Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 811, Something Traded for with One's Life

"Old black!"

Feng Aijun saw him come out from the corner and wiped his eyes.

After they came over, they held hands and their arms bumped against each other.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Huang walked over and asked anxiously, "Has the scene been dealt with?"

Yang Xiaole nodded and said, "Don't worry, I drove the car to a sandpit nearby and buried it. It's fine. When are we leaving?"

"The cargo has been loaded and unloaded. They're loading other goods now, just for cover. All the paperwork is done. We're leaving in half an hour. If you don't come soon..."

Old Huang stopped there.

If Yang Xiaole doesn't come back soon, then he'll have no choice but to stay here and search for him.

Yang Xiaole smiled upon hearing this: "But I'm back now! Even if I hadn't come back, you couldn't have waited for me!"

He then said, "Let's get on the boat, we'll set off in a bit!"

Old Huang agreed.

Lost in thought, Gou Sheng came down and said with a serious expression, "Old Huang, there's a problem with the cargo on the ship."

These words shocked everyone.

Old Gu's expression changed: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Seeing this, Gou Sheng said, "It's not your goods, but the goods that were delivered earlier that have some problems. You'll know once you go and take a look."

Old Huang was puzzled when he heard this.

Other goods?
This is just ordinary cargo used as a cover!

Upon hearing this, Old Gu quickly led his men onto the boat.

Over here, a container has been opened.

"Originally, we prepared several empty shipping containers for temporary accommodation, but there were things inside."

He pointed to the equipment in the container and said something.

Old Gu hurried over to take a look.

Then his expression changed: "This... an F100 series turbofan engine? How is that possible?"

Yang Xiaole feigned confusion and asked, "What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Old Gu's face turned serious: "The engine on this is a turbofan engine for a fourth-generation fighter jet. It's an aero engine that the Bald Eagles developed specifically for fourth-generation fighter jets in 68. I've only heard about it, I've never seen it before. How come it's here?"

The following question was naturally directed at Lao Huang.

Old Huang was also completely bewildered: "I...I don't know either! It was just normally concealed cargo! How...how did it turn out to be this? Where did things go wrong?"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole asked, "Is this serious?"

Feng Aijun said directly: "Do you think it's serious or not? I've seen related reports in the newspapers. The fourth-generation fighter jet entered service in 75 and was the most advanced fighter jet in the world at that time."

The newspaper he was referring to was, of course, the Internal Reference Newspaper.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole pretended to understand and looked at Lao Huang: "Lao Huang, this thing... you can get your hands on it too?"

At this moment, Lao Huang had a bitter smile on his face.

How could he possibly have gotten his hands on something like that?

But he did indeed contact them for the items, so how do you explain that now?

And importantly, nobody knows whether this thing will have any special effects.

The MiG-23 belongs to the Russians.

If this thing, made by a bald eagle, were to be exposed, it would offend both sides.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole asked, "What do we do now? We can't stay here too long, otherwise, if we're exposed, the situation will be very dangerous."

In later years, the KGB actually discovered this matter.

The cargo ship was just fast enough that it wasn't intercepted.

Because this time, they took a different route back than they had come from.

After leaving the Red Sea, they headed south to the Indian Ocean, resupplyed in New Zealand, and then circled back to Zhanjiang via the Pacific Ocean.

The distance was two or three times longer than before.

The danger increases exponentially.

Old Gu took a deep breath and finally said, "Let's go! We have to leave. I'll stay here with the rest of you and leave after we've all left."

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this.

He and Lao Gu are the two people who have the power to make decisions.

Old Gu was originally supposed to use this place to lull the KGB into a false sense of security.

However, in situations like this, someone needs to be on the boat to check the situation.

Losing one person isn't a big problem.

Then he said to Lao Huang, "Let's go first. If we encounter any special circumstances on the way, we'll deal with them accordingly."

Old Huang was also dumbfounded at this point.

I had no choice but to agree, as I couldn't let anyone know about the MiG-23.

With the decision made, the next step is to make arrangements.

Soon after everything was arranged, the cargo ship slowly sailed out of the port and into the Red Sea.

After resupplying in Djibouti, the ship began its journey out of the Gulf of Aden.

After traveling more than 100 kilometers out of the Gulf of Aden and into the Indian Ocean, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It finally came out.

But then everyone encountered a new problem.

The Indian Ocean in June is anything but peaceful!

