"Even if there are 30,000 pigs, the Russians won't be able to kill them all in half a day, right?"
Shepard was dumbfounded when he learned that things were not going well on the front line. Although he had guessed that his trip would not go smoothly, he had only been ashore for less than a day. Celebrated with champagne, and now you're telling me the front line collapsed.
What surprised Shepard the most was that the incoming Russian troops were not just one or two, but heavy-armed troops coming from three directions. Excluding the ones from the capital, Cuba and the airborne troops were coming from the southeast. The two groups that outflanked were all Russian airborne troops.
These elites wearing blue berets and sea soul shirts are the assault force of the Soviet Air Force. They are known as elites in both the Soviet and Russian periods.
But now, these Soviet military elites have come to kill them, and Shepard seems to have no choice.
"Uncle Smith, we have to go!"
Shepard, holding a radio, found Smith, who was still trying to coordinate the Yala army's defense, hoping to rely on the port to hold a stalemate with the attacking Russian army.
"I have informed the Black Fish to prepare to set sail. The helicopter will arrive in three minutes!"
"Damn it, why can't any of these guys be reliable?"
Smith tore up the map in anger. He wanted to save the situation, but the remaining top brass of the Castillo army had disappeared. Even a senior officer could not be found in the camp. As for the former president's widow, the latter After learning that something happened on the front line, they locked themselves in the room. It can be said that now, they have to rely on themselves to dream!
Just as he was talking, fierce gunfire came from the distance. It was the resistance organized by the last soldiers loyal to the former president. Thanks to the large amount of heavy ammunition sent from the port, they successfully contained the airborne troops. of assault.
"Withdraw!"
Listening to the roar of the cannon, Smith looked ugly, and Morgan was not much better. After all, Smith was just a contractor, and what he lost was just follow-up profits. Morgan would still have to face questions from Congress after he returned, but he was no longer worried. The time has come. If you don’t withdraw, your life will be lost!
Soon, with the roar of the rotors, two Huey helicopters carrying everyone's hope of retreat arrived.
Shepard once again saw the bitter and resentful pilot Bob. The latter's helmet had the eyepiece lowered and his face could not be seen, but judging from the constantly changing mouth, Shepard knew that this guy must be chattering again.
"I knew I had to carry out such a dangerous mission again. It was like this in Vietnam, and it was like this in the Caribbean..."
"Sandman, stop howling and take them away!"
Shepard knocked on the door of the plane and asked the guy to focus on his work, and the latter nodded helplessly.
"give it to me!"
The Huey helicopter has a full capacity of fifteen people, excluding the pilot and co-pilot. It can seat thirteen people. Shepard and the others are only more than forty people. The helicopter can complete the operation in two trips, but Naihe saw that the US allies wanted to After running away, the senior officials of Yala who had disappeared appeared again. These guys dragged their families and carried large and small bags, which immediately made the transportation capacity tense.
"Don't the cargo ships at the port also have helicopters? Let them take off!"
Morgan looked at the huge crowd and then remembered that the two cargo ships that had previously transported arms also had helicopters on the decks to support friendly countries. However, before he could send anyone over, two loud noises came from the port.
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"What happened?"
The puzzled crowd saw two pillars of smoke rising into the sky, and soon someone reported that bombs had been installed on two cargo ships anchored in the port, and now both ships were sunk in the port!
In other words, if everyone wants to leave Yala now, they can only rely on these two helicopters.
In order to grab an evacuation position, those Yala officials have gone crazy. They took out their private collections of gold, jewelry, jewelry, and even hoarded leaves, just to be the first to go up.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, Shepard grabbed the M16 rifle from the security guard on the side and shot it into the sky.
"Shut up! Lao Pu, let them line up!"
Several veterans immediately raised their weapons and pushed away the huddled crowd. They directly mounted bayonets on their M16s and formed a human wall to control order.
"Uncle Smith, you go first!"
"Okay, be careful. If something goes wrong, you will understand!"
Immediately, Smith, Morgan, and a bunch of women and children were stuffed into the helicopter by Shepard. After confirming that the crew was full, Shepard immediately waved his hand to signal for the plane to take off.
"Everyone, everyone has seen that we have two planes, and everyone will have a seat, but you have to show your performance to grab the seat. Do you understand?"
Anyway, Smith has left, and Shepard is no longer pretending. The prerequisite for everyone to have a chance to sit is that the price is enough. Brothers, if you go out for a trip, you can't go back empty-handed, right?
The bright bayonets and muzzles immediately made a group of senior Yala officials who wanted to take advantage of the plane react, and then everyone started bidding for the seats on the plane. However, there were also objections, including a young Yala man with a literary background.
He told Shepard and the others that they were extorting money and he was going to Washington to sue them!
Then he took a friendly fist from a veteran. If he couldn't beat the Soviets, we can't beat you, right?
"You're the last one in line!"
Shepard immediately warned fiercely, and then the other party's parents apologized while taking out a bag of gold coins from their dozen boxes and stuffing it into Shepard's hands.
"Okay, you go first for the next batch!"
Shepard weighed this sincerity and immediately changed his mind, and the remaining senior officials followed suit. Anyway, they carried enough hard currency with them, so it didn't matter if they spread it out. Some of them even thanked Xue
Pad and others, after all, they took the money and really did the work!
Soon the second batch of helicopters returned again, and the senior officials in the front row rushed forward. Sandman, who was bitter and resentful, looked at the packed cabin and wanted to say something, when he saw Shepard.
He threw two gold bars directly into the cockpit.
"Overtime pay!"
"Damn it!"
Sandman wanted to say that overweighting the plane was dangerous, but then he kept his mouth shut. He couldn't help it. Shepard gave him too much, and he said that being overweight was actually not a big problem, as long as he kept his feet steady.
Just keep your mind calm and you'll be fine.
"Okay everyone, now it's the third batch's turn. Is anyone willing to bid?"
Watching the two helicopters take off, Shepard immediately bared his white teeth and started the second round of bidding.