The speed of 144 is really not covered, it took a few hours from Kandahar to reach Tokyo, and in Tokyo International Airport, because there was no customs clearance, but only here as a transit, so after the plane did the necessary maintenance and filled up the jet fuel, it embarked on the flight across the ocean again.
The interior of 144 has been dismantled from a series of seats and is now a real cargo plane.
Naturally, the comfort level is not high.
Valentin was a little angry about being kept in the dark, but he immediately rejoiced at the thought of the large sum of money he was about to get his hands on.
This voyage across the ocean is not cost-effective, because the economy of the 144 is not really high.
But the money is a little insignificant in the Medellín bloc's thirst for weapons.
The dispute did not subside because the Medellín Group suffered a major blow and suffered heavy losses.
On the contrary, the conflict between the Medellín Group and the Colombian government is intensifying.
Escobar was quick to reveal the fate of the men he had kidnapped, the policemen who had been kidnapped by drug dealers during the Justice Department battle, and Escobar's men had their throats slit, tongues pulled out of their wounds, and knotted in brutal Colombian ties.
And in order to keep the hard-won fruits of victory, completely blow the arrogance of the Medellín Group and the Cali Group.
Following consultations between the Colombian Attorney General and the United States Ambassador to Colombia, a larger liquidation operation was planned.
What Valentin didn't know was that he had come at the right time.
Papa Petrov informed Escobar of the fact that Valentin's offer had doubled again as the final offer.
The last thing Valentin had to do was to get the weapons into Escobar's hands and provide the necessary training in their use.
It has to be said that despite the bad situation of the Medellín Group, they can still take whatever they want from customs without any care.
After Valentín had his translator Gomez inform the buyer, the Medellín Group men were soon in a truck to pick up the goods and Valentin and the others.
Gomez and Valentin were put on the car with their faces covered, and although the other party's way of doing things was unfriendly, the other took good care of Gomez and Valentin along the way.
Valentin didn't feel nervous or angry, he fully understood the series of actions made by an illegal organization for safety.
The hospitality of the Medellín Group was as warm as ever, the food and wine were indispensable, and the Caribbean-style beauties also made Valengín not hold on to his wife's loyalty.
After a night of rest and adjustment, Valentin felt as if he was twenty years younger.
Escobar soon summoned Valentin, and in front of a group of Latin American drug lords, Valentin demonstrated the operation essentials of American-made Stinger missiles and Soviet-made Needle missiles, which were very easy for the KGB to master.
"I would say, gentlemen, just lock on to the target in the sight and launch the missile.
The missile will automatically track the target you have set, and in the case of the enemy's defenselessness, it will definitely hit every shot, and not only against the slow helicopter gunship, but also against the super fast 10 attack aircraft" Valentin explained there endlessly.
"These damn American planes, I wish I could fight them now" "I can't wait to see the scene of the Americans' planes smoking and falling from their butts" "If the pilot had been alive at that time, I'd have pulled his tongue out of his chin" After listening to his introduction, the drug lords who surrounded Valentin began to increase their confidence and wanted to fight the government army.
Everyone gathered around and talked more and more happily, but at this time, Escobar pulled Valentin and his interpreter aside, and then whispered: "Brother, I really didn't expect Nikolai's men to be so capable, but I still have a reluctant request, I want you to help me get a few tanks, and armored vehicles and other things."
Many of my men are in federal prisons in Colombia.
I really can't think of any other way than to use tanks to blast through that thick wall."
"Tank, you want to use tanks to help your men escape from prison," Valentin asked in surprise, he couldn't believe that a drug lord could be so arrogant.
He even wondered if his translator, Gomez, had misheard.
"Yes, you're right, I want tanks, it's better to get a few more, I'm going to use tanks to break through the prison gates, to blast through the prison walls.
I'm going to arm my men, I'm going to let those who oppose me know that Escobar is angry, and Escobar wants revenge," the last two sentences almost shouted out, and his friends and men were so excited when they heard his words that they almost tore off the roof.
At this moment, Valentin's brain kept thinking, how to get the tank, he didn't believe that there would be tanks in the guerrillas of the Mujahideen, as for the Afghan People's Army, how to make a tank without a trace, Valentin felt that this was definitely not an easy task.
"How about five million, I can pay you five million for a tank," Escobar said to Valentin.
"Your offer is very generous, and I really have no reason to refuse," Valentin replied.
"I know you won't let me down, by the way, what about that shell, I heard that tanks use different shells against buildings and steel, right, you have to help me prepare the kind of shells that can blast through the concrete walls of the prison" "High-explosive bombs," Valentin reminded.
"yes, that's it."
"Okay, Mr.
Escobar, I'm not 100% sure yet, but I'm not going to have trouble with money," Valentin was now eager to call Qasim, who was left behind in Kandahar, and ask him to ask those who could get anti-aircraft missiles if they could get tanks.
Valentin soon received a reply from Petrov, and the buyer had already paid happily.
The organization opened a private account for him at the branch of the Bank of Colombia in Switzerland, and although the buyer's money was taken by the organization, Valentin was convinced, because not all gangsters could send a plane to Kandahar to pick him up, and Valentin knew that although he was a little clever, he was nothing without the organization. t1706231537: