After the Mao-Russian group left, Saddam immediately started discussing with several core personnel. The theme was:

How strong will Mauro-Russia's support be for them?

"I think that under the current circumstances, Mauritius and Russia will never publicly express their support for us." Majid, who is in charge of diplomatic work, directly made a conclusion.

"The key is air superiority! We need a lot of Su-27s, otherwise our planes will not dare to take off. If the Americans continue to bomb like this, I'm afraid I can only ask the pilots to fly all the planes to Yinlang and ask them

I'm under shelter!" The air force commander touched the sparse hair on his head and said with a sad face.

Saddam's face became extremely ugly: "Let our liaison personnel contact Mauro and Russia internally and ask them what their attitude is. If they remain the same, then we really have no hope."

"You can't say that. Maybe the guidance system they brought this time will give us an unexpected surprise." Majid still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he continued: "If the accuracy of the Scud can be increased to 100

meter range, then we can change our tactics and launch large-scale, dense missile coverage against the US military. Anyway, don’t we still have hundreds of Scuds in our warehouse?”

Saddam regained a glimmer of hope and nodded helplessly: "This may be the only way now. I really hope that this time, the old man didn't brag, otherwise I will never believe them again in the future!"

He stood up, stroked the weapon at his waist, and said seriously: "If it is really effective, we will buy it in large quantities and spend it heavily with money. I can pay it out for billions or tens of billions!"

"I used money to make them dizzy, and asked them to sell us more arms. I dragged Mao and Russia in little by little. I don't believe that with the current situation in the country, they don't love money!"

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January 7, 2004, 2:27 in the middle of the night.

Dhahran, an important oil town in eastern Saudi Arabia.

Lieutenant Lester, piloting an F-16, began to turn continuously and completed his last combat patrol today.

When we return to the base, we should be able to have a good sleep.

The night sky in the desert is always so clear.

Without the pollution of large-scale industrialization, the stars would shine brightly in the dark night, and even some smaller stars can show their moving light.

"The night sky is so beautiful, it would be great if we didn't need to fight!" Lieutenant Lester couldn't help but sigh. Then, under the command of the ground control tower, he slowly adjusted the position of the plane's nose and prepared to land on a runway.

He was not worried at all that Yin Lak's fighter jets would come to attack him.

After the last half month of non-stop bombing, Yin Lak was like a frail little girl who had lost the ability to resist. She could only lie on the ground and let them ravage her wantonly.

Now, the US military only needs to send six fighter jets to perform patrol missions over Yinlak, which can exert an absolute suppressive effect.

Yin Lak's airspace is now like their back garden, allowing people to come and go without any hindrance.

However, just when Lieutenant Lester was preparing to land.

In his earphones, an emergency call from the control tower suddenly came: "Falcon - Falcon - pull it up again immediately! Repeat it, pull it up again immediately! After receiving a radar warning, there are three missiles heading towards the base.

Flying over, we expect to arrive within fifteen seconds!"

Lieutenant Lester yelled angrily, couldn't these damn Yinlac people wait until he landed the plane and returned to his dormitory before launching a missile attack?

Saddam, that bastard, was beaten to a pulp by them, and yet he was still struggling to his death!

His air force has become a transport force, which can only fly planes on land, and his army has become a mole that buries underground without even daring to poke its head out.

Unexpectedly, this arrogant madman would use his Scud, Hussein, and Abbas to launch at Saudi Arabia and Israel again and again to highlight his unyielding will.

Lieutenant Lester knew very well that Saddam did this just to drag the United States into the Gulf War.

The territories of Israel and Saudi Arabia are not bordering each other. If you want to attack Yinlaq, you must go through Arab countries.

However, Saddam claimed to be righteous, saying that he was fighting for the Arabs, and coupled with the blood feud between the Jews and the Arabs, as long as Israel really took action, the coalition that the United States had finally organized would fall apart in an instant.

Saddam, who dares to go against the United States, is definitely an unimaginable lunatic!

In order to keep Kuwait in his mouth and his current status, he actually dared to actively provoke Israel in an attempt to expand the scale of the war to the entire Middle East!

As for Saudi Arabia, in addition to the capital Riyadh, which is his key target, the Dhahran Air Force Base closest to eastern Saudi Arabia is also his key target.

Saddam's mobile missile launch vehicle is highly maneuverable. As long as it finds a suitable location, it only takes three minutes to launch a missile from Kuwait, spanning 1,300 kilometers to reach the sky above Dhahran!

As a front-line pilot, Lieutenant Lester simply dismissed the brilliant achievements of the Patriot missile defense system claimed by the Pentagon spokesman.

What interception rate is above 80% is pure nonsense!

Indeed, it seemed that the Patriots hit their targets many times, but Saddam's Hussein missiles were three Scuds spliced ​​into two.

