"At the very least, Mableich, all your strategies and measures so far have been failures and mistakes. Old man, if you can't do it anymore, just step down from that position. There are still many people behind you waiting to show off your skills.
What are you trying to do if you have to be pushed down by the juniors and still can't get a good reputation when you reach retirement age?" The woman's voice turned from soft to cold. "I have been staring at your position for a long time, and...
I will do better than you."
The muscles on the killer whale's face twitched. "Kid, don't be too arrogant. Even the Chinese have an old saying that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. When I went out to assassinate important officials of hostile countries in the CIA, you still didn't
Know where to have sex with little boys!"
"Hahahaha, Mabuleixi, I respect your qualifications and call you Mr. Eastwood. I want to see how you want to get Rong Tiejun out. There are many things on him, and there are many things about him.
Untr, Mr. President wants to know everything, not just a part. If this performance is not good enough..."
The killer whale didn't even answer, and hung up the phone impatiently. He dialed another number.
In the waters west of Kinshasa, twelve nautical miles away on the high seas, JSOC's SEAL Team 6 helicopters are already ready for deployment.
The phone was picked up quickly. "Mr. Eastwood, please give me your instructions."
"Rong Tiejun is detained. We need to use the second plan for rescue. Is there any problem?"
"No problem, sir!" The person who answered seemed very straightforward. They had been gearing up for a long time and made a very detailed battle plan.
Since softness is not enough, the killer whales are ready to use hardness. The helicopter formation can directly reach Untr's three-core heavy industry, and can attack peripheral facilities with rockets. If possible, it can also rescue Rong Tiejie at the same time.
Destroyed a large part of untr's infrastructure and industrial equipment.
Of course, UTR is not without soldiers now. After all, there are only more than 10,000 UTR troops on the Korean battlefield. During the Venezuelan Civil War, although UTR's exclusive troops lost many people, those who remained were elite soldiers and strong generals.
, I have experienced the baptism of war with real swords and guns, and I have seen bloody and cruel battlefields. Compared with American soldiers, they are almost as good as them.
For Fu Ming, he is reassured that the quality of his army is still excellent.
What worries him is that UTR does not have heavy weapons now. Even tanks are backward products from China. The Type 69 main battle tank is a target in front of the anti-tank rockets of American helicopters. As for general users,
Fu Ming admitted on this matter that this type of combat mecha was indeed a bit thoughtless.
Because all of UNTR's general-purpose humanoid combat mechas were sent to the Korean battlefield, not even a single driver was left behind. Among the three nuclear heavy industries, some were only semi-finished products of general-purpose humanoid combat mechas that were not even equipped with nuclear reactors.
Unable to use. Fu Ming didn't even consider that there was a fire in the backyard of the Three-core Heavy Industry Union.
Even if these semi-finished mechas are usable, there are no pilots. There are currently only four people in UNTR who can pilot general-purpose humanoid combat mechas.
The first one is Fu Ming, and the next three are Harry Crowder, Song Jiahao, and Luther Alex.
Needless to say, Fu Ming is the general person in charge of UNTR. He personally drives the machine body to fight, which is too dangerous. If something goes wrong with the reactor, it explodes with the power of a strategic nuclear bomb, and Harry will not have time to escape.
Not to mention Dr. Claude, he is the leader of UNTR's technical department. The whole of UNTR relies on him as a nearly omnipotent expert in physics and weapons manufacturing theory.
Luther Alex was injured in a Suzaku-class experiment and his left arm was fractured. He is still lying in the hospital. Fu Ming never had time to see him.
The only person left is Song Jiahao.
Fu Ming looked at his watch. It was already close to eight o'clock in the morning, but T-81192's analysis of the customs data was still at a loss. Even with a biological computer and a quantum supercomputer, the calculation and logical analysis values were too huge.
. Judging from the satellite intelligence of the General Staff, the Americans have already deployed their forces on the high seas outside the port of Kinshasa. It depends on when they take action.
"I never imagined that Americans would really go to war for a Rong Tiejian. Is it worth it?" Cat has been following Fu Ming since early morning, even though she doesn't know where Fu Ming is going now.
"Although the things copied by Rong Tiejun have been intercepted by us, they are still of great value. What he saw inside UNTR must not have been conveyed to the killer whales. So even if they pay a heavy price, they will definitely
Get Rong Tiejun out!" Fu Ming knew very well that once there was a conflict with the Americans in the Three Nuclear Heavy Industry, the cooperative relationship with the Americans in the post-war reconstruction of Venezuela would also face a breakdown.
