As soon as Du Feng got up from bed early in the morning, he received an invitation from Hassan to hold a combat meeting together, originally as an arms dealer, he would not be included in such an important meeting, but now is an extraordinary period, and it is special to the extreme, any weapons and ammunition are transported by Zhou Yan and them by plane.

Because of the limited conditions, Hassan can only temporarily avoid large-scale operations, and at the same time, any action needs to be negotiated with Du Feng, of course, the content of the negotiation is just a general concept, not a substantive marching plan, compared to Du Feng, it doesn't matter, after all, he is an outsider, and it is not good to interfere in Hassan's military politics.

Walking out of the cabin, Du Feng and Besenia seemed to have nothing happening, after all, both of them needed to give each other some time, about the changes between the two, Du Feng did not explain, and Besenia did not explain thoroughly, as if it was the first time they met at that time, even if they were familiar with each other, no matter how crazy they were, they had to start all over again.

Squeak, squeak!

Du Feng looked at the ruins full of vicissitudes, several rats scrambled to pass through the ruins, this is their paradise, and it is also their hell, there are countless mice hidden in the corners of the ruins, this place is like their paradise, dark and damp. And once exposed, it is hell for them, and the hungry are around, so hungry that everything they see will not hesitate to put on the table.

The sound of "boom" explosions was still heard, but since Du Feng shot down three US planes, the rebels around him have also been much quieter, and the artillery attacks that used to occur every three hours have become a symbol of the day.

With Besenia, who was acting as a guard, Du Feng came to the command center, and at this time, a conference room was already full of officers of all sizes.

They looked at Du Feng strangely, and everyone didn't understand why the general would let an outsider come here, it was a matter of life and death for millions of people.

"This is Mr. Du from Huaxia!" Hassan said, standing up.

"Huaxia people?" Several people heard Du Feng's identity as a Chinese person and kept talking, the Americans are coming, the Russians are also coming, whether they are standing there, they are all outsiders! Now even the Chinese people who have been in China want to come here to get a piece of the pie!

"General, I know that the Chinese people did contribute to the Aleppo Liberation War, but this does not mean that we should easily trust them at this time. ”

"General, I'm against this foreigner being here. A middle-aged general said.

With the person who took the lead, others also began to express their positions, and they always cared about Du Feng, an outsider.

Hassan knew that if he left them alone, something unexpected might happen next.

Hassan coughed lightly, and the entire conference hall instantly fell silent, Hassan was the youngest general, and the same severe, here he was the highest decision-maker, and no one could challenge his authority!

"Mr. Du is the supplier of arms for this war, and our air defense system is also benefiting from Mr. Du. Hassan said.

Not long ago, the fact that they shot down a US military plane is already well known to everyone in Syria, and how could a few of them, as high-ranking government soldiers, not know.

"Which air defense * was supplied by him?" several people looked at each other and did not know what to say.

"That's right, not only air defense weapons, but also the ammunition we need in the next place will be provided by Mr. Du, and at this stage, Mr. Du will provide us with almost all military equipment. ”

"We need to avoid large-scale fighting as much as possible in the short term, although it is calm now, Aleppo is naturally surrounded, and there is a huge test waiting for us, and now the problem of food for the citizens of Aleppo is very serious. ”

"Food!" "Food is the most important thing at all times, and this is true for Syria, and even more so for Aleppo, if there is no solution to the problem of food, and there is no need for rebels to intervene, Aleppo will soon be disintegrated from the inside out.

The current situation needs to first tear through the blockade line, break through the surrounding besieged but not attacking enemy forces, and fight a way out.

So where to go next? Damascus? Mention that the entire Syrian government station in the capital was silent, and the message they received for three days was to insist and wait for help.

Hassan knew that the current situation would not be easy to connect with Damascus, and that the surrounding turbulent terrain would not be able to break through the blockade in a short period of time.

In this era of Syria confronting the whole of NATO, they don't know what's going on in the outside world, all-out war! That's right, Syria is no longer a local war, but a full-scale war!

Finding the nearest granary, it's a top priority, but where is there still grain in Syria?

"General Hassan, have you ever thought about fighting back?" Du Feng said faintly, sitting on the table.

"Fight back?" Hassan said, "Mr. Du, you are really joking, how can I not want to fight back?"

Du Feng smiled: "That's simple," General Hassan, we will provide ammunition again tonight. Whether or not to impress the surrounding enemy forces at that time is up to you.

"What's next?" Hearing Du Feng deliver his ammunition again, Hassan's eyes flashed with fanatical flames again, in fact, he didn't have much illusions about Du Feng's supplies, because until now he hadn't paid or fulfilled any promises.

Ports, taxes, mines, everything is just a contract signed by himself, and Du Feng has done enough to help himself in this way.

"General Hassan, if you want to fight back in an all-round way, you need a huge amount of materials, I think the most important thing is to open the railway to Latakia at present, for the time being, it is impossible to judge whether Latakia falls into the hands of the rebels, and it may fall into the hands of NATO and the United States, but as long as this road can be opened, more military and civilian materials can be transported by rail. Du Feng said.

"What a joke!" said one of the officers, jumping to his feet, "do you know where the situation is? ”

Homs is the dividing line between the north and the south, and it can be said that it is an important checkpoint of the north-south passage, where there are heavy guards and abundant supplies. It seems to be the safest and most perfect solution.

"Where is the railway destroyed!" Du Feng said without looking at the map.

"How do you know!" said the officer.

After saying that, the officer realized that he had some misunderstanding, and now it is no exaggeration to say that Du Feng has the most information, where did the munitions come from? They were airdropped! What does this mean, that is, Du Feng has air supremacy, and having air supremacy is equivalent to having intelligence that he does not have.

All the officers were silent, and for a moment they realized how important Du Feng's joining was to them, compared to Du Feng, they knew too little about this place called the Homeland.

"Alright, it's settled, first clear the nearby ambush, prepare to go to Latakia to investigate, and at the same time send another troops to contact Homs. Hassan stood up and said.