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

Chapter 573: End, End, European Business

Without the boss's personal care, the service life is also meaningful.

After this deployment of the Jellyfish is completed, we will go back and replace all the necessary equipment with new ones.

"Boom~boom~boom~~"

In the second half of the death march, laser-guided shells fell one after another among the crowd. Only then did the militants realize with surprise that the shells were fired from right in front of them.

"We can't go forward, nor can we retreat. Let's run to the wings!"

After knowing that going to Xisai was a dead end, even without the leader's order, many middle and grassroots leaders had no choice but to take a new path with their men.

This compromise came a little late. The number of the Jumali youth team had dropped to more than a thousand. In less than two days and nights, they lost nearly a thousand people.

"Humph, you want to escape? Keep the howitzer position unchanged, and move the mortar and airborne rocket launcher positions to the two wings. Keep bombarding them hard."

After finishing the last round of the day, Xia Yu returned to the camp and said while looking at the screen.

In the footage sent back by the drone, the remnants of the Jumali Youth Team fled to both wings after cooking. They had already noticed the artillery fire blockade in front of them.

However, this was of no use. They were just trying to catch a dead horse, but the concentrated fire defense had heavy transport helicopters that could be deployed quickly.

Not to mention mortars and airborne rocket launchers, even howitzers can be pulled up and moved, but the range is sufficient, so there is no need to mess around.

"Yes, boss!"

"Wow~Wow~~"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the Sea Knights Squadron, carrying ammunition supplies, once again flew out of the camp and moved five artillery units to the new position.

The artillery fire cannot stop during the period without air support. The sudden drop of shells can tire the enemy to the greatest extent and destroy their already limited will.

"Dong~~"

In the titanium alloy barrel, the exploding modular propellant pushed the 120mm mortar into the night sky.

"Ermao is quite good at doing business. For $40, you can write a blessing on the mortar, and you can get a 8.7% discount if you buy two at a time."

After firing this shot, the mortar crew, who had been transferred from the tank crew, took out a cigarette, lit it with the hot barrel, and started bragging.

"It's okay to swipe the rockets, but I didn't expect that they had internet access and could broadcast live on the battlefield. I heard they used Starlink."

Starlink fire defense is also used, but it is limited to use in camps during medium and long-term deployment. After all, the package price is really cheap.

But when it comes to combat, dedicated encrypted satellite channels are used.

"What about Da Mao? Don't they make money from this?"

"They can't live stream, so it's hard to compete with them with just photos and videos!"

The value of traffic is reflected at this moment, but this is strictly prohibited in Jihuo Defense. The only museum under Xia Yu that has live broadcasts.

The military tourism industry is originally entertainment-oriented, and live streaming is a good way to expand its influence. It is too unprofessional for PMC to do this.

All video data of Jihuo Defense will only be provided to the party in need, except for its own backup. The management is very strict.

"The next round of bombardment will be in an hour. Please draw or write anything on these 20 MH-1705 rounds!"

After finishing a cigarette, the temporary artillery squad leader spoke.

They write and draw not for money, but because you have to find something to do on the battlefield.

The good ones on the blackboard were drawn, and those who didn’t have artistic talent wrote. There were Chinese and French words, and they all expressed their passion for the Jumali Youth Team.

"Dong~~"

An hour later, the sound of artillery fire rang out again.

The extremely exhausted militants huddled up their bodies and did not move even when the shells exploded very close to them. They just died and considered it bad luck.

But there is no point in giving up, as a mortar position can only fire a basic number of 120 shells in one night.

After daybreak, the drones launched the first wave of attacks, until the Fighting Falcon Squadron launched bombing in the morning, the Hind Squadron launched several rounds of strikes in the afternoon, and the ground forces then surrounded and intercepted them.

This continued for several days, and the number of members of the Jumali youth team further dropped to less than 500.

It's time to wipe them out once and for all and end this deployment.

On this day, the entire army launched a concentrated defense attack, and the village protection team rushed forward to launch a final attack on the remnants of the defeated army who were driven into the encirclement.

"Da~da~da~~"

Compared with the fierce firepower of the village protection team members with 10 magazines, the militants who had thrown away their weapons and armor and had only one magazine left on their guns were completely unable to fight back.

"咻~咻~咻~~"

The RPG shooters next to them were not to be outdone, and they fired their slender pencils at the opposite side as if they were free.

