Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 109 GBU12 Laser Guided Bomb

Later on the same day, at the Ain Osara Air Force Base in Algeria, a C295 transport plane belonging to the Algerian Air Force emerged from a rising sun and slowly descended.

Due to its less-than-ideal location, the airport used to be home to older, soon-to-be-retired planes that received little attention from the bigwigs, but things are a little different today.

A group of well-dressed people who could tell they were in high positions were standing on the tarmac, looking eagerly at the transport plane that had landed and was taxiing.

Finally, a few minutes later, the C295 parked firmly on the parking stand. As the tailgate of the plane opened, the first person to come out of it was Lieutenant General Haibi, a high-ranking and powerful aircraft.

"Prime Minister Majib, I didn't expect you to come to pick up the plane in person." The lieutenant general quickly walked up to the leader and saluted: "I have brought people to take all the spare parts from that Boss Han." Come back, according to the plan, we will first check the production time of these parts, and then install the machine for performance testing.”

"General, we have towed a MiG-29 in good condition to the hangar in the maintenance area, where engineers and ground crews are also waiting."

It was Colonel Mucepe behind Majib who was speaking, the commander of the Ain Osala Air Force Base. Today was the first time the colonel saw so many big figures standing in front of him at the same time, so he seemed a little nervous when he spoke.

While everyone was talking, several soldiers on the transport plane had already removed several cargo boxes packed by Han Feng from the cabin and loaded them onto a light truck next to them.

"Come on, let's go to the hangar." Majib straightened his clothes, trying to make himself look calmer.

As the deputy prime minister in charge of a country's industry, Majib has seen a lot of daring and swindlers. Of course he knew that Han Feng was drawing cakes that day, but he still had great expectations for the latter.

Before entering politics, he worked as a senior engineer in a factory in Spain, which can be regarded as a professional counterpart. Majib knows very well that those who intend to defraud government subsidies or empty-handed wolves generally prefer to talk about things such as top-level design and Metaphysical and conceptual things such as business philosophy rarely focus on the organization and management of enterprises, let alone specific technical or engineering practices.

But Han Feng felt to Majib at that time like a fellow engineer who was explaining the plan to the drawings. The other party talked about a lot of specific production processes at that time, and he knew the conditions of several Eastern European arsenals to be acquired. Even specific to the production capacity of a certain Czech military factory and the treatment of engineers, these are the contents that can only be obtained after detailed investigation and deliberation.

But even so, it was still impossible for him to make any major decisions just because of someone's words. It happened that Han Feng himself proposed the matter of providing new parts to repair the MiG-29, which happened to be an opportunity to test his quality.

Lucia has long since ceased to produce old radars like the N019M. If Boss Han is just a second-hand dealer who dumps arms, then the parts he takes out can only be old. Correspondingly, if he can really Taking out newly produced components, at least it shows that there is a real military factory behind him, even if it is not too advanced.

For a country like Algeria that can only independently produce light weapons, it is enough.

In the hangar of the maintenance area, the radome of a MiG-29 has been removed, the nose part is empty, and the huge N019M radar is put aside for maintenance, while the engineers on the side are removing a series of components from the cargo box Take it out, then methodically follow the radar manual for a performance check.

The process took a long time and was almost completely repetitive, but Prime Minister Majib did not feel bored in the slightest.

It was not until more than an hour later that the engineers stopped their work.

"Prime Minister, Lieutenant General." The leading engineer trotted over and saluted: "We can be sure that these components, if not recently, are new products produced in a very short period of time."

"Is it possible that it is a refurbishment?" Majib slightly raised his glasses, his slightly trembling right hand revealed his inner excitement, but as a strict old engineer, he still habitually wanted to rule out the worst possible.

"No..." The engineer being questioned organized his language carefully: "Mr. Prime Minister, for these basic components, refurbishment is actually no different from making new ones."

"Okay...very good..." Majib closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then looked at the MiG-29 parked not far away and asked: "So, how long will it take you to repair this one?" airplane."

"We have completed the inspection of other parts in advance, so we only need to repair and install the radar, but it will take a few hours at the fastest, probably...it will be completed by this evening." The engineer in charge seemed a little nervous, after all, not everyone Have the opportunity to answer questions from the Deputy Prime Minister directly.

Majib obviously also realized that the existence of his group might have a negative impact on the follow-up maintenance work: "Then the rest of the time is reserved for you and your colleagues, and we will come back after dinner."

