Jesse flew the Chinese Change Z-11 helicopter smoothly southeast, which fortunately had six seats.
Hannah watched out the side window as he followed the Congo River—but from the Republic of the Congo’s side. No one appeared to have noticed their departure.
Gordon had explained what they might face during their escape. “The DRC doesn’t have an Air Force as such that they can scramble. A few old Russian helicopters, only the Mil Mi-24 gunships would be a real threat, but they’re all engaged in the east. Six old jets that I don’t think are functional anymore. A Boeing 737 fitted out for VIP transport of the president. That’s it. He must have traded with the Chinese for this little number at some point. I expect that he kept it close at hand in case he had to escape a coup.”
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