Chapter 681 Mysterious Radar Components
This An-72, which was still painted with the Soviet Air Force livery, had a very high descent rate. After bouncing on the runway a few times, it began to gradually slow down. Look. Wu Yifan was frightened for a while.
This is not the first time he has "cooperated" with people at this airport.
However, in the past, small aircraft such as Cessna were used to transport small-volume, high-value materials.
Or more often than not, they take people smuggled across.
It was the first time in several years to serve such a large medium-sized transport aircraft.
"Angkor, is this pilot you hired okay?"
Yan Yong, who had never seen the landing posture of a military transport aircraft, was even frightened and subconsciously took a step back, probably Worried that the plane will run off the runway:
“If the last batch of goods is dropped, according to the rules, we have to pay three times the compensation...”
Wu Yifan Xin said that if the goods were dropped, then Not only is it a matter of triple compensation, brother, I am afraid that I will be directly upgraded to a historical criminal, and I will not be able to return to the country to see Brother Nan in the future.
Of course, he still had a firm tone:
“Of course it’s reliable, the test pilot instructor hired from Antonov Company is more awesome than the test pilot, you understand?”
“Don’t look at how difficult it is to land on this broken runway. It’s full of cracks and a section is broken in the middle. It can only be used at half its length. It’s nice to have it finished like this...”
Fortunately, the entire landing process was uneventful, and the plane finally taxied smoothly to the trucks that had been prepared.
Yan Yong looked at the cargo door that was slowly opening not far away, took out a pair of gloves from the car and put them on, but he did not stop talking:
"That will cost a lot of money, right?"
"It's okay."
Wu Yifan replied noncommittally:
"I have contacted the country before, because we We haven’t designed many large aircraft in the past, so there is an urgent need for this type of test pilots.”
“When this business is finished, I plan to put this person on the first batch of labor dispatch lists. Go back and earn another intermediary fee, and it’s basically like hiring him for a period of time.”
As a close confidant of Wu Yifan, Yan Yong did not know the ins and outs of the friendship plan, but he still knew about his labor dispatch to the country. At the moment, he just felt that the other party was a chosen capitalist:
"Fuck...Wu Brother, you won’t sell me someday and ask me to help you count the money, right?”
“If you’re afraid of being sold, just work hard and remember not to speak Chinese in front of outsiders. Pretend we are Buryat Mongolians from Siberia, the kind who don’t speak Russian very well, understand?”
Except for Yan Yong, there are only a few people from Ermao and Sanmao in this convoy. The car soldiers and guards hired by different units, as well as an officer from the Serb side who came to pick up the car and escort it, did not know each other at all, and would not know Wu Yifan's true background.
In fact, although the latter was burly in school, he was generally fair and fair.
It’s just that after two years of hard work, I have become a bit like a nomad.
He was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon realized it was a good disguise.
In a business like smuggling, it is impossible for anyone to inquire into the matter without opening their eyes, so he simply said nothing and was happy for others to misunderstand him.
Even if someone sees that he is not a pure Buryat, they will usually go to Central Asia.
“OK…”
Yan Yong had seamlessly switched to Russian with a slight accent. After speaking, he trotted forward to inspect the goods.
“Nicholai!”
Wu Yifan naturally did not need to take action himself, he just shouted in the distance at the top of his voice.
A tall man who looked like he was a soldier at first glance came speeding from the side of the last truck in the distance.
"Zhamusu, is all the cargo on this plane?"
Nicholas Barsak, the officer sent by the recipient to receive the shipment.
It is also one of the acquaintances that Lao Wu mentioned to Chang Haonan before, who did business with him in the Balkans.
But the so-called "acquaintances" who do this kind of business are definitely different from acquaintances in the general sense.
So Wu Yifan has always contacted the other party under the pseudonym of "Zhamusu", without even missing his real name.
Of course, the other side must also know it.
It's just a tacit understanding.
As long as you know that the other party has what you need and a trustworthy channel, it is enough.
“Yes, it’s all on the plane, let’s go and take a look.”
