Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 43 East Veteran, Depart Geninea
The day of departure came quickly, and Kuhn came to Bogo Village by car, and Xia Yu was not allowed to go back to the camp.

"I knew it, you definitely have a good product here, this is a modern improved version of the T-64!"

Kuhn, the weasel in the parking lot, didn't even look at it, and came here directly.

"That's right, it's the main force to fight against the Osa infantry battalion. Those armored vehicles and transport vehicles are all shot one by one."

After this car, they must go to Panaka together, and Xia Yu didn't hide it from Kuhn.

"She's so beautiful. My father used to drive a T-72. At the time, people in Yanlian couldn't hold back the T-64."

Kuhn took out his mobile phone and found a photo of his father with Tank.

In the photo, the youthful version of Kuhn is wearing a tank cap, leaning on the T-72 and smiling shyly.

It turned out to be Dongdong veterans, maybe the last batch, disrespectful and disrespectful.

"We'll sell everything later on. Half of the armament in Afika is from the Soviet Union. Who wouldn't like it if it's cheap and easy to use!"

The baby salesman Tian didn't feel bad, tanks, armored vehicles, and helicopters were on sale in tears, and the more you bought, the more you got.

Xia Yu was mainly not born in that era, otherwise the arms business would have been more promising than military contracting back then, can you exchange planes for cans, can you believe it?
Kuhn nodded in agreement. Their domestic products are too expensive, and there are few equipments in various countries, and there are few actual combat ones.

He came here, apart from the high training fee, just to see if the Weasel could fight.

"Although Hans drives the Leopard 2, this 125mm tank gun can't stop him."

Kuhn has confidence in his friend, and Xia Yu said that he has to see it to know.

"Then let's go, go early and return early."

After locking the gate of the parking lot, the Mi-24V on the tarmac also completed the warm-up.

Xiayu, Kuhn, and Duomi were the only ones on this trip, each with only one backpack.

The main weapons are all on the helicopter, and the only thing I carry with me is a pistol. After all, this trip is going abroad.

The straight-line distance between Guoguo and Genea is more than 3000 kilometers, and it has to stop at least 2 times for refueling along the way.

The passenger plane may be faster, but it takes at least ten hours to drive to the mine where the other party is located.

In Afica, as long as you leave the capital with the highest degree of modernization, a helicopter that ignores terrain and roads is the best solution for your travel.

Xiayu is equipped with Mi-24V, and the priority of transportation is higher than that of combat.

In addition, this is also the facade of business negotiations.

Domestic contracting projects rely on luxury cars to demonstrate their strength, and Mi-24 is more useful than luxury cars when negotiating PMC contracts in Afika.

When driving the helicopter into the air, the landing gear on the belly is automatically retracted.

The easiest way to distinguish whether the Hind is the original Mi-24 for self-use or the Mi-35 for export is to see if the landing gear can be retracted. The Mi-35 cannot retract the landing gear, and the tail rotor blade also needs one more piece.

Xia Yu still likes the feeling of being able to retract and deploy freely, and it would be even better if there is a large central control screen.

Flying along the coastline, it soon entered the territorial waters of the neighboring country, Keppong, and then plunged into the vast sea.

The straight line between two points is the shortest, and crossing the Genine Bay can save a lot of distance.

There is not enough fuel, and there is Sao Tome Island on the way to resupply. The scenery of the island far away from the mainland of Afika is still good, but the price of aviation kerosene is a bit expensive, and it costs Xiayu 3000 dollars to fill it up.

Island countries are like this. Everything has to be shipped in from outside, not to mention the frequent pirate attacks in Gennea Bay, which will increase the cost of maritime transportation.

"Domi, are you ready?"

After taking off again, Xia Yu contacted Duomi in the back cabin by radio.

"Yes, sir!"

"Then let's get started!"

Xia Yu lowered the flight altitude, while Kuhn was at a loss as he watched Domi open the hatch and threw an orange bag down.

"Bang~~"

The bag exploded in the water and inflated, and soon became an unpowered life raft.

This is a good thing that Xia Yu scavenged from an old yacht, because it has exceeded the useful life of seven or eight years, and it just happens to be used as a target ship for his waste recycling.

You sweat more in normal times and bleed less in wartime. This trip is also a good opportunity for military training.

Duomi quickly opened the storage box in the corner of the cabin, the gun mount was fixed with bolts, and the high-flat dual-purpose heavy machine of the same model as the T-64 leaned out of the cabin, turning into a bow-shooting killer.

"Prepare before shooting!"

Safety hooking himself, Domi reported into the radio with the bullet loaded.

"shooting!"

Xia Yu drove the plane half a circle around the side of the target ship.

"Boom~boom~boom~~"

The bullet of the first shuttle hit the right side of the target, stirring up a column of water.

Duomi quickly corrected the trajectory and poured all the remaining bullets on the target ship.

"It's crazy too."

Kuhn couldn't even hear what he said.

Who would have thought that a wildlife protection helicopter that is harmless to humans and animals can unleash such firepower.

No, this is just the most basic self-defense firepower, and the real ground attack kit has not been installed yet!
After firing two 50-round ammunition chains, the poor target ship was fired and sank to the bottom. Xia Yu nodded in satisfaction. Duomi's marksmanship was still as sharp as ever.

He is an orderly in non-combat times, a co-pilot when he gets on the vehicle, and a precision shooter when he gets off the vehicle in wartime. Except for a little "airsickness", he is impeccable.

Xia Yu flew as smoothly as possible, and Domi closed the hatch to maintain the firearms. Kuhn also came to help.

It never occurred to him that even if Xia Yu was good, the little black employee beside him was also a good one.

No wonder such a small team can destroy a regular battalion. Coupled with Hans' superb artillery skills, they may be able to accept the brigade-based contract.

Of course, it is the outdated downsizing brigade of Afika, which is not comparable to the regular regiments of ordinary countries.

Persimmons must be picked soft, and the price must be higher.

Although Xia Yu has just entered the PMC business, he has no teacher to learn the survival philosophy in the circle.

Then the flight was dull, and the three of them finally arrived in Jonah before the fuel gauge bottomed out, and it was just dark at the moment.

After filling up the oil and resting on the spot for a night, they arrived at the Pengbauxite Mine in eastern Genea before noon the next day.

Flying for more than ten hours without stunts is fine for the young Duomi, Xia Yu and Kuhn who have served in the armored forces.

Hans’ side is not so good. Two days ago, he received an email from Kuhn saying that he wanted to come to him. He said that he would ask for leave and drive to the airport to pick him up, but they said no, they just asked for the GPS coordinates of the mine. .

Coordinates alone are not enough, many roads are impassable, and cars cannot drive in without a guide.

There was no response to the reminder email, and then he waited until the Mi-24 helicopter belonging to the Guo Wildlife Conservation Association.

This, this is too cool!

In the mine, he hunted wild boars when he was on vacation, or roasted pork and made sausages when he was at work.

It has been a long time since militants have visited their mines, and life has gradually become boring.

So, is the sergeant going to fly with him?
No, someone else took him to fly.

"Hans, do you want to change your job? Mr. Sherlock urgently needs a senior gunner. I recommend you to him."

Kuhn introduced the man who jumped out of the Mi-24 cockpit to Hans.

With Dongya's appearance, his eyes were sharp and full of confidence, and he looked at him with probing eyes without flinching at all.

This is a powerful man, the subconscious tells himself, and he needs the best gunner.

"Hello, Mr. Sherlock."

Hans reached out his hands and held Xia Yu's right hand together.

(End of this chapter)