"What was supposed to come is here." Fu Ming held the satellite photo in his hand. The aircraft carrier on it was so huge that the frigates and cruisers around it could not be seen clearly. "F-18, Hornet." Fu Ming frowned.
Frowning, on the northwest border, they do not have any heavy air defense facilities, so they can only be allowed to enter. As for the eastern border, Fu Ming has already made plans. Once the US military enters Syrian territory, it will be trapped in the quagmire.
"Let them blow it up. Fortunately, the intelligence was relatively timely." Murbazak was also very nervous now. He wiped the cold sweat on his head. "Didn't the Chinese government say anything? It has been several hours since the missile strike, and public opinion
The news should have exploded long ago!"
"Condemn, in addition to condemning, condemn. Don't point out that they can directly send troops. Even if they do, it will only be a small team of a few hundred people, entering here in the name of mopping up East Turkestan terrorists and protecting some important facilities." Fu Ming sighed.
He said, "We still have to rely on ourselves. I still have the things and the people. As long as we can survive these planes. We are not afraid of the U.S. Army."
Fu Ming took the satellite photo on the table, but the satellite phone on the table buzzed and vibrated. The call was from Blakely Paydar.
"Mr. K, all US soldiers have been assembled at the border. I don't know the specific number. The Americans didn't say much. There are still more than ten hours before their time limit. According to the number of logistics and the scale of the march, it is probably
An armored division with more than 5,000 infantrymen."
"Mr. Prime Minister, thank you for everything you have done." Fu Ming touched his head. There were quite a lot of people sent by the US military. This was a bit beyond his expectation. An armored division could defeat this Syrian barbarian without armored troops.
For the flat ground. "We can't lose this war!" Fu Ming knew that if we lost, there would be nothing. Before the satellite phone call was finished, the private cell phone over there rang again. "I'm a little busy.
, I'm sorry, Mr. Prime Minister, I have to take a call. If I can come out of Syria alive, I will talk to you in detail." After Fu Ming finished speaking, he hung up the phone. The economies of Syria, Congo, and Lebanon must be developed.
, only with the economy can we have military industry and strong troops to defend the country. Of course, Fu Ming does not just want to help these countries. Once these countries have the ability to protect themselves, then untr will be the most powerful among the three countries.
It's safe, whether it's the headquarters, branches, or arms factories, you can sit back and relax.
He answered another phone call.
In a small town on the eastern border of Syria, this fierce defensive battle is still continuing. An Apache helicopter turned around forcibly, ignoring the several infantrymen behind it. Although the missile launcher it carried was
anti-tank missile, but the driver had lost his mind and pressed the launch button with a roar. Three armed helicopters were lost in just a few dozen seconds. The U.S. Army Aviation Corps had never encountered such a powerful force even in Iraq.
A sneak attack of vitality.
"Missiles! Get down!" Wayne yelled after seeing the actions of the helicopter. At this time, the rocket launcher had been reloaded. "Get the car away quickly!" The machine guns and cannons were running out of ammunition.
, these three 107mm rocket launchers are now the only weapons that can counter U.S. aircraft.
There are more helicopters behind, but this breakthrough cannot make their life too easy. Fu Ming gave the order to Wayne that people can enter, but they must not be allowed to enter so safely!
Before Wayne could finish shouting, he was pushed to the ground by a soldier behind him. Several missiles exploded, and the house behind him suddenly turned into a pile of sand, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the thatched house was set on fire!
"Sh*t!" Wayne struggled to get up from the ground, spat, his mouth full of sand, grabbed the radio at hand and shouted inside. "Luther Alex, are you fucking dead?"
"
"There is a satellite on top of my head. I dare not come out. Cruise missiles are deadly!" The huge Suzaku-class was covered under a desert camouflage canvas, and Luther huddled inside and did not dare to come out. The Suzaku-class has achieved mass production.