Wu Yifan tightened his untitled Soviet military coat tightly to prevent the AKS74U he was carrying behind his back from being accidentally exposed. .
……
In the cargo hold of the An72, which is not very spacious, there are probably hundreds of crates that look ordinary on the surface.
In fact, there are not many components that really need to be transported, but even if he has cleared all the key checkpoints along the way, he still has to do some superficial work.
So quite a few of them are real computer accessories.
An airport official is standing next to the tail hatch and pretending to inspect the goods with Yan Yong. It seems that he is preparing to issue a customs inspection form - with this thing, this batch of goods is considered to be laundered in Romania. White.
"You specially found a plane to transport cargo, but there are ten boxes of CDs inside?"
Looking at the customs declaration information in his hand, the airport official asked a little nervously even though he had already collected the money.
Yan Yong actually doesn’t know what’s inside, but he knows that this kind of low-level kid only cares about collecting money. Even if you are transporting nuclear bombs, he won’t care about it. He should just ask out of curiosity. That's all, so I just kept talking nonsense:
"Well...I prefer watching movies..."
"Oh..."
Unexpectedly, the other party actually showed an expression of realization:
"You want to transport those kinds of movies to the west, right?"
"What kind of movies?"
Yan Yong directly He just looked confused, but he still swallowed the words as they came to his lips, and just nodded with an expression of "I understand everything, no need to explain".
Fortunately, for the sake of money, the other party did not continue to inquire further. He simply put a few stamps on the checklist and left.
Wu Yifan, who heard this conversation nearby, paused and felt that his reputation might be harmed.
Since the 1990s, countries such as Ermao, Romania, and Czechoslovakia have almost become hotbeds of various underground industries.
He is probably regarded as a pimp who produces underground hardcore videos, and may also be involved in human trafficking.
However, it cannot be considered a bad thing at this time.
So he just shook his head and took Nicholas into the cargo hold.
"The second digit of the goods number is 3, 5, and 9. What you need is inside. The rest is a gift from me."
According to Lao Wu's guidance, Nicholas opened the Several boxes.
As an officer who has worked at the air force base for a long time, he naturally quickly recognized what the equipment inside was protected by special packaging.
"No wonder these goods have to be shipped to you specially. They are really different from the batches I received before..."
Nicholas carefully picked up a traveling wave tube amplifier , aimed at the light from the cabin door and looked at the calibration above.
All in Russian.
"Sent from Moscow?"
Of course he can understand Russian:
"The specifications are so good?"
"Well... It was indeed sent from the east.”
Wu Yifan gave an ambiguous answer, which can’t be considered a lie:
“I heard that it is the latest product that can increase the radar’s detection capability several times, but I don’t understand the technical issues. "
Nicholas feels that the craftsmanship of this thing does not look like Russian craftsmanship, but after all, it has been so many years since the disintegration, maybe capitalism does have merit...
< br>"And there are instructions?"
He turned around and opened another box, and found that it contained documents stacked together and sealed with kraft paper.
Wu Yifan nodded:
"That's right. After all, the Yankees are so powerful now that no one dares to send people directly to you like they did in Annan. That's all we can do."
"If you move quickly, you should still have enough time to learn."
Nicholas bent down, simply took out a few of them and flipped through them:
"P18 radar modification..."
"Multi-point passive positioning radar operation manual..."
"The firing tables of the КС-19 anti-aircraft gun and the С-60 anti-aircraft gun...Wait a minute, the anti-aircraft gun firing tables are so thick?"
This time he couldn't hold it back and flipped through the two documents.
Then I found that the shooting elements corresponding to targets with different speeds, directions and heights were even written in it.
Nicholas suddenly felt that these things seemed a bit too detailed.
"Forget it."
He shook his head, straightened up again and closed the cover of the cargo box. He turned to Wu Yifan behind him:
"Zhamusu, I don't know if we will have any more in the future. No chance to meet.”
“But please help me thank the person who brought this shipment.”
(End of this chapter)