Back in the command room, Canglong frowned, and as soon as the snow leopard came back, he shouted: "Fucking I was still thinking of a little hope, but now it's all in vain, and those people can go to war, I don't think it's enough to let them work."

Canglong didn't care, but changed the topic and asked: "Can those two J-7s work?"

"The instrument is not a problem, try it and you will know, but I can't open it," the snow leopard shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless, "Although we can fly helicopters, the fighter jet can't play even if it is J-7 sent to me."

"Oh," Canglong nodded, "It's good to move, call Bai Wuchang tomorrow, this guy used to be a pilot, he plays with this thing"

"Really," the snow leopard looked excited

"We have to make use of all our resources now, even if these two US forces do not have any air bases in southern Iraq, their army aviation only has helicopters, and it is more than enough to use J-7 to deal with them, as for the air force of the Iraqi security forces, it is also in Baghdad, and there are these two wars, and we have more materials in our hands," Canglong was full of confidence

"You don't really want to fight this damn battle, do you?" said Snow Leopard with a strange expression

Canglong didn't answer, he just ordered: "Let everyone in Team B move here tomorrow, let's make a good mess here, and this is our headquarters in Iraq, but we have to clean the air in here first."

Seeing that Canglong kept changing the topic, Snow Leopard understood that he had made up his mind, although he didn't know what trick Canglong wanted to play, but Snow Leopard had no intention of stopping it, after all, this guy can always create miracles

Most of the technical equipment in the headquarters Canglong will not use it, this will have to wait for Su Su to arrive, and just as Canglong and Snow Leopard are discussing the plan, Hei Wuchang and Badr came, Canglong thought that they would do it so quickly, but he didn't expect that the two of them were followed by a thin child

After entering, the two of them did not speak, Canglong looked strange, and finally looked at the child, although his face was sallow, and his body was emaciated, and only a layer of skin remained, but his eyes were very determined, and he saw Canglong with confusion and fear, and a little admiration, and Badr patted him on the back with his hand, and said in Arabic: "What do you tell him?"

"Are you the prophet?" the child asked in Arabic, trembling, with disbelief in his words

Understood what it was because of the order he had asked Badr to carry out yesterday, and he seemed to understand the meaning of Badr bringing the child here, and then said, "You all go out and let him stay."

A few people nodded and went out, and in the end, only this child was left, Canglong pointed to the stool on the side, and said in Arabic: "Sit down"

The child trembled, but did not dare to sit down, but respectfully gave Canglong a unique etiquette, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you really a prophet, why is your skin different from us?"

Canglong didn't answer, just smiled and said, "How old are you this year?"

The "twelve-year-old" child, although a little scared, was very determined when it came to his age

Canglong didn't expect him to be younger than his estimated age: "What's your name?"

"Jabbar Mohammed," Jabbar said, in a flurry

Canglong nodded, and called him Abdul-Jabbar for the time being, "Jabbar, did you come to me for dinner?"

"I, I, I," Abdul-Jabbar stammered, he looked at his skinny face with anticipation, "I hope you don't expel me from the Badr Brigade, I want to fight for this country"

Canglong smiled, and sure enough, it was the same as he guessed: "At your age, you should be studying in school, not fighting with a rifle, this will only make you die in vain, you think about it on the battlefield"

But before Canglong could finish speaking, this child, who was still very cowardly in front of him just now, suddenly interrupted his words, and said firmly: "No, I can't go to school, I want to fight for this country, do my best to protect it, even if it dies on the battlefield, it will be glorious."

Canglong really couldn't believe that such high-sounding words came from the mouth of a twelve-year-old child, but regardless of his age, his tone was that of an adult, and he was very firm, more than most adults

Seeing that Canglong didn't speak for a long time, Jabbar suddenly cried, he knelt in front of Canglong and cried: "My father died in the Iran-Iraq war, my mother died in the invasion of the Americans, I want to avenge them, please please, please don't expel me, okay, please, if you are really a prophet, please help me, please help me"

Canglong was ready to refuse him, but if he really refused, where could Abdul-Jabbar go to school, the United States occupied Iraq for ten years, and even the power supply of the capital could not be done, how could it be possible to restore Iraqi schools, for terrorists, schools are the best targets, so this child is simply not able to go back to school like most people his age, even if he really longs to study

Badr succeeded, and although they were unaware of Abdul-Jabbar's conversation with the Dragon, the Dragon did not ask for Jabbar to be removed from the Badr Brigade, nor did he ask for the others to be removed

