Syria, Latakia, Russian Air Force Base.

Syria was once a close younger brother of the Soviet Union. When the Soviet Union was strong, it tried its best to support it as its spokesperson for the Middle East. The strength of its support was simply shocking, and more than 6,000 tanks were sent alone.

Yes, free gift!

Now the glory of the Soviets has disappeared, and Russia's bear claws are rotting. But in order to maintain its influence in the Middle East and the Mediterranean, Russia still needs to support the current Syrian Assad government.

But..., the little brother of the Mao Bear has always been very bad, and the little brother of the Middle East is also very bad. One is considered a scam of the pig teammates! In the past, they scammed the Soviet Union, but now they scammed Russia.

The current situation in Syria is in a mess, even more chaotic than the Central Plains War during the Republic of China period. At least the war in the Central Plains War was still civil strife, and the Chinese were still fighting for the rest. However, the Syrian civil war has already involved a large number of countries.

There is no justice in this chaos, only interests.

The Latakia base covers a huge area and is a relatively complete military base. The Mao Bear has a large number of combat aircraft and guard forces here. This is an important pillar for the Assad government to still rule Syria. Without the support of the Mao Bear, Assad would have been finished long ago.

At this moment, in a combat tent at the base, a simple combat meeting was in progress, but the atmosphere of the meeting was not so harmonious.

A big bearded Syrian colonel was roaring, and he slapped the table and shouted: "Why don't you attack? Why don't you act? Why don't you let the rebels go? We asked you to come for vacation. Are you timid?"

The roar was extremely harsh.

Bearded colonel stood two heavy T-45b powered armors behind him, which were purchased from Russia to the Syrian government forces for the re-sold equipment. This batch of individual equipment has become a powerful military force in the Assad government and performed well on the battlefield.

It is precisely because the Syrian government forces have performed very well recently and have won several battles in succession that their morale immediately exploded and seemed to have become extremely powerful in an instant.

In the face of the Syrian colonel's accusation, there was a strong Russian soldier across the tent, "Col. Kassin, I think your assessment of the current situation is too optimistic.

As for the current situation, you are not yet at the level of being able to easily defeat the rebels. Our attacks in multiple cities are in a stalemate, and the Americans have increased their support for rebels and terrorist organizations."

The words of the Russian soldiers made Colonel Kasin shout again. He turned around and patted the strong armor of T-45b behind him. "Our power armor can easily crush the rebellious moles. They are now forced to hide in the ruins of the city and shivering.

Now the situation is very favorable to us, and we should turn our advantages into victory. Instead of sitting here exaggerating the difficulties and discussing plans. We are fully capable of eliminating them."

"But we really need to fix it." The Russian soldier who spoke was a liaison officer, and communication was his job. But he really didn't want to talk to these bearded men. If these trash had such a little combat power, they would not be ruined by a group of rebels.

The five slags in the Middle East always feel good about themselves, but their tactical qualities are almost zero. This is not targeting anyone, but one can fight. Since entering modern times, there has been no powerful army in this place. It has been dominated by a group of Jews and rubbed against the desert with their heads.

At present, the rebels were beaten to retreat and entered a state of contraction. However, the Syrian government forces began to be ungrateful and aggressively thought about playing a big ticket.

In Colonel Kassin's eyes, the Russians in front of them were just a group of cowards. They would just hide in the base and constantly repair, and formulate a bunch of combat plans without implementing them.

"If it were the warrior of Allah, I wouldn't think too much about victory." Colonel Kassin asked impatiently, "I don't want to waste time with you anymore. Who is the command of your special forces on the ground now? I want to talk to your commander. I want to ask him..."

"What are you going to ask me?"

A cold voice came in from outside the tent, and the Russian liaison officer who had been sitting had immediately stood attentively saluted, "Hello, Major Valena. I am discussing a combat plan with Colonel Kasin."

The one who walked in from outside was a female soldier, her tall and strong figure even blocked the sun. She was Major Valena, who had fought side by side with Zhou Qingfeng before. She was even awarded the title of Russian hero because of her outstanding performance in the operation to destroy the Pandora's laboratory.

Valenna, who had a fierce appearance, calmed down the scene as soon as she appeared. She waved her hand to signal the contact officer to take a break, then walked to Colonel Kasin and asked again, "What are you going to ask me?"

"I..., I wonder why you don't attack the rebels and terrorists who disrupt the peace in Syria?" The bearded Syrian colonel was very uncomfortable with a strong woman like Valena. In their teachings, women can only be vassals of men, not warriors.

Valina said indifferently, saying word by word: "Then I will tell you now that we need to be trimmed. After finishing the trimming, we will perform our duties."

"But you've been repairing for a week."

"Then we need another week of repair."

Uh... Colonel Kassin's face was really nowhere to be put. He was teased by a woman. He wanted to scold him, curse him, be angry, and turn over the table, but these were useless.

"Hmph... Allah will punish these timid Russians." Colonel Kasin complained hatred in his heart. He really had no way to do it if he didn't want to bid him.

The negotiations were fruitless, so I could only walk out of the tent angrily. Colonel Kasin saw an Il-76 transport plane landing rapidly with the roar of the engine. The hairy bear pilot's skills were always rough, and the whole plane almost hit the runway.

"Why are you transporting another equipment?" Colonel Kasin did not leave immediately. Mastering the movements of allies was also the minimum quality of the soldiers. He grabbed the telescope at his hand and looked at the runway. After the transport plane stopped, the cabin opened, and for a long time, he walked out alone.

"A transport plane is just to transport one person?" Lieutenant Colonel Kassin said in surprise. The key is that the man was wearing a yellow desert camouflage and an oval helmet covering his entire head.

In special operations, it is common to cover the face with a helmet and a face towel. There are many desert terrain in Syria, and it is even more common to cover the face. But I have never seen anyone wearing such a weird helmet.

"Who is this idiot-like guy?" Colonel Kasin saw the weird guy getting off the plane with a big bag and looked around, as if the rustic buns were entering the city and couldn't tell anything.
Chapter completed!