However, while there are countless bosses in PMC companies, there is only one Weasel.
The first lesson Xia Yu taught Rudolf to join the Weasel crew was to make him understand this point.
Even if a player with a cheat system is targeted by enemies, they are fine, but ordinary people only have one life.
Being familiar with the operation of weapons and equipment and having a clear understanding of their combat capabilities is only for making the most correct deployment when formulating tactics, not for you to lead the charge into battle.
Like Old Yev, sitting in the rear and resolving the employees' worries, being good at listening to the opinions of professionals—that's enough.
But people can't teach someone everything, but they can learn something by being taught. Xia Yu planned to take this opportunity to give the young man a good lesson, instead of rambling on and on.
"Squeak squeak"
As the group of black men sorted and packed various types of S-8 unguided rockets into the rocket pods, Rudolf finally locked the shield.
The four rocket pods, the four Hellfire missiles on the left and right, and the machine gun turret directly below the nose were all features that his single-engine Bell lacked.
In the past, he would have thought the Apache was cool, but from the boss's perspective, that thing was really too expensive. No wonder many American PMC companies only take on the AH-1 Cobra and don't even look at the Apache.
From the user's perspective, it's alright for pilots, but the gunner's compartment is extremely small. It takes a lot of effort to squeeze in, let alone stay there for several hours before coming out.
Aside from being a bit noisier and having a less comfortable ride, the female Deer offers a generous amount of interior space.
On a long-haul trip, pilots and gunners can take turns flying, and the person taking over can even find time to eat.
Needless to say, the unique transport capsule allows you to carry an extra load of ammunition without needing to bring an airborne squad, giving you double the firepower and double the fun.
"Boss, this time when we attack the stronghold in Michoacán, will we bring more ammunition than last time?"
After finishing his work, Rudolf asked Xia Yu, who was holding his son, what he had done.
"We will not only carry more ammunition, but we will also only need to carry half the amount of aviation kerosene. In critical moments, less weight means more mobility."
He didn't quite understand what Xia Yu was saying. They had air superiority; was the maneuverability of their attack helicopters really that important?
If that's the case, mobility isn't really that important. The problem is that Elmenjohn, the head of this drug cartel, has both money and manpower.
Ever since discovering that CJNJ was using Spike-SR and Kornet anti-tank missiles, Xia Yu had been on guard against the possibility that the other side might sneak up some surprises.
If you're flying a fighter jet, you still have a chance of surviving against an old guy, but an attack helicopter is far too vulnerable.
If we don't pay close attention, the doe fall could very well happen again.
So now any extra maneuverability is good, and just as Rudolf was disillusioned with the Apache, after the company equipped the Red Cheetah, he was no longer so fond of the coaxial counter-rotating Ka-52.
This thing can still fly even after its tail fins are shot off by a portable anti-aircraft missile, but what if it gets hit by a proper anti-aircraft missile?
Even if the fuselage is made of titanium alloy, it's useless. At this point, you can only rely on maneuverability to dodge. Unfortunately, the flexible coaxial dual propeller design is lacking in maneuverability.
Even a slightly larger maneuver could cause the paddles to wobble. Until the technology is further improved, the traditional single-paddle design is still more reliable.
The Old Deer Tiger and Longbow Cross Deer are upgrades of the Mi-28 Havoc's main rotor, tail rotor, and transmission system based on the Mi-35m design.
The weight was reduced and the mobility was improved, which led to the current method of luring snakes out of their holes.
Elmenjo was looking for an opportunity, and so was Xia.
Having already used himself as bait, it would be hard for the other party not to take the bait. But at this moment, Rudolf had not yet realized what he was about to face and was happily helping Xia Yu take care of the child.
A month ago, he was still a child himself, but he never imagined that he would grow up to be able to take care of children.
Rudolf suddenly realized that he had reached the age where he should get married and have children.
Now that they have said goodbye to their previous life of revelry, starting a family and building a career has naturally become the next step.
Meanwhile, Elmenjo, who had already started a family but whose entire family was in prison, left his mountain retreat and took a helicopter to the neighboring state of Zacatecas.
As a respectable man, Old Ai had no bad habits and only cared about his appearance. His sons and daughters were all born to his first wife, unlike Guzman, who had ten children during his escape.
