On the two simple runways of the Sen Air Force's southern airport, two MiG-23ML fighter jets with a rugged appearance and a strong Cold War steel vibe landed successively amidst ear-piercing whines, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The old mottled paintwork on the fuselage vaguely showed the once red five-stars, now covered by the hastily sprayed emblem of the Sena interim government.
Two burly Russian pilots jumped down the ladder, their movements slightly stiff.
Leading the way was Captain Vasily, whose face bore the Slavs' unique ruggedness and the fatigue after a long flight, yet his gaze was as sharp as an eagle.
"What's the status of the aircraft?"
Jiang Feng had been waiting by the runway, inquiring of two colleagues who had been working for the aviation department of the Venezuela Special Soldier School in South America.
"A few minor issues, but we brought the mechanical team along, they'll get the maintenance done overnight."