The next day, after all the B team was transferred to the base, Canglong reorganized all the members of the Badr Brigade, and all the minors and those with physical illnesses remained in the base as a logistics department, and no one objected to this order, and then the whole base was running under the coordination of Team B

Su Su took a team of people to be responsible for the overhaul, maintenance and maintenance of equipment, which has been deposited in the ground for many years, and many things are difficult to use when they are used, and maintenance is the first lesson for the army, if a gun is not maintained, problems may soon appear, and it can not even be used, but if it is well maintained, it is not a problem to use for ten years or even more than ten years

Fan Primary School is responsible for checking the physical condition of all people, for a troop, health is the most important, especially in this environment, once infected with disease, it is a large-scale infection, which is why the plague is most likely to occur in war, once the plague occurs, the whole army is finished, let alone fighting

Xiami is responsible for leading people to maintain the ventilation system, and the snow leopard is responsible for grouping the people who have combat effectiveness from the elimination, and finally found that 1,200 of the 2,000 people were incorporated into the logistics department, and only 800 people remained, which was still barely qualified

"Go up and see, I need these two J-7s to fly, I know you used to be a pilot, and then you changed careers to the signal flag," Canglong said calmly

Bai Wuchang didn't say anything, looking at the two J-7s, his eyes lit up, and Canglong thought that he was just getting on the plane to try, even if it was checked, but what he didn't expect was that Bai Wuchang picked up the tools and dismantled a J-7 into parts like a toy

Then he began to inspect one by one, of course, these were not done by him alone, but with the help of Shen Wansan and several other members of the Badr Brigade

Canglong has been squatting to the side to watch, this is the biggest guarantee for the success of their operation, a few hours later, Bai Wuchang assembled it again, and then launched the annihilation, and drove a few meters, and then turned off the plane, and dismantled the other one as usual, and after loading, it was already night, and even Canglong didn't expect that the day would pass like this

"How," Canglong asked

"You can use it, but there is a problem with the automatic guidance system of the other one, if you want to use the missiles mounted on the plane, I am afraid you will have to manually guide," Bai Wuchang said as he wiped the sweat from his face

"That's good, weasel, it's up to you now, blast the hole in the base for me, try not to cause any movement," Canglong commanded with a smile

Shen Wansan left with a smile on his face as soon as he heard that he was going to use explosives, but Bai Wuchang said strangely: "Head, you won't really prepare to fight a tough battle, right?"

"Now that I have fighters and an army, why can't I fight a tough battle," Canglong asked rhetorically

"It's just a plane, it's a hairy one, when the air-to-air missiles hanging on American helicopters are vegetarian," Bai Wuchang objected and retreated, "If you want to die, I won't accompany you."

"If you dare to be a deserter, I will dare to kill you," Canglong smiled, "Don't worry, I dare to fight a tough battle, and I will naturally find another person to fly the plane, and fly this J-7 as your wingman."

"Who else in the entire B team will fly a plane" Bai Wuchang disdainfully, "If you find an Iraqi pilot to be my wingman, I'd rather not have a wingman"

Canglong shook his head, the reason why Bai Wuchang said that he didn't want Iraqi pilots to be wingmen was because most of the Iraqi pilots were trained by them Russians, so Iraqi pilots had a few pounds and taels, and they knew very well, especially when the US military invaded Iraq, the entire Iraqi Air Force was frightened without moving at all, who would rest assured that such a companion

"Is it okay for me to be your wingman?" asked Canglong

"You said you would fly a plane," Bai Wuchang felt very funny, and said in a Beijing tone, "Aren't you a killer, when will a killer fly a plane?"

"Hehe, I've played for a few days before," Canglong smiled, "Don't worry, you can't die."

Bai Wuchang looked at Canglong and swallowed his saliva and said: "Then you better find an Iraqi to come, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't be able to target and not be killed by the Americans, but if you are blown up, then I will be wronged."

After speaking, Bai Wuchang left Canglong with goosebumps, followed behind him and said coldly: "You nǎinǎi me as your wingman, what's wrong with me, although I have only flown less than ten times, but I am a genius who knows no, I was born to fly planes."

Bai Wuchang ignored him, anyway, he resolutely didn't want Canglong to be his wingman, and in the end, Canglong could only give up, and was busy until about ten o'clock in the evening, the hole was blown up, and the surrounding area was also cleaned up, and the runway was processed at zero hour

Most of the ventilation systems have been opened, and the communication equipment in the command room has been maintained, and small radars on the ground have been installed to guide the aircraft appropriately

Canglong called everyone over, and finally announced his plan