Mercenary’s War

The maximum range of the U-Dian is 120 kilometers. Gao Yang and his team need to drive out 30 kilometers to reach a position where they can launch a missile, but that’s just theoretical data. When it really comes to shooting, they might get a bit closer to the target before launching.

Of course, the final decision on where to launch the missile from rests with Niva and Dmitry.

After driving just over thirty kilometers straight towards Aden, Gao Yang heard Niva say over the intercom: "Stop here."

Without Gao Yang needing to give orders, Joseph immediately stepped on the brakes, and then all the vehicles leading the way in front of the missile launcher vehicle stopped one by one, and everyone from Satan disembarked.

"Safe!"

"Safe."

Of course it’s safe. It would be strange if there was someone in this vast desert in the dead of night. However, the people of Satan, tasked with escort duties, still meticulously completed a full set of safety preparations.

Gao Yang looked towards the missile launcher vehicle and then shouted, "Alright, there’s not a soul here. Big Bird, launch the drone, and everyone else just focus on enjoying the show."

Jansen launched the drone for observation, and of course, it was still safe. There wasn’t a single village within dozens of kilometers. Even if the Gulf Cooperation Council had more manpower, they wouldn’t have sent soldiers to eat sand in the desert hundreds of kilometers away from Aden City.

So, very quickly, everyone gathered around Gao Yang and began to watch the actions of the missile troopers in the distance.

At least a kilometer away to ensure safety, and since it was nighttime, using night vision device, what could one see? After just a couple of glances, Peter excitedly said to Gao Yang, "Boss, can we get a little closer to watch? I don’t think there’s any danger, what danger could there be?"

Peter is Russian. Some of the people launching the missiles weren’t Russians, but most of them were. Seeing another group of Russians launching a Russian missile to strike the enemy, it would be strange if he could remain calm.

Glolov was also very excited. He said to Gao Yang, "That’s right, what can you see from so far away? How about you stay here, and I’ll go closer to take a look?"

Gao Yang was also tempted, so he waved his hand and said, "Alright, I don’t believe the missile will fall back on us. Let’s get a bit closer, come on!"

So the group quickly moved to the missile launch site.

With a high-tech weapon operated by a technical specialty, it definitely requires technical skills. That’s not nonsense, because for this kind of technical specialty in combat, there must be many requirements and rules.

So Gao Yang brought the people closer, but they didn’t dare to make loud noises for fear of disturbing those busy-looking missile troopers.

Dmitry personally led a team around one missile launcher vehicle, then quickly ran to another vehicle a hundred meters away, while Niva stood to the side, holding an intercom for command, only occasionally saying a word.

Seeing that Niva seemed quite relaxed, Gao Yang and his team tiptoed closer to him, and Gao Yang whispered, "Major, can we watch from here?"

A high-status weapon like a ballistic missile naturally commands respect, and for high-level talent like Niva who operates ballistic missiles, even the seasoned veterans of Satan couldn’t help but show respect, especially at the moment of launching.

Niva smiled and said, "Of course, feel free. It’s actually simple, not much different from your combat, just that we don’t have guns."

Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and then quietly asked, "How long before it launches?"

Niva glanced at his watch, then smiled, "17 minutes are needed for launch preparation. Now we need to set the coordinates for the inertial navigation. We know the target location and our own location. This step is quick, about another ten minutes."

Whispers started rising among Satan’s group; since Niva said it was fine, they didn’t need to be overly tense.

Reports occasionally came through Niva’s intercom, which were updates from the missile troopers about the preparation phase for launch.

The language was, of course, Russian. Gao Yang understood a bit of Russian, but he was thoroughly confused listening to the intercom chatter. For instance, Chinese is very contextually suggestive, even for naming new and unknown objects, just selecting and combining existing characters is enough. They’re so symbolic that even without knowing what the object is, one can guess its nature simply by its name.

For example, train, airplane, computer—combine a few characters and you get a whole new term. Anyone with some cultural knowledge can understand the approximate meaning. So, among Huaxia People, there’s no issue of insufficient vocabulary, but with language systems like English or Russian, if a word is unknown, it’s simply unknown.

Gao Yang could handle everyday conversations in Russian, but with the professional jargon in the intercom from the missile troopers, if he didn’t understand, he simply didn’t understand. Even Peter and Glolov, whose native language was Russian, likewise didn’t understand.

Gao Yang had hoped Peter and Glolov could translate, but seeing them both staring blankly at each other, he simply gave up on the idea.

"Preparation complete, ready to erect!"

Finally, Gao Yang understood a phrase, and he immediately perked up as Niva loud ordered, "Missiles erect, prepare for launch."

The missiles at the rear of the two missile launcher vehicles slowly rose, soldiers surrounding the launch vehicles quickly retreated, and Dmitry ran over quickly.

Niva, unhurried, turned to look at Gao Yang and said in a deep voice, "The missiles are ready to launch."

Gao Yang nodded repeatedly.

Niva also nodded slightly and then smiled, "Do you want to give the launch order?"

Gao Yang was taken aback, then nodded more eagerly.

Niva handed the intercom to Gao Yang and smiled, "The nearby one is Number One, the farther one is Number Two. The two missiles can be launched simultaneously or ten seconds apart. My recommendation is simultaneous launch."

Gao Yang continued nodding.

Niva smiled, then gently raised his hand toward Gao Yang, looking mild-mannered, and said, "You may give the order."

Though typically fiery-tempered, Niva was extremely calm at this moment. Gao Yang thought he’d be so excited he’d be jumping around.

However, Gao Yang wasn’t in the mood to explore Niva’s inner emotions now. Holding the intercom, he suddenly looked back at everyone behind him.

After a moment of slight hesitation, Gao Yang suddenly turned his head, looked at the missile launcher vehicles, abruptly brought the intercom to his mouth, and shouted, "Open the door, delivery!"

Having to shout this in Russian bothered Gao Yang a bit, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Watching as the two missile vehicles instantly erupted with bright exhaust flames, sand was whipped up into the sky as the massive roar quickly faded but left ears buzzing, and then suddenly two trails of white smoke hung suspended between heaven and earth. At that moment, Gao Yang was thoroughly enveloped by satisfaction and happiness.

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