In the distance, the doe and the antelope parted ways, speeding towards their respective destinations.
With a two-man crew and the Mi-24V's higher payload, Hans and his team were tasked with clearing three black mine sites, while Xia Yu only needed to deal with one.
This is a gold mine controlled by an armed group called the Alliance of Democratic Forces (AdF).
According to a UN investigation, they kill an average of more than a thousand civilians each year, a level of brutality compared to other militia groups.
Xia Yu felt that this was trending towards becoming an extremist terrorist organization, so they had to take strong measures.
This group, hiding in the rainforest on the border of the country and controlling the mining of black gold, is a branch of their operation to earn operating funds. He plans to wipe them out in one fell swoop.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~~"
The sounds of gunfire and the roar of helicopter engines coming from several kilometers away made even the slowest-witted militants realize what was happening.
Those with guns took their guns, those with rocket launchers took their rocket launchers, none of them backed down and ran away.
Xia Yu likes this tough style; if he crumbles at the slightest touch, others might think he's bullying the weak!
"Thump~ thump~~"
The first to fire was a heavy machine gun mounted on the back of an armed pickup truck. I don't know where they found some old chili sauce from the last century, but it went silent after only two shots.
The bullet must have jammed!
"Thump~ thump~ thump~ thump~~"
Xia Yu's Rh202 doesn't jam. He tilts the nose forward and fires a burst of DM43, and the rusty receiver cover will be torn to shreds.
In Afica, the old M2 is really no good. You sold so much gold dust, what kind of heavy motorcycle can't you get in return? You got ripped off for trying to save money!
"Whoosh~~"
An RPG shooter rushed out of the cabin and fired a rocket, but the little antelope deftly dodged it, easily avoiding the RPG which had no proximity fuse.
If it's a close-range missile, then it's a shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missile, and currently only the rebels in this border area have these things.
"Thump~ thump~ thump~~"
Without a machine gun pod, the 20mm autocannon is barely usable, but its performance is rather inhumane.
"Da~da~bang~da~~"
More militants opened fire, but amidst hundreds of M43 intermediate-power rounds, a full-power 7.62x54mm rimmed round struck the Gazelle's cockpit window, leaving a white bullet mark.
Sniper rifle?
Having been in the industry for so long, Xia Yu has rarely been sniped, because when he's hiding in the cockpit of the T-64B1M, even a 125mm bullet can't penetrate its armor.
Helicopters, especially the Gazelle, may seem a bit fragile, but with Master Gou Dao's bulletproof glass, skin, and additional armor, their defense is maxed out.
If it's not 12.7mm or larger, what's the point of firing a sniper round?
Xia Yu quickly located the sniper's position; it looked like he was holding an SVd.
It was a good gun, but times have changed.
Xia Yu opened the overhead sight and pressed the fire button twice.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~~"
Two Snab 68 rockets were fired from the left rocket pod, one in front and one behind.
The six-piece folding tail fins automatically deploy, and the solid rocket motor propels the missile toward the target below.
"Boom~ Rumble~~"
The piezoelectric fuse directly detonates the multi-purpose fragmentation warhead, engulfing the sniper in flames and fragments.
This was Xia Yu's first time firing this 68mm French-made rocket, which was more powerful than the Soviet 57mm and comparable to the old American 70mm Hydra.
It seems that China is also developing a 70mm small rocket launcher, which proves that this size is quite classic. However, rectangular rocket launch pods are really rare internationally, making one very eager to own one.
In the ensuing battle, Xia Yu emptied the remaining 10 rockets and had only one magazine of machine gun ammunition left, though two HOT-3 rounds were still hanging on the rack.
He won't waste missiles if there's no worthwhile target.
Leaving behind ruins, the little antelope began its return journey.
Meanwhile, the Mi-24V, with half of its ammunition remaining, continued its journey to the next mining site.
It truly lives up to its name as an airborne infantry fighting vehicle. Its ammunition capacity is comparable to that of a heavy attack helicopter, and Xia Yu has made up for its shortcomings in defense through modifications and upgrades.
With one light and one medium-sized attack helicopter, the two armed helicopters cleared most of the obstacles, leaving Kuhn and his men with no time to even use up their 200 rounds of ammunition before they had to start cleaning up the battlefield.
The busiest among them are Big Yellow and Big Black. No matter how deeply these armed groups bury their ill-gotten gains, they can still be detected.
Even with all members of both number teams turning into engineers, it seemed like there wasn't enough time to dig.
This wasn't difficult; Xia Yu had prepared in advance, having stockpiled a batch of OZ-1 trench bombs produced by the former Sun United.