This kind of ballistic missile enters the atmosphere from the troposphere, and when it pounces on the target, its body will automatically separate from the warhead.

Here's the key!

The Patriot missile was developed by the American Raytheon Company. Its original intention was to deal with supersonic fighter jets flying at high altitudes and at high speeds, not to intercept professional missiles.

Its guidance system, when identifying targets, will give priority to objects with larger radar reflection surfaces, thus letting go of smaller warheads.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If the interception is successful if the projectile is only hit, then Lieutenant Lester does not know what constitutes a failure.

In addition, the Patriot missile has a shortcoming that makes all pilots angry - it cannot identify friend or foe!

In its radar system display, there are only interception targets, and there is no distinction between own and enemy forces.

There is precedent for this.

At the Turkish base, a Patriot missile once flew towards a returning fighter plane during the interception process. Fortunately, the US military detonated the missile in the air in time, so that no accidental damage was caused.

Otherwise, it would really make people laugh.

After hearing about this case, Lieutenant Lester and some air force pilots specifically consulted the Patriot air defense position to see if it was true.

Although they did not get a definite response from the other party, from then on, when they flew the plane back to the base, they could not help but feel chills on their spines.

Afraid of being attacked by our own missiles.

Therefore, as soon as they heard that the Patriot missiles were ready, Lieutenant Lester and his wingmen immediately grasped the joystick tightly, pushed the throttle to the maximum, and evacuated from the base as quickly as possible.

Lester also discovered the rapidly approaching missile through the airborne radar on the plane.

Three missiles, one in front and two in back, trailing red and blue tail flames, headed straight for the Dhahran Air Force Base below them.

In Dhahran late at night, the starry sky was as clear as water. Lieutenant Lester sent out a weak firelight from high in the sky with only his naked eyes.

In the dark night sky, it looked like someone lit a match in the distance and threw it straight down from above.

It was a missile put together by Scud.

Almost at the same time, on the dark ground, three dazzling flames quickly rose into the sky!

Although the Pentagon has boasted to the sky, they also know very well that this is all to enhance everyone's patriotic enthusiasm and make the American people support the government to fight to the end.

Of course they know the true performance of the Patriots.

Therefore, the Pentagon requires that every incoming missile must be intercepted with two to three Patriots to ensure the success rate of interception.

Lieutenant Lester has seen similar scenes many times.

However, he did not know that what he saw today would become a nightmare that would haunt him throughout his life.

On the plane's radar screen, the missile that was about to be intercepted suddenly split into two halves from the sky and disintegrated.

"Shit!" Lieutenant Lester cursed directly.

Disintegration means that this interception will most likely fail, because the speed of the other missile segment that fell off is affected by various wind forces, which is difficult to calculate.

"I hope no brother will die innocently!" Lester prayed.

However, a scene that frightened him even more happened!

After the missile disintegrated, not only did the warhead break away, but it disintegrated again and became three parts: the warhead, the missile body, and the tail.

Before Lieutenant Lester could make a sound, three Patriot missiles turned around in the air. Two of them met the part of the projectile with the largest radar reflection surface, and one went straight to the tail.

Three white fires lit up in the night sky.

The mechanism of the Patriot relies on the missile head to actively explode fragments to kill enemy missiles.

However, there was still a lot of unburned fuel inside the body and tail of the hit missile.

The fuel was ignited instantly.

In the night sky, countless burning shrapnel fell in all directions, like Christmas fireworks, bright and shocking.

Among these small flames, a sharp, somewhat black object was thrown far away by the explosion shock wave and plunged into the nearby runway.

Unfortunately, on that runway, there were two F-16 fighter jets on patrol taking off in an emergency.

The landing gear at the bottom of them has even left the ground.

However, the missile came so fast that they had no time to escape from the plane. The only thing they could do was to let the plane fly quickly.

However, fuel was carried in the sky, and the falling sparks attached to the fuselage and burned quickly.

The pilot was a little panicked.

However, before he could react.

A dark warhead plunged into the runway, followed by a huge explosion.

The F-16 that took off first had its wings swayed by the air waves from the explosion. The pilot tried hard to control the flight attitude and was pushed by the shock wave, flying straight into the sky at a faster speed!

But the F-16 behind was not so lucky. It was violently shaken by the air waves, and the nose of the aircraft instantly lost control and plunged violently.

Crashed on the runway.

The aviation fuel tilted out formed a fire snake several hundred meters long on the runway, reflecting the runway's heat and light.

"oh my god!"

Captain Lester piloted a fighter jet and watched the entire process from a not far away sky. His face turned pale with shock.

"Oh, my god!"

The voice of the wingman pilot came through the intercom, and he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

However.

Just as they lamented the death of their colleagues, two other missiles fell from the sky in the dark night sky.

It fell tilted towards Dhahran Air Force Base.
Chapter completed!