I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar.

Chapter 578 150 Minutes Behind
Half an hour after arriving at the temporary airport, the plane arranged by Xia Xing arrived as scheduled.

Xia Xing's calculations could be said to be extremely accurate. With the loading capacity of the DHC-5 and the size and weight of the FATEH-110, after the aircraft was equipped with a launch device and three missiles, the remaining load was only 3 kilograms, which was just enough to accommodate the four people of the Dongfeng Corps, plus the combat equipment prepared in advance.

Moreover, the cabin of the plane had been almost completely emptied. The tip of the missile warhead was less than two meters away from the driver's seat, and Chen Chen and the other four were squeezed in this two-meter narrow space.

The pilot on the flight had a typical Russian face. There was no communication between the two parties. After simply confirming their identities, the flight mission was immediately launched.

Then, accompanied by violent vibrations, the DHC-5 took off from the uneven dirt runway, rushed directly into the sky, and flew towards the southwest Sudanese border.

The aircraft's range is only 1200 kilometers, so after entering South Sudan, Xia Xing arranged a second temporary airport for resupply.

During the process, the aircraft's flight was not disturbed in any way.

The reason is simple. In all the areas they crossed, there was no such thing as "air force" or "radar".

After taking off again, the plane turned north and arrived over Khartoum after 3 hours.

Here, the North Sudan Army Air Defense Force's radar successfully identified the aircraft, and the Air Force sent two Q-5 fighters to escort it.

It is undeniable that when Chen Chen saw the familiar figure outside the plane window, he felt a little excited.

However, he was also very clear that this did not mean that the other party was his ally.

This mission and this operation are essentially a transaction, and I am the "escort" of the goods that need to be traded.

If any details are not handled properly during the process, it may not only lead to the breakdown of cooperation, but the four of us may also die here.

So, before the plane continued to fly towards Port Sudan and landed, Chen Chen gave the other three people a final briefing.

The "warning" significance of this briefing is far greater than its intelligence significance.

"In five minutes, we will land near Port Sudan."

"After arriving, we will continue to perform security escort missions, and only security escort missions."

"We will hand over the goods to Russian personnel and will not take the initiative to intervene unless the other party makes a request."

"That is to say, after getting off the plane, all we have to do is not look, listen or talk, but just deliver the goods."

“It will take another 11 hours of short-sea shipping or six hours of land transport from Port Sudan to the final destination.”

"Our mission is to ensure that the goods are not damaged or otherwise suffer any accidents during transportation. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

The three people in the cabin answered immediately, and then Li Bang shouted:

"Who is Russia sending this time?"

"I have no idea!"

Chen Chen opened his mouth and replied:

"This is not something we should be concerned about!"

"Once the stuff reaches Sudan, our mission will be mostly accomplished!"

"Next, we just need to follow the team to carry out the mission and ensure our own existence - or to put it more clearly, to exist on behalf of a certain force. That's enough."

"So, put away your curiosity. If there is no need to fight, don't take the initiative to find a war. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Everyone answered again, and at this time, the tires of the plane had begun to rub against the ground.

After the violent impact of landing, the plane's speed finally stabilized.

Chen Chen's head hit the seat several times, and even with the protection of a helmet, he felt that he was about to have a concussion.

"Damn it. Don't these Russian pilots know that they are transporting important items?"

"If it breaks, all our previous work will be in vain."

While complaining, Chen Chen stood up.

His legs were numb from sitting in a twisted position for so long. After he finally struggled out of the cabin, he was stunned by the scene before him.

There were no huge cranes and machinery as expected, no well-equipped Russian special forces, and even no Sudanese military personnel showed up.

The two J-5s had already returned after completing the escort mission, and the place where they were now was a wilderness.

There were no lights on the makeshift runway, and a few burned-out flares were emitting their final rays of light.

Looking a little further away, you can see the desolate next door and the dark sky.

There was no one in sight in the venue, and after the plane's engine was turned off, the air was so quiet that it was even a little eerie.

"Turn on the communication."

"Turn on the night vision goggles, disarm your weapons, and get ready for battle."

Chen Chen lowered his voice and spoke, his legs that had been unable to move just a moment ago miraculously regained their vitality.

He walked down the gangway carefully, observing any movement around him.

And at the moment his figure appeared, red heat signals suddenly emerged one after another in the sand in front of him.

Chen Chen raised his gun vigilantly and aimed forward. The three people behind him immediately lay on the ground and took a defensive posture.
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But fortunately, their worries were unnecessary.

Those heat signals gradually took on human shapes. Chen Xing looked at the lights on their chests and used his arms to send out the agreed flag signals.

"Friendly forces."

Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief and lowered the muzzle of the gun, but did not let down his guard.

It was not until the figures with empty hands stopped ten meters in front of him that he finally took off his night vision goggles and looked at the faces of the people who came.

It's undoubtedly a Maozi face, but it seems a little familiar.

Before he could open his mouth, the guy opposite him stretched out his hand first, smiled and said:
"Long time no see, Mr. Shipwreck."

"Don't you remember me?"

"I think we first met in Türkiye."

Turkey.

As soon as this word came out, coupled with the other party's poor English, Chen Chen suddenly remembered who he was.

After killing Andrea in Turkey, he was the one who helped our troops evacuate on the beach!
After several months, I didn't expect that I would meet him again, and in a new round of missions!

Chen Chen stretched out his hand in astonishment, and said with a sigh:

"It's your signal flag that's coming."

"I thought your commander would at most send a relatively elite group of mercenaries, just like they did in Mogadishu."

"It's undeniably a stupid decision."

The visitor laughed unabashedly, then said:

"In fact, if we had been informed of the combat mission in advance, deploying us to Mogadishu would have been the best option."