At the same time, Lieutenant Colonel Lunet and Second Lieutenant Alan once again appeared in the air of CAF in the Mirage 2000D. Unlike last time, they carried two GBU12 laser-guided bombs on the belly pylon today.

In fact, thanks to Alan's good luck on the reconnaissance flight, they received clearance for the bombing mission the next day, but the weather at CAF continued to be very bad for several days, so it was delayed until today.

"Lieutenant Colonel, do you still remember the first time you participated in actual combat?" Alan, who was sitting in the back, asked over the radio, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

As a novice who has just graduated not long ago, it is not easy to get a real combat opportunity, even if it is just to drop a precision-guided bomb in an airspace without risk, so Alan talked a lot today.

"Well, I really can't remember. You know I used to fly reconnaissance planes, and most of the time I didn't know what I was photographing." Lunet also understood Alan's excitement and nervousness at this time, so although he didn't want to Answer this question, but still casually said an answer to support the past.

In fact, Lunet certainly remembers his first time participating in actual combat. It was in Libya in 2011. He drove a Phantom F1CR and dropped two AASM guided bombs on a convoy during a mission, although his superiors repeatedly assured him that it was a transport of military supplies. The convoy, but the lieutenant colonel was very sure that after the bomb exploded, many unarmed people ran out of the surviving vehicles in the convoy.

It's just that he never mentioned this matter to anyone, including his superiors.

"That's really too bad, I don't think I will forget today in my life." Alan lowered his head and started to power up the Damolisk pod. After a short while, a clear image of the ground appeared on the multi-function display: "Colonel, I'm ready."

"We still have about 3 minutes to enter the bombing point. You should pay attention to searching for the target and don't be nervous. If it doesn't work, I can fly again." Lunet said to Alan in a relaxed tone as much as possible.

"Don't worry, with that road as a reference, it should be easy to find."

Alan used the joystick to control the angle and magnification of the pod, and quickly found the camp observed that day, then switched the pod to the locked background mode, and then selected GUB12 on the display, throwing one round at a time.

A beam of invisible laser shot out from the belly of Mirage 2000D at an altitude of [-] meters, and landed on some unlucky guy on the ground who still knew nothing about it.

"The target is found, and the attack is ready." Alan put his index finger on the trigger, only waiting for the permission command.

"Attack permitted."

The two GBU12 bombs were separated from the pylon about 15 seconds apart, and then quickly captured the laser spot on the ground.

About 2 minutes later, Alan saw the first explosion on the screen. The 12 kg warhead of GBU227 destroyed several surrounding houses. As for the person on the ground just now, he has long since disappeared.

At the same time, he carefully adjusted the laser aiming point so that the second bomb exploded a little further away to maximize the killing area as much as possible.

"All hit the target, Lieutenant Colonel, I estimate that I have eliminated at least a hundred enemies." Alan excitedly reported to Lunet in front: "It's a pity that the power of the GBU12 is still a bit small, if there is a chance to use the GBU24 bomb .”

Although the camp on the ground was severely damaged, Alan could still see the people who were escaping from it through the pod, which made him somewhat regretful.

"It's not bad. Believe me, this will not be the last bombing mission. We just need to do what we should do and prepare to return."

Mirage 2000D rolled half a circle in the air, and then turned 180° to prepare to return to the N'Djamena base.

Due to poor communication, Echo did not receive the news that his camp had been attacked until the afternoon of the same day. More than half of the 200 people left in the camp were killed or injured, and three armored vehicles and a lot of ammunition were lost.

It is not difficult to judge from the photos sent from the scene that this was an air strike.

Echo quickly called Han Feng. After all, CAF's air power was in the latter's hands. : "Han, my previous camp was hit by a sudden air attack, which should have been done by the Gaul Air Force."

"Are they off the ground?" Han Feng only handed over the radar parts to the Algerian side this morning, and he definitely won't be able to bring out a plane to trouble the Gaul Air Force right now.

"It should be, otherwise I can't think of anyone else who would go to a place like CAF and drop two bombs."

"Then our plan is postponed for the time being. You first take the troops to disperse and hide for a while, so that the reconnaissance team that has been scattered can also keep a low profile. My MiG-29 is in the final stage of maintenance, and it will take a few days."

(End of this chapter)