Rebirth of the Flying Era

Tut Shaojiang was very ambitious, and in three days he would arrive at the gates of Pontianak.

By then, the rebels who have been making trouble for so long will disappear.

Let's see who dares to say that he got here through nepotism.

Thinking of this, Tute Shaojiang couldn't help but reveal a proud smile on his dark face.

But at this moment, an officer hurriedly came in from outside.

Being interrupted, General Tut frowned, feeling very unhappy.

But after years of training, he finally had some skills. He remained calm on the surface and asked, "What's the matter?"

The officer grimaced.

He had followed Tut for many years and knew what kind of character this man was. If it wasn't really something important, he would not come here to seek bad luck.

He bit the bullet and said: "Your Excellency, an hour ago, the two helicopters that went out for reconnaissance... could not be contacted."

Tut Shaojiang suddenly became serious.

Standing up from the chair, he frowned and said, "Can't contact both planes?"

There is a radio on the helicopter, and I always keep in touch when I go out for reconnaissance.

This sudden loss of contact is obviously abnormal, and the fact that the two helicopters lost contact at the same time cannot be a coincidence.

"Did the plane malfunction due to extreme weather?" Tut Shaojiang thought to himself. Until now, he had not thought about being shot down.

The main reason is that Jiang Dingsheng has been acting too arrogant recently and has no weapons capable of shooting down planes.

Even so, he did not dare to take it lightly and asked again: "Has Major Carter notified you?"

The officer shook his head: "Sir, I will come to you as soon as I receive the news. No one else knows."

Tut Shaojiang was very satisfied with the attitude of his subordinates.

What the heck, Carter, a mere major dared to show off in front of a young man like him, and even pointed his nostrils at someone, it was simply too much!

Although he is disgusted in his heart, Tute Shaojiang still has to rely on the other party. Who wants to have no one under his command~

In any case, destroying the enemy is the top priority now.

Tut Shaojiang went to find Carter in person.

In this small town, there is a rare masonry building.

As soon as Tute Shaojiang came in, he heard the sound of a woman crying.

He immediately frowned and followed the sound, and soon heard a burst of curses like "Fake" and "Bichi".

The front door was open, and Major Carter, like a white-skinned and yellow-furred gorilla, was moving on a dark-skinned young woman.

The woman's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and there was blood on the corner of her mouth. It was obviously not voluntary.

Tut Shaojiang immediately clenched his fists.

This was his compatriot, being ruined by a foreigner. His hand instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

But as soon as he touched the cold handle of the gun, he suddenly woke up.

The whole person was slumped, as if all his strength had been drained, he took a step back, turned around and walked out.

At the same time, he said to the officer accompanying him: "Go and call him out."

The officer had already guessed it, so he was not surprised.

He gave a low response and quickly turned back.

It was not until more than ten minutes later that Major Carter walked out with a satisfied look while fastening his belt, grinning widely and saying: "Hey, Sir Jiang Jun, what do you want from me?"

Although he called Jiang Jun, there was no sign of respect.

Tut endured it and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Major, just now, the two helicopters that went out for reconnaissance lost contact. Those are your subordinates. I think it is necessary to inform you."

Major Carter frowned, but he wasn't too worried: "Lost contact? Maybe there's something wrong with the radio, those damn profiteers from Bell..."

However, after waiting for another hour, Major Carter was no longer calm.

According to convention, after such a long time, both crews should have returned, but now neither crew has returned.

Even so, he didn't think about being shot down.

In his mind, those guerrillas had no chance of shooting down a helicopter.

He immediately said: "Mr. Shaojiang, don't worry, there may be a malfunction. This kind of situation often happens in Yuenan. I'll let others look for it."

Tute Shaojiang frowned, vaguely feeling that things were not that simple, but unfortunately it concerned the Meguo people, and he had no way to make the decision, so he could only nodded.

After a while, with a burst of movement, two more helicopters took off and searched in the direction of Pontianak...

