Chapter 1458: enemy

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Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar, Mongolian means 'red hero city'.
But this place was originally called Coulomb. The last time it belonged to the florist was almost a hundred years ago. A Beiyang general named Xu Shuzhang jumped into the city and killed those rebellious Outer Mongolia Buddhas.
But since then, it has been difficult for the planter to return to the big lake where Su Wu shepherds 2,000 years ago. Because there is an additional country called Mongolia in the middle.
Speaking of which, the florist has no neighbours that are really friendly to him. Mongolia, located in the interior, occupies that pit and does not shit. Just over 3 million people have a huge land of more than 1.5 million square kilometers. Living on rabbits is extremely anti-China, which is abominable.
More than half a month before the opening of this year's Cannes Film Festival, a Slav from Europe took a flight to Genghis Khan International Airport in Ulaanbaatar. He was of medium build and unremarkable, stopping a taxi outside the airport.
"Where to go?" The one who was stopped was a 'black car'. The driver looked up and down the Slavs, and he was assessing whether this was a fat sheep.
"Go to the Ministry of Defense." Mrs. Slav got into the car and threw a hundred-dollar bill generously. She said in a low voice, "Don't give me a detour, otherwise you will be unlucky."
The driver was quite curious after receiving the dollar, but was frightened by the foreigner ’s gas field, and honestly sent the person to the Mongolian People ’s Army Ministry of Defense in Ulaanbaatar.
There are fewer Mongolians and fewer troops. And because it is controlled by the Soviet Union for many years, many Russian soldiers have been retained in its army. When the Slav arrived at the Ministry of Defense, he reported his name, and soon a tall furry officer came out laughing.
"Ah ..., Chekov, you hyena, what did you come to me for?" Officer Mao Xiong gave the Slav a hug, "Come on, I know you must not come to chat with me." But there are still a lot of good wines in my office, and they will definitely satisfy you. "
The Slavs did not say a word, and followed Officer Mao Xiong into the office and carefully watched if anyone was staring at her. When the office door was closed, he took off his jacket and sat down on the sofa. "Vasilev, I need you to do me a favor."
Officer Mao Xiong just laughed and waited to hear what followed.
"One million dollars. Arrange a good fighter in your air base." Slav Chekov said.
"Oh ... one million dollars to arrange a fighter?" Officer Mao Xiong grabbed a bottle of vodka and two cups from a cupboard, poured them and handed them out. "You are really generous. Then this That means there are no small risks in meeting your requirements. "
"If you don't agree, I can find someone else. As long as you give the guard a hundred dollars, someone will definitely help me contact the officer of the Air Force Department of the Mongolian Ministry of Defense. One hundred thousand dollars can make the waste jump up happily." Chekov seemed to Don't care, there are many ways.
But Officer Mao Xiong was unmoved. He grabbed a chair and sat down holding it. He smiled and said, "You know it's waste, so you won't find them. You will only find me. People. Just tell me, what do you want for a fighter? "
"You better not care too much, I just want a fighter that can take off normally when it is full of fuel, even if it is behind, it will be fine, as long as it can fly to the sky." Chekov said.
But Officer Mao Xiong shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to arrange a fighter for you, but you need to know that the Mongolian Air Force is a joke. Their most advanced are only some MiG-21s, they don't even have radar, and they are very well maintained. Poor. For this reason, pilots in this country rarely take off several times a year. "
"I thought about this problem, too." Chekov groaned a few times. "I can get the plane and the pilot. Just let the airport allow the landing. Just leave everything behind. Anyway, Mongolia's radar air defense network does not exist at all. No one should have noticed a fighter flying over. "
Mongolia is vast and sparsely populated, and its arms are slack. The borderline is basically the same as that of the emperor's new clothes. Russia has been dying poor these years, and its radar system on the Mongolian border is similar to a sieve.
"It's no problem. There are many deserted airports in Mongolia. I can find someone to clean up one of them. Your people and planes just need to fill up with fuel to take off again. No one will notice the whole process, no matter what happens. I do n’t know anything.

Chekov and the Mao Xiong officer reached an agreement, and the 500,000 deposit was immediately received. An abandoned airport near Ulan Bator completed preliminary clean-up within a day. Unrelated people at the airport were driven away. Officer Mao Xiong personally served as a navigation guide, and a fighter plane flew over from the north.
It was just when the fighter plane landed that the 500,000-dollar Bear Bear jumped in surprise, "Chekov, what are you doing? Why should you let this fighter plane fly over?"
Chekov has been with Officer Mao Xiong this day, and it was a relief to see that the fighter plane landed smoothly at this moment. He said frankly, "Vasilev, be quiet, be quiet.
I can't get an active-duty advanced fighter from the regular army hangar, and getting a MiG-21 from the hangar is simple. But MiG-21 has no good radar and no good weapons.
In order not to miss the target and make the operation fail, I simply brought the prototype over from the test flight ground of Gongqingcheng. Rest assured, this fighter is close to mass production, and its performance is good ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As long as it flies to the sky, my target will not run away. "
"No, no, you can't do this! I thought you were going to drive at most a Su-27 or MiG-29, but you drove the most advanced Russian fighter.
Your flock of maggots was the one who destroyed the Soviets for money. Now you come back to steal, this is betrayal. You must return this plane. "
Officer Mao Xiong was thundering on the runway at the airport. He didn't care what the 'hyena' was doing in Mongolia, but he couldn't tolerate the other side joking about Russia's best future fighter. However, when his righteousness was bad, he felt a numb on his side, and throbbed and throbbed.
Chekov held a ricin-injecting gun in his hand, and looked coldly at the dying 'friend', "Vasilev, the Soviet you miss is long gone! You are a fool, very naive That kind of. It just so happened that I didn't plan to pay the other half. "
The dying on the ground, Chekov beckoned and shouted from the other half of the airport the ground crew he had brought. They first opened the cabin to let the pilot out, and then performed a simple inspection of the fighter.
The pilot saw the bearbearer who had just fallen to the ground. He took off his helmet and said to Chekov vigilantly, "Would you also like to kill me afterwards?"
Chekov scratched his chin and said, "Five million dollars has been paid. The goal will appear tomorrow. You will leave the plane directly after completing the task. No one will embarrass you.
The whole task process is very simple, and it is impossible for anyone to know what happened afterwards. You never tell me that you can't get another airliner? "
The pilot nodded slightly, his face finally burst into a smile and said, "No problem, I will make the person you want to kill die like an air crash."
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