The dim dusk colored the sky, and the desert under the setting sun seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, and every grain of sand was golden.
Several large An-225 transport aircraft flew to Aleppo under the cover of several Su-35 fighter jets. Both the An-225 transport aircraft and the Su-35 fighter jets were decorated with Damascus rose patterns.
This is the first aid operation of the Syrian Relief Society, and of course it must be labeled with the Syrian Relief Society's logo. Russians are easy to say anything, as long as you give them money. Not to mention Damascus rose, even if it has funny patterns on it, it’s okay.
This operation cost 20 million US dollars, which was simply a money-burning operation, because in addition to dispatching fighter jets and transport planes, the Russian side only filled a few transport planes with flour, cans, sausages, water, etc. from the base warehouse. If these materials were calculated according to the market, they would be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars at most, but they offered a sky-high price of 20 million dollars.
But here in Xia Lei, as long as the problem can be solved with money, it is not a problem. He killed Armand's family, and the loot he obtained was enough to purchase this kind of service many times, without even using the billion dollars he had prepared.
Flying in the An-225 transport plane at the front.
"Mr. Xia, we are almost there." Russian officer Gmolovich came to the cabin and said to Xia Lei politely.
Xia Lei nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, General Gemolovich."
Gmolovich said: "We will land at the temporary base east of Aleppo. Trucks have been prepared for you in the base and you can use them at any time. When we get there, our contract will be fulfilled." There was a pause. After a while, he said again: "Mr. Xia, if you need drivers and escorts to deliver supplies to Aleppo, that is another transaction. You need to pay again. Do you need such a service?"
"No, I'll have someone drive the truck away," Xia Lei said.
"Do you have a driver and escort?" Gmolovich looked at Xia Lei with a strange look.
Xia Lei said: "There should be no shortage of drivers among the civilians in Aleppo. As for the guards, I have already issued a statement. Anyone who dares to touch the people and materials of the rescue organization will die. I believe my words will work. , Moreover, I am the guard myself, and it is up to me to protect my people and materials in the safest way."
Gmolovich shrugged, "Well, I wish you a long way to go."
"General." The driver's voice came from the communicator, "We have arrived at the military base on the eastern outskirts of Aleppo and are landing."
"Got it." Gmolovich left the cabin.
Xia Lei moved his gaze to the window. Through the window, a city came into his sight. The gray city is full of ruins and huge craters. Some of the buildings that are still standing are full of traces of being shelled and bombed. Either a wall is missing, or the support column is broken and crumbling.
There are no vehicles or pedestrians in sight. This city, located at the westernmost end of the ancient Silk Road and the earliest inhabited city by humans, has been reduced to ruins. It is almost dead.
Boom!
The sound of an explosion suddenly sounded from a corner of the city. You could hear the violent explosion while sitting on the plane. Immediately, a black smoke cloud rose up, shaped like a dark and evil mushroom.
A war is going on in this dead city, but I don’t know who is fighting. It may be that the Syrian government forces and the free armed groups are fighting, or it may be that terrorists are encroaching on the territory controlled by the free armed groups and the government forces, or there may even be support forces from the Western world. God knows the answer, but he has forgotten it here.
Xia Lei looked away from the window and looked at Yusna and Zaya sitting opposite. The two Syrians obviously heard the sound of the explosion, and they looked a little nervous. He smiled and said, "Are you scared?"
"I'm not afraid." Yusna shook her head.
Zaya also pretended to be brave, "I'm not afraid either."
Xia Lei saw fear in their eyes, but he did not point it out, "After the plane lands, the Russians will load the supplies onto the trucks, and we will drive one of them into the war zone. Are there any places you are familiar with? If so, Give me a suggestion and I’ll drive there.”
"You want to drive yourself?" Yusna's voice.
Xia Lei said with a smile: "Of course, I have a driver's license."
This joke failed to make the two Syrian girls relax.
Zaiya said nervously: "Mr. Xia, if it's just the three of us traveling through the war zone... can we succeed?"
Xia Lei said: "Believe me, we will succeed. You haven't answered my question yet. Is there a place you are familiar with? It is best to be a place with many people living. The first batch of relief supplies should be sent to the places where it is most needed. .”
Yusna bit her lip lightly, "I know a place called White Pearl, and my uncle is there. A week ago, my uncle called my father and told me something about the situation there. He said it was besieged by terrorists, there were thousands of people there, food and water were in short supply, some even..."
It seemed that what she was about to say was too cruel and she couldn't go on.
Xia Lei said: "Then white pearls, maybe you can still see your uncle."
