I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar.

Chapter 580 Backup Plan
"Nighthawk has arrived at the scheduled launch location and is currently undergoing equipment installation and parameter calibration."

"Suhail has just massacred the People's Palace and launched an internal purge."

"Assad has announced a government reshuffle, halting discussions on lifting the state of emergency."

"The national emergency will be further strengthened - but that's not the point."

"The missile launch system in Homs is already aimed at Gillis and is ready to fire at any time."

"It is progressing smoothly and no signs of external interference have been monitored so far."

"It's very peaceful here."

"There is no interference from any armed elements, no unexpected situations, and the Sudanese support personnel are already in place. It is expected that in half an hour, we will arrive at the designated evacuation point and begin to evacuate towards Khartoum."

"To be honest, I think things went a little too smoothly. Did the Americans really have no reaction at all?"

In the truck, Li Bang asked with a little concern while checking the weapons in his hands.

Chen Chen, who was sitting next to him, shook his head and replied:

"If you ask me that, I have nothing to answer."

"Theoretically, we are in a sovereign country that has not engaged in any foreign wars, and the current situation is normal."

"I can only say that we have been disgusted by the Americans for too long, so we feel that the ease we feel now is abnormal."

"But we still can't let our guard down."

"It's not over yet - or rather, it hasn't really started yet."

"The moment the missile is actually launched is the most dangerous moment."

"Continue to maintain contact with the front and rear, and confirm the movement of the Soviet-Egyptian border every 10 minutes."

"The Sudanese government has deployed air defense radars on the northern border. Even if they cannot lock onto the fighter jets taking off from Egypt, they should at least notify us as soon as they discover them."

"Otherwise, we won't even have a chance to escape."

"It would be funny if someone was suffocated to death in the car by a missile."

"clear."

Li Bang nodded solemnly, while Chen Chen took a deep breath and looked into the deep darkness in the distance.

Just as Li Bang said, everything has been going too smoothly so far.

No interception, no harassment, no fighting.

Entering Sudan is like entering an orderly "paradise".

But the question is, how can this be paradise?
The political environment here is more complicated than Syria, the military execution here is weaker than Pubei, and the degree of infiltration by NATO and the United States is comparable to that of island countries and South Korea. It is normal to have accidents. The calmness makes Chen Chen feel that there are greater dangers waiting for him ahead.

The biggest problem he faces is that he doesn't even know where the danger will come from or in what form it will appear.

The truck continued to move forward, and Chen Chen also received the latest information from Li Bang.

"There are no unusual movements at the Egyptian border. The Sudanese quick reaction force at the evacuation point is ready to receive us. The ships are already in place. The passenger planes at Khartoum Airport are ready to take off at any time."

"The Syrian government forces have launched a full-scale offensive against Raqqa and Azaz, and the fighting is very fierce."

"They will provide cover for the missile launch and are expected to be launched synchronously after receiving the signal from the Russian side."

"6 km from the evacuation point, the vehicle speed has slowed down, and it is expected to arrive in 15 minutes."

"The reconnaissance team ahead has not found any abnormalities for the time being. Do you want to continue moving forward?"

After Li Bang finished speaking, Chen Chen thought for a moment and then said:

"The reconnaissance team continues to move forward. We are preparing to disembark."

"Allow us to use one of the rear guard pickup trucks."

"Slow down the convoy. Wait until we get around to the front and find out the enemy situation before continuing forward."

"There's still time. As long as we get there before Maozi makes his move, there won't be any additional risks!"

"clear."

After the order was given, Li Bang immediately began to pass it to the front. A moment later, a pickup truck gradually slowed down and left the convoy. At the bend in the road, while the convoy was slowing down, a group of four people jumped off the truck one after another, and quickly replaced the signal flag guards on the pickup truck, drove away from the team, and drove in a direction almost perpendicular to the convoy's direction of travel.

They crossed the desert and drove onto a new road after detouring for nearly 1 kilometer. Then, Lin He changed direction again and moved quickly towards the evacuation point according to the instructions of the map and GPS.

Lin He, who was driving, had already turned on the thermal fusion night vision goggles. The lights of the convoy in the distance were no longer visible. On the desolate land, only their pickup truck was driving alone.

