Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 810,

Although they had a lot to talk about, none of them reminisced about the past.

Instead, they started by talking about the mission.

Yang Xiaole looked at the group and asked, "You all know about this mission, right? Are the people you've brought capable of controlling a 60,000-ton cargo ship? How many people are there in total?"

We're going there to transport something, so we'll definitely need some cover.

Once a merchant ship has delivered its cargo, it will either wait at the same location to see if there are any other goods that need to be transported, or it will have pre-arranged arrangements.

Feng Aijun nodded: "Our mission this time is to escort a batch of important supplies to Alexandria. As for the rest, I don't know. There are 24 of us here."

Gou Sheng nodded: "There are 24 of us too. We usually train at sea, and there's no problem with the cargo ship."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded slightly: "Okay! If that's the case, I'll have everyone on the cargo ship evacuated."

These people were originally members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

They spend most of their time in Southeast Asia, including Myanmar, and Zhang Xuesong has already arranged where these people will go.

I won't go back to Japan; I'll stay in Myanmar.

He then said, "I will be in charge of this mission. I cannot disclose the specific details of the operation at this time, and I also need to contact the people over there."

Those who study and dismantle fighter jets are on a different track.

There is only one contact person on each side.

It was also to protect those experts.

However, this time with official cover from Egypt, all we need to do is evade KGB surveillance.

After all, the current pyramids are pro-Soviet.

However, there are some conflicts between the two sides, which is why the other side agreed to exchange the items.

The two of them naturally agreed.

Yang Xiaole looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "The cargo ship hasn't arrived yet, but it should be here in the next couple of days. I'll contact you then."

Then, looking at Gousheng curiously, he asked, "Weren't you in Qingdao? What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Gou Sheng said, "Back in 74, there was some trouble in the Xisha Islands, and we were transferred here to provide reinforcements. We've been staying here ever since and haven't gone back!"

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

He naturally knew about the situation in the Xisha Islands, though modern newspapers only mentioned it briefly.

However, when the secrets were declassified in later generations, a lot of things were exposed.

This included the incident of reinforcement ships crossing the strait, during which the bald man's side almost took action.

Then he pondered something: the monkeys were starting to get restless.

I'll give them a beating next year.

Thinking of this, he looked at Feng Aijun.

Feng Aijun will probably have to join in eventually, since this falls under his father's jurisdiction.

Feng Aijun looked at him and smiled, "Xiao Le, Grandpa owes a lot to you!"

He naturally knew that Yang Xiaole often sent him medicinal wine, and he would visit his grandfather every year whenever he came back.

He always remembered this kindness.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly: "What's the big deal? We're all brothers, no need to be so polite."

Feng Aijun laughed and said, "The kids must be almost ready for school by now!"

Yang Xiaole hummed in agreement.

The news of the child's birth was first mentioned in Feng Aijun's letter, so it goes without saying who told him.

Feng Xue.

Lost in thought, Feng Aijun sighed: "I always thought you would end up with Feng Xue!"

Yang Xiaole smiled as well.

He then asked, "How is Feng Xue now?"

Feng Xue must have known about his marriage and children, which is why she hasn't written to him in all these years.

Feng Aijun gave him a strange look: "If you want to know, go ask her yourself! Isn't she right here in Beijing?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled sheepishly.

The matter was not mentioned again.

The three of them chatted there for a long time.

Yang Xiaole checked the time and said, "I'll go see if the ship has arrived yet. You guys go first. I'll let you know when it arrives."

Seeing this, the two left.

After everyone left, Yang Xiaole quietly headed towards the dock.

The ship hasn't arrived yet.

He could only wait.

I took some time to visit the factory and dock that Ivanka built here.

Overall, the development is going quite well.

……

Two days later, the cargo ship finally arrived at its destination.

Yang Xiaole handed over the supplies to the other party, and after they replenished their supplies, they left and gathered at this stronghold.

at night.

Feng Aijun and his group quietly boarded the ship.

Gou Sheng and his men rushed to check and debug the equipment.

A few hours later, the cargo ship set sail, lingered in the nearshore waters for a while to test its navigability, and then headed toward its destination.

There's definitely no problem with where to sleep on a container ship.

Inside the cafeteria, Yang Xiaole and his two companions were sitting there smoking and chatting.

