Everything came too fast. Before Lu Weijun could react, the sound of fried bean-like gunshots came to an abrupt end. Only the bloody smell that came with the wind lingered in the sky for a long time could not be dissipated.........

"Mohamed him...he..."

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Weijun finally came to his senses from the shock. Looking at Mohammed's adjutant, Lieutenant Ibrahim checked the body that had long been lying in a pool of blood. Even though Lu Weijun had experienced war, he could not accept the fact that he pointed his gun at his own people...

"Iraqi people have a solution to the problem, not to mention that the most precious thing now is time, which no one can afford to delay!"

Lu Jiadong is right. The most important thing now is time. If the Falcon air defense missile battalion is wasted due to disagreement of opinions, not only will this counterattack be wasted, but it will also be passive in the future. Just imagine that if you don’t even have the courage to fight hard, what will you achieve in the future?

So although Mohammed's methods were a little cold-blooded, the most effective method was still missing in the current situation. Lu Weijun also understood this. In fact, he had expected a bloody conflict in advance, but he did not expect such a one-sided ending. You should know that the deputy battalion commander Lieutenant Colonel Amin and others also had a very deep foundation in the "Falcon" surface-to-air missile battalion, which made Lu Weijun unable to understand no matter what, how could the opposition be so vulnerable?

"Lieutenant Colonel Amin does have a deep foundation, but it is still too shallow compared to Muhammad. You should know that at the beginning of this battalion, all the soldiers and lower-level officers were selected by Muhammad himself, and their sources were without exception, the families and relatives of the family and the veterans of his brother Major General Mustafa's personal guards......"

After hearing Lu Jiadong's words, Lu Weijun suddenly realized that the internal corruption of the Iraqi army was severely defeated, and nepotism became a hidden rule for selecting and employing people. From President Saddam to ordinary company commanders, they all tried to insert the so-called people into it.

Mohammed is no exception. Although the "Falcon" surface-to-air missile battalion under his command is not high in the Iraqi army, it does not mean that the young colonel will give up the desire to control the overall situation. Therefore, under the personal arrangement of his brother Major General Mustafa, a large number of confidants were installed. The basic force built in this way was naturally beyond the reach of Amin and others.

It was not that the Lu Weijun was not smart enough, nor that he had expected it to be biased. It was just that he had come too short and had not had an in-depth understanding of the Falcon surface-to-air missile battalion. Because of this, after listening to Lu Jiadong's explanation, he completely figured it out. No wonder Muhammad dared to attack at this time, no wonder Lu Jiadong was still calm without knowing it.

It turned out that all this was under their control. It was a pity that Aming and others regarded themselves too high. They always thought that they were dragons in the water and could make big waves. However, they didn't expect that they only realized until the disaster came to an end that they were two little shrimps. Not to mention big waves, they could not stir up the two little splashes. Alas, it seems that they could not take Lu Jiadong away this time...

"Buzz~~~buzz~~buzz~~buzz~~~~"

Just as the Army Wei army lamented but could not persuade them to leave, a harsh alarm suddenly cut through the night sky. Then the Iraqi officers and soldiers of the Falcon surface-to-air missile battalion acted quickly and rushed to various battle positions with lightning speed. In an instant, a heavy murderous aura of war was approaching, and it was pressed down heavily like a sandstorm in the sky!

"It's indeed a good soldier. If he is buried, it would be a pity!"

In less than a minute, the entire surface-to-air missile battalion entered the state of war. Lu Weijun couldn't help but nodded in approval. As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts look at the tricks and put aside the previous cold-blooded killing. Just by taking the quick battle, you can see the ability of the chief officer and the quality of the troops. You can't help but turn your head and give Lu Jiadong a thumbs up:

"Your soldiers are so hard to say, and the domestic surface-to-air missile soldiers are nothing more than that!"

"It's a mule or a horse, and you still have to take a walk to find out!"

"Yeah, that's right, then I'll be with you again."

Lu Weijun looked gentle and elegant, like an intellectual without any power, but his bones were filled with passion of blood and fire. He felt the solemn aura of war coming, and the adrenal hormone that had been calm for a long time suddenly churned. What was the previous killing? He had been thrown behind whether Lu Jiadong had left:

"Look at whether these soldiers are mules or horses..."

"I see you are even more here!"

"What? I'm afraid it's not exciting?"

"The fall of 'Apache' is definitely going to make your blood rush even more than a Hollywood war blockbuster......"

With a prank smirk, Lu Jiadong applied the name of a Hollywood war blockbuster a few years later, but his words fell into Lu Weijun's ears and were as firm and confident as ever.........

"Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~"

At this moment, the sound of the alarm suddenly became rapid, and all the battle positions were ready. Colonel Mohamed, who was in charge of the comprehensive command and control vehicle, waited for the combat preparations from the comprehensive display without blinking. At this moment, he looked solemn, his fingertips kept lit back and forth on the armrest of the chair, and his focused eyes reflected the fluorescence on the screen, reflecting an uncontrollable tension.........

"In less than a minute, can I hold on?"

Mohamed couldn't help but ask himself, which made him hesitate and even more confused. However, the next moment, the young Chinese face suddenly appeared in his mind and the sentence that often spoke:

"Since you have made up your mind, then do it. On the battlefield, decisiveness is always easier to win than hesitation!"

Thinking of this, Mohamed immediately made up his mind, grabbed the command caller on the operating table, and ordered loudly: "Low-altitude radar, turn on the computer! Car No. 1 missile is ready......"

Captain Eisenberg and Lieutenant Ryan were still immersed in the joy of victory. At this moment, they had already flew south for 20 kilometers, and then 15 kilometers were able to reunite with the support fleet composed of three "Paving Claws" helicopters. Just as they were about to contact the support fleet again, an emergency notice from the headquarters suddenly came from the headset:

"The attack signals suspected to be Iraq's air defense missile positions were found in their area, requiring them to continue to maintain ultra-low altitude and radio silence, and return to the territory-based base in Saudi Arabia as soon as possible!"

"Do these guys who only know how to sit in the office, blow air conditioning and drink coffee know the current situation on the battlefield? They are still worried about the attack of Iraqi missiles? Don't they know that Iraq has become blind and deaf?"

Lieutenant Ryan was very upset when he heard this news, because just the second before he was talking to a friend of his neighboring troops on the airborne radio about his brilliant feat of firing the first shot of the Gulf War. Just when it was about the excitement, a command from the headquarters forced him to come to an abrupt end.

"There is no way, being cautious is their nature. To be honest, if I were General Schwartzkopf, I would definitely mention all the guys who only know how to talk to the battlefield, so that I can practice my courage to gradually shrink!"

Although Captain Eisenberg was not addicted to bragging like Ryan, he also had some complaints about the cautiousness of the headquarters. If the two sides who had not yet fought before the war were still afraid of each other because of their lack of understanding, then there is no need to deal with it carefully now in the face of Iraq, which was ruthlessly crushed by the powerful US military. The right way is to directly suck the big-eared melon seeds hard.

However, no matter how you complain, you still have to do it. After all, the headquarters notification is also an order, and the two cannot disobey anyway. So after giving instructions to the wingman, the two helicopters quickly moved closer and then quickly descended under the command of Eisenberg. When it was only 30 meters away from the ground, the two helicopters formed a dense formation 20 meters apart and entered a flat flight state again.

It should be said that Eisenberg and others were still very cautious. The altitude of 30 meters is already considered an ultra-low altitude. It is no problem to avoid most Iraqi long-range early warning radars. The formation of a dense formation minimizes the enemy's chance of discovery. In addition to radio silence, it can be said that most radar systems in the world are difficult to find their traces.

But what Eisenberg and others could never imagine was that they were hiding behind them and watching their every move coldly, and were not among the vast majority. At this moment, the cold radar wave had broken through the layers of fog and hit Eisenberg's plane. In an instant, the radar warning system on the left side of the cockpit suddenly raised its peak, which made Eisenberg feel shocked:

"We're locked up!"

Ryan behind him was stunned at first when he heard this, but then he smiled meaningfully: "I said, man, do you think the same prank is interesting to play twice?"

"This time it's true!"

At this moment, Eisenberg regretted that he shouldn't have used alarm signals to spoof his companions before, because this time it was really not a joke. However, after the last prank of warning, Ryan felt that Eisenberg was acting, so he waved his hand indifferently:

"Clutter interference, we can change the game...bet how that basketball team will make the playoffs next week...wait...what is that?"

As he spoke, Ryan's voice suddenly stopped. At the moment of his speech, a dazzling light spot on the left flew towards them again. It looked particularly bright and terrifying in the dark night, because that thing was nothing else, it was an air defense missile that hit them head-on:

"Missile! Missile!"

Ryan roared at the first time, and at the same time, he and Eisenberg's headphones were simultaneously sounding a harsh missile attack alarm. Eisenberg was not slow to react. Seeing that the missile was about to come, he quickly controlled the plane to avoid it. However, they reacted quickly, and the incoming surface-to-air missiles were faster. Before Eisenberg could finish the operation, the missile plunged into the middle of the fuselage. The huge kinetic energy instantly tore through the fuselage, and a red light flashed:

"Boom~~"
Chapter completed!