At this time, come to Du Fei's side.

Everyone returned to the headquarters, and the atmosphere was rare.

Being able to shoot down two enemy helicopters this time was a rare victory recently.

Previously, the guerrillas had long hated these helicopters.

They bullied the guerrillas into having no air defense, conducted unscrupulous reconnaissance, and often fired from low altitudes.

Machine gun bullets thicker than fingers hit people, and they are torn into pieces with one shot. The scene is extremely tragic.

In the hearts of the guerrillas, in addition to hatred and deep fear of helicopters.

This time, two helicopters were shot down in succession, which greatly eliminated this fear and boosted morale.

As soon as Lin Tiansheng entered the house, he came to the map and looked at it carefully for a while.

At this time, a signal soldier suddenly ran in: "Report! The reconnaissance team in front sent back news that two more enemy helicopters were flying towards us."

Among the equipment Jiang Dingsheng ordered last time, in addition to important weapons and ammunition, there were also several portable radios.

As soon as Lin Tiansheng arrived, he equipped the reconnaissance team and sent back the most timely information directly from the front.

When Pu Zhe heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "The tactics of adding fuel to the fire, you really don't take us seriously!"

Du Fei also smiled and said: "I probably haven't realized it yet. I don't know we have anti-aircraft missiles."

Then he looked at Lin Tiansheng: "Brother Lin, what should we do this time?"

Lin Tiansheng said: "Fight down one of them and leave one for them to go back and deliver the message."

Pu Zhe couldn't help but laugh and said: "Old Lin, you want to make a fuss about these old American pilots?"

Lin Tiansheng nodded naturally.

No matter why these beautiful people appear here, they are not worthy of publicity.

And those helicopters, do you think it would give someone a headache if they were poked out...

More than half an hour later, over Pontianak.

A third helicopter was shot down.

The remaining lucky one immediately turned around and fled in panic.

Then he quickly reported to the rear via radio.

In an instant, Tut Shaojiang and Major Carter were both stunned.

Shot down!

All three helicopters were shot down!

And it has been confirmed that the other party used anti-aircraft missiles.

Major Carter turned pale instantly.

They are not on a mission here. Strictly speaking, they will not get any pension if they die here.

How should he explain this when he goes back?

Thinking of these, Major Carter's head was buzzing.

A string of expletives came out of his mouth in frustration.

They are here just to make money, why is it like this?

At this moment, he even thought of a military court.

"Major? Mr. Major?" Tut Shaojiang called twice, no longer gloating about his misfortune.

After all, those three helicopters were his, obtained in exchange for the conditions of the Pontianak garrison, and he couldn't figure out where the guerrillas got their anti-aircraft missiles from.

An ominous feeling inadvertently climbed into the hearts of the two people...

Two weeks later.

Inside a tea restaurant in Xiangjiang.

Du Fei held an egg dumpling with chopsticks and was putting it into his mouth.

He just arrived in Xiangjiang by boat from Pontianak yesterday and was asked out early this morning.

The person sitting opposite Dufy was none other than his old friend, George Bush.

Du Fei swallowed the egg dumplings and looked at the opposite side with a smile: "George, why don't you eat it? Doesn't it taste good?"

Bush smiled helplessly: "Du, you know, this is not a matter of taste."

Du Fei picked up a barbecued pork bun while minding his own business.

Of course he knew what Bush was referring to.

Half a month ago, he arrived in Kalimantan with Lin Tiansheng and Pu Zhe, and used the information gap to not only shoot down three helicopters, but also annihilated more than 5,000 Tut Shaojiang's vanguard troops outside Pontianak.

In this battle, Lin Tiansheng showed a high degree of tactical literacy. From selecting terrain, to deploying troops, to defeating the enemy, he pursued, encircled and annihilated everything in one go.

More importantly, he did not use those 3,500 people as the main force, but as the total reserve team.

