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Chapter three hundred and eighty second falling into a trap

The upper single wing, four propeller engines, and a wide tailgate at the tail. The C-130 transport aircraft developed by Lockheed is epoch-making. It can be said that various transport aircraft in later generations were designed and manufactured based on this transport aircraft as a template...≦...≦

Now, in the dark, several such transport aircraft are flying at an extremely low altitude in the desert. The pilots are superb. According to the navigation device, they are looking for the Desert One location in the Lute Desert that was determined in advance.

Suddenly, the pilot was delighted. From a distance, he could see light on the desert over there! It was an intelligence officer who arrived in advance, indicating his own direction!

"Note, the formation is ready to land!" said Lieutenant Uris, the commander of the commander, on the plane. As the C-130 lowered the landing gear, landed in a graceful posture, towards the desert.

When the wheel and the sand were attached, a huge force came in an instant, and the entire body seemed to be trembling. The C-130 transport aircraft, which had excellent short-range take-off and landing capabilities at field airports, landed after slid more than 100 meters in the desert.

"Why, the Marine Corps helicopters have not arrived yet?" As they got off the plane, watching the transport planes of their own formation landing one by one, but they did not see the navy's sea stallion helicopters. Lieutenant Uris said to the personnel on the ground that they were agents of the CIA. For this operation, they rushed over and gave the plane instructions to land.

Although the c-130 has excellent performance, you must find a suitable place in the desert. If it is not suitable, you may crash into the dunes at any time.

"Yes, they may be later in a sandstorm," said the agent on the ground.

Late? Look at the watch on your wrist. It is already past 00:15 am. According to the plan, we must enter the embassy in Tehran before 0:30, rescue the hostages, seize Manzarier Airport at one o'clock, protect the hostages from there, and then return the helicopter to the aircraft carrier at sea.

When I went to Tehran to rescue hostages and transported them to Manzariya Airport, I needed RH-53 helicopters. Now, those helicopters have not arrived yet!

"Boom, rumble." After waiting for nearly an hour, finally, a roar came from the sky, and the big belly stallion helicopters finally arrived!

One, two, three... Why are there only six? Seeing these helicopters landing near their side, Lieutenant Uris ran over and saluted Captain Wat who had just come out: "Captain, why are there only six helicopters?"

"We had two malfunctions, Lieutenant, we had no time, first fill our helicopters, and then we'll do it!" Captain Watt said.

Unlike the loss of three helicopters in history, they were lucky this time. They only lost two helicopters, and the remaining six were able to meet the requirements of this mission. However, due to the impact of the sandstorm, they consumed more fuel and had to refuel before they could continue to operate.

Fortunately, I was prepared. Among the C-130s that flew in this time, there was a KC-130, which was full of fuel.

There is a refueling pipe more than one meter long at the front of the rh-53 helicopter, which can be refueled in the air. Now, when it falls on the ground, you can refuel in the same way!

Dragging the fuel pipe out of the wing of the KC-130, the pilot was quickly filling his helicopter with fuel, and the air was filled with the smell of aviation fuel.

Half an hour passed quickly and everything went smoothly, except for time delays.

"I order, the Eagle Claw Operation begins!" Captain Watt sat back on his helicopter, unable to hide his excitement and issued an order.

Let us take our people home! The American army will protect every American citizen!

With the roar of the engine, one after another of the rh-53 helicopter propellers stirred the air flow, blowing the sand flying across the ground, and after they quickly headed towards Tehran.

The C-130 aircraft also began to take off. The side door of the mc-130 cabin was opened and the Gatling machine gun was pushed out. This aircraft would use fierce firepower to greet the people on the ground at any time. Once the Iranian reinforcements arrived, they would launch an attack!

Operation Eagle Claws officially begins!

The sky above Tehran is still peaceful. It is already two o'clock in the morning, more than an hour later than the scheduled time!

Sitting in the rh-53 helicopter, Captain Wat was constantly looking at the terrain below. He had already mastered all the landmarks, flew forward one block, and arrived over his embassy!

A group of patriotic students? No matter who you are! The innocent people who took the embassy as hostages are terrorist organizations. It can be said that Iran is now a terrorist country!

"Prepare for the plane to land." Captain Watt said. The armed personnel sitting in the cabin were already shaking their legs constantly, ready to enter the battle!

"Dada, dadada." At this moment, suddenly, the sound of a large-caliber machine gun was heard on the roof of a building on the ground.

The tracer bomb was dragging bright light and flew towards the helicopter here! The Iranians were actually ready!

"Come on, get ready for battle!" Captain Watt shouted.

"Quick, pull up, pull up!" On the side, the pilot of another helicopter shouted loudly. The one that flew over with the flames was definitely a portable air defense missile!

"Boom!" The heavy super stallion, obviously not as flexible as a super cobra, was hit by a missile while pulling it up!

I originally wanted to sneak into Tehran quietly, rescue our own personnel, and then slip away quietly, but the fall of this helicopter represents the intensity of the battle, which has far exceeded the Americans' imagination!

The machine cannon on the side of the mc-130 spit out flames and fired violently towards the ground. At this time, armed personnel began to appear on almost all the roofs nearby!

Now, it is not a question of whether the hostages can be rescued, but whether the squad that rushed in could go back alive!

This turned out to be a trap! The American team that went deep alone could not escape from the huge military force of Iran! They were not Rambo in the first drop of blood. Although they were strictly trained soldiers, they could not fight against armed personnel several times their own!

"Request support, request support!" Walter shouted in the radio: "Please dispatch fighter jets immediately to support our operations!" (To be continued.)
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