Having not seen each other for so long, the three of them naturally had a good chat there.

……

After a long and arduous journey, we arrived at Victoria Harbour ahead of schedule in mid-April.

After waiting in line for ages, the ship slowly sailed into the port.

Yang Xiaole was originally in the import and export business, so he naturally knew how to handle customs declaration.

……

Unloading is underway on the cargo ship.

Yang Xiaole and his group held a meeting inside.

“I have just made contact with my comrades here. The local authorities will send some of us in to form a convoy. We need to enter the base to pick up a batch of waste, and our target is hidden in one of those batches of waste.”

After speaking, he looked at Feng Aijun.

"This transportation task will be assigned to you. Someone will show you around and familiarize you with the work. We'll have to wait for further notice regarding the specific time."

He then looked at Gou Sheng and said, "We may need some time. Once we've resupplyed, you two stay at sea. Leave two people at the hotel here to wait for further instructions. Once we receive the message, we'll immediately go to port, load the cargo, and leave."

Yang Wensheng nodded seriously: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry! I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Ensuring the completion of a task has different meanings in different contexts.

This is an important task.

That was done with the resolve to make sacrifices.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly: "Okay, we'll go to the hotel at the port in a bit."

After the agreement was finalized, most of Yang Wensheng's men stayed behind.

He only brought three or four people with him.

Feng Aijun and his men all disembarked from the boat.

The pier will designate a certain area where seafarers can spend their money. As long as they don't leave the pier, they can stay as long as they want.

Because prices here are very high.

It also generates revenue.

After disembarking and arriving at the hotel, all that remained was to wait.

Two or three days passed.

After the cargo was unloaded and supplies were replenished, the ship sailed out of the dock and anchored in the nearshore waters.

……

Yang Xiaole waited in the hotel for several days before someone came to find him.

This was officially approved, so the group easily left the area designated by the dock.

The group arrived at a parking lot by bus.

"Alright, we've arrived!"

"It's all thanks to the contact, Lao Huang," he said to the group.

Yang Xiaole and his group looked around and saw that there were scrap metal items everywhere, as well as many trucks.

Seeing this, Lao Huang continued, "This used to be a scrap metal recycling station run by a Chinese person, mainly recycling metals and shipping them to other countries for refining. Now the right to use it belongs to us. I will be processing new permits for you in the coming period. You need to keep the old permits for now."

Then I'll take you to haul supplies.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Okay, Lao Huang, you can make the arrangements! We're here to cooperate with you!"

He didn't bother to inquire about the experts in the aerospace field.

Those people have arrived, so they must leave.

Because he remembered that when these people came, the original seven days were compressed into 96 hours.

Measurements completed, disassembly begins.

Old Huang nodded: "Okay! Let's rest for today, and I'll take you to familiarize yourselves with the terrain and vehicles tomorrow."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole agreed. The next step, naturally, was rest and recuperation.

One good thing about people from mainland China is their exceptional adaptability.

The temperature in Egypt in April was already very high, and the air was scorching.

Fortunately, the water source here is still not a problem.

……

After a few repairs, people began to familiarize themselves with the vehicles.

Old Huang went to arrange the documents.

……

The following day, Yang Xiaole's convoy of more than a dozen vehicles traveled through the desert city.

Two hours later, the group finally arrived at their destination.

Strictly inspected bases.

This is the base in Egypt, but there are also many KGB agents here.

Fortunately, they are actually transporting scrap now.

Moreover, with the cooperation of officials, naturally nothing could be found during the inspection.

Upon arrival, one finds various dismantled and scrapped car and airplane parts.

What Yang Xiaole and his group had to do was transport these things out.

……

The days that followed didn't pass as quickly as I'd imagined.

After waiting for a month and a half, in early June, Yang Xiaole and his group finally received an urgent notice.

A batch of goods needs to be picked up tomorrow morning.

Once the shipment is completed, everyone can leave.

As for the port, Lao Huang has already gone there to deliver the message.

……

The following day, Yang Xiaole and his group drove back to the base.

Here, Yang Xiaole and his group saw their compatriots for the first time.

These people are there directing the packing.

They also need to paint the fighter jets' exteriors for camouflage.

The Egyptians around them seemed to see nothing at all.