The engineering munitions, designed to rapidly create individual trenches in permafrost environments, blasted open Afica's iconic red soil, exposing gold dust and dollars buried deep underground.
"Boom!"
As kids, we played with firecrackers; as adults, we play with explosives. You could say that young people who love explosions have a lot of fun.
After attacking the camp where the "hollow vegetable" field was discovered yesterday, Xia Yu, who had run out of ammunition, did not go back to resupply. Instead, he landed directly and joined the ground troops in clearing the area.
Using an oZ-1 iron broom to blast open a money-hiding location, the militiamen unearthed a large amount of gold coins.
Xia Yu casually grabbed a handful of gold dust, and the system detected that its purity reached 86.34%.
They weighed it again, and it came to 10.62 kilograms, with a whole bag full of $10, $20, and $50 dollar bills.
Vacuum-sealed and sealed, the damp soil did not damage the cotton and linen US dollar bills. However, given the small denomination and the degree of wear and tear, it can be basically determined that these were obtained from selling cigarettes.
It's very gratifying; there shouldn't be such depraved things in the world.
Outside, Domi controlled the GpZ-80's track-type mine-clearing plow, opening it and inserting the plow blade 30 to 50 centimeters into the ground, then shifted into gear and propelled it forward.
The lush, vibrant tobacco plants were uprooted and pushed to both sides, and several acres were cleared away in no time.
With his own photographer absent, Kohler picked up his camera and took photos of Anka with "his creations."
These are all part of his resume. Our Lieutenant Colonel Chinaz led his men to destroy an armed group's hemp cultivation base on the border, making his own contribution to the country's anti-drug cause.
As for the spoils, Little Anka wasn't envious at all; his mine was producing gold every day!
This is the real golden goose that lays the golden eggs, and the concentrated fire defense earns some spoils of war, which is worthy of their efforts.
After leaving the cabin, Xia Yu arrived at an illegal mining site near the camp.
"It's a typical columbite-tantalite mine. The mine shaft should be hundreds of meters deep from here, and the ore is all dug and transported by hand."
After taking the photos, Anka walked over and said this.
His family works in this industry, so he's practically an expert.
"When I flew over just now, I think I saw two guys with AKs take cover."
Xia Yu pointed his gun at the cave entrance and said.
His eyesight is excellent; he couldn't possibly be mistaken.
“Then we have to help them out. The probability of a mine collapsing is very high if it is constantly dug or left undug for a long time.”
Little Anka said eagerly.
He beckoned to his guards, and the young man immediately pulled out all the grenades he had on him.
Two M67s, these magnesium baseball grenades have a charge of 184g, which is more powerful than the Soviet-made Little Lemon grenade that Xia Yu used before, and the French-made Lucher grenade that he is using now.
The price is well controlled within $50, and the procurement price for other countries is also similar, so Anka Armored Battalion uses this model.
"I think one is enough for me."
As Xia Yu spoke, he took an egg-shaped grenade from the grenade pouch on his tactical vest.
The RG-60tb thermobaric grenade uses a thermobaric explosive, unlike most grenades which use a mixture of TNT and RDX. This grenade is designed for use in confined spaces.
This one was a trophy seized from the decapitation squad during the last attack by the white-hatted team.
The enemy wants to break into the village and then throw two bullets into his tortoise-shell-like parking lot; that would be very effective.
It was great, but it was killed before it could even be used.
There were about eight or nine in total, but Xia Yu only carried one for self-defense. Unfortunately, he never had a chance to test its power.
Little Anka wants to send two militants to their final resting place. Two M67s might not be enough, so adding an RG-60TB would be much better.
Clutching three grenades with the safety pins pulled, Xia Yu and Xiao Anka exchanged a glance before throwing them together into the dark hole.
"Boom~ Rumble~~"
Several muffled explosions rang out in succession, and the mine shaft collapsed. The ground where the two had just been standing was now clearly dented.
However, they blew up one illegal mine today, and after the army leaves, more illegal mines will appear here.
The unique geographical location determined the chaos here; long-term stationed troops were either corrupted or frequently subjected to guerrilla warfare.
A practical and effective approach would be to crack down on such activities every two years.
The operation lasted from dawn until nightfall, while Sasu, who had heard the commotion long before, was restless.
He hesitated whether to take the initiative and seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Busa's camp.
"Buzz~~"
The Sparrowhawk A, which was firing at high altitude from the SAM-24, extinguished Sasu's impulse.
Even when the other side attacked those armed groups, they kept an eye on their side.
According to reports from his subordinates, both helicopters of Jihuo Defense were carrying anti-tank missiles.