A strong wind blew from the north, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The visibility was so poor that it was less than 100 meters, but the speed of the pickup truck did not slow down at all.

Ten minutes later, the four people in the pickup truck smelled the humid water vapor blowing from the Nile River, which meant that they were quite close to the assembly point.

"Slow down and find the evacuation point."

"1.2 kilometers to the northwest, I can already see the ferry."

Pingchuan, holding a telescope, answered immediately.

"parking!"

At Chen Chen's command, the pickup truck braked suddenly and the four men got out immediately. Then they crawled on the sand dunes, each raising a telescope and looking at the ferry in the distance.

However, with just one glance, Chen Chen realized that something was wrong.

"Something's wrong."

“There are too many lights.”

"Too many lights?"

Li Bang asked doubtfully:
"Why? The lights at the ferry aren't normal?"

“This is Sudan, not some developed country!”

"Have you forgotten how the Lion Corps ambushed us in Pubei?"

"They had just as many lights as they do now."

"This is a mistake that all non-professional ambushers will make. They have no night combat capability and lack the necessary night vision tools, so they subconsciously place a lot of lights around the ambush point."

"Especially when we have to go, such lights are more suspicious."

"They don't need to use lights to indicate their location. That's the flaw."

"Take a closer look, are there any suspicious armed persons?"

"Can't see clearly."

Pingchuan shook his head and replied:
"The brightness is too low and the distance is too far."

"But it is certain that there is a lot of human activity near the ferry, which is really inconsistent with the situation here."

"The Nile River is complex and shipping is difficult, so shipping is not busy at night."

"Now they are gathering here only to come after us."

"Let me try a few shots."

Chen Chen interrupted Pingchuan and took out his SCAR-H from behind.

Without any hesitation, he aimed, fired, and the bullet flew out of the chamber.

With the help of the silencer, the gunshot was not harsh. It only traveled a few hundred meters before being completely covered by the noise in the wind.

However, after flying a long distance, the bullet landed accurately in the center of the ferry.

Like disturbed wild ducks, all the people gathered at the ferry started moving.

It was this kind of reaction that made Chen Chen more resolute in his judgment.

The reason is simple: their actions are too highly organized.

These people are definitely not ordinary civilians, and judging from the previous intelligence, their number far exceeds the agreed scope. "Contact the convoy and ask them to stop."

Chen Chen's voice was slightly hoarse.

"This is a trap. The intelligence has been leaked. Something is wrong within the Sudanese government."

"Find Nighthawk, terminate the operation, and find a way to hide the equipment!"

"understand!"

Li Bang answered in a deep voice, but just as he turned on the radio to contact the rear, the roar of fighter jets cutting through the sky suddenly sounded above the heads of the four-man team.

"Not a strong five."

"Depend on!"

At the same time, at a low altitude of less than 100 meters, two Rafale aircraft flew past at a speed of more than Mach 1.5. After flying over the convoy, they quickly pulled up, turned around and dived with a high-angle rolling maneuver like a show of skill.

The pilot on the lead plane tilted his head slightly to look downward, then reported on the radio:
"The target has been visually identified, and the missile safety has been released."

"We were not harassed, the enemy radar did not detect us, and we had plenty of time to attack."

"Should we launch an attack?"

A slightly harsh electric sound was heard, and then a response from the rear command center came into the pilot's earphones.

"Continue to monitor and wait for attack instructions."

"Can you confirm the true situation of the convoy below? Can you see the missiles they are transporting?"

"can not see."

The pilot shook his head subconsciously and replied:
"The visibility was poor. The truck was covered with a veil and we couldn't see clearly what was going on inside."

"But the size of this convoy is quite large and looks like the real thing."

"Understood. Don't worry, wait for the reconnaissance intelligence feedback from the coast."

"Got it, how long will it take?"

The pilot asked a little impatiently.

"Within three minutes."

"receive."

The pilot nodded helplessly, then turned around to look at the wingman flying behind him on the left, and asked:
"Hey, Mouse, did you see what's in the van?"

"not at all."

