Dominate South Asia

The battlefield in Angola is still full of blood and fire.

After seizing air supremacy over Angola, the UNITA army gradually advanced northward. Although the MPLA and Cuban army accepted Soviet tanks and even advanced T-72 tanks, they still could not stop the advancement of the South African army in the south.

Many battle lines have emerged with epic stories, such as the black people of the MPLA, who were wrapped in explosives and rushed to die with the enemy's tanks. For example, on a section of the battle line, there were repeated battles, and the corpses piled up on the land of dozens of square meters, and were even used as bunkers.

However, the UNITA army is still advancing because they have air superiority.

When the A-7 attack aircraft flew from the base with bombs, those T-55 and T-72 tanks were all bombed, and the anti-aircraft firepower that was urgently transported again had been blown to pieces by them.

The Cuban Air Force on the front line was weak again, and the Tomcat fleet could relax. The sky of the battlefield can be patrolled by the South African Air Force. The Tomcat fighters will only attack when something happens.

Rick has been in the base for more than ten days and has been bored all the time.

On this day, while he was looking at his fighter plane on the tarmac, Lieutenant General Dennis Earp, commander of the South African Air Force, came to him.

"Dear Mr. Rick, with your air force here, we don't have to worry about the air threat from the Cubans." Dennis said.

"In order to drive away the Soviet forces here, we will fight bravely." Rick said.

"We have a request." Dennis said: "We would like to ask you to be an advisor to our air force and coordinate the command of our air force operations."

So far, Rick, as the commander of the air force supported by Pakistan, has commanded the air force from Pakistan, and there is not much intersection between him and the South African Air Force. On the battlefield, they also fight each other.

Now, Dennis asked Rick to be an advisor to the South African Air Force in order to coordinate the battle between the two sides. Pakistan's A-7 attack aircraft and the main Mirage 3 fighter of the South African Air Force should be able to cooperate with each other, so that they can exert their power.

Rick listened to Dennis's words, but did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked, "This. Is there a salary?" Rick would never do a futile thing.

"Of course there is a salary. We have also assigned you a secretary to coordinate your work in an all-round way." Dennis said.

Taking Rick back to the headquarters of the Johannesburg base, Rick saw a blonde girl with blue eyes.

Long golden hair, draped behind, moving big eyes, as if they could speak, full chest. It could burst the neat air force uniform at any time, and the uniform just showed the slender waist and round buttocks.

At this time. Her face was full of smiles: "Dear Azazel, my name is Irina Morton. I am very honored to be your secretary. I am the pride of your Pakistan Air Force and the guide of our South African Air Force."

In the past, Rick's code name was Eagle, but. After several air battles, Rick's code name has been changed to Azazel, a powerful and evil fallen angel in Christianity and Islam, with powerful abilities.

Rick also likes this code name very much.

Now, looking at the beautiful secretary in front of him, Rick has become interested in this boring job as an air force consultant.

"Okay, I need all the information of your country's air force, the layout of the front-line airport, the number and performance of fighter planes, so that we can formulate tactics."

"Yes." Irina said. She put a pile of information on the desk in front of Rick, and when she lowered her head. The flesh ball on her chest was looming.

"So much information?" Rick said: "I want the most concise, so you draw all the arrangements of the air force on that map."

On the wall of the consultant's office, there is a large-scale map.

"Yes." Hearing Rick's order, Irina moved a stool and began to mark on the map with a pen.

Rick opened the information. The introduction of various fighters alone was very thick. Rick did not need these basic information. He knew the performance of Mirage 3, Mirage F1 and other fighters very well.

After flipping through the information, Rick threw it aside. While flipping through it, Rick always felt that something was occupying his vision.

As a pilot, the peripheral vision of his eyes is particularly sharp. For example, when visually searching for enemy aircraft in front, the peripheral vision of his eyes must also be focused on the instruments in the cockpit. Moreover, with just a glance, he must know whether the data is correct. The altitude, speed, and various information must immediately appear in his mind.

And now, when he is reading the information, there are always things flashing into his field of vision. He can't help but look up and see what is preventing him from concentrating on reading the information.