Yusna said: "That was the last phone contact, and I haven't called him back until now. Our family is very worried about him, and we don't know if he is still alive."
Zaiya comforted him: "Don't be pessimistic, your uncle will be fine."
The transport plane landed on the runway, unloaded and loaded onto the truck.
The first heavy truck was quickly filled with a large load of supplies, food and water, as well as some common medicines. Xia Lei let Yusna and Zaya get into the car first, and he came to Gmolovich's side.
"General Gmolovich, I hope you will abide by our agreement and load all the supplies into the truck. I will come back to pick them up." Xia Lei said to Gmolovich.
Gmolovich said: "Don't worry, Mr. If you lose your supplies, I will run over his upper hand with a tank."
"That's it, I'll cooperate with you next time." Xia Lei said.
"You are always welcome and happy to cooperate." Gmolovich and Xia Lei hugged.
He and even the Russian government are happy. This kind of business is more profitable than selling arms and oil. How can anyone not look forward to the next time
Xia Lei jumped on the heavy truck, started the vehicle and left the Russian military base, then drove towards Aleppo city.
The setting sun has sunk into the western sky, leaving a burning cloud in the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun painted the city of Aleppo a little golden, adding a little life to this dead city.
However, darkness will soon come.
As the truck entered the city, wreckage of destroyed vehicles and even highly decomposed corpses could be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. The disgusting corpse stench could be smelled from a distance.
"Go there, I remember that direction." Yusna gave Xia Lei directions in the passenger seat. She had been here several times and was familiar with the route, but the war had destroyed some iconic buildings, and she was a little unsure.
Xia Lei said: "Don't be anxious, think clearly, it's not good to go the wrong way."
Yusna thought again, "Well, I'm sure it's here. Yes, it's this road. About ten kilometers ahead, there will be a pearl display."
Xiaoqian's voice came from the miniature earbuds, "Master, I have compared the map before the war, and the road she pointed out is correct."
Xia Lei nodded and drove the heavy truck forward.
Five kilometers later, Xiaoqian's voice came out of the micro earbuds again, "Master, there are more than a dozen modified chariots driving this way. We are surrounded from different directions."
Xia Lei frowned.
"What sign?"
"The black flag, the stars and the moon." Xiaoqian's voice said, "They are terrorists. The pictures taken by the satellite are very clear. Russian intelligence shows that this area is also an area controlled by terrorists. This area is controlled by the Free Costume Organization. Neither the government nor the government are willing to come."
"I know, continue to monitor." Xia Lei said.
Because there were two Syrian girls, Xiaoqian didn't pretend to be cute this time, and honestly followed Xia Lei's instructions.
"Mr. Xia, who are you talking to?" Yusna asked curiously.
Xia Lei said: "My assistant, but it is not here, it can give us information."
"So that's it." Zaya looked a little excited, "It's like what's in the movie, right?"
Xia Lei nodded.
"So..." Yusna suddenly remembered something and asked aloud: "What information did your assistant provide you?"
"There are more than a dozen pickup trucks converted into combat vehicles heading this way, and we have been surrounded by terrorists," Xia Lei said.
"Ah?" Yusna and Zaya were stunned on the spot. Fear took over their nerves in almost a second, and there was not even a trace of blood on their faces.
At that moment, two energy roots penetrated into their bodies. They were originally in extreme fear and calmed down in the blink of an eye. They were no longer afraid or nervous.
Get the desire energy generated by fear, satisfy their desires, and give them peace and tranquility. From the beginning to the end of this process of equivalent exchange, neither Yusna nor Zaya noticed anything.
Xia Lei said: "Stay in the car, don't come out, I will take care of everything."
Zaya and Yusna nodded numbly.
Xia Lei opened the car door, but when he was about to get out of the car, he turned back to Yusna and said, "Yusna, see if there are any weapons in the storage box. I need a weapon."
Only then did Yusna come back to her senses. She hurriedly opened the storage box in front of the passenger seat, rummaged through it, and then took out a rusty military knife from it. "Is this okay?"
Zaya said: "Yusna, are you kidding? Are you asking Mr. Xia to use this broken knife to fight terrorists? There is a gun here."
She actually handed over the latest Russian AK12 assault rifle.
How can there be no guns in Russian military trucks
But just when Zaya thought Xia Lei would take away the AK12 assault rifle in her hand, Xia Lei took the rusty saber from Yusna's hand.
"It's better to use a knife." Xia Lei said, he smiled slightly from Zaya, and then jumped out of the truck.
In front of them, several tanks converted from pickup trucks were sprinting towards us, with black flags fluttering in the wind.
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