This made Elmenjoy particularly angry at the provocation from the concentrated fire defense, and to vent his anger, he wanted to go to the scene in person to see Xia Yu's pathetic state after being defeated.
Leaving the cave shelter was certainly risky, but he trusted that the Menjo Special Forces command would protect him.
However, as he changed helicopters, boats, and vehicles along the way, Xia Yu also made several phone calls.
"Are you two getting ready to leave? Thank you for your trouble. Once this is over, I'll treat everyone to a lavish meal from Brother Moxi, guaranteed to be the most authentic."
As he made his last call, he smiled and made a promise.
"No trouble at all, not at all. We should thank Mr. Sherlock for giving us this opportunity."
The person on the other end of the phone also laughed as they spoke.
Such opportunities are indeed rare, and if they miss them, they will regret it for the rest of their lives.
"Okay, see you later."
After exchanging words, Xia Yu hung up the phone. The next time they contacted each other, it would have to be through an encrypted radio channel. Making a phone call during combat would be Iron Man-like behavior.
"Dad, I want to go too."
Hearing his father's words, Xiao Youzi put down his Moxi Brother Crepe and immediately signed up.
"You'd better stay in Mom's car and sleep!"
Xia Yu bluntly told him that he couldn't handle it. They had to set off after midnight. Even the most energetic little devils, with all the energy they had generated during the day, wouldn't last until the time when these mammals were actually working.
"Hmph, I can do it."
Little Yuzu frowned, as if to say, "Don't underestimate me!"
Children understand what they're talking about, and no matter how stubborn they are, they can't withstand a sudden power outage.
The phone was turned off before 10 p.m. Xia Yu pried open her son's little hand and put him into the baby cradle in the cockpit of the Weasel K1.
He himself preferred to sleep on the operating table at the back because it was cooler, and just hoped that tonight's operation would go smoothly so that Liv and Dorothea could have less work to do.
"Set off!"
The armored convoy set off in the afternoon, and only two armed helicopters have left the camp at this moment.
"Splash splash"
Old Deer Tiger and Longbow Cross Deer took off at the same time. Old Han and his crew flew north to Zacatecas, while the Weasel crew flew south to the inland areas of Michoacán.
Unfortunately, the fruit bats cannot strike the CJNJ's stronghold in this area, so we have to deploy attack helicopters.
More than 300 elite troops were stationed in this area. In order to lure the enemy out, Xia Yu had been reluctant to take this piece of meat. Today, the time was finally right.
"Groundhog, you drive these 100 kilometers."
Xia Yu gave the order to Rudolf in the gunner's compartment at the front.
Although he was an intern, in order to better integrate, he gave himself a nickname—Groundhog, Mo Xi Ge Groundhog.
Marmots are not as cunning and warlike as weasels, but their fighting ability should not be underestimated, not to mention their accurate judgment of the weather.
Rudolph's nickname has a good meaning, but the real test is yet to come. "Yes, boss!"
After Xia Yu relinquished control, he took over driving the old deer-tiger.
The technology is only good for getting around, but it can't handle any kind of motorized maneuvers.
What's surprising, however, is Rudolf's combat ability. He's quite accurate with his Gatling gun turret, which he says comes from playing video games.
But being accurate with a machine gun is useless; shooting down an attack helicopter in the game isn't difficult.
Switching to reality is even easier. With the intelligence deliberately leaked by Xia Yu, Elmenjohn deployed two S-125 medium-range air defense systems near two outposts in Zacatecas and Michoacán.
Yes, the SAM-3, the medium-range air defense missile that shot down the F-117 stealth fighter.
Despite its glorious past, it is now an outdated piece of equipment. It is definitely not effective against fighter jets, but against low-altitude targets such as attack helicopters, the probability of shooting it down is definitely over 90%.
Not to mention that the two S-125 systems that Vlad sold to Elmenjo were upgraded based on the modernized version of the Sanmao missiles, but the missiles were still the old 5V27s, only refurbished, instead of being upgraded to 5V27D and 5V27DE.
Such a system consists of one radar vehicle and two twin-launcher vehicles. Because of the upgraded optoelectronic system, it can still operate even if the radar is jammed by electronic warfare.
It's just a PMC company; it doesn't have the capability for electronic warfare.
Raising his binoculars and looking at the four missiles on the two launchers under the night sky, Elmenjo was filled with excitement.