Most of the people fighting on the front line were still Jiang Dingsheng's original team, and only more than 500 people were deployed to serve as "sharp knives."

The fifteen tanks were not used, and they were just engaged in positional warfare, with defensive counterattacks interspersed with encirclement.

Chen Zhengwei followed Lin Tiansheng throughout the whole process. When he went to the hospital to see Jiang Dingsheng afterwards, he couldn't help but sigh that some people's talents are really born in their mother's womb.

He had been fighting with Jiang Dingsheng for many years and thought he had rich fighting experience.

But compared with others, they are simply a poor bunch.

To say that Lin Tiansheng has many dazzling operations, there are actually none.

It is a kind of grasp of scale.

When to relax, when to tighten, and when to deploy reserves, there are no specific standards on the complex battlefield.

It all depends on the commander’s personal feeling.

Lin was born with the talent to make the most appropriate decisions at the right time.

On the battlefield, it's hard to say how high Lin Tiansheng's upper limit is, but the lower limit is certainly not low.

He just led a group of ragtag men with low morale and little formal training to defeat the well-equipped and high-morale government army.

It was not until the end that the Silla soldiers who were serving as reserve troops were allowed to leave and carry out the mission of pursuit, encirclement and annihilation.

After the battle, Tut Shaojiang's 5,000 vanguard troops finally escaped with less than 300 people.

Others were either killed or taken prisoner.

In comparison, Tut Shaojiang's mediocrity is fully demonstrated.

The vanguard force was less than thirty kilometers away from his main force, and it would take less than two hours for the rapid march to reach the battlefield.

Even if it takes a long time, it should be there in three or four hours.

But at this time Tute Shaojiang inexplicably chose to wait and see, feeling that the number and equipment of the vanguard were sufficient.

He also planned to let the main force recharge his batteries and kill them directly the next day.

By the time Lin Tiansheng's side has been fighting for a day, he will be at the end of his strength. When his main force arrives, he will definitely collapse at the first touch.

Unexpectedly, before the afternoon, the front line was defeated.

Faced with this situation, Tute Shaojiang instantly changed from arrogant to panicked.

Fearing that they would be taken advantage of and killed, they actually ordered the main force to retreat and join the reserve team behind.

If Lin Tiansheng hadn't stopped in time and didn't want to eliminate him all at once, he would have directly dispatched tanks at this time, and a single charge would have dispersed the ten thousand people.

If the time comes to divide and encircle him, not to mention wiping out his entire army in a single battle, he will be completely devastated.

That's not all. After the rendezvous, Tut Shaojiang was still in shock.

After waiting for another day, I learned that the five thousand people in front had been wiped out. The hundreds of soldiers and officers who escaped had exaggerated the enemy's strength, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

In their mouths, the more than 7,000 people Lin Tianshuo used suddenly doubled several times, becoming at least 30,000 or even 40,000.

Tut Shaojiang really believed it.

In his opinion, if there were not so many people, it would be impossible to kill the vanguard of 5,000 people in just a few hours.

That was encirclement and annihilation, not defeat.

Then he came to the conclusion that this was a conspiracy, a plan to lure his main force to the city of Pontianak to encircle and annihilate him!

Fortunately he 'discovered it in time', otherwise he would have been fooled!

Tut Shaojiang imagined a big conspiracy and immediately led his troops to retreat southward.

They retreated hundreds of kilometers in one breath, and only stopped to build a defensive line when they were almost in Central Kalimantan.

He also sent a telegram to Yajiada asking for reinforcements.

At that time, Suharto was completely confused.

When did the guerrillas in Kalimantan develop so fast!

At the same time, several versions of the legend about Lin Tiansheng spread in Pontianak.

Some say that Lin Tiansheng is a branch of the Nanyang Lin family, others say that he is a son of a local Chinese, a genius commander, and the hero who saved Pontianak...