But since the Americans are not afraid, there is no need for him to be afraid. He stopped before the last assembly line of the three-core heavy-duty humanoid combat mecha manufacturing factory.
"This is..." Cat looked at the equipment around him. Various mechanical arms and wires were dazzling. This was the assembly workshop of the general-purpose humanoid combat mecha, Suzaku 013.
"Boss!" Harry Crowder walked out of a workshop. After seeing Fu Ming, he almost ran over. "We still have the last trump card." Harry took out the electronic key and pressed the remote control.
buttons on the device.
The electronic rolling shutter door of a warehouse slowly closed from the bottom up. What appeared in front of Fu Ming and Cat was the Suzaku 013 general-purpose humanoid combat mecha.
The Suzaku class should be regarded as the most developed aircraft within UNTR. It has excellent performance in land combat and air combat. It has the best overall performance. The Suzaku 013 class placed in the warehouse is the birthplace of all modified models.
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The Blue Dragon-class, White Tiger-class, Xuanwu-class, and later modified and finalized models of the Suzaku-class are all derivative models emanating from this aircraft.
When Luther Alex piloted this aircraft for the first time, it arrived in Lebanon via airdrop. After killing the F-22 Raptor fighter jet and the M1A1 main battle tank, it rescued the injured
Pay Ming.
Fu Ming discovered that the painting of this machine body had been completely renewed. Although the pattern had not changed, the colors were obviously brighter. Moreover, numbers were printed on the sides of the machine body and the upper parts of the two robotic arms.
"13001." It says. 13, which is the Suzaku 013 class in 2013. And 001 means that this machine is the first in the Suzaku series. This number means that this machine is a prototype.
"Boss...can I..." Harry's eyes were full of relief. He was wondering whether he could personally drive this prototype and fight. After all, this was the first machine he shot and presided over the construction of.
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"Don't even think about it. Dr. Claude, you should know that you are the most important person in the UNTR technical department, and no one's life is more precious than yours. Even if I were to fly this machine and fight against those helicopters,
It doesn't matter." Fu Ming has already thought about it. If there is really no driver, he can only get on by himself.
Cat knows everything about the affairs in untr, and Cariana, Lin Jianping, even Coco Heike Indias, Zeng Xiaoting and Zhang Lu can also help. Even if Fu Ming is injured, it will not make untr a mess.
Even if Fu Ming dies, these living people will definitely carry forward untr and achieve what Fu Ming has always wanted to do. Fu Ming believes in these people.
Harry sipped his saliva, "But... Luther Alex is injured and there is no driver. Our tanks are targets, and the American helicopters are most likely to be Apaches. Among jsoc, they are equipped for individual soldiers.
The technological content is beyond our comparison. Although there are few people, the combat effectiveness is extremely powerful."
"I know this..." Fu Ming rubbed his head and sighed.
Just when they couldn't think of a solution, Song Jiahao ran in from the door of the assembly workshop. "Boss, if there really is no driver...then I will be the only one here!"
Fu Ming frowned. "But... what about Untr's defense?"
Song Jiahao saluted. "This is my job, defense. As for defense matters, I have already arranged specific measures and personnel. As long as the people under my command can follow the instructions, there will be no problem.
Boss, please rest assured. I trust them, and please trust me!" Song Jiahao stood at attention and saluted Fu Ming.
At the same time, observation post No. 044 is located outside the western border fence of the Three Nuclear Heavy Industry.
A man wearing a desert camouflage military uniform stared at a few black spots in the distance and woke up one of his sleeping partners.
"Don't sleep, get up! Look what that is!" The soldier pointed at a few small black dots in the sky and shouted.
"Don't bother me! There is a telescope here, go see it yourself!" The sleeping partner turned over and took out an electronic magnifying telescope from under the pillow. He had been on duty all night last night, and now he finally managed to hold on.
Can't stand it any longer.
The soldier took the telescope and looked at the small black dots.
"This is..." The soldier looked at the picture and his mouth grew wide. "It's really coming! Get up, it's an American helicopter!"
When his sleeping partner heard this, he immediately jumped up from the carpet on the floor. The temperature was so high that you could only feel some coolness while sleeping on the floor. He took out another telescope and looked at the radar.
"Fu*k! It's an Apache. It seems to have been modified and has stealth function. No wonder the peripheral radar has no information at all! This distance is too close, and the people above must be reported immediately." He threw it away.
With the telescope in his hand, he rummaged through the box and found an fn-6 man-portable air defense missile.
"But before that, we have to give them a shot, otherwise they will think that our sentry tower is just a decoration!" As he said that, he put the missile launcher on his shoulder and aimed the sight at the two