"Mr. Abadi, welcome to China. ”

Abadi, who got off the ship, had obviously carefully groomed his appearance, his meticulously groomed beard, his straight military uniform, and shiny leather shoes that could almost illuminate the figure of a person, all showing the pride of his master.

After Translator Zhang translated Hu Wenhai's greeting, Abadi just nodded lightly, and then walked over with his head on his toes.

"I'm sorry Mr. Hu, Abadi is a proud soldier. Ahmad followed and said to Hu Wenhai with some apologies: "×× bless you safely, President Saddam Hussein asked me to extend my greetings to you, and welcome you to visit Iraq at some time." Mr. Hu Wenhai's outstanding contribution to Iraq will not be forgotten by our people. ”

"Thank you. ”

Hu Wenhai complained a little in his heart about Saddam's stinginess, and sent a useless word all the way, so it was better to send some money.

However, this thing is similar to "an old friend of the Chinese people", but Hu Wenhai does not want to be an "old friend of the Chinese people" in his life, and he really doesn't know whether to cry or laugh if he is an old friend of the Iraqis.

But at least from one side, Saddam Hussein conveyed a message that he had high hopes for the C3I system.

However, it seems that Saddam Hussein is not without constraints within Iraq. If you want to move forward with this $7 billion deal, you have to come up with achievements that will leave the domestic opposition speechless.

Hu Wenhai was not angry with Abadi's attitude, he was not so broad-minded, because the hostility of an inexplicable person had ruined his good mood.

Today is the day of the arrival of the Iraqi cruise ship, the Iraqi army that chartered a luxury cruise ship from the Mediterranean Sea to the other side of the world. After a long journey at sea, although Abadi looked like a dog, the soldiers below did not have that spirit at all.

Iraqi servicemen had just docked the cruise ship. I couldn't wait to rush off the ship.

Hu Wenhai and the other Chinese soldiers around him were carefully observing the army. It should be said that this Iraqi army is more or less good-looking. The soldiers were physically strong, and although they had big beards, their personal hygiene was good. There are very few folds on the military dress, and the brass buttons are polished.

However. The Chinese soldiers who saw these Iraqi soldiers couldn't help but shake their heads.

"This is the army of the Iraqis?"

"The Iraqis are terrible at organizing, aren't they?"

"I can't believe it, haven't they been fighting the war for four years, how can they be at this level. ”

Although the Iraqi soldiers were all dressed well on the surface, their poor organizational skills were exposed from the action of getting off the ship.

In the case of Chinese troops, the platoon leaders of each squad first organized a gathering in the corridor of the ship's cabin, then lined up on the deck in the order of the squads, and then landed one by one through the trestle. This is the most basic military quality.

But when it comes to the Iraqis, their soldiers can't even do such a small thing as gathering on deck. The reason is very simple, the vast majority of soldiers can't read the signs on the cruise ship.

In the nearly half a month of travel, maybe their soldiers lived in the size of a ship's cabin, or maybe they never arranged for the soldiers to be familiar with the corridor structure of the cruise ship. Anyway, when the Iraqi soldiers came out of the cabin, it was not a calm and orderly queue, but as if they had stabbed a hornet's nest in a mess.

It took almost an hour. The Iraqis only got their ranks in place on deck. Then their straight gowns were wrinkled, and their shiny leather shoes were not known to have been stepped on by anyone. The military hat was worn high and low -- Mr. Abadi nodded with satisfaction, looked at the Chinese soldier with some provocation, and said something with a smile.

Everyone on the Chinese side looked at Translator Zhang and waited for him to translate Abadi's speech. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time before he said: "Mr. Abadi said, please don't admire the quality of our Iraqi soldiers too much. This is a ...... that can only be achieved through the tempering of war."

"Poof—"

"Ahem—"

"Watch out for the impact, don't laugh!

Hu Wenhai didn't look back, but he also knew how difficult it was for the people on his side to endure laughter.

Translator Zhang shook his head lightly, and explained in a low voice with a wry smile: "This group came this time. It is the ace unit of the Karbala Military District. This province belongs to Shiites and is not very subordinate to the authority of Saddam. The local economy is relatively average, with a slightly higher illiteracy rate. In fact, Iraq's elite troops are five Republican Guard divisions, and the troops below are more watery. An officer like Abadi, perhaps, has never been abroad. ”

Interpreter Zhang is worthy of being an Iraqi expert, and his explanation made everyone on the Chinese side suddenly realize, and their eyes couldn't help but be full of pity when they looked at Abadi.

Poor baby, I probably think that Iraq's military power is really the fourth in the world.

When they thought that what was in front of them was just a frog at the bottom of the well, everyone couldn't get angry. Isn't it better for the Chinese side that the Iraqis will be contemptuous and arrogant?

