Lu Jiadong did not die, the moment the bomb exploded, he was the same as Lu Weijun, he was overturned by the air wave, but fortunately, he did not faint like Lu Weijun, although he couldn't stand up for a while, but he could barely turn over, so he struggled to retreat the burning military coat, and rolled down the sand dune on the spot.

It was too late, and at the moment when Lu Jiadong just left the sand dune, another bomb came instantly, and the violent explosion instantly set off an unstoppable storm, directly pushing the tumbling Lu Jiadong horizontally.........

When he opened his eyes again, it was a day later, and the location was this small village on the southern border of Iraq.

It turned out that there was an underground river with abundant water under the surface of the desert in southwestern Iraq, and Lu Jiadong happened to be pushed by the air wave of the bomb into the well that had been temporarily opened in the Iraqi "Falcon" ground-to-air missile battalion to draw water. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he was lucky not to be bombed into slag by the coalition bombs, Lu Jiadong's situation was not optimistic, his whole body was injured, his right foot was sprained because he fell from a height, and he was soaked in the river, his body was extremely weak, and the kind-hearted old man Abdul used all the methods he could find, which reluctantly pulled Lu Jiadong back from the ghost gate........

"Come and sit ......."

Watching Lu Jiadong limp over step by step, a happy smile finally appeared on the dignified face of the old man Abdul, he is a pious Mu!!Si!Lin, adhering to the tradition of kindness and tolerance, firmly believing that doing good deeds will be favored by God.

So after finding the dying Lu Jiadong, he will spare no effort to save the treatment, and now seeing Lu Jiadong is fine, the old man Abdul seems to have escaped death, and he is even happier than Lu Jiadong, while talking, he asked Lu Jiadong with concern:

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's no big deal!"

Lu Jiadong put away the crutches in his hand, sat down next to the old man Abdul, and before he could speak again, a roar like thunder came from above the sky, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but look up at the sky, and his originally smiling face couldn't help but become cold,

It was the sound of a jet engine, and it was so loud and rumbling that it was obviously not something that could be produced by one or two fighters, and it must have been dozens of fighters flying together to have such a thrilling effect, but what did this mean? Lu Jiadong knew it better than anyone else.......

"Still can't worry about the war on the front?"

The old man Abdul already knows Lu Jiadong's identity, this is not to listen to the words of Lu Jiadong's family, but he does have documents to prove his identity, so the old man Abdul will have this question, but Rao is so, the old man Abdul still shook his head helplessly, he saved Lu Jiadong not because of his identity, but from the bottom of his heart to save a fresh life.

Because of this, when he saw Lu Jiadong's strong fighting spirit when he stared at the sky, the old man Abdul was a little reluctant from the bottom of his heart, because he did not want the young man in front of him to die on the battlefield in vain, but hoped that he could be influenced by himself and convert to Islam from now on, and then become an envoy to preach teachings in the far east.

Lu Jiadong naturally knows the thoughts of the old man Abdul, because in the past few days, this kind-hearted and pious old man will want him to preach the doctrine whenever he has time, and intends to influence him, although he hates the wreckant behavior of the United States in Iraq.

At the same time, however, he did not approve of Saddam's particularly doctrinal secularization and aggressive acts, and to use a political phrase used in later generations, Abdul was a typical Mu and a typical idealist among the Muslim and Taoist sects.

However, Lu Jiadong is not an idealist, on the contrary, he is a very rational realist, and because of this, Abdul Old Man's expectations are destined to become disappointment:

"You're right, I really can't let it go!"

Lu Jiadong did not hide his true thoughts, nodded without hesitation, and the old man Abdul could not hide the gloomy look on his face, and sighed deeply:

"Alas....... I think I've said enough, but I still don't understand, why do you still do this, the United States is hateful, but Saddam Hussein is not a good thing, in this case, it is better to choose to be calm and pure, the right is true!