The pilot named Mouse said in a slightly nervous voice:

"Three minutes. If the enemy's air force has been dispatched, three minutes is enough for them to shoot us down several times."

"We should attack as quickly as possible and then evacuate as quickly as possible"

"Wait, the convoy has stopped."

"They're evacuating!"

"Bird's Nest, request intervention, it's too late!"

"Green light, attack!"

The sound in the headset came immediately, and two Rafale fighters flew in an arc and headed straight for the ground convoy. Then, flames and smoke came out from under the wings of the fighters. Several air-to-ground missiles and rockets, like the legendary spear of destiny, locked onto the convoy on the ground and the rapidly fleeing signal flag team members.
On the other side, in northern Sudan, near the Salala coast.

Nighthawk stared at the sky nervously. The missile launcher behind him was ready. The solid rocket that did not require fuel was ready very quickly. Now all he had to do was wait for the command and control vehicle that had advanced to 5 kilometers away to transmit the target position data back. After entering the ballistic parameters, he could launch it directly.

But the problem now is that the aircraft carrier formation that was originally showing off its power in the Red Sea has moved away from the coastline and completely lost its trace. If you want to target the aircraft carrier, you can only rely on the vague location data provided by satellites.

There is no doubt that with such accuracy, the missile has no chance of entering the threat range, and there is no chance of triggering the Aegis air defense system of the Aegis ships in the formation.

Such an attack would be meaningless, and the missiles that fall into the sea would even become a laughing stock for "overestimating one's own capabilities."

Therefore, whether or not to launch the missile as planned became a choice facing Nighthawk.

Looking at his deputy who was on high alert, Nighthawk asked:
"Is Holmes ready?"

"Ready."

"Is the backup plan ready?"

"The parameters have been determined. The distance is 370 kilometers, which is well within the range."

"Based on the enemy's air defense capabilities, the probability of them being able to successfully intercept is very low."

"But if we really want to strike them, the political risks are huge."

"The political risk of attacking an aircraft carrier is no less than this."

Nighthawk shook his head calmly, and then said:

"And we are targeting the French army, not Egypt."

“This is actually more in line with AQTN’s logic.”

"Get ready, enter the parameters, and prepare to attack."

".clear."

The deputy turned and left. Under his command, the three assembled launch vehicles quickly removed their camouflage and raised the launch pad.

The missile slowly turned and pointed to the north of their location.

This goes against the direction of the US aircraft carrier formation. Obviously, Signal Flag has abandoned the original plan and turned to a more extreme option.

"Wait for one minute. If there is no clearer location information from the rear, we will directly implement the backup plan!"

Nighthawk opened his mouth and gave an order, and at that moment, the sound of a fighter jet flying by suddenly sounded in the sky.

Nighthawk's hair stood on end and all his muscles tensed immediately.

He knew too well what such a sound meant.

This cannot be a fighter jet from the Sudanese military. It must be a carrier-based aircraft from an aircraft carrier or a Rafale from the airport on the north side!
“Fire! Fire!”

"Now! Fire!"

Nighthawk shouted orders, and at the same time, a call from Li Bang came over the radio.

"Retreat and hide immediately! Your position has been exposed!"

"French troops are breaking through at low altitude, be careful to avoid them!"

The entire launch site was in chaos, with fighter jets flying over everyone's heads. They only had 30 seconds left at most.

Retreat or fight?
"That's too late."

Nighthawk took a deep breath and gave his last order.

"Fire the missiles, then retreat."

"understand!"

In an instant, the red button was pressed.

The electric spark ignited the solid gunpowder, and hot flames spurted out. In the huge smoke, three missiles took off into the air.

The speed of the missiles was getting faster and faster. The six fighter jets and the missiles turned around and flew back, diving towards the ground.

Looking at the wasps swooping down from the sky, Nighthawk raised his hand and lit the last cigarette in his mouth.

A puff of smoke was exhaled, and then a large number of precision-guided bombs were dropped, and the ground instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

And in this sea of ​​fire, three missiles had already penetrated the clouds.

Their target is not the aircraft carrier.

It is in the north, in Egypt, at the air force base in Aswan!
(End of this chapter)