Although there are different versions, one thing is that after this battle, Lin Tiansheng, whose pseudonym was "Lin Tian", completely lost his name.

Whether you believe these rumors or not, at least everyone knows about this person.

As for Du Fei, he did not stay in Pontianak much after the battle.

He is different from Lin Tiansheng and Pu Zhe.

Lin Tiansheng and Pu Zhe will be staying here for a long time.

Especially Lin Tiansheng, he really wants to create a career here.

Du Fei came here not only to see off Lin Tiansheng, but also to collect money.

The equipment Jiang Dingsheng bought last time did not include tanks.

Based on the price of US$500,000 each, the total price of the first batch of fifteen tanks shipped is US$7.5 million.

Brothers, let’s settle the score clearly.

These tanks are not given for free, otherwise Du Fei would not be able to plug such a big hole.

What's more, Jiang Dingsheng made a fortune when he occupied Pontianak last time, at least more than 60 million US dollars.

He only took out half before, but this time he took out the remaining half.

In exchange, Jiang Dingsheng's son and two nephews were brought back to the country by Du Fei.

These three children are all close to adulthood. After arriving, they went directly to Sijiazhuang Military Academy and returned to Lin Tiansheng two years later.

After Jiang Dingsheng recovered from his injury, he went to take charge of logistics and fully supported Lin Tiansheng.

The two parties reached cooperation in this way.

At the same time, the Lin family in Java finally sent someone over...

At this point, Lin Tiansheng's hand of cards has been drawn. What he can do next depends on his ability.

There is no need for Du Fei to accompany him anymore.

Depart from Pontianak by boat and return to Xiangjiang.

But as soon as he got off the boat, he learned from Zhou Peng that Bush was contacting him.

Seeing Du Fei eating a bun in two mouthfuls, Bush simply said straight to the point: "The anti-aircraft missiles of the Kalimantan guerrillas belong to you~"

Du Fei had already guessed that this was what he was doing, so he simply admitted: "Yes, I heard that he shot down your helicopter?"

Bush was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Du Fei to be so happy.

Then he realized that he was confident!

The implication is that what I sell is what you can do.

But that was not what Bush was concerned about. He immediately asked: "Where are the pilots? How many more are there?"

Du Fei smiled and answered all questions: "Three planes, a total of twelve people, and there are still seven alive now."

Bush breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was still alive.

After confirming the most critical information, he was no longer in a hurry.

He also picked up his chopsticks and started eating. While eating, he said, "Du, you are making me very embarrassed~"

Du Fei said "Yes": "Why are you so embarrassed?"

Bush said: "The Navy is very angry about this matter and is clamoring to pursue it..."

Du Fei curled his lips and said: "What are you pursuing? Just because they give Suharto equipment?"

At this point, Du Fei's smile faded and he looked at Bush across from him with a calm expression: "George, we have a saying that I don't know if you have heard of, blocking someone's way of making money is like killing your parents."

Bush was shocked and immediately said, "I didn't mean that."

Du Fei also laughed: "That's right~ You earn what's yours, and I'll earn what's mine. After all... it's better to sell these things to ink pads than give them to North Vietnam. George, don't you think so?"

Bush laughed dryly.

Du Fei meant, don't transport all the moths on the sea, otherwise they will all be given to Yue Nan.

Although Du Fei's stuff is just a drop in the bucket in Yuenan, it is of no use at all.

If someone else had said this, Bush would have just smiled and passed away.

But Du Fei said that he did not dare to neglect.

Not long ago, Africa's ClA confirmed that Cardano in Libya had obtained at least six medium-range ballistic missiles.

If the range is 2,000 kilometers, the strike radius already covers most of Europe.

At first they subconsciously thought it was the goose, but after further investigation, they suddenly discovered that it was not the goose.

These missiles were actually sold from Du Fei in the name of "firefighting equipment."

If Du Fei gets anxious and gives North Vietnam a few of these "firefighting equipment", who can bear it?