Why? Because the Cold War is coming to an end, because the potential enemy of the United States is about to turn to China, the openly seized "Yin~~!ah!~River", the strait that is close but impassable, the defenseless but bombed embassy, the 81192 fighter plane that was brazenly crashed during a routine cruise,

All of the above is like a mountain, which pressed China during that period of time and could not breathe, so at the beginning of Lu Jiadong's crossing, he vowed to reverse this weak passive situation, but if you want to change all this, it is obvious that it cannot be achieved with only two pieces of mouth and a passionate passion full of ideals, but it requires a pair of fists of broken gold and broken iron;

Only in this way can we make the enemy fearful, and only then can we stop the small night, "We don't make trouble, but we are never afraid of things!" This is the criterion that Lu Jiadong has always firmly believed, and it is precisely because of this that he will promote arms sales to Iraq, and will stay in Iraq without hesitation regardless of the opposition from top to bottom; of course, there is an intention to collect actual combat data on relevant equipment, but more importantly, it is necessary to use those weapons and equipment that support China's backbone to let the world taste it again, and that warning that has made the world deafening since the time of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea:

"When a friend comes, there is good wine, and if a jackal comes, there will naturally be a shotgun that will discourage it.........."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Abdul........" Lu Jiadong looked at the old man Abdul sincerely: "Maybe I really disappointed you, if you really want to know why, then I can only say, maybe I am a little self-conscious, but I really want to use my hands to play a different Lang Lang Qiankun ..........."

..............

Approaching dusk, the coalition air raids continued, and no one expected that the intensity of the coalition air raids would increase to such an extent, and the continuous air strikes continued day and night, prompting the Iraqi army to cower and hide in the air defense bunkers, not even daring to raise their heads.

As a result, the casualties of the Iraqi army continued to rise, because the precision-guided ground-penetrating bombs dropped by the US military from time to time were as if they had eyes, directly hitting the anti-aircraft bunker, and with the help of gravity and inertia, relying on a powerful ground-penetrating warhead to penetrate the thick reinforced concrete protective layer, and suddenly explode inside.

Fortunately, there are not many such high-performance precision-guided weapons in the US military, but even so, the panic of the Iraqi soldiers is still unstoppable, because no one knows when they will be hit on the top of the air defense bunker where they are, and their flesh and blood will fly everywhere, and there will be no bones left.

What's worse is that the U.S. military does not just want to inflict heavy damage on the Iraqi heavy army cluster in the southwest desert area, but intends to open its mouth and swallow it in one gulp, and the reason why it is so desperate is to retaliate for the serious blow to the US military in the first few days of the war against the Iraqi heavy army group.

More importantly, 80 percent of Iraq's elite troops are concentrated here, and if they can be completely eliminated, it will be tantamount to breaking Iraq's backbone, thereby permanently removing Iraq from the list of regional powers, and laying a solid foundation for the future Middle East policy of the United States.

It is precisely for this reason that the US military not only wants to destroy as much as possible the weapons and equipment and living forces of the Iraqi army, but is also prepared to encircle and trap this Iraqi heavy army group.

During the whole day, they attacked more than 20 convoys, nearly 300 transport vehicles, armored vehicles, tanks, and other equipment of various types turned into piles of blackened parts, and more than 2,000 officers and men were killed and wounded, and they were buried in the vast yellow sand........

"Observer Lu, Observer Lu........ Boom~~~Boom~~~"

Major General Muhammad stumbled to the compartment where Lu Weijun was, and before he finished speaking, a violent explosion sounded overhead, and the falling ashes fell in a flutter, making Muhammad's face gray, but Muhammad didn't care about this, wiped his face with his hands indiscriminately, and hurriedly came to Lu Weijun:

"It seems that it won't work today, the Yankees are going to trap us, so .........."

"I understand ........"

Before Muhammad could finish speaking, Lu Weijun waved his hand to interrupt it, and then his bloodless face stared at the hideous crack on the ceiling that was shocked by the bombshell, and smiled miserably:

"If it's a big deal, it's a death........ It's just ........"

Saying that, Lu Weijun's eyes suddenly became a little reluctant, and gently stroked the urn engraved with Lu Jiadong's name beside him, he was not afraid of death, and he felt that he should have died a long time ago, but in the face of the box in front of him containing the remains of his friends, he couldn't just die like this, because no matter what, he had to let his soul return to his hometown, and the same was true for Major General Musharraf, Lu Jiadong died for them, so he must not let his remains go up in smoke, so he gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"Don't worry, Observer Lu, as long as the Yankees' air raids weaken, I will find a way to let you leave, even if you lose a battalion, a regiment, or even a division, you can't let Instructor Lu leave here..........

"Then you want to leave me there? Is it the desert Gobi, or the sea of corpses and blood?"

Before Major General Mohammed could finish speaking, a familiar and loud voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and then Lu Jiadong, who was dressed in traditional Arabic clothing, walked slowly into the compartment where Muhammad and Lu Weijun were located......... (To be continued.) )