If the Huey is the air taxi of the United States, then the Mi-8 Hippo helicopter is the air taxi of the Soviet Union. This helicopter has been in service since the 1960s and is still active in various fields in the second decade after the millennium. Industry and region, because the equipment base ranks first in the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Kalashnikov of the helicopter industry.
At this moment, the two Mi-8 helicopters that appeared only about five or six kilometers away from the well were dressed in earthy desert camouflage. In addition, there were rocket nests mounted on both sides and twin machine guns on the nose, indicating that this thing was not Not some big elephant that can only take a beating, but a porcupine covered in spikes.
The most important thing is that after so many external weapons are attached to the Mi-8 helicopter, it can still fit 24 fully armed Soviet soldiers in the cabin.
"Hahaha, did you see it, Sergey!"
"See, I finally caught those cunning foxes!"
In the cabins of the two helicopters, the crew members from the Soviet Union were communicating with each other. Their identities were not regular Soviet troops, but Soviet volunteers in the Libyan army. Of course, there was no difference between the two, but the face project What should be done must be done, just like the Cuban pilots who were shot down in the Angolan Civil War. Their identities are Cuban volunteers, not active military personnel.
In addition to the Soviet pilots flying the plane, there were also military volunteers from East Germany and Cuba in the cabin. These volunteers were wearing Goka sand-colored combat uniforms, and what they were holding in their arms were not old AK47s or AKs. Old stuff, but a brand new aks74 rifle. This is a small-caliber rifle jointly designed by the Kalashnikov Design Bureau and the TsNIITochash Design Bureau. The aks74 is a model specially developed for airborne troops.
It is no accident that this force appears here. They are nominally a small special force under the command of the Soviet military advisory group stationed in Libya. They are only responsible for the safety of the advisory group. However, as the war situation became stalemate, the Soviet advisors could not stand it anymore. After consulting Moscow, the regiment decided to help the Libyans.
After all, Gaddafi bought a lot of money from the Soviet arsenal. What if he suffered a big loss and stopped buying in the future?
The KGB elites who did what they said quickly came up with an extremely careful combat plan and obtained the approval of the advisory group. The Soviets also knew that the Chadian army widely used mercenaries to fight, and their plan was also very simple. Rough, since Habré relies so much on mercenaries, then they pretend to be mercenaries to cause trouble!
To this end, the members selected by the special forces have also specially added a foreign language standard. Almost everyone can speak one or two foreign languages, and they can do so without an accent!
Of course, it is not easy to pretend to be a mercenary. Although Chad welcomes all comers, the Americans who have roots in Chad will also screen the source of mercenaries. The Soviet special forces suddenly appear and they are sure to think of a name. It was impossible to get through, so the Soviets used the most direct method. They planned to kill a group of mercenaries and then disguise themselves as them!
For this reason, it doesn't matter even if a Libyan friendly force is cruelly sacrificed!
The Soviet special forces began to monitor their own supply convoys in the desert area at the beginning of the month. Then, based on feedback from all parties, they determined that the team that was sending supplies to the armored forces was the most dangerous because they had to cross hundreds of kilometers of desert alone. , and the nearest friendly unit is dozens of kilometers away. Once the convoy is attacked, there is no possibility of survival!
Therefore, the Soviets waited in the distance until the convoy was attacked.
It can be said that both sides are fishing, but the Soviets have more bait, and the fish they catch are naturally bigger!
"Haha, did you see that, man, those guys were scared!"
"Calm down, Sergey, maybe they have missiles!"
"It's okay, as long as I don't give them a chance to launch!"
The Soviet pilot named Sergei swooped down in a helicopter, and then began to cover the ground with brutal firepower.
The Mi-8 helicopter they drove was equipped with a total of four rocket launching nests, with a total of 64 rockets, which was perfect for washing the ground.
The French mercenaries on the ground fled frantically in all directions. They did not have any heavy weapons, and the few machine guns they had did not have anti-aircraft brackets for shooting in the air. Some people tried to create miracles with their rifles, but were then stopped. Rockets blasted into the sky.
While Sergey was bombarding the mercenaries on the ground with rockets, he also did not forget to operate the twin 12.7mm machine guns hanging under the nose of the aircraft to fire at the ground. While flying over the heads of the mercenaries, the special forces in the cabin The soldiers also did not forget to shoot a few rounds on the ground with a Deshika set up at the door of the cabin.
The mercenaries were knocked to the ground one by one. Just as they easily harvested the Libyan soldiers who had no fighting ability, they were also easily harvested and their lives were taken away by helicopters.
While Sergey was firing at the mercenaries on the ground, another Mi-8 helicopter chased the escaping mercenaries and saw the vehicle they had hidden behind the dunes. Then, the helicopter began to circle in a small area. , driving away the mercenaries who were trying to get closer, because the Soviet soldiers behind the cabin also needed vehicles after landing, so naturally the trucks and jeeps of these mercenaries could not be destroyed casually.
After killing some mercenaries approaching, the wingman took the lead in rappelling down the special forces in the cabin. After these well-trained special forces soldiers landed, they immediately divided into groups and began to advance further with the support of overhead helicopters. Encircle and suppress the scattered mercenaries.
At the other end, the Sergei machine, which had run out of ammunition, dropped the soldiers directly onto the top of the sand dune in the center of the battlefield. The Iron Fist mercenaries, who had killed most of them with rockets and machine guns, had no power to fight back.
After landing, these Soviet soldiers rushed in all directions bravely, digging out from the sand those who were still pretending to be dead. .
In less than half an hour, except for the dead and wounded, almost all the mercenaries who were still alive were gathered at the same place, but this time they changed places with the wounded Libyans.
A 1.9-meter-tall Soviet officer looked at these French people with their hands raised with interest, and then shouted.
"Who is your commander?"
Then, a charred hand was slowly raised, and Captain Bertrand, whose gray beard and hair had turned into a charred style, stood up.
"I am their commander, and I demand that my people receive fair and just treatment as prisoners of war!"