It is an attractive back, exquisite curves, round buttocks, and long golden hair, forming such a sexy picture! When she was drawing with the pen, her toes were raised, which made her figure even more attractive. As her body kept moving upwards, the uniform on her upper body did not cover her waist, revealing her snow-white skin. The pants of the uniform must have been modified by her to become low-waist pants, and as a result, the black strips were now exposed. Her legs were so long, slender and sexy!

She finished the painting and scratched her head with her hand. Such a small action was so moving.

Is this a gift from God to me? She is simply a natural beauty!

Rick is now just a young man in his twenties, at an extremely vigorous age. In the past, all his energy was put into air combat, defeating his opponents, and experiencing the pleasure from his body in the 9G overload. And now, seeing this graceful girl, Rick feels that some kind of ** is slowly reviving.

At this moment, as if she felt that the air force consultant behind her was a little strange, Irina turned her head.

"Be careful!" Rick shouted, and at the same time, she jumped over from her seat.

Irina turned around and stepped on the air, and she was about to fall off the chair.

"Ah..." Irina exclaimed. Her body had already fallen down involuntarily.

Oops, I made a fool of myself just after the first contact, Irina thought gloomily as she fell down.

Irina was born in the Morton family of Pretoria. This family mainly engaged in gem processing business in South Africa. She received a good education since childhood. At the same time, like her brother, she joined the South African National Defense Force.

In South Africa, all white men have to serve in the military. Even so, the number of troops is not enough, so many women will choose to join the army.

In the past two years, the war in Angola has not been smooth. One of Irina's brothers died on the battlefield, which made her full of hatred for the Cuban army. And all this changed after the mercenaries came from Pakistan. They easily defeated the Cuban Air Force, and the ground battle began to turn into a counterattack.

Irina is very interested in this powerful air force, and she has a good impression of the commander of the army, Rick, code-named Azazel.

When she learned that she was going to become the secretary of this famous air force commander, Irina was thanking God for giving her such an opportunity to meet this hero.

When facing this hero, seeing that he was just a handsome young man in his twenties, Irina was even more excited.

I must perform well!

But now I have made a fool of myself, on the first day, I made a fool of myself!

With this thought. Irina's body was falling continuously. When she landed, she felt a pair of strong hands holding her up. She closed her eyes. Slowly opened them, her long eyelashes blinking. That handsome face was in front of her.

At the last moment, Irina was caught by Rick. Rick bent over and hugged Irina. This delicate body was in Rick's arms, her chest was touching Rick's chest, nose to nose, mouth to mouth.

Long eyelashes, big blue eyes, heaving chest, and a faint fragrance constantly piercing Rick's nose.

Rick felt that he could not control his desire, and he hugged her tightly with both hands, and his mouth was close to her.

Irina did not refuse. She closed her eyes happily, opened her mouth, and felt the tongue jumping around in her mouth.

Love burst out so suddenly.

After a long time, Irina opened her eyes. This is an office, and there can't be more intimate actions. Although she is also very open, she still can't accept doing more intimate things for the first time.

"Mr. Consultant, let's continue to coordinate the deployment of our air forces." Irina said to Rick.

Rick also freed himself from the passion just now. Before he was completely familiar with Irina, this kind of emotional entanglement was very terrible. What if it was deliberately arranged by the South Africans to obtain intelligence from the Pakistani Air Force, then it would be troublesome, so Rick also let go.

When studying it again, Rick said: "Your air force fighters are old and the number is continuously decreasing. In particular, there is no precision ground attack capability. I think the most important thing now is that you quickly upgrade the existing fighters, otherwise, I am afraid you will not be able to cope with future battles."

South Africa's Mirage F1 was purchased in the 1970s, and Mirage 3 was purchased in the 1960s. These fighters are already old, and lack effective precision ground attack capabilities, so they will not be able to effectively support the ground. Now, ground support is still carried out by Pakistan's A-7 attack aircraft.

"Then I can take you to Atlas Company to have a look. The designers there are very eager to communicate with the front-line air force pilots, especially experienced heroes like you." Irina looked at Rick with moving eyes and said. (To be continued ~^~)

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