The anti-aircraft missiles that can even shoot down American stealth fighters are a bit old, so it doesn't matter. Moreover, the advantage lies in trading four missiles for one attack helicopter!
"Beep beep beep"
Suddenly, his satellite phone rang.
"Jeffe, we are in position and ready to strike the dock landing ship that is under concentrated fire defense at any time."
The head of the Menjo Special Forces called from the coastal jungles of Michoacán, with the third batch of weapons and equipment recently delivered to him, purchased by El-Menjo specifically to deal with the Firefighting unit.
They couldn't take down the enemy's tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, which were divided into four or five assault squads, but their positions were in territorial waters. Once marked, the warships, which could be reported by "fishermen" at any time, would become easy targets.
Even if we can't sink them, we should still wound them and kill dozens of our men.
Similarly, we must also take down the two armed helicopters of Jihuo Defense, especially since Lao Ai heard that one of them was personally piloted by the other side's boss.
He was determined not to let this opportunity slip by, no matter what.
Hmph, four anti-aircraft missiles for saturation air defense, let's see how the enemy dies.
At this moment, Elmenjohn was exceptionally confident in himself, but he was unaware of an old Chinese proverb: "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
"Wait for my order. As soon as we launch, you fire immediately."
"Yes, Jefe."
With such a favorable window of opportunity, Lao Ai planned to employ a two-pronged approach: simultaneously destroying all the missiles, then bombing the radar vehicle and launch vehicle, bringing the entire group into a state of silence.
While he was scheming about concentrated fire defense, wasn't Xia Yu also scheming against CJNJ?
His philosophy is always to take the initiative rather than to be on the defensive, even though his opponents may think he has the upper hand.
"The flight is alright. Once I get back to Afica, I'll have plenty of doe. I can grind for two hours every day and the progress will be fast."
"We've taken back control of Old Deer and Tiger," Xia Yu and Rudolph said.
The cost of flight hours for old female deer isn't too high, but it's a bit strenuous to farm them.
"To crack down on drug cartels, armed helicopters are a very important piece of equipment. Routine operations are not a big problem, but we must guard against the enemy resorting to underhanded tactics when they are desperate."
Seeing that there was still time, Xia Yu began the lesson.
"Boss, what should we do if they try something underhanded?"
"Of course, we should take the initiative and call on our friends to gang up on them."
Xia Yu said matter-of-factly.
A single company's strength is limited; only through cooperation can we cope with complex battlefield environments.
"My friend Moxi's PMC company is nothing special, but the villagers' security team is quite good."
Rudolf said thoughtfully.
He created this new company because his country's PMC companies were incompetent, and naturally, he couldn't rely on these competitors.
However, their weapons were rudimentary, but they were still capable of confronting the drug cartel's determined security team.
Unable to protect them, civilians who did not want their homes to become the territory of drug cartels spontaneously formed fortified villages to protect themselves, thus giving rise to civilian organizations such as security teams.
"Yes, don't underestimate their combat capabilities or fighting skills. They can obtain more in-depth intelligence than DEA, which is very useful to you."
"However, they can only provide indirect assistance; direct assistance must come from the American people."
Xia Yu first affirmed the role of the civilian security team, and then changed the subject to mention the Americans.
Mo Xige rejected the official "olive branch," but unofficial channels were not prohibited.
"Just watch, you'll have a new understanding after today."
Seeing that Rudolf didn't quite understand, Xia Yu said meaningfully.
There were some things that Márquez didn't tell his son, but he had obtained the president's authorization from the very beginning.
Old Ma knew the risks of acting as bait in this operation, but if Boss Xia wasn't afraid, why should he, as the father, be afraid?
Starting a PMC company is no small matter, especially in a country like Mexico.
Since he was destined to become a thorn in the side of all drug cartels, it was better to let his son adapt to all of this as soon as possible.
"Yes, boss!"
Rudolf became a little nervous, but with Xia Yu sitting right behind him, a strong sense of security welled up in his heart again.
Yes, he joined the Weasel Crew.
"Splash splash"
"Groundhog, mark the parking lot with two Hellfires."
Stopping less than 7 kilometers from the target stronghold, Xia Yu instructed Rudolf to launch a long-range strike.
This is also the only long-range precision strike method of the old deer tiger. Launching unguided rockets can also reach a long distance, but that is firepower coverage.
"Yes, boss!"
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