However, due to technical and material limitations, only ten units have been manufactured so far, and they have not been upgraded enough to form a battle group. The driver training process has been very smooth, which allows Luther to safely prepare the mass-produced Suzaku class to fight here.
After all, this is not the time to fight and lose. Fu Ming almost did not hesitate to pull the Suzaku class over, but the protagonist here is not the Suzaku class, but the Xuanwu class, which is mainly designed for defense.
Its driver is Jack Davis. Fu Ming really couldn't find a better candidate. Harry Crowder scrambled to conduct the first actual combat experiment, but Fu Ming refused. The only thing inside the entire untr was this
If a technical genius dies like this, Untr's future arms development and counterfeiting will have to rely on the northwest wind. Four models of airframes are still being repaired and modified by Harry.
"Jack, do you dare to play?" Luther whispered into the microphone. Through the infrared equipment, he could see on the screen that the stronghold had been eliminated. Wayne and his group, who had been under machine gun fire, were forced to run away.
Arriving behind a sand dune, if it weren't for the 107 rocket launchers that were restraining the firepower of the remaining six helicopters, this group of people would have become dead souls under the shells!
Just as Luther finished speaking, he heard a loud bang not far away. A small truck was hit by an Apache helicopter's anti-tank missile. It flew directly into the sky with flames, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Dust and dirt were turned over, the truck was turned upside down, and the people inside could no longer reply.
"Damn it, I dare you, I can't let these brothers die in vain!" Jack gritted his teeth, "If I am really blown away, then this machine will be a pity! It's all Dr. Claude's hard work.
." Although Harry has a data backup, after all, there is only one Xuanwu-class machine, and it will still take some time to re-manufacture it. Jack is not worried about his life safety, and the ejection system is his last trump card.
"Up!" Luther opened the switch between the capacitor relay and the engine, and the engine roared instantly. Before that, in order not to be discovered by the other party, they had no choice but to remain silent. "The power system is good, I'll go up first!"
Pulling the joystick in his hand and pulling it back hard, the vector injector on the back of the Suzaku class instantly opened, and red rockets shot out with some blue-green tail flames, which looked very gorgeous, and the surrounding air was also affected by this high temperature.
It became distorted, and the Suzaku-class jumped into the sky with a loud noise, giving it the feeling of a rocket taking off, but the speed was not that fast.
"You old boy, you are really not afraid of death!" Due to tactical considerations, the Xuanwu-class driven by Jack did not have too many propellers. It had good defensive performance, and the armor was thick and difficult to penetrate. However, the weight was greatly increased, and it was not easy to penetrate.
There is no equipment for lift-off! Only the crawlers and mechanical steps are used for ground agitation. The vector thrusters on the back are also limited in elevation and depression angles. However, the left and right movement is indeed more flexible, basically meeting all kinds of maneuvers on the ground.
The two aircraft tore off the camouflage nets on their bodies and rushed towards the war zone. The Apache pilot also discovered that something was amiss. Although the firepower here was fierce, the opponent had an artifact like a 107mm rocket launcher, and it was impossible not to have other weapons.
Something, this place seemed very important to them. But now, under the suppressed fire, there was no resistance at all, which made the pilot feel a little hairy. Sure enough, when he looked back, two more aircrafts rushed out from his five o'clock direction.
, one is still in the air and is approaching quickly.
"Hotel No. 6, this is the Kitty Hawk crew, requesting fire support again. Where are our drones? I need guided missiles, large quantities, and cruise missiles are also necessary. We will provide dynamic laser guidance! The satellite communication is in good condition!
"
In the command post of Hotel No. 6, the general commanding this battle squinted his eyes and looked at the picture on the screen. This was the image sent back by the Global Hawk drone. Before this, he had never conducted any operations on the Little Bird crew.
Any form of support is meant to bring out what you want.
