there is that place in South Sudan, Ayod, where the situation is ever changing. The airstrip and the adjacent military camp are run by the government troops. A few miles away lay the rebels.
The village nearby and the cell phone towers have been destroyed, burnt and razed to the ground a few months ago and nobody has dared to come back.
Whenever we land there we receive, in theory, the latest news about the situation. So pilots can choose from which direction to approach the airstrip.
Well a few days ago the commander was jumping around the aircraft waiting for me to shut down the engine. He was really nervous, I learnt the rebels had shifted their positions…and I just overflew them, at low altitude and slow airspeed, the worst combo! I checked the aircraft for bullet holes but found none, pfew.
There is a chick I need to spank once back in Juba, she forgot to pass on the information.
Next time, I’ll come overhead the airstrip, drop a wing and spiral down tight to landing, Baghdad style. Too bad for my passengers’ stomachs and fear.
While the soldiers were offloading the aircraft, I heard the usual gunshots in the distance. Dozens of soldiers always come around and keep an eye open without various weaponry.
These are school books! What a pity. It also shows the intellectual level of those rebels…
This soldier has enough bullets to hold a siege…though at second glance, those bullets are too big for his Israeli weapon. He must be a helper on a machine gun too.
I haven't managed to get a picture of the rocket propelled grenade launchers. Always impressive.
Recently we get the royal treatment: 2 of these vehicles welcome us.