Chapter 245 Sam 2VSP51
Chapter 245 Sam 2VSP-51
Guzman was still angry.
He received a call from the frontline troops.
"What!"
"You said the Americans are calling?"
Guzman's expression was like he had swallowed a mouthful of shit.
"Yes! I read it right. USA is written on the fuselage. It is an American plane. It dropped several bombs on us. We suffered heavy losses. The ground forces of the Mexican anti-drug forces are fighting with us!" The head of the 2nd Regiment is a childhood friend of Guzman.
The 10 of Hearts on the wanted list of playing cards.
He is very rigorous in his work. He has been with Guzman for more than 15 years. He knows his personality very well and he will never lie to himself.
Guzman was in a mess.
After all, he is just a drug dealer. It is completely fine for you to let him do some murders and arson, but when violent means turn into war, it is not just a street fight.
You let Brother Crow go to the African battlefield as a mercenary. Don't look at him as cool. He is even cooler when he is blown to death.
He was able to militarize the drug dealers entirely because of American consultants.
He knows nothing about war.
"Captain! Get down! Get down!" A hurried voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone, dragging Guzman's chaotic thoughts back to normal, and then he heard a huge explosion from the other side.
His eardrums were about to shatter.
"Hello! Hello! Hello!" Guzman's tone was getting longer and longer, but no one answered the phone at the other end. There was only the sound of electricity, which finally stopped abruptly.
It's over.
Another brother is gone!
Is that bastard Victor going to kill everyone around him!
Before Guzman had time to feel sad, the air defense alarm in Culiacan suddenly sounded, and the bodyguard rushed in from the door, "Sir, an unidentified flying object was found in the air, please move to the underground air-raid shelter."
He shuddered, his pupils shrank, and he thought of the US Air Force. Under the protection of the bodyguards, he took the elevator directly to the underground, which was about 10 meters deep. It was specially made into a curved tunnel shape, which can effectively prevent shock waves and shrapnel.
Of course, it is not as nuclear-proof as the White House bunker.
But it is enough to prevent some air raids.
It was built by "Godfather" Gallardo at the beginning. He was a timid person, afraid that he would offend the government and be beheaded one day, but you don't think about how many planes Mexico has, and they were never used until they died. Unexpectedly, they were used by Guzman.
The head of the bodyguards was an American, a captain of the Delta Force, who was recruited by him. He was holding a walkie-talkie and talking to the outside.
Guzman could understand English.
He specially hired an American teacher with a fluent New York accent.
When he was extradited to the United States in 2017, he defended himself in English in court.
Do you think it's really that easy to be a big brother?
When you are out there, it's better to have more skills.
He heard the American consultant on the other side of the intercom say loudly, "I saw them, fuck! P-51, does the US Air Force still use such antiques? This is from the Northern Army!"
The Northern Army = the anti-drug force.
Victor! Victor again!
Guzman got excited and snatched the intercom, pressing the switch on the side, "I allow you to use any weapon to shoot them down! Shoot down these bastards!"
After spraying angrily, he stuffed it into the bodyguard captain.
The latter wiped the saliva on it with his suit...
NMD, drug dealers are just unhygienic.
I don't know if there is Escherichia coli in the saliva. Oh, that thing seems to only be in the anus.
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"Quick! Air defense in place!" On the ground, the American consultant shouted loudly.
A missile placement vehicle was dragged out, and it was the "Sam"-2 anti-aircraft missile, which was called "U-2 killer" by the US military.
This thing has a record.
It has shot down 7 U2s, and during the Vietnam War, it shot down more than 800 aircraft in total.
Unlike the Sidewinder series, this thing relies entirely on the explosion of the explosive part and is controlled by ground radar. Of course, it does not need radar, so it can only be operated manually.
What is the main feature of the Russians' things?
Cheap, durable, and fool-proof operation!
At low altitudes, there is also a killing radius of about 60 meters, and at high altitudes, it is 250 meters.
It is specially used to hit high-flying aircraft.
After all, Culiacan is the capital of the "Sinaloa Drug Trafficking Dynasty". At the strong request of the consultant, 4 "Sam"-2s were imported from Victor Bout. This thing is relatively cheap.
Old acquaintance price: 70,000 US dollars per piece.
But there are only 4, and the most important means is still the ZU-23-2 anti-aircraft gun, which is mainly economical and affordable.
Two 2A14 machine guns can hit low-flying aircraft on top and infantry on the bottom.
Victor Bout fooled them into buying 60 guns, 2 for each regiment, and the remaining 20 were "buried" in Culiacan.
You don't know where they are hidden?
They may be in a civilian house, waiting for your plane to reach overhead, and they will hide below and shoot you. They are very insidious and cunning.
Hearing the order from the American adviser.
The anti-aircraft company quickly took position, with six people in a group. Two people went up and pressed the ZU-23-2 anti-aircraft gun body down, and the tire was directly flattened, firmly fixed on the ground, and someone adjusted the angle of the muzzle.
A drug dealer sat in the back and controlled the shooting.
This is a fixed position, but there are also mobile ones.
Behind the pickup truck...
The driver chased the plane and shot!
This was actually often used on trucks and military vehicles in the Soviet Union, and Mao Xiong likes to lay it flat.
