kerosene.

Annan is currently unable to produce its own aviation fuel. As far as he knows, their domestic aviation kerosene supply is very tight due to limited foreign exchange reserves.

These 120,000 tons of aviation kerosene account for at least half of their total fuel reserves.

They should be targeted for what they lack, and their main focus should be on making things even worse for them.

Sun Zhiwei unceremoniously took away 6% of the fuel from the six large oil storage tanks.

He didn't intend to leave the rest for them; instead, he threw a timed grenade into each oil tank.

Then he drove a jeep, speeding through the south and west of the airport.

He threw one timed hand grenades after another, with the safety engaged, into the avionics bay of every aircraft he saw.

Planting bombs on airplanes requires precise dropping, since hand grenades have limited power.

However, there was no need to be too careful when dropping bombs into the ammunition depot of the military supply depot; he simply dropped more than a dozen bombs into the bomb storage area.

He used spatial manipulation to place timed grenades at an extremely fast speed. By the time he had finished placing all the grenades, the first one he dropped into the oil tank had not yet exploded.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he floored the accelerator and sped out of the southwest gate of the airport.

Before they had gone very far, six oil storage tanks south of the airport exploded simultaneously, sending up a massive burst of flames and the shockwave destroying many nearby buildings.

Before the airport could react, the planes in the hangar also began to explode.

The sound of grenades exploding was like firecrackers, continuously echoing inside the hangar. Each explosion meant the destruction of an aircraft.

Just as the planes in the hangar were almost all destroyed, the bomb section of the ammunition depot exploded.

Numerous aerial bombs were scattered around the area during the explosion and then began to detonate.

After driving for several kilometers, Sun Zhiwei suddenly saw a bright light, followed by a muffled thud. The jeep also shook violently, and the glass in the windows rattled incessantly.

He quickly glanced back and saw a huge mushroom cloud rising from the direction of the airport's ammunition depot. Countless shells flew in all directions like a shower of flowers, and many also flew from his direction.

"Damn it!" At this point, he dared not linger. He pressed down hard on the accelerator, which was already floored, and made the jeep shoot forward at an even faster speed.

(End of this chapter)