"Quickly, take out all the compressed biscuits that are about to expire, and the canned beans that you don't want to eat!"
After receiving the first oil money from United Mining, Shadow Company immediately took action. Everyone moved the almost expired canned Spam luncheon meat, compressed biscuits, and uneaten hummus onto the helicopter. , these things are all second-hand US military supplies that Shepard bought. Now it is time to clear up the inventory and replace them with new ones, and all the old ones are sent to the Belgians.
In the eager anticipation of the joint mining liaison officer, two Huey helicopters were quickly filled with a cabin full of food and bullets. These items are usually cheap and only cost tens of thousands of yuan to prepare, but the liaison officer wanted to It cost hundreds of thousands to deliver it to our own people as soon as possible, but when we were eagerly waiting for the plane to take off, we found that there was no pilot in the cabin at all.
"Ah, don't you have a driver?"
In the face of doubts, Hannibal looked innocent, holding a bottle of yogurt and drinking it with relish.
"You only said you wanted to borrow a helicopter, but you didn't mention a pilot!"
"???"
Fake, who was full of liaison officers, could hardly hold it in any longer, but in the end he forcibly pinched his thighs to swallow the words, and then asked Shadow Company to lend him another pilot in a good voice.
"But our pilots are on vacation! If we ask them to come back and work overtime, they will have to pay overtime!"
"Pay, we'll pay. If you work overtime, pay a few times, we'll double it!"
Real money was thrown out, and then Sandman, who had finished flying work in the maintenance room long ago, walked out with his flight helmet and his co-pilot. In addition to the equipment on their bodies, the two of them also He carried a mat49 submachine gun as a self-defense weapon.
The liaison officer was stunned and pointed at the pilot who was checking the status of the plane and asked Hannibal.
"Aren't they on vacation?"
"Yes, but we are managed according to the military and will set up combat-ready pilots, so they stay here to prepare for combat!"
After hearing this, the liaison officer felt dizzy for a while, and his vision was black and white. He tried very hard to hold on to the wall to prevent himself from falling. Then, in order to ensure that nothing more happened in the future, the liaison officer The officer simply took Hannibal to the front of the plane and started asking questions one by one.
"Helicopter fuel?"
"You pay!"
"Weapons and ammunition!"
"You pay!"
"Repair parts?"
"You pay!"
………
At this moment, the liaison officer wanted to hit his head against the wall. These Americans were so shameless. They only charged the pilots for the steps to operate the aircraft. He had already spent five years just to get the two helicopters to fly. One hundred thousand, not to mention the expenses for meals, travel, and sun protection during the trip. God knows how the Americans came up with these fees.
"Mr. Hannibal, are you going too far?"
"Is it too much?"
Hannibal sneered and replied.
"Mr. Bowman, do you think we owe you something? Not long ago, we had a fierce battle with Francois' mercenaries. Why we had such a bloody conflict, you and I know very well, To put it bluntly, we would be very happy to watch you go to destruction step by step instead of preparing relief supplies for your people. How about I return the money and we won’t send the supplies?"
"Wait, what happened before was a mistake, a mistake that should have been avoided. I'm sorry for your loss. I know Mr. Shepard is very angry. I can guarantee that we will try our best to provide your company with the best service in the future. To compensate, those guys who caused the conflict will not have a good ending, but now, I hope that the helicopter can take off as soon as possible and send things over!"
The liaison officer now wants to cut the guys who made this mess into pieces. It doesn't matter if you cause trouble, but you won't be able to solve it after it is done. You have to rush from Kinshasa to wipe your own behind.
Now, in order to let the helicopter take off, the liaison officer named Bowman couldn't care less. He took out his checkbook, tore off a blank sheet and handed it to Hannibal. He had given up completely now, and Shadow Company said it would take whatever he said. Anyway, in the end, he can explain the money to other shareholders.
After Hannibal got the check, he was stunned for a few seconds. After realizing that the other party was completely lying down, he stopped making things difficult. After casually sending a signal, two Huey helicopters loaded with supplies immediately took off.
Because there was no specific navigation, the two helicopters flew according to the rough legend on the map. In order to ensure that he did not fly to the wrong place, Sandmann once controlled the altitude to about 50 meters, just to clearly see the terrain and map. .
With such careful control flight, it took them two hours to find the place where the United Mining convoy was ambushed.
"Good boy, this guy reminds me of Khe Sanh!"
Looking at the densely packed black uncles on the grassland, Sandman, who was leading the way, not only curled his lips.
"These bitches are so lucky that they were attacked by an armed mob rather than a well-trained regular army!"
"If it were a regular army, these guys would have died on the first day!"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Super 62, prepare to carry out a supply mission. I'll go over first, and you'll be on guard!"
After flying around the grassland, Sandman returned to the starting point. He performed a tail-drift maneuver to slow down his speed, and then confirmed the position of the convoy again, because the black uncles were already shooting at him. It was a cold shot, so Sandman did not drop supplies by hovering, but carried out a low-altitude dive. He quickly passed over the head of the convoy at an altitude of tens of meters, and within the short ten seconds of passing by, he He tilted the helicopter and flew over at a 45-degree attitude, and the co-pilot untied the net bag in the cabin. In this way, the food and bullets fell automatically under the action of gravity, and all of them hit Belgium. On the person's head.
Then, Sandmann quickly pulled up to avoid the incoming ground fire and returned to high altitude to stand by.
The second helicopter behind them also dropped the supplies in the same manner.
Although the Belgians were very panicked about the helicopter at first, when they discovered that what they dropped were bullets and food, many people immediately jumped out of their hiding places, crying, laughing, and jumping up and down in the sky.
Looking at these happy guys, Sandman sighed expressionlessly.
"If they knew that they spent a lot of money to buy these things, would they still be so happy?"
"I think they might knock us down!"
The co-pilot said honestly.
