Chapter nine hundred and eighteen
Since you want to hide from the plane, you have to hide it separately so that you will not be blown up by one blow. Before you separated from Gao Yang, Erin looked at Gao Yang with a helpless look on her face: "Boss, I found that you are now a crow's mouth. I really doubt whether the plane just now came after hearing your call."
Gao Yang has been bombed more than once, so it would be fine if he was thrown into the sky by a plane. It was just a false alarm. However, he was forced to climb on the scorching sand and put on a disguise net on himself and endured the high temperature. This made Gao Yang regret the curse he issued very much.
Gao Yang did not have an engineer shovel, and he didn't have much time to disguise, so when he climbed onto the sand and grinned with scalp, Gao Yang said on the intercom: "Everyone is conscious of the movements in the sky. As long as the attack plane comes, we will retreat quickly. It's really hot to hide it like this. Also, rabbit, did you say anything just now, for example, curse those idiots being blown up or something."
Cui Bo whined and said nothing, but Fry, who was in the same car with Cui Bo, said anxiously: "That's right, rabbit said that these idiots who don't know what they are should be bombed by the plane. After he said that, the plane came."
Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Very good, very good, I feel relieved. The rabbit is still the one who is talking about the crow, not me, I feel relieved."
Cui Bo finally said, "I blame you again."
Gao Yang sighed and said, "There is no way. Who makes your crow beat every time? Remember, you must have been thinking about your brain before you want to talk next time. Try to cheat others and don't cheat us."
No one talks anymore, it is really hard to bear to be hot, but it is not unbearable. When Israel is trained, high-temperature training is carried out a lot. In fact, Israel's climate is similar to Syria, and normal training is carried out under high temperatures.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Cui Bo suddenly said, "Here's here, the plane is here, I saw it. It's coming from the northwest, but only one, I guess it's a reconnaissance plane."
After Cui Bo finished speaking, Grolev also said: "I saw it too, only one, and I can't see the model."
Gao Yang said in a deep voice: "Wait, I probably can't find us."
The colors on the desert are very monotonous. By relying on visual search, you can find vehicles on the ground, but it is almost impossible to find people lying on the ground and covering camouflage nets. If the vehicle is disguised and handles the camouflage nets better, and not leaving obvious shadows, it is not easy to detect the reconnaissance aircraft.
Gao Yang and his friends were all prepared for a disguise net, although they were not sure that they would not be discovered. The chance of exposure must have been greatly reduced, but Gao Yang is now beginning to worry about the truck they escorted.
It is morning now, and the sun has not reached its highest position. In the uncovered desert, the high trucks will have a shadow under the sunlight, and the strong color difference is easily observed in the desert.
Gao Yang felt that the truck could not be saved. Maybe it was blown up in the first round of air raids. Once the truck was not protected, their mission had been declared to be failed, but there was no way. This is the force majeure factor. The air raid and the people who were in charge were too stupid, and they were part of the force majeure factor.
However, Gao Yang is quite content. If the task fails, it will fail. As long as the person is fine, there is no way to go. Moreover, when there is no way to do anything, although the final payment will not be received, the deposit will not be refunded.
The reconnaissance plane flew away quickly, lowered its altitude, and then left after turning two rounds above Gao Yang and their heads. As for whether it was exposed, there was no way to know.
Gao Yang said weakly: "Wait a little longer. If someone is exposed, an attack plane should come soon. If no attack plane comes, then bear it for a while and then find a cool place to hide."
Not long after, Clooney's voice came from the intercom Gao Yang was holding. He said weakly: "Hey, can we leave? I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to be scalded to death."
Gao Yang sighed, "Clooney, how is your situation there? Did the truck get blown up?"
"The truck is fine, and the people I brought are fine, but those people are in trouble, with no six pickup trucks left."
Gao Yang said in surprise: "How is it possible? The truck has the biggest target, how could it not be bombed?"
"It was blown up, but it just didn't hit. The truck took the motor evasion. Fortunately, it was not blown up, and they had already made a disguise, so there should be no problem."
It is understandable that those who Clooney brought are fine. Gao Yang can be understood. First of all, Syria's air force equipment is not advanced. Their attack method is to aim and fire rockets, or throw bombs, and throw two outdated second-generation surface-to-air missiles in the sky. Therefore, when encountering a small car that quickly serpentine maneuver escapes, and when encountering a straight-line car that only knows, there is no suspense for the pilot to chase someone's butt and throw a bomb, and there is no suspense for whoever lives or dies.
