"Hahaha..., these turtle grandsons did not bring medium-range bullets!" Fighting four opponents of F-16 in one breath, Zhou Qingfeng was as happy as a child in his fighter plane.

In one-to-four, Mr. Zhou actually has some danger. The f-16 is very flexible. If the two f-16s that return with medium-range bombs, they will definitely shoot several shots of aim-120d "Amram" when they come over.

This is like fighting bayonets on the battlefield. If the equipment and morale are similar, there will definitely be more people and fewer people.

However, Incredley was careless this time. The Aurora Legion has only deployed propeller fighters for a while. Logically speaking, the F-16 with close combat bullets is enough to deal with any situation, but they obviously did not expect that they would encounter a J-15.

After finishing work, Zhou Qingfeng contacted the aircraft carrier "Kennedy" located on the west coast of Mexico to prepare for return. But when he landed on the deck at night, the first news he got was bad news that Incredley launched revenge.

"We just received a report that Havana was attacked by a ballistic missile." Katerina, who was on the aircraft carrier, avoided others and told Zhou Qingfeng personally about the situation. "Incree obviously wanted to attack our military forces, and they destroyed our two arsenals located outside Havana.

The destroyed arsenal store contains the army equipment you got, including artillery, armored vehicles, radar, and communication equipment. Perhaps a division's weapons and ammunition are completely destroyed.

I don’t know if we should say it’s lucky or unfortunate, but we have few casualties. Because the arsenal is far away from the city and the city imposes a curfew. Havana residents hear explosions at most, but they don’t know what exactly happened? We are currently announcing that the Army is conducting artillery exercises.”

This situation is like a basin of cold water pouring down. Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and exhaled it long. He also asked in a low voice: "Ballistic missile? Yingkele is really rich in property. He slapped me with a slap."

"Our analysis is the Army tactical missile launched by the m270 rocket launcher, with a range of 300 kilometers, and it can easily hit Havana from southern Florida."

Katerina continued to whisper: "The evacuation of personnel is currently in Havana, and Lena is a little panicked. She said that the drone monitored the blockade fleet of Incree is approaching, and there is a possibility of a ship gun attack on the city."

This is a real awkward cry!

"Damn Johnson, has he done it?" Zhou Qingfeng scolded the former Nasa Rocket Expert who was carrying out the 'Dongfeng Plan'. The situation became increasingly urgent, and he couldn't help but get angry. "If he can't handle it anymore, I will have to shoot his entire team."

"It's useless to be anxious." Caterina was still calm, "There is no loss in the war. Also, you are not allowed to go back to Merida City. Qin Weidong just sent a report saying that the Mexican government of the three divisions had just begun to launch a general attack."

The war is getting tighter and in full swing. In order to win, some things must be chosen. Zhou Qingfeng pinched his forehead and paced back and forth on the deck. After pondering for a while, he said, "We cannot be beaten so passively, we have to think of ways. Especially Havana must not be messed up."

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's expression was cold, Katerina also asked with a frosty face: "What do you want to do?"

"Incree obviously wants to get the full Havana, so it's currently attacking our military targets around Havana. What if we give them the specific locations of these military targets?"

"You want to delay time for fake targets? The enemy has air supremacy and can conduct a war result assessment, which cannot be hidden for too long!"

"No, I'll give them real targets. Didn't they want to blow up my arsenal? I didn't just bring one division's equipment, we had several divisions."

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng being decisive, Katerina chuckled, "Are you willing to bear it? Those equipment cost you a lot of money."

At that time, Zhou Qingfeng purchased a bunch of retired army equipment from the Rabbit Army at a super low price of 'two billion soft sister coins' in the form of a large purchase, spending him 12 billion in total. Half of this support was to his compatriots in Africa, and the other half formed an army in Havana.

Although it was purchased at the price of scrap iron, the total amount of 12 billion soft girl coins still made Zhou Qingfeng bear a lot of debts. Later, he bought out a batch of waste soil equipment to fill the pit. Now he wants to use this batch of arms as bait to attract Incred's firepower.

"At worst, I can get a few more divisions of arms and continue to use various wasteland high-tech equipment to pay off the debt." Zhou Qingfeng said hatefully: "In short, arms can be lost, but Havana must not be lost. I am just a solid territory now and must be kept."

Katerina nodded, knowing that there was no way to do it. She said again: "How do you plan to attract Incree to blow it up?"

Zhou Qingfeng grinned and said, "Aren't there a few moles inside us? Let them pass on the message."

The commander of the Legion commander was sent to Havana through encrypted communication and was sent all the way to the "Cat's Claw Club" in the city. Mirta was now looking through documents in the office with his doors and windows closed.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. In the early morning, a loud rumbling sound came from outside the city. During this period, the sky was accompanied by lightning that seemed like lightning and thunder. At first glance, it looked like a thunderstorm, but carefully identified it should be a violent explosion.

Due to the curfew, irrelevant people are prohibited from moving around in the city, and the spread of news is even slower, and the panic caused by the violent explosion is still within control. However, Mirta's scalp was still numb by the sound of thunder, and he could only rely on work to divert his attention.

In the late night, Bangbang knocked on the door a few times, and Mirta's secretary came in from outside the room, "Madam, the Legion Commander just gave an order in person."

The decoded secret electricity was placed at Mirta's hand. She grabbed it and glanced at it, and saw: "Immediately control Mole No. 2 and let it do the following work...."

The command was only a few simple lines, but the list of attached words was a lot. Mirta didn't quite understand why she had to implement such measures, but she knew she was finally on the stage.

"Notify our operation team that we are going to work." Mirta stood up and said to the secretary: "Whether we can enter the world depends on this operation."

When Marshall formed the Military Intelligence Bureau to focus on selecting elites, the anti-intelligence organizations built by Mirta were mostly socialized, including the city flies, the city flies, and the rats.

These people are eager to change their lives and status, and Mirta, an institution that doesn't even have a name, is extremely attractive to them.

Mirta personally led the team, and two inconspicuous cars drove out of the "Cat Claw Club" to rush straight to the officer's accommodation area in the city. She used her identity as the manager of the "Cat Claw Club" to let the soldiers in charge of the accommodation area be released, and the name of "Ms. Black Silk" made the soldiers look at it a few more.

Before dawn, several charming women got out of Mirta's car. They easily knocked on the door of Fennoist.

"What's going on?" Easter, wearing pajamas, was still sleepy. He looked at the beautiful woman at the door of the house. "Did you knock on the wrong door?"

“You ordered late night service, so we came.”

“No, I didn’t ask for any ‘late night service’.”

Facing the smiling woman, Fenoist was about to close the door indifferently. But the woman at the door pushed an electric shock under his ribs. The electric sparks snapped and immediately put him down.

"I want you to order our service." Mirta, who had black veil, walked slowly into the door and looked at Mole No. 2 carried by his subordinates onto the sofa. "Mr. Easter, do you think we are all idiots? We know very well what you have done, so the Legion Commander asked me to ask you a few questions."
Chapter completed!