"These tanks?" Hassan wondered.

"That's right, these tanks, it seems to be a brand-new M1A2 tank, and there are a lot of M113 infantry vehicles, all of which are beautiful weapons, taking into account the second-hand discount, and give you a 20% discount of 3.2 million US dollars, which is equivalent to a gold transaction. Du Feng looked at the chariots and said.

"Hahaha!" Hassan laughed, he didn't know what the arms dealer in front of him was thinking at this time, could it be that he was crazy about money? These were all enemy equipment, he was thinking more about how to resist them, but this guy was openly selling! This is absolutely insane.

"Brother Du, don't be kidding, I have gold, but I can't afford to play with these tanks. Hassan said.

"You should also want to stand out in troubled times, with these tanks you will be able to stabilize Aleppo and bring the entire northwest region into the cyst. Du Feng said.

"Included in the cyst?" Hassan knew what Du Feng meant, he was indeed excluded from both sides, but he did not have the determination to start from scratch and proclaim himself king for the time being.

"General Hassan, do you still have a choice?" Du Feng looked at the NATO bloc that was assembling on the screen and said: "Now there are six forces in Syria, excluding the two foreign forces of NATO and Russia, as well as government forces, rebels, Kurds, and extremist organizations, in Huaxia's words, it feels like a princely struggle for hegemony, do you think you can stay out of the matter? Or do you still have something to rely on?"

The reason in Du Feng's words is very simple: NATO deliberately blacked you and said that you had defected, but what would your colleagues in the government army think? Hassan can be said to be above 10,000 people in the army, and how many people are staring at this position, and there is no shortage of people making a fuss.

"Mr. Du, you're not kidding, are you?" said Hassan.

Du Feng smiled: "How can it be a joke?"

For some reason, after hearing Du Feng's words, Hassan suddenly had a desire in his heart, which made him scared again and again, but he couldn't help but think about it.

"Mr. Du, what is your basis, why should I believe you. Hassan said.

Du Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, only to see that there were many dark clouds in the sky that had been clear for many years: "General Hassan, the battle pays attention to the right time and place, and the opportunity waits for no one, only once, ask again, now I want to sell you these tanks, do you dare?"

Hassan smiled and said, "What is there to dare to do? My First Division should have changed its branches a long time ago!"

Du Feng pointed to a sandy area near the map of Aleppo and said, "General Hassan, ask your soldiers not to mine here, and evacuate to the side to wait for my orders." ”

"And after that?" Hassan said.

After that, you get ready for the crane, and then you can watch the show!" Du Feng said with a smile.

"What do you do? Hassan said.

"Dig the tank!" Du Feng laughed again.

In the evening, the sky was originally cloudy and terrible, which is extremely rare in Syria, you must know that the annual precipitation in Syria is only 100 mm, and the sky is usually clear, and it is really rare to see such a cloudy day.

Du Feng stood in front of the window, beside Beseniya, Hassan, and Hassan's various executive officers.

Several tablets were projecting the images detected by the drones around, and at this time, the armored divisions of the NATO bloc had been assembled and began to march towards Aleppo, and these moving armored torrents hesitated a group of migrating beasts, with the power to destroy everything around them, rushed over like a tsunami.

Hassan clenched his fists tightly, and he could see that the first batch of tanks had been hung with anti-* devices, and the huge rollers began to crush and clear mines on the sand, and the rolled * exploded in place, causing these drums to vibrate slightly, but they did not hold back even a minute.

He knew that it would not work like this, that it would not work at all, how could this battle be fought? Even if these soldiers were not afraid of life and death, no matter how brave and good they were, they were flesh and blood after all, should they let them attack tanks in a suicidal manner?

"Mr. Du Feng?" Hassan had already pinned all his hopes on Du Feng, and he said to Du Feng.

Du Feng gave him an indifferent hand and said, "Let's wait, I will deliver the goods to you on time." ”

"Boss, is it a start?" Song Yue's projection projected and saluted Du Feng.

Du Feng looked at the sky behind the glass that gradually seemed to be sinking, and did not look away for a long time.

"Do you believe that Jiren have their own natural appearance?" Du Feng suddenly turned back to Hassan and said.

Hassan looked at Du Feng suspiciously, obviously he was very puzzled by Du Feng's words.

Du Feng smiled: "It's okay, you wait to watch the show!"

A gust of wind blew abruptly, and the windows around it creaked as they squeaked.

"This is the command center, the weather bomb is launched!" Du Feng said lightly.

"Roger!"

When the voice fell, I saw dozens of * soaring into the sky above Aleppo, like rising stars plunging into the clouds.

"Boom!"

I heard a dull sound in the sky.

The sound of "ticking and ticking" came from outside, and gradually the sound became louder and louder, even a little deafening.

It's raining! The heavy rain from far and near is like a curtain of water, and like a greedy beast, it seems to swallow the whole world in its belly.

……

Municipality of Latakia

On the top floor of the Alfamia Hotel, Mayor Lazar sat on a chaise longue, this kind of chaise longue from China originally brought him relaxation, but today he couldn't enjoy everything at all, at this time there was a person sitting in front of him, this person was like a sharp knife hanging over his head, since the two looked at each other, he had not spoken, and the atmosphere had almost solidified.

Zhou Yan leaned back on the sofa, raised his head at the pot-bellied Arab, and pushed a tower of materials over.

Looking at this tower information, Lazar's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Three days earlier, threatening letters had begun to appear in his private home and office, all of which were about his dealings with Russia and the United States.

The city of Latakia has the best port in Syria, and it is also the capital of Latakia Province, which can be said to be the most important military town on the east coast.

Therefore, he was like a wall grass, and he began to go from side to side, and in order to express his position to Russia, he once uploaded a proposal to the government to build a Russian military port.

After the completion of the port, he faced the NATO bloc that occupied the Mediterranean, and directly fell over, pitting Russia, the former backer, to the death, and he took the lead in infiltrating the Russian military base with NATO spies and destroying all radar systems, which made Russia have no ability to resist in the face of NATO bombing.

And after the NATO bloc entered the country, he began to contact the government again, constantly sending NATO intelligence, seemingly playing a good hand, but this also put him in danger, once there was a mistake, no matter which force could spare him.

If he frames the Russians, then the government forces backed by Russia will not let him go, and the NATO bloc that supports the rebels in the name of liberating the people cannot let go of this double agent.

Zhou Yan spread out the information and said with a smile: "Have you thought about it clearly, do you want to work hard for our hurricane company?"