A pilot with a low level meets a qualified soldier who can escape his life and is normal not to blow it up. As for the truck, it is finally in the hands of a group of elite soldiers and strong generals selected. After all, it is a high-difficulty target. It is also worth thanking for the good fortune that it was not blown up.
It is normal to kill a group of idiots who don’t know how to avoid air strikes. This cannot be considered as a blind cat encountering a dead mouse. It must be called the bomb thrower and the bomb hitting the bomb. Both the bomb thrower performed their normal level, just like an old man and a woman who have bad teeth must pick and pick persimmons when they eat persimmons.
However, except for the plane, Gao Yang did not need to worry about being attacked from the ground. Now the rebels are fighting against Damascus. The plane can come out, but the ground troops cannot run into the desert far away from Damascus.
Before Gao Yang could express any emotion or hypocritical condolences to the person who was killed, Clooney said weakly: "It was revealed as soon as he was bombed. Masters are masters, and cannon fodder is cannon fodder. Guy, now only you and, and those who come with me are left. You should discuss the next path."
Gao Yang wiped his sweat and said, "I thought you would decide how to go next."
Clooney smiled dryly and said, "Come on, I'll forget it. For my life, I have to listen to the experts. You two professionals will make the decision. I obey all arrangements. I'll give the intercom to the professionals here. You discuss, you discuss."
At this moment, a low and slightly hoarse voice said: "I suggest that you continue to hide for the time being. If there is any subsequent bombing, the plane will come in as slow as half an hour. After seeing the situation, you will evacuate and find a cooler place to continue to hide. Do you agree?"
Finally, I met a wise man. Gao Yang said without hesitation: "Agree, just do it this way. In addition, I suggest you take action to disperse and find a place to hide before gathering. If you can't find a hidden place, use cars and camouflage nets to hide the sun, at least it won't be too hot to death."
"agree."
After saying a few quick words, I fell into silence again.
It was too hot, and lying on the sand was like in the oven, and the sweat on his body was like running water. Gao Yang took out a thin tube, unscrewed the bucket and sucked water with it. After half an hour passed, he had already finished drinking a bucket of ten liters of water.
After finally time came, Gao Yang took a breath and said, "Action, hurry, fuck it."
Gao Yang and the others started moving, quickly put away the camouflage net, and drove the car. The vehicles had to be at least two or three kilometers away from each other. Then they drove for more than ten kilometers in one direction, stopped the car, and then pulled the camouflage net away and nailed it, so that the spread camouflage net formed a round hill, and did not form shadows under the sunlight.
I leaned against the car and sat under the disguise net. Although it was still very hot, at least I didn't have to lie on the ground.
It’s still very uncomfortable, but it’s much more comfortable than the feeling of being fryed in a pot and completely tolerated.
Sitting bored under the disguise net, worried that the plane would come back, Gao Yang and the others had a difficult day.
Gao Yang never felt that the sunset was so beautiful in his life. After waiting for the whole day, the last trace of sunlight finally disappeared, Gao Yang immediately crawled out of the disguise net, and then shouted to the sky: "It's finally over!"
The Syrian Air Force lacks night combat capabilities and can do whatever it takes to fight at night, but its ability to attack ground targets is almost zero, so when the sky is dark, it will boost their world.
Gao Yang and the others got together, and then they got together with Clooney and the others. When they met again, there were only eleven left in the convoy of nineteen cars.
This is the Syrian Air Force. If it were replaced by one of the five major air forces, let alone the nineteen cars in the uncovered desert, even 190 tanks would be guaranteed to be bombed. The road to death caused by the US military's first attack on Iraq was a lesson from a short while.
After meeting again, Gao Yang found that Clooney, who was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, had burnt blisters on his arms and legs.
Gao Yang smiled indecently. He looked at Clooney, who was helpless and grinning and was about to cry, and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."
Clooney said angrily: "I'm so fucking like this. Do you congratulate me on being miserable?"
Gao Yang said seriously: "Congratulations on not being killed by the bombing."
Clooney said embarrassedly: "Well, it's worth celebrating. It's better to burn bubbles in this damn desert than to be blown into foam or burned into coke."
Gao Yang shrugged, and Clooney waved: "Okay, those who died are cannon fodder. You are the core and the main ones. You have not suffered any losses at all, so there will be no problem with our mission. Let's set off, set off quickly, and you must enter Damascus tonight. I don't want to come again." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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