In particular, their route did not follow the land and high seas, but required them to go deep into the Indian Ocean to evade tracking.

Not long after we came out, it started raining heavily.

I won't talk about it during the day.

At night, the waves felt like they could capsize the boat at any moment.

The creaking sound coming from the secured shipping container made it seem as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Even someone like Yang Xiaole, who had experienced such things before, felt uneasy looking at the giant waves in the darkness; how much more so would others?

Yang Xiaole was in the cockpit.

He stared intently at the all-consuming darkness before him.

If necessary, he might have to take action, even if only for a fleeting moment.

He had already cleared out enough space in the room.

Of course, it should not be moved unless absolutely necessary.

Gou Sheng, on the other hand, gripped the handrail and stared ahead with a serious expression.

With each giant wave, a person can hardly stand up.

The atmosphere was somewhat solidified.

Fortunately, this ship is a relatively new vessel, only two or three years old, and its performance is excellent.

one day one Night.

The next afternoon, the cargo ship passed through the first storm zone, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

At this moment, the wind and water outside were calm.

Old Gu, on the deck, was so anxious he was scratching his head.

Because he wanted to open it and see what was inside.

"Comrade Lao Hei, could you let me in to take a look? Lock me up inside and let me out later."

Old Gu said to him urgently.

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "No, it looks calm now, but there could be danger at any moment. We can look at this thing however we want once we get back! If it really doesn't work, you can look at it when we get to the vicinity of Australia!"

They need to detour through southern Australia.

We need to resupply there.

Hearing this, Old Gu shook his head: "No, it would be too dangerous in Australia. We need to eliminate potential risks."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and said, "Alright, at least we should wait until the ship reaches a relatively safe place. The sea is rough, and if we open it, something terrible might happen."

"This……"

Old Gu hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

That's true; even inspections can only check the outer perimeter.

After thinking for a moment, he could only say, "Alright then! We'll see if we can find an opportunity when we get to the resupply area."

Yang Xiaole agreed.

That was a way of appeasing him.

This thing is really terrifying and too important; otherwise, he would have just sent it to the mainland.

The ship continued its journey.

Fortunately, I was worried about not having enough oil, so I specially prepared a lot of barrelled oil.

In mid-July, the cargo ship arrived at a port in Australia.

The cargo ship did not enter the port.

Instead, they waited in shallow water for the oil replenishment ship to arrive.

The person has been sent out and will need some time to return.

Old Gu couldn't resist opening one of the containers. When he saw a pile of blueprints and documents, he was incredibly excited.

"It really is an F-15, it really is that one. Will it actually be released?"

After his initial excitement subsided, Old Gu was filled with confusion.

The containers are all fixed in place, so he can only inspect a portion of them.

……

In the conference room, Lao Gu, Yang Xiaole, Feng Aijun, and Gou Sheng sat there.

Old Gu said with a serious expression, "I've inspected the items, and they appear to be parts from an F-15. Moreover... it looks like there's more than one, at least three. This is a serious problem. Where did these things come from? What should we do now? What do you think?"

Everyone became serious upon hearing this.

Yes! Fourth-generation fighter jets.

This is not a joke.

If even a small thing is exposed, it can cause a huge uproar.

Yang Xiaole pondered for a moment and said, "I think we should just ship it back directly. Anyway, the things on our cargo ship are illicit. Since that's the case, we might as well take them all at once and see what the higher-ups decide when we get there."

Upon hearing this, Old Gu slammed his fist on the table before the other two could speak.

"Alright, it's settled then. There's no reason to spit out a piece of fat that's already in our mouths!"

He was originally a professional who studied this stuff.

No one can understand how rare this thing is.

To put it bluntly, he would be willing to give up his life for these things.

These things are used for research.

The development of the aviation industry can be described as "skipping a grade".

Thinking back to the days when reconnaissance planes would fly overhead from time to time, that feeling was incredibly humiliating and frustrating.

Feng Aijun and Gou Sheng looked at each other, bewildered.
They haven't said anything yet!
He then smiled.

If these things are true, then they are incredibly important.

The matter was settled.

Yang Xiaole smiled.

As for how to explain it when he gets back, he will naturally tell Lao Wang.

Old Wang is always suspicious of him, questioning this and that.

If they can get their hands on something like this, there's no way to doubt it.

Some things should come to light and be known to some people.

The supply ship didn't arrive until the next day.

They first filled the ship with fuel, then bought a lot of supplies, and only after everything was ready did they set off again.

