Chapter 1009 Orbital Airborne Soldiers
In mid-April, the Kane Civil War was in its peak, and mercenaries continued to cross the Polish border and entered the Kane region to support the pro-Western Poroshenko government. In this war, Arrow Company entered the international community for the first time. Its combat power was comparable to that of regular army, and it was a mercenary organization that owned tanks, artillery, and helicopter guns.h.i.+ps. On the battlefield, they ignored any international law and killed their enemies with the cruelest means.
However, in this regard, the UA, Europe, and other countries were only symbolically condemned, and no one would use international law to prosecute private companies that had an unknown registration location. This double standard worked perfectly, just like what happened in Iraq, with the private military company taking most of the blame.
There was a rumor that Celestial Ring trade would be involved in this war. However, except for a train full of supplies being pulled to the Russian-Kane border, there was no news about Celestial Trade. At first, the Kane government also strongly condemned the action, but intelligence soon revealed that Celestial Trade did not make any other moves in the region was and the tension was slightly diffused.
As a p.a.w.n of the Freemasonry, Willey Society was exhausting all its resources to collect intelligence in Russia and keep tracking of Celestial Trade. They were not so naive to think that Jiang Chen was just joking with them. Their master, Carmen, knew better than anyone else what Jiang Chen was capable of.
In late April, after the official signing of the contract with the Donetsk Chocolate Field, Celestial Trade completed war planning and all forces were deployed within three days.
In a ring-shaped city 36,000 kilometers away, a black transport s.h.i.+p left the port.
At first glance, this s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p resembled the Russian-designed SS OleG. It was the same rectangular structure with defined corners as well as four engines. However, a closer examination revleaed that Celestial Trade’s s.h.i.+p was much larger, and the four engines at the tail used principle of electric propulsion rather than chemical power.
After the transport s.h.i.+p left the port, it changed directions, reduced its speed, and follow the synchronous...o...b..t. After the s.h.i.+p entered 30-degree east longitude, it would then accelerate and return to the synchronous...o...b..t.
In this 30-degree east longitude airs.p.a.ce, there was a total of ten transport s.h.i.+ps hovering. These transport s.h.i.+ps were pulled by mechanical arms and arranged side by side, just like a bamboo pole spread out on the orbit.
Leaning against the window of the transport s.h.i.+p, Zhang Feng, in a kinetic skeleton, squinted at the view from the window.
Looking down, Europe was brightly lit, but their destination had nothing to do with the center of the bustling world. They were aiming for the darkest corner of the continent, Kane, only decorated by the spare artillery explosions.
“It’s exciting to jump from a height of more than 30,000 kilometers, isn’t it? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid. I’m just going back to my hometown.” One of the Slavic soldiers joked.
Zhang Feng looked at him but didn’t say anything. They were from all over the world, and the only thing they had in common was their veteran experience as soldiers.
At this time, a black shadow near the window slowly approached.
Zhang Feng glanced down and happened to see the red signal light on the watch embedded in the kinetich skeleton’s arm.
Time was up.
“The last bus is coming. I wish you good luck.” Zhang Feng patted the arm of the Slavic soldier, lifted the rifle on the side, buckled the helmet, moved his stiff neck, then moved to the cargo.
Counting the s.h.i.+p that was approaching, these eleven transport s.h.i.+ps were the entire fleet of Celestial Trade. In order to carry out this large-scale airborne mission, Ivan even borrowed the s.p.a.ce shuttle that sailed between Celestial City and the Moon.
When the last transport s.h.i.+p entered the queue, the entire fleet of transport s.h.i.+ps moved together, like a chemical reaction taking place.
The bottom door slowly opened and the cargo compartment tilted downward slightly. The iron boxes dropped down like from the hatch like dumplings being dumped into the boiling pot. There was a short burst of flame coming from the top of the iron boxes, and they fell down to the Earth one after another.
30,000 kilometers below, in the northern suburbs of Donetsk, the night had opened the curtain for the battlefield. The trenches had divided the streets around the city. From time to time, green tracer bullets were sprayed out from the bunkers, flying in the empty night. Sporadic sniper rifles were like demons, taking away the fresh lives.
The sound of gunfire in the distance sounded from time to time, and the soldiers in the trenches had become accustomed to it. The sh.e.l.ls plowed through every inch of the land. The black burn marks were like scars, printed in every corner of the city.
This line of defense was the last lifeline of the armed forces. It directly determined whether the democratically elected government of Donetsk would remain in place or become a government in exile.
About fifteen kilometers north was the artillery position of the Kane government army, where the 11th Artillery Brigade of the 5th Infantry Division was deployed. An hour ago, they received an order to fire at the northern suburbs of Donetsk, providing fire support for Arrow mercenaries who were attacking civilian armed positions.
“Look! What is that!?” A Kane soldier pointed to the sky and shouted.
s.h.i.+ning highlights descended from the sky, and they looked like lamps in the distance, but these “lights” were too high and too dazzling
“Sh*t! Are they rockets from Russians?! No… not quite like… d.a.m.n, what are those things?!” Another Kane soldier nervously shouted.
The bright spots didn’t give them too much time to prepare. Along with the roar in their ears, the burning iron boxes broke through the sound barrier, tearing apart the curtain of the night, and directly landing on the artillery position of the Kane government.
Self-propelled artillery was directly hit by the airdrop cabin and turned into sc.r.a.p metal, with the giant turret directly flattened. High-pressure steam rushed out of from the airdrop cabin, and the door slammed down. Four soldiers in kinetic skeletons stepped out from four different directions and rushed to the nearest cover.
The airdrop cabins fell one after another, and the Kane government force were divided. The hologram helmet marked the ident.i.ty of the friendly force, the night vision made the dark battlefield clear as day light. Among the chaos, there were only explosions that covered the screaming and mourning.
The gunfire from the north came to an abrupt end, and the civilian armed forces once again regained the lost grounds. After some casualties, Arrow mercenaries were forced to retreat.
At the same time, there was an angry roar from the command room dozens of kilometers away.
With his eyes completed red, the officer was screaming into the face of the soldier that delivered the news while holding onto his collar.
“The 11th Artillery Brigade is completely wiped? By Russian airborne troops? How can there be airborne troops if there are no planes!”
“No, I-I don’t know.” The muscles of the soldier was tensed up, he was almost to burst into tears.
At that moment, the man who had been standing next to him without speaking suddenly spoke.
“They are not from Russia.”
Letting go of the soldier’s collar, the officer turned and looked at the man, his raised an eyebrow.
“Oh? Not from Russia? Do you want to they are your froce?”
“It’s Celestial Trade,” the man said. “And we may be in trouble.”