Now, the goal has been achieved. The people of Untr have indeed participated in the Syrian defense war, and the things that have appeared frequently in Lebanon and Congo have really come out. The general looked at the Suzaku-class painted in fiery red and smiled coldly. "
The drone is on full fire, and I can shoot out as many missiles as I want! We have to decide on this aircraft, even if it is a wreckage!" He looked at the Xuanwu-class on the ground in confusion, and it seemed to be moving very slowly.
"What is this?" He had never seen it before, not even in the intelligence. It seemed to be a new thing created by Untr.
"The request is approved, laser guidance will be carried out immediately. The cruise missile is expected to arrive on the battlefield in one minute!" The general picked up the microphone and replied slowly.
The helicopter pilot immediately felt at ease and patted the co-pilot's arm. The co-pilot glanced at him, and the helicopter moved around under the control of the two men, dodging bullets, shells and rockets coming from the ground.
"The missile is locked and can be launched. Something seems not quite right..." The Suzaku-class paused for a moment in the sky. Luther adjusted the screen to the top. After continuously zooming in, he saw the drone hovering in the sky. "
I'm going to take that thing down!" He canceled the attack plan on the helicopter. "Jack, cover the ground personnel, their safety is left to you. Fight back with all your strength, your thing, their anti-tank rockets are not big enough.
Bad!" After saying this, Luther suddenly thought. The neural signal collection device accurately captured Luther's biological signal. The booster increased the power again, and the Suzaku-class turned into a fiery red flash and flew high into the sky.
"Leave it to me!" Jack gritted his teeth, and the vector jet behind him was at full power. He arrived beside Wayne and the others within ten seconds. The machine guns and cannons of the armed helicopter were in front of the heavy armor of the aircraft.
It's almost like scratching an itch.
"Give him something good!" The driver pressed the button, and the two anti-tank missiles left the launcher and flew towards the Xuanwu-class.
The missile hit the front of the Xuanwu-class and exploded in the armor on the chest. Flames shot into the sky and the Xuanwu-class disappeared in the smoke.
"Hit!" the helicopter pilot shouted in surprise, but before he could finish his joy, a breeze blew by, and the smoke and dust from the explosion site gradually dispersed. The Xuanwu-class stood unscathed in the open field, with a pure black chest.
It was painted with cracks and not even a bit of paint was rubbed off.
The explosion temperature of the anti-tank rocket warhead is so high that even depleted uranium armor can be burned through in an instant. The driver's smile froze on his face. "What kind of armor is this monster?"
"The things we got from Afghanistan are actually very useful. Thanks to the Chinese military for being willing to reveal such highly confidential information!" Jack smiled. Two hundred millimeters of reactive armor, composite materials, ceramic armor, and depleted uranium.
Armor, all the best features are integrated here. The thickness of the armor is beyond the reach of current main battle tanks. "The Xuanwu class is just a turtle shell!"
The capital of Syria, Damascus.
Fu Ming was still holding up his mobile phone with an expressionless face. "Dr. Claude, now that you are ready, you can start."
"The American satellite is now on top of Syria, and Zenithis-1 has also completed its orbit change. We can give them a surprise. It seems that we have to keep the DN-2 given by the Chinese military for ourselves.
ah."
"This missile must be shot out. The Chinese government will have records. We cannot take this risk. The Chinese military is a good partner. Of course, the target will not be this satellite. This satellite, ourselves
Come and deal with it!" Fu Ming put down the phone. "Mr. Bazak, it will look good in tomorrow's newspaper."
Mulbazak looked at Fu Ming in surprise, not knowing what he was talking about.
"The boss's order, let's start." Harry, who was at the headquarters of the Third Nuclear Heavy Industry of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, also put down the phone. At this time, he was once again sitting in the rocket launch control room. The control room was full of people.
Man, cat sat aside with his arms folded, staring at the scene on the big screen, with a strange smile on his face.
This image was transmitted back from Zentraedi-1 in space. One of the satellites in the image is a spy satellite launched by NASA just before the war in Syria broke out.