This made him even more hesitant to make any rash moves. They still had an advantage at home, but if they went out, they would really get crushed.
Just like the D-20 howitzer we sent out to harass the other side last time, it was directly counter-killed at our doorstep, and we didn't get to collect the body until the next night.
Sasu clearly hadn’t read “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”. Before the arrival of the Massar rocket artillery battalion and a howitzer company, Jihuo Defense and Anka mechanized infantry battalion were almost all mobilized. This was a feint!
He didn't go all in when he should have, and a single drone turned him into a nervous wreck; that's how his situation became.
However, this also shows that Xia Yu is quite wicked.
Hey, I'm just kidding, I'm just bluffing by saying I'm carrying missiles on my helicopter.
One day wasn't enough; the entire strike operation lasted until the afternoon of the third day, when the Massar rocket artillery battalion finally arrived after a long and arduous journey.
Kuhn and the others weren't very tired, but Big Black and Big Yellow were exhausted.
Quickly fry two steaks for them to nourish them; it's their turn to work next.
With ammunition reserves, especially conventional ammunition for helicopters, 80% gone, Xia Yu, seeing the situation was dire, sent three logistics employees back to Konglugala the next day to resupply ammunition.
Three double-trailer heavy trucks—that's equivalent to six standard containers of ammunition.
Apart from those used by the concentrated fire defense unit itself, the rest were prepared for the Massar rocket artillery battalion.
As the world's most numerous self-propelled multiple rocket launcher, the BM-21 Hail is a frequent visitor to the arms market, given that over 11,000 have been produced, both original and copied.
Since he wasn't considering using it himself, Xia Yu didn't buy a whole vehicle. Instead, he spent over $20,000 to buy a 40-tube launcher that someone had salvaged. He then found a 6x6 truck, modified it, and started printing all sorts of 122mm rockets.
Large quantities can reduce material costs. He printed 800 copies at once, which also reduced the price per copy to over $900.
Wholesale at $7,000 per order would yield nearly seven times the profit, making it worthwhile for Xia Yu to pull off such a heist.
After all, fertilizers, pesticides, and various chemical raw materials were not selling well in his hometown, and he, who was doing business outside, had to help sell them.
But if you're talking about those large-caliber, extended-range, precision-guided rockets, only the rich guys in the Middle East can afford to buy rockets.
For non-producing countries, these things are unthinkable without a per capita GDP of tens of thousands of US dollars.
In the mixed brigade camp of the mopping-up operation, in this tent belonging to the concentrated fire defense, Xia Yu is using a handheld spectrometer, the same model as Alexei's, to test the gold content of piles of gold dust in front of him.
The system can detect things faster, but he needs to show his colleagues what fairness, impartiality, and transparency truly mean.
The cash amounted to 537,000 US dollars and 214,000 euros, all of which had been counted using a portable money counter.
The only uncertainty now is about how much gold is contained in these 158.65 kilograms of gold dust.
Domi wrote down the content given by the detector on a piece of paper, multiplied it by the weight using a computer, and finally obtained an accurate number.
Add these numbers together one by one until you get a total of 134.37 kilograms.
Based on today's closing price of $1236.64 per ounce, that's $5.3424 million.
It may not seem like a lot, but that's because gold prices are currently at a low level.
Given that chaos and war are the dominant themes in the world, gold should have significant upside potential in the future.
It was precisely because Xia Yu was optimistic about gold that he did not sell a single gram of the gold bricks and gold dust he acquired, but instead divided them into three portions for storage.
Of these, 50% are placed in the safest cave base, 30% are placed on the second floor underground of the vehicle yard, and the remaining 20% are kept in the system's storage warehouse.
Gold is used in the printing of some weapons and equipment. In case of urgent need, it can be printed directly in the gold plate commonly found in Shuibei. Even the quality control supervisor of the manufacturer cannot tell that it is "fake".
"Alright, let me calculate how much money each person will get."
Xia Yu took the calculator from Domi and started doing calculations.
Half of the total goes to the public, and the remainder, excluding Xia Yu, is divided equally among the 17 people, which means each person gets 18 da bu liu.
They made a profit; even if they didn't receive salaries later, they still earned enough to cover one or two years' worth of wages.
Being eligible for spoils of war is even more profitable than becoming a company shareholder!
Goodness, these guys really have no confidence in the concentrated fire defense.
He just bought more equipment, but those are all productivity tools. Without them, would the client give you the project?
Sure enough, these roughnecks have no business sense whatsoever; I'm really afraid they'll fall victim to telecom fraud.
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