Chapter 1344 The Old Pilot Who Can Sing
"These are not for you." The big-nosed old man Carl pointed cheerfully at the AKMs on the table next to the box, "These are. The ones in the box are my personal souvenirs."

As he said this, he took the modified Mosin-Nagant from Jack's hand, pointed to the marks on the butt and showed it to everyone, "This is a relic of my old friend Jose, he was an excellent sniper.

The 12 marks represent the 12 enemies he killed during the Angolan Civil War."

Jack couldn't help but look at Frank with doubt when he heard this. The Angolan Civil War lasted from the 70s to after the millennium, in which South Africa and the United States played a very disgraceful role.

In this civil war, the volunteer army sent by Cuba and equipped by the Soviet Union played a decisive role, helping the then very weak MPLA to gain a foothold in the early bombardment of the South African intervention army and gradually fight back successfully.

At first Jack thought that this old man named Carl might have been an informant for the CIA, but judging from his previous and current statements, it was obvious that he was not on the side of the Americans.

"I was once sent to Angola by the CIA, where I learned what 'blood diamonds' are." Frank's expression was somewhat meaningful. "Some things have nothing to do with orders, but only with right and wrong, right?"

It turns out that this old guy is really a communist, Jack suddenly realized.

The "blood diamonds" Frank mentioned are not blood-red diamonds, but a form of trade called "conflict diamonds", specifically diamonds that are illegally obtained and trafficked in certain armed conflict areas.

Leonardo DiCaprio once made a movie called "Blood Diamond", which was based on the diamond war in Sierra Leone.

In fact, during the 27-year civil war in Angola, the diamond mining areas in southern Angola, which were occupied by the UNITA, which was fighting against the MPLA, also produced a large number of "blood diamonds" to obtain military funds.

Frank did not elaborate on what happened in the story. Among the crowd, only Jack, who had been a "keyboard warrior" for a long time in his previous life, and Cassel, who also needed to collect writing materials and was well-informed, had some understanding of the war in Africa.

"So, these are the only AKMs we can use, right?" Clay checked the AKMs on the table, his expression still a little solemn.

Although these guns were well preserved and the rifling was not seriously worn, they were obviously old items from the last century. Although the quality of the original Soviet-made products was more reliable, he was worried about relying solely on these AKMs that everyone had to attack a heavily guarded island.

"Of course there's more. This is for Jack, and for us as well." Braxton said as he pulled aside a pile of tarpaulins in the corner, revealing a pile of boxes underneath.

Clay's mouth suddenly widened, and the others also looked shocked.

Because as Chris and Braxton opened the boxes one by one, what appeared before their eyes were PKM general-purpose machine guns, Kiver-RSP bulletproof helmets specially made for Russian combat engineers, Gusar bulletproof vests, and even Kaspiy water-cooled protective clothing.

Jack looked at the group of Americans around him, and then at the Russian equipment in front of him, which was most likely sent by Frank's old lover through some channels, and almost laughed out loud.

After putting on these, everyone can directly COS the famous combat engineers of the Russians.

"The equipment is all new and we have checked it and there is nothing wrong with it."

Chris then picked up a strange-looking sniper rifle that was obviously designed to be fired from the shoulder and handed it to Jack. "I think you'll like this thing. I've tried it, and it's average in accuracy, but it's quite powerful."

This time even Jack was surprised. He had seen the shoulder-fired Barrett M82A2 before, but the one in front of him was obviously of a larger caliber and had a very different shape.

"This is our country's own anti-material sniper rifle 'Mambi', named after a hero of our Cuban War of Independence."

The big-nosed old man Carl introduced cheerfully, "It uses large-caliber machine gun bullets of 14.5X114 mm." "There are tanks on the island?" Jack was stunned. This is the caliber used by the PTRS41 anti-tank gun that was most commonly equipped by the Soviet Union during World War II. It is also the ammunition for Soviet-made anti-aircraft machine guns.

During World War II, the Soviet army used 14.5X114mm tungsten core armor-piercing bullets, which could penetrate the frontal armor of the Type 100 and Type 700 tanks % at a distance of meters. As for the more fragile side armor, it could be easily penetrated at a distance of meters.

Many "X雷" players have seen the movie "Panfilov's 28 Heroes" in which this game company participated in filming, and they should be impressed by some of the scenes in it.

"There are no tanks on the island, but you have to make sure no helicopters take off." Chris said seriously.

"I was just joking." Jack waved his hand to signal someone not to take it too seriously.

With the equipment in place, everyone simply sat down on the floor in the warehouse and began to rest.

The trip is time-sensitive and demanding, and they have to get back on board before the "Princess Anne" yacht arrives in Greece, with less than four days left.

That night, a group of people boarded a small fishing boat weighing less than 100 tons from the dock, carrying a bunch of boxes of various sizes on their shoulders and in their hands.

There were no crew members on the boat. Mr. Carl, who was over 80 years old, personally steered the boat and led everyone away from the dock.

"Your Spanish is good, young man."

Maybe because of his age, the old man had a strong desire to talk, and he would chat with everyone along the way whenever he had nothing to do. It turned out that Jack spoke the most fluent Spanish, even better than Angela Lopez, who was obviously of Latin descent.

"So you received your pilot training in the Soviet Union?" Jack roughly estimated the time in his mind, thinking that this old man who was a contemporary of Guevara might have met Yumi Xiaofu.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Carl's answer was beyond his expectation, "No, I received pilot training in Seris in 1960."

"Really?" Jack's voice was a little distorted. This answer was far beyond his expectations.

"Of course." As if afraid that Jack wouldn't believe him, the old man hummed a Chinese song. Although his pronunciation was not very standard, the tone was quite good.

"I am a soldier, I came from the common people, I defeated the Japanese bandits and wiped out Chiang Kai-shek's bandit army."

Jack resisted the urge to hum along, and after the old man stopped, he asked, "How long have you been studying in Seris?"

When talking about this, Mr. Carl had a look of regret on his face. "I stayed there for only a little over a year. I didn't even get my diploma. I had to return home early because of the 'missile crisis'."

Jack checked the time in his mind. The "Cuban Missile Crisis" occurred in October 1962, which means that the old man should have gone to Seris in 10.

"I first learned Chinese from Carl. It was not until I went to Wuhan that I discovered that there are so many dialects in Serbia, and he only taught me the Shanxi dialect," Frank said happily.

(End of this chapter)

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