How to say it, most of the Soviet individual equipment for concentrated fire defense is really free, and there are tens of thousands of OG-7V anti-personnel high-explosive fragmentation grenades.

If you don't get rid of it now, it will expire if you keep it in your hand.

When the Cold War branch officially opens next year, you can shoot as many shots as you want for $200 a shot.

Of course, before the tourists, it was definitely the remnants of the Jumali Youth Team and the animals in the Dongfei Forest who felt its power the most.

A single shot is fine, but I can’t stand it if it keeps coming one after another.

Because of the large number of them, there were always fragments hitting their heads, but they didn't even have a helmet or a bulletproof vest.

The Sokok's owl-billed shrew, golden-rumped elephant-nosed shrew, and Sokok's parrot were all trembling in fear. Humans were so scary.

"Come on~~"

"Sudden~sudden~sudden~~"

The big black man with muscles all over his body was holding a PKM and firing wildly. The backpack-type ammunition box behind him was filled with 500 rounds of 7.62×54mm machine gun bullets, which could fully ensure the continuity of firepower.

Slavia has its own Superman, and Afika must also have its own Superman.

This airborne platoon of the village protection team, with absolutely overflowing firepower, quickly broke into the position of the Jumari Youth Team and eliminated all visible militants in sight.

But then again, which village's insurance team has an airborne platoon organization?

Bogo Village!

In addition to the airborne platoon, there is also an airborne company!
There are so many transport helicopters of Jihuo Defense and those military transport planes of Jihuo Air Transport Company. They cannot be wasted!

The combat employees of the front-line forces are aligned with amphibious and mechanized standards, while the second-line village protection teams develop differentiated combat and logistical support.

In Xiayu's business map, a large number of overseas workers will be recruited in the future.

This not only provides a job for talented people who have no place to use their skills, but also solves the problem of surplus labor.

On a deeper level, this also means that Jihuo Defense will fully enter the security business and will be short of manpower in the short term.

This is also what Abdi expected before his death.

“He is Abdi?”

That evening, a soldier from the village protection team unzipped the body bag for Xia Yu, revealing a middle-aged black man.

"It was him. He committed suicide a few days ago. His men buried his body on the spot, but we dug it out again."

Lao Ke spoke.

As the leader of the Jamali youth team, he is not hated by the people of Magna as much as Malim, but he is also worth 1000 million US dollars. How can we not dig him out?

"It's all stinky. Put some more ice cubes and arrange the next helicopter to send it directly back to Kenni Ya. We are about to withdraw." Xia Yu gave the order.

Jumali left the remaining parts to the village protection team to clean up, and he returned to Guo with the main force.

"Yes, boss!"

In just over five months, the deployment in Jumali, which lasted less than half a year, was completed, and Xia Yu returned to his loyal Kongluga.

After only two days of rest, he flew to Europe on the Sherlock.

On the plane, the three little ones were playing and laughing. They preferred the Il-76MF to fly rather than stay still.

Shuke, who was still in Dorothea's arms, was watching anxiously, wishing he could join in.

This time they were going back to Germany. There were a lot of empty aprons in the aircraft graveyard in Kidar, so Xia Yu had to buy some more to stockpile.

The next step is to discuss the use of another batch of aircraft.

It is said that the civil aviation industry has gradually emerged from the shadow of the black swan event, but the war in Eastern Europe has cast another shadow on it.

War will inevitably bring sanctions. Except for a few wealthy people who are super VIPs of the Afika War Museum, the yachts of many oligarchs in Russia have been seized, and the same goes for their planes.

Whether private or public.

Similarly, Russia has also detained a number of passenger planes, but the lack of vulnerable parts will gradually cause their Boeing and Airbus fleets to come to a standstill.

These are all things that happened later. What just happened was that Germany seized three An-3s from Russia and Canada also seized one.

The most abstract one is the one from Canada. It took off on the third day after the war. Isn't it obvious that it was a cargo flight with no return trip?

But they took off and landed, and then were dunked again smoothly.

There was no point in just confiscating it, as no one in Canada could fly this thing, so they found a crew from Ermao and flew it to Germany, forming a Ruslan squadron of four An-4s.

Hand it over to Tungkol Lan for operation?
The Antonov airfield had been destroyed, and the remaining An-124s of Ermao were all high-value targets, worthy of a missile attack.

So they couldn't operate it until the Jihuo Air Transport Company, which had previously wet-leased the An-225 and had a Ruslan squadron of three An-3s, came on the scene.