Yang Xiaole saw that the leader was a middle-aged man who was close to fifty and looked somewhat haggard.

He knew this person.

The chief designer of a certain aircraft.

Mr. Gu!
The other party is currently communicating with Lao Huang.

After a while, Yang Xiaole was finally introduced to the other party.

Several people met.

The other person grasped his hand and said somewhat excitedly, "This mission is very difficult. Whether we can complete it or not depends on you."

Yang Xiaole nodded seriously: "I guarantee I will complete the mission."

The other party didn't stand on ceremony either.

He nodded deeply and began to make arrangements.

First, there were some documents and materials, which were disguised in a pile of waste paper.

Next, of course, are the various parts and equipment.

There were enough convoys this time to transport everything out in one go.

I wonder if it's because the convoy was too large this time.

Nothing happened inside the base, but after leaving the base, I was stopped by a patrol team.

Three cars.

10 people in total.

And they were all from the Russian side.

KGB.

There are no other people who could be here besides these guys.

These people were all fully armed.

Old Gu looked ahead with some nervousness.

"Oh no, something bad is going to happen!"

If this gets exposed, things could get really bad.

Yang Xiaole glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Lao Huang had already gotten out of the car.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole comforted them, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely escort you back safely! Don't move in the car, I'm going to get out for a bit. Kingfisher, if things don't look right, take the people and leave first."

He spoke while inspecting the gun.

Then got off the car.

Old Huang only speaks English, and he was communicating with the other party there.

Seven fully armed men stood there.

The leader could obviously speak English, but not very fluently.

Yang Xiaole walked past these people under their wary gazes.

"Good day, sir! What's wrong?"

They communicated there in Russian.

The other party was also taken aback for a moment.

"Who are you? How do you speak Russian?"

Yang Xiaole smiled and took out a cigarette, offering one to the other person.

He laughed and said, "Oh, we are Vietnamese."

Now, with the support of the bear, the monkeys are jumping around and having a great time.

People who say it's a monkey are more likely to lower their guard.

He then asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

The other party did not accept the cigarette, but said, "We suspect your vehicle is transporting illegal supplies. We need to check it. Drive to the base in a bit."

Yang Xiaole realized that the other party was not so easily fooled.

He smiled and agreed, "Okay, check all you want! There won't be any problems. Here, have a smoke."

Seeing how cooperative he was, the other party stopped refusing.

He took the cigarette and lit it.

Yang Xiaole chuckled and went to offer cigarettes to the three people in the car.

Upon seeing this, the leader prepared to have someone check it first.

Yang Xiaole pretended to offer someone a cigarette, and the person then moved to a suitable spot.

Taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, he pretended to reach into his waistband and then fired a shot at the two people in the car.

The two of them instantly turned their heads to the side and stopped breathing.

He then fired two shots with his eyes closed at one person in the car and another person making noise nearby.

These people are well-trained; their first instinct upon hearing any movement is to take cover.

Unfortunately, Yang Xiaole's gun seemed to have eyes.

Hit wherever you point.

After dodging for a moment, and then firing several shots in succession, the area fell silent again.

At that moment, Lao Huang had already dove down and pulled out his gun.

But before he could react, everyone was already taken care of.

Yang Xiaole stood up from the sand, looked around, and said to Lao Huang, "The mission is important. You guys go first. I'll handle the aftermath here. We'll meet at the dock later."

Old Huang looked at the ten people who had fallen.

There was no time to marvel at Yang Xiaole's marksmanship; they hurriedly got into the car.

The convoy started moving and left immediately.

Mr. Gu and Feng Aijun, who were in the car, both saluted him.

"be careful!"

As the car passed by, both Old Gu and Feng Aijun shouted solemnly.

Yang Xiaole nodded, "You guys be careful too!"
Then they watched as the convoy slowly drove towards the port.

After watching the convoy drive away, Yang Xiaole went to scout the area and quietly cleaned up the scene.

After he finished, he was able to catch up with the convoy that had been there.

Before, it was inconvenient for him to do things in the team, but now it's much more convenient.

I followed the convoy and watched it arrive safely at the port.

When officially permitted, passage is very convenient.

The goods were quickly loaded onto the ship.

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, Yang Xiaole slowly emerged from the corner and walked towards them.

(End of this chapter)