"The combat effectiveness of the mercenaries of the Slavic Legion is not weak, but compared to DEVGRU, they are still far behind."

"Maybe we shouldn't talk about this now - my code name is Nighthawk, and it's nice to see you again."

"I'm glad too."

Chen Chen said from the bottom of his heart.

At this point in the mission, he could be said to have developed a stress response to the unreliability of the Russians, so much so that when he was sitting on the plane just now, he was worried that the pilot in front of him might have flown to the wrong place or forgotten to contact the Sudanese military, resulting in the plane being directly destroyed.

Fortunately, after the equipment was loaded onto the plane, all operations went quite smoothly.

This is probably one of the biggest differences between the regular army and those “outside the system”.

After a slight pause, Chen Chen continued to ask:
"What's the plan now? Why don't I see any large equipment here?" "Are we going to change the original plan? Refuel here and fly to the destination directly?"

"No, the plane is right here."

Nighthawk shook his head and replied:

"This plane must not move any further north, because our destination is close to the identification range of the Egyptian air defense radar."

"We can only use water or land transport, but we have not yet decided which method to use."

"Still can't decide?!"

Chen Chen asked dumbfounded:
"We've already arrived, and you tell me that we haven't even decided on the subsequent transportation method?"

"What the hell went wrong with this ridiculous plan?"

"it's complicated."

Nighthawk glanced at the three people behind Chen Chen and motioned Chen Chen to follow him.

After a slight hesitation, Chen Chen followed Nighthawk to the side.

Afterwards, Nighthawk turned off his communication device, and Chen Chen followed suit.

This is not information isolation in the strict sense, but just a "process that must be followed".

Then, Nighthawk spoke:
"There's a problem with AQTN."

"What's the problem? Refusal to accept?"

Chen Chen frowned and continued to ask:
"Isn't AQTN just a cover? Do you really need their help or cooperation?"

“We don’t need to work with them.”

Nighthawk shook his head and then said:
“But we need their territory.”

"We need them to give up the training camp near Wadi Halfa and we need to establish a chain of evidence through them so that after the attack, they can issue a convincing statement."

"All this had been discussed before the goods came ashore, but because of the problems in Mogadishu, the AQTN leader wavered."

"Now, some brokers in the Sudanese military are communicating with them further. If the communication goes smoothly, we will be able to continue to deliver the goods by water as planned."

“But if communication is not going well, we need to implement more complex protocols.”

"Of course, you don't need to think about this part. All you need to know is this: if the communication is not smooth, we will have to take the risk of transporting by land."

"Do you understand what this means?"

"Understandable."

Chen Chen let out a light breath and secretly cursed the ancestors of these Russians for eighteen generations.

This mission could be said to be one of the most unstable missions he had ever seen. Accidents happened one after another, and although the final result was positive, it was really frustrating.
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However, considering the difficulty of the mission itself, Chen Chen had no choice but to suppress his anger.

Then, he asked:
"How long do we have to wait?"

"20 minutes."

Nighthawk replied immediately:
"All equipment is ready and hidden in the outer bunkers."

"We will receive the next instruction in 20 minutes."

"When the time comes, no matter which plan we implement, we will set off immediately."

"Get your people ready. This is the last step. Hang on."

"clear."

Chen Chen nodded seriously and turned to walk towards his team members.

This is really the last step.

No matter what, I must complete the task.

Meanwhile, inside the JSOC office.

Craven looked at the information in front of him with a serious expression. After a long silence, he asked the adjutant beside him:

"Are you sure the intelligence we received is accurate?"

"Those involved in the attack on the Shinkadir military camp included not only militants from the Youth Party, but also other armed factions in the city, and even some Chechen mercenaries?"

"Think about it first before answering me."

"A simple terrorist riot is completely different from a premeditated attack involving multiple forces."

"Especially the Russians - if there is definitive evidence that they were involved, then no matter who they are, whether they are regular soldiers or mercenaries, the nature of the incident will change."

"This will no longer be a military issue, this will rise to a political level."

“Somalia could very well be the next Syria, do you understand?”

"I totally understand."

The adjutant nodded slowly and replied:

"We still cannot confirm the specific identities of those militants, but judging from the bodies, their characteristics are highly similar to those of the Slavic Legion active in Somalia."

"Similarly, we don't know their purpose - we don't know if they were simply hired by some armed group or if they directly organized this operation."

"But one thing is certain."

"That is, the force they put into this attack was quite large, and the casualties were equally staggering."

"This is not the fighting style of the Slavic Legion. They are indeed crazy, but in most cases, they will only go crazy when the benefits far outweigh the rewards."

"This means that the unrest in Mogadishu is just the tip of the iceberg and the so-called purpose of 'rescuing Nadir' is just a lie."

"We judged that they were not trying to save people, they wanted to kill them to silence them."

"Nadir must have more important information, but unfortunately, we didn't ask."

"Why didn't you ask?"

Craven asked, frowning.

"There are no conditions for interrogation - from past experience, we have never succeeded in interrogating these extremist armed leaders in the local area."

"So this time, we plan to transport him directly to the rear for interrogation."

"This is a miscarriage of justice. But the good news is that we have intercepted new clues."

"What clue?"

“Al-Shabaab continues to operate even after Nader’s death.”

“There are new important figures arriving in Mogadishu and they are quite active.”

"Their purpose is currently unknown, but we have already begun preparing for the next arrest operation, and we expect results within two hours."

"This time, we will conduct the trial directly on the spot. We will not miss the opportunity again."

"Okay, as soon as possible."

Craven put down the information in his hand and continued:

"Whatever they were going to do, we were already at least 150 minutes behind them in terms of intelligence."

"I want you to close this gap as soon as possible, otherwise..."

"The consequences are likely to be serious."

(End of this chapter)