"General Petrov, the current situation is"

As soon as the Soviet major general named Petrov finished speaking, Aziz, the deputy prime minister of Iraq and the commander-in-chief of the Southern Military District, who was sitting on the side, stared at several Iranian offensive arrows on the map that pierced his own defense area, twisted his thick eyebrows a few times, and reminded the newly appointed Republican Guard adviser to the president in front of him without worry:

"The reinforced southern Iranian cluster has launched the most fierce offensive since the beginning of the war, and the spearhead is directed at Basra, where my headquarters is located, and their forward forces are already crossing the Shatt al-Arab, less than 70 kilometers from Basra, and if we do not receive strong support, Iraq's southern oil producing areas and access to the