……

They resupplyed at a port in Papua New Guinea before continuing their journey.

In early September, the cargo ship, weary from its long journey, slowly sailed into an inner harbor in Zhanjiang.

"Hey, Old Gu! Stand firm. Seagull, help Comrade Kingfisher."

Yang Xiaole supported Lao Gu to prevent him from falling.

Among these people, only Gou Sheng and his ilk are normal, after all, they've lived on ships for so many years.

Even people like Feng Aijun found it hard to stand.

They spent nearly three months adrift at sea.

This is not an easy task.

Even people like Gou Sheng aren't in a good state.

Fortunately, they all returned safely.

"No need to help me, I'm fine!"

Feng Aijun waved his hand dismissively.

But if he can't even walk steadily, it's clearly not going to work.

Those who were already preparing to receive them quickly called for help to get Feng Aijun and the others into the car.

They were taken directly to their accommodation at the base.

Upon arriving here, the handover of responsibilities was naturally entrusted to Gousheng.

He is now in charge here.

Gou Sheng explained the situation, and the person who was supposed to meet him immediately looked serious.

Upon hearing this, the other party replied with a serious expression: "Okay, I understand. You all take a rest first, and leave the rest to us. I will report the truth to my superiors."

Seeing this, Gou Sheng agreed.

They took the people to rest.

This kind of task requires a period of quarantine first, and the higher-ups need to verify the identity.

However, unlike those who are always away from home, they don't need to be quarantined for so long.

Old Gu was helped to the camp and then went directly to the military hospital.

Even Yang Xiaole's well water was a bit too much for this guy.

After being on an IV drip all day, it started yelling that it wanted to come out.

Yang Xiaole and his group were also at the military hospital.

Looking at Old Gu in the next bed, he laughed and said, "Comrade Gu, what's the rush! The stuff's all home now, it can't just fly away!"

Old Gu was still a little dizzy at this point.

Upon hearing this, he immediately replied, "How can I not be anxious?"

Yang Xiaole was smoking a cigarette.

"Alright, take a break!"

They all came for a medical check-up, and the treatment was quite good.

Old Gu shook his head upon hearing this.

"Hey!"

He then took a cigarette from Yang Xiaole's cigarette case and smoked it.

All we can do is wait patiently.

Two days passed.

The group can be discharged from the hospital.

Feng Aijun came alone.

"Xiao Le! We're going back to the military region!"

Yang Xiaole looked at the other person, hugged them, and laughed, "Okay! I understand. I'll write to you when I get back to Beijing! I wasn't home when you came back last time, but I'll be home more often from now on, so we should be able to meet."

Feng Aijun served in the army for so many years, but only went back once.

I was originally going to remind them about the monkeys' situation.

Then I realized it wasn't necessary.

The monkey was jumping around like that, so we were already on guard.

Then we will be met with swift and decisive action.

He remembers that the first time they fought was a blitzkrieg, followed by a rapid withdrawal.

It is highly likely that Feng Aijun will play.

Upon hearing this, Feng Aijun smiled and said, "Great! We'll invite Feng Xue along then, and we'll all get together."

Seeing Yang Xiaole's dark face, Feng Aijun laughed heartily.

"Alright, we're leaving now. See you later."

After saying goodbye, he left.

Yang Xiaole naturally followed the people who picked them up and got into the car, heading straight to the base.

In the past two days, some people have asked about what happened along the way, especially about those new fighter jets.

Yang Xiaole naturally said nothing.

After all, these goods were prepared by Lao Huang.

It can only be said that he didn't know.

As for what happens next, we'll talk about that later.

After a brief routine inquiry, he asked the person who had received them, "Comrade, where are Yang Liansheng and the others who came back with us?"

"Their mission is complete, and they have returned to camp."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

I guess I won't see him this time.

Fortunately, I had already guessed this outcome on the way back.

The other person looked at him and said, "We have received orders from our superiors that Comrade Gu needs to stay here for a while. Comrade Yang can leave now. We will take you to the airport."

Yang Xiaole naturally agreed.

After completing the formalities and receiving the documents, Yang Xiaole was sent back to Zhanjiang Airport.

Zhanjiang had an airport before liberation, and it was the only civil aviation airport in western Guangdong.

Apart from Feng Aijun, the others did not have a chance to say goodbye before boarding a plane bound for Beijing.

As for the cargo ship, everything has been explained; it has been given to the mainland.

(End of this chapter)