Yes, these four seized An-4s will be temporarily handed over to Xia Yu for operation, and the profits will be split in half.

By the way, during this trip to Germany, he can also discuss how to arrange the An-225.

"That's the thing, Alexei. I am not qualified to handle these transport planes, but I will ensure their condition until the day the war ends."

Xia Yu was on the plane making a phone call and chatting with an old friend.

When doing business, it is important not to offend anyone.

"Sherlock, what I can understand is that the civil aviation airliner hopes that we can further deepen our cooperation in the future."

Alexei spoke up.

Originally, I did not understand why Jihuo Defense opened an aircraft graveyard and an aircraft dismantling factory, and I thought that Xia Yu’s business was too diverse. Who would have thought that it would now become a life-saving straw.

"Just in the area of ​​civil aviation? I think we can cooperate on your business."

Xia Yu said with profound meaning.

The other side has no shortage of 152mm shells now, but it will be too late to find them when they are short of them. It would be easier to cooperate with us later if we mention it now.

"My old business? For a long time in the future, my old business will be out of business. I have to change from a seller to a buyer."

Alexei said with a wry smile.

The production capacity and inventory of various weapons, equipment and ammunition must be used on the front line. He felt that he might have changed from an arms dealer to an importer.

By then, we will be looking for Soviet ammunition all over the world. After all, the production capacity is increasing too slowly, and we will have to buy spot goods at the critical moment.

"That's easy for you to say. I'll give you a discount then."

Xia Yu said with great responsibility.

The most abundant thing in Afika is Soviet ammunition. He has stockpiled a lot of it along the way from the concentrated fire defense, and he has not yet cleared out the inventory.

Didn’t he catch the opportunity this time? He sold all he could. With the high profit margin, he could print out a batch and mix them together for shipment, making a huge profit.

When Xia Yu hung up the phone, the Sherlock also entered German territory.

After landing, we took a car back to the European branch.

Over the past few years, the whole family has lived in this castle for no more than a month. This time, they can stay here for two weeks to relax their tense nerves.

However, what Xia Yu misses most is the self-built house in his hometown. Since the black swan incident, he has not been back for several years.

Hopefully, everything will be over before the Cold War branch officially opens!
The wood in the fireplace crackled, and Xia Yu's thoughts suddenly went back to his childhood.

At that time, straw was used to burn on the earthen stove for cooking, and wood was only used for stewing. The area in front of the stove was the warmest place in the cold and damp winter.

When it is placed abroad, it suddenly becomes a living room and loses that sense of privacy.

"Dad, let's go hunting. I want to eat ostrich meat."

Xiao Yuzi said, pointing to the antique shotgun hanging on the fireplace.

When he heard his uncle say there were ostriches nearby, he suddenly became energetic.

"Okay, I've been craving them for a few years, but never had the time. This time I finally got the chance."

Xia Yu agreed immediately.

Afika had more ostriches, but he was so busy beating people that he had no time for hunting.

The Europeans seemed to relax when they came here, and it was nice to fulfill their old wishes.

…………

"Bang~~"

Xia Yu pulled the trigger of the M30 in his hand, and a 9.3×74mmR rifle bullet flew past the forehead of a large American rhea.

The frightened ostrich spread its wings and ran away, but the next second:
"Bang~~"

Liv also fired a big bullet from the Whitworth rifle in her hand, accurately shooting the ostrich in the head while it was moving.

"Oh, mommy hit it, mommy hit it."

Little Youzi, who can’t play with the big gun, also participated very much and brought his younger brothers and sisters to celebrate for his mother. But this hurt his father’s heart a little!

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

The brother-in-law next to him spoke with the tone of an experienced person, then stepped on the accelerator of the all-terrain vehicle and went over to carry the ostrich.

When my sister was young, she was good at hunting pheasants and wild ducks. Now that she has grown up and become a parent, she is still as good at hunting ostriches.

He was able to defeat Xia Yu, a part-time sniper with a lot of practical experience. I have to admire him!
This is probably talent, which we can't learn.

Except for Shuke who is still drinking milk, one young Greater American Rhea is enough to feed the family of nine for several meals.

The extra ones can be used to invite guests from far away to taste some.

The Germans, Lord Gana, and Tung Kelan all came to discuss the arrangements for the transport planes that did not belong to them.

With the temporary addition of these four An-4s and the only An-124, the little-known Jihuo Air Transport Company suddenly became the world's largest private air transport company.

(End of this chapter)