Chapter 255

Vincent kept circling around in the open space outside the hospital. The gunfire outside Bo Town had become more and more intense. It was obvious that the government forces and the rebels of the Revolutionary Alliance front had exchanged fire.

The biggest trouble now is that the strength of the government army is really not very good. If the terrain of Bo City was not conducive to defense, I'm afraid these government soldiers would have been defeated and surrendered long ago.

Every minute, everyone gets closer to the danger.

"Boss!" one of Vincent's men kept looking up at the sky with an observation mirror. Suddenly, the guy pointed to the north sky and shouted, "the helicopter is coming!"

Vincent grabbed the sight glass in his hand and looked north into the sky.

Sure enough, a Mi-17 appeared in the sky. It had arrived outside Bocheng and was flying towards the city.

"Come on! Throw a flare and guide the plane to land." Vincent put down his observation glass and ordered his men.

A mercenary took out two hand-held flame flares from his tactical bag, unscrewed the cover and pulled off the buckle. The top of the long signal flare emitted dazzling red flame and thick smoke.

Throw one in the open space, and the mercenary pulls another and throws it nearby.

"Everything is ready. Once the plane lands, we'll go up and get out of this damn place!" Vincent turned back and ordered his men, "you guys, protect Mr. Juliet and make sure he doesn't lose a hair!"

The helicopter in the air seemed to see the red flare on the ground, which was the agreed signal. It began to adjust its direction and fly towards the hospital.

Suddenly, there was a fire somewhere outside the city, and a small red fireball slowly took off. Under the night, it rushed like a snake towards the helicopter.

"What's that?" someone first found the red flame and shouted.

"Shit!" Vincent knew everything and immediately recognized what it was. "It's an air-to-air missile!"

At this time, the helicopter obviously found itself locked, and saw the fire rising on the ground. It began to move in the air in a panic, made a large turn, and kept pulling up, hoping to avoid the surface to air missiles that had been launched into the air.

Unfortunately, the mobility of this old model of Mi-17 helicopter is really not very good, and all the helicopters exported to Africa are the simple version of Da maozi. In addition to being large enough, there are no hanging weapons and infrared jamming bombs, which is almost no different from ordinary civil transport helicopters.

This big old helicopter is a fat goose and a big target in front of the ground to air missile.

After a dying struggle, Mi-17 finally exploded in the night sky and turned into a huge fireball, which reflected the red sky. Countless fragments exploded and fell with red flames, just like fireworks in the sky on the national day.

"Fuck -" Vincent was going crazy. He roared in despair and turned to ask his men, "what's the matter? How did the rebels have advanced anti-aircraft missiles? Where did they get these weapons!"

Vincent had conducted intelligence investigation before coming to Sierra Leone. In fact, Sierra Leone has been fighting a civil war for many years. It is so poor that it is difficult for even the rebels. They use old-fashioned machine guns and automatic rifles. Some anti-aircraft machine guns, mortars and RPG-7 are heavy firearms.

In the face of these broken weapons, the helicopter can still avoid as long as it is a little more careful, raises the height and goes a long way.

So Vincent dared to ask the Cadet he had trained, the lieutenant colonel officer in the African Union peacekeeping force, to send himself a helicopter.

Unexpectedly, the rebels have serious air defense missiles!

It really made him lose his chin!

"Give me the satellite phone! Shit, what's going on!?" Vincent grabbed the satellite phone from his hand and began to call the African Union lieutenant colonel.

"Tapiva! How could the rebels have anti-aircraft missiles?" he asked, almost jumping.

Lieutenant Colonel tapiva is also a headache now. You know, a Mi-17 is not an advanced equipment in developed countries, but in Africa, it's a baby pimple. Now it's good to be blown off directly. First of all, let alone heartache, and my responsibility is great.

"God! I'm also checking what's going on! There's no reason why the rebels' weapons are so advanced!" he exclaimed. Just now he heard the pilot's last scream from the communication channel, and his heart hasn't calmed down. "I've sent someone to check how they got those anti-aircraft missiles."

"I've collected intelligence before. The rebels here can't have this kind of air defense weapon with good performance. Just now, the helicopter has raised the ceiling, and deliberately bypassed the place with the strongest firepower and flew into Bo City from the northwest. According to the missile launch distance, it's at least seven or eight kilometers. Ordinary MANPADS don't have such parameters at all!" Vincent said: "Even poison stingers can't hit that far! Damn it! Who is behind the rebels?"

"Impossible! Now many countries are paying attention to this matter, and no one is willing to support Coruscant..."

At this point, the Colonel suddenly stopped.

"Vincent, wait! I have new information here..."

Vincent licked his dry lips and walked back and forth with his waist crossed, waiting for lieutenant colonel tapiva's latest information.

"Damn it!" a moment later, the lieutenant colonel's angry curse came from the satellite phone, "I know where those anti-aircraft missiles came from. They belong to the Indian peacekeeping force! Damn it!"

"Indian? What's going on?" Vincent was stunned.

"After the war broke out yesterday, India just had a 220 member peacekeeping force in Guinea, so they drove into Sierra Leone with us. They were ordered to go to karahan to maintain order. The latest news shows that three hours ago, they were surrounded and hid in karahan city. The weapons they brought were too late to take away and were seized by the rebels, including Three SA-3 anti-aircraft missile vehicles! "

"Shit! What are those stupid Indians doing with SA-3 to Sierra Leone!? do they think the rebels have planes for them to fight? Do they think they're here for a weapons exhibition!? damn a bunch of stupid pigs!" Vincent jumped and scolded.

"Vincent, I can't send you another helicopter. Now the risk is too great. They have SA-3. I can't let my hands go down and die. I'm sorry. You have to find a way to return to free city by yourself," Lieutenant Colonel tapiva said.

Vincent felt a headache and squeezed his eyebrows. He knew the lieutenant colonel was right. Under the surveillance of SA-3, it was impossible for a helicopter to fly into Bo City to pick them up and leave.

When the phone was hung up, Vincent walked around in place for several times with a black face, and finally kicked on the wheel of the nearby infantry combat vehicle, "everybody, it seems that we have to rely on ourselves. There will be no more planes."