Although this possibility is very small, there is no need to take risks for irrelevant things.

What Bush is really concerned about is Hua Xia's attitude in Nanyang.

This is what the Bush family and even General Nicolson care about.

Bush expressed his concerns in subtle ways.

Du Fei couldn't help but laugh: "George, are you kidding? You have been in the capital for so long, you should understand our current situation. Do you think we are capable of expanding in Nanyang?"

Bush smiled.

Du Fei took a sip of preserved egg porridge and continued: "I can tell you clearly that it's not that complicated at all. We just want to make some money and relieve domestic pressure. Whether it's Libya or Kalimantan, it's just business. Behavior, one hand of money, one hand of goods, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Bush's eyes flashed, unsure of how true or false Du Fei's words were.

He tried: "Then if... I mean if, I ask you to stop supporting Kalimantan..."

Du Fei smiled meaningfully and wrote lightly: "Yes, but after the guerrillas over there captured Pontianak, they bought a total of 60 million US dollars of fire-fighting equipment from me twice..."

Bush rolled his eyes speechlessly, thinking to himself, could you please forget about the firefighting equipment?

Du Fei said hey: "Such a high-quality customer wants me to terminate the contract immediately. Do you have to give me some compensation? Isn't this reasonable in your country?"

Bush choked, and as soon as he heard Du Fei's offer of $60 million, he knew something was up to him.

She simply didn't give him a chance to continue, and said directly: "I just said it, but I didn't mean anything else."

Du Fei pretended to be disappointed: "That's a pity."

Bush was made to laugh and cry: "Du, if you were born in Meguo, you would definitely be a successful capitalist."

Du Fei said: "Should I take this as a compliment?"

Bush said, "Of course, what's the problem?"

Du Fei said: "George, I don't mean to offend. But in your eyes, capitalists are synonymous with wisdom, calmness, enterprising, and struggle. However, here, capitalists are greedy, vicious, and people who get something for nothing."

Bush didn't know what to say.

Du Fei chuckled and said, "Anyway, thank you for the compliment, but there are fundamental differences between me and those capitalists."

Bush raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's the difference?"

Du Fei said seriously: "The ultimate goal of everything they do is to accumulate capital, and they are slaves of capital. But I am different. I do not long for capital. Capital is just a tool to achieve my purpose."

Bush frowned: "What goal."

Du Fei said: "Liberate the people of the world, eliminate all exploitation, and realize socialism."

Bush looked at Du Fei in a daze.

Du Fei also looked at him, and the two of them suddenly laughed at the same time, and the laughter got louder and louder.

Everyone in the tea restaurant looked over.

The two of them remained silent until they had laughed enough.

Bush had some time to spare and once again mentioned the captured pilots.

"Du, I know you must have a way. Can you let those young men go home?"

Du Fei picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to pick up a piece of snack. He avoided Bush's gaze and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

These captured flights were not innocent.

According to their explanation, it was agreed at the beginning that they would only fly helicopters for reconnaissance and would not participate in the battle.

However, in order to pay Tute Shaojiang a "firing fee" of 10,000 US dollars, they relied on their air superiority and often used machine guns to shoot at the ground.

Unknown how many guerrilla fighters died under their guns.

A group of executioners with their hands stained with blood, what qualifications do they have to go home?

Just because they are Meguo people?

Yes, just because they are Meguo people, the reality is so cruel.

When Du Fei picked up the snack and raised his head again, all negative emotions had been covered up.

"Of course~" Du Fei said with a smile: "I met them in Pontianak. The youngest is only 21 years old. His life has just begun. If he hadn't come to Nanyang, he might still be drinking, picking up girls, and singing rock music... He really shouldn't die to stay away. My hometown is more than fourteen thousand kilometers away."

Bush was embarrassed.

I could hear Du Fei deliberately emphasizing "fourteen thousand kilometers" with a hint of sarcasm.