The seven P-51s did not know that they had been discovered by the enemy long ago when they rushed into the sky of Culiacan.
The American adviser holding a telescope directly gave the order, "Launch high-explosive incendiary tracer rounds HEI-T!"
"Ready! Fire!"
Anti-aircraft shells with a caliber of 23×152 mm suddenly rushed into the sky from more than a dozen directions, and the bright light directly "built" an arch bridge in mid-air.
After hearing the air-raid siren, ordinary people hiding in their homes opened their curtains and cautiously looked out. They saw sparks in the sky, a battle they had never seen in their lives.
The sudden arrival of anti-aircraft artillery was a bit unprepared.
"Disperse!" The squadron leader pulled the operating lever, dodged the line of fire gracefully, and took advantage of the gap to turn his head and look to both sides.
The fighter jets shuttled in the line of fire, with the moonlight at their backs. This scene was simply a man's romance.
The shell casings on the side of the ZU-23-2 anti-aircraft gun on the ground popped out and hit the ground, which looked very shocking.
It is indeed known as a "weapon for poor countries" and a "low-altitude bully". After the millennium, this thing is still widely used in more than 10 hot spots around the world.
But...there is a drawback to this thing.
Easy to heat gun barrel.
The manufacturer's instructions say, "It is not suitable for continuous firing, requires burst firing, and the barrel must be replaced every 100 rounds (two ammunition boxes)."
But when the war is getting intense, change to NM!
I don't even bother to change my underwear.
Ernst Udet, who replaced Manfred von Richthofen, calmly evaded the situation. Suddenly, an alarm sounded on his radar.
He quickly looked behind him and saw a missile rushing towards the "Super 68" next door!
"Super 68" kicked the accelerator to accelerate. When he saw the opponent getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and flew towards the sky, trying to open up space.
I plan to shuttle away at the speed of P-51, but if you want to run, Sam 2 does not agree. It can reach Mach 4 at the fastest!!
After all, it is a World War II aircraft, and the Sam 2 is a product of the 1950s.
Close! Close!
boom!
Sam 2 suddenly exploded next to the "Super 68". This thing relied on fragments to kill, directly blowing away the former's tail.
The tail of the plane was blown to pieces, and the entire plane immediately fell out of control and entered a spiral state. The fuselage fell from the sky like a dead bird. The stunned "Super 68" pilot forced himself to calm down.
"Skydive! "Super 68" parachute!" the squadron leader shouted eagerly through the radio.
Alarm bells were blaring all around and the altimeter was turning rapidly. Now the only way to escape was by parachuting. The pilot unbuckled his seat belt and flew out as soon as he opened the cockpit.
Ernst Udet on the "Super 69" saw the plane crash and explode, while the pilot in mid-air had opened his parachute.
But he could only watch, unable to do anything.
"Drop the bombs and return!"
"Captain, what should we do with Migos?" someone asked on the radio.
The other party was quiet for a moment, "Governor Victor will bless him and execute the order!"
The rest of the P-51s could only drop their bombs in a hurry and return quickly. Ernst Udet aimed at a building and threw it directly. Boom! A mushroom cloud exploded.
When returning, he glanced at the ground.
He seemed to see...
The landed Migos was hung up in a residential area.
Drug dealers kept approaching him.
Migos Jose Anthony cut off his parachute. He was seriously injured. He was walking on his feet and his face was scratched. He saw a boy lying next to the street where he fell, covered in black. It was dirty and even smelly. She looked at him timidly and curled up.
He took off the "Victor Medal" that symbolized courage from his chest, threw it to the other party, and smiled at the other party, "Let's go, it's not safe here. If you have a chance, please bury my medal with my grave."
The child was confused.
Migos Jose Anthony shouted at the other party, "Go!"
The little boy trembled, picked up the medal and ran away holding his head.
He climbed into a dog hole with ease, but he didn't leave. He just lay down and looked outside.
He saw a "huge" figure standing strong. His left foot was injured and blood was constantly oozing. The military uniform on his body was so beautiful, and his blond hair looked so chic.
There are more and more drug dealers around.
But they obviously want to catch someone alive, so they can go to Boss Guzman to claim credit.
Migos Jose Anthony wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, took out his gun, and looked in the direction of Tijuana with nostalgia in his eyes.
He looked at the drug dealers approaching.
shouted loudly in Spanish.
"Please wrap my body with Victor's flag. The anti-drug cause will win! The cause of humanity will win!"
"Hi! Victor! Hooray!"
Migos Jose Anthony roared again heartbreakingly, and stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth without hesitation at all.
boom!
The body fell directly.
Blood seeped from his temples and he looked at the sky.
Victor!
Long live!
This scene shocked the drug dealers around, and there was a brief silence on the battlefield.
The little boy lying in the dog hole tightly covered his mouth.
His eyes widened as he looked at this shocking scene.
Looking at the other's body, he looked down at the medal in his hand. There was Spanish written on it, but he couldn't read it.
Actually, it said: My body and fighter plane guard the blue!
And it was a half-length portrait.
He murmured: "Hi! Victor!"
The drug dealers who reacted again seemed to be dissatisfied that so many of them were scared by a pilot. They rushed up and buried the other's body.
Paper tiger...
Volunteering against the dead!
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