As a result, all the Chinese delegates who came to greet them nodded their heads again and again, and kindly praised the quality of the troops of Abadi and the Iraqis.

Seeing that the Chinese were able to admit that the military quality of the Iraqis was above them, Abadi's face looked much better, and he was somewhat willing to communicate with the personnel on the Chinese side.

Hu Wenhai touched his nose, simply gave up his place to the people behind him, and retreated from the first row. Ahmed had already seen it, and the rest of the matter had nothing to do with him.

Leaving behind a happy scene of friendship and harmony between China and Iran, Hu Wenhai turned his head and left the scene of greeting.

Now that the Iraqis have arrived in China, there is not much time left for him.

The Iranian side will not be familiar with the equipment for too long, and this time it is not the troops of the Republican Guard, but the local troops. In other words, they usually use bargains like 59 and 69. Such a unit will not only come over for exercises, but will also be responsible for receiving equipment from the Chinese side by the way.

The number of overhauled motorcycle hours for Type 59 tanks was 150 hours, and the scrapped motorcycle hours were 300 hours. It takes 20 hours to walk all the way from Shengjing, which is less than one-tenth of the life of the motorcycle, and the Chinese side will not pay this unjust money anyway.

In fact, if the exercise fails, of course, it will be a different matter. If the exercise is successful, even the cost of the exercise will be paid for by the Iraqis.

It's like going to war, winner takes all.

The Iraqi mail ship disembarked from Yingkou Port and was prepared to conduct on-the-spot adaptation training after receiving equipment in Shengjing.

However, China is not obliged to report its combat plan to the Iraqis.

"Company Commander Han!" returned to the command center of Shanhaiguan, and as soon as he got off the plane, he went to find Han Bai from the first company of the helicopter air assault battalion transferred from the 15th Army. Hu Wenhai's time is very precious now, and the Air Force has specially allocated a Black Eagle to be his landline, and it will only take two or three hours to return to Shanhaiguan from Yingkou.

As for this Han Company Commander -- yes, it is the Han battalion commander who stood guard for Hu Wenhai in southern Xinjiang. However, this time he was transferred to the exercise unit, and the position of battalion commander naturally shrank to company commander.

Compared with Heng Jianyun, who was directly turned into a big soldier, he was already lucky. If it weren't for the 15th Army, it would be the only seedling of the Air Force, the trump card of the trump cards, and there would be no such treatment.

"Commander-in-Chief Hu!" The black eagles of the Air Assault Battalion were all parked on this tarmac, and Han Bai, who was undergoing helicopter rappelling training, naturally saw Hu Wenhai who had jumped off the plane.

"Where is the head of the mountain, do you know?" A Santana sedan drove over, and Hu Wenhai opened the car door, waiting for Han Bai's answer.

Hearing this, Han Bai hurriedly waved his hand behind him and called a soldier over. He carried a field radio on his back, and soon reached the call sign of the commander of the light infantry regiment of the exercise, Shanno.

"Report to Commander-in-Chief Hu, Commander Shan is in the command center. ”

After confirming the location of Shannuo, the commander of the light infantry regiment in this exercise, Hu Wenhai got into Santana's car and rushed to the command center located in the mountains outside Shanhaiguan.

The apron of the air assault battalion is in the mountains more than 20 kilometers away from the command center, and the terrain of Shanhaiguan is famous throughout the country, and it is facing the sea on one side and the mountain on the other. Normally, the command center set up in the mountains is conducive to concealment, but the 884 infantry radio station used by our army in the 80s is only five kilometers away from the undulating mountains, and there is absolutely no reason to be able to contact the command center more than 20 kilometers away.

However, now the sky near Shanhaiguan has long been the territory of drones, and Hu Wenhai's use of drones has given a lot of inspiration to the military system. No, soon someone hit the radio relay on the drone. Throwing a drone at an altitude of six thousand meters and amplifying it through its relay can easily extend the communication distance of the 884 infantry radio to more than fifty kilometers.

When Hu Wenhai returned to the command center, he saw the regiment commander Shan Nuo holding a book in one hand and an old drunkard peanut in the other, eating and watching.

When he first saw Shannuo's figure of more than 100 kilograms, Hu Wenhai was also worried about whether he was sent from above to gild, otherwise it was really hard to believe that a competent regiment commander would grow such a figure as him.

However, after he had an in-depth discussion with Hu Wenhai in English about the significance of precise positioning strikes to the form of warfare, Hu Wenhai quickly put away his prejudices and never dared to discuss military issues with him again.

In Shannuo's body, Hu Wenhai quickly realized what it means to be a military expert and what it means to be a military enthusiast. If it weren't for the fact that he saw the opportunity quickly, and Shanno was unwilling to chase and fight, I am afraid that it would be his turn to make a fool of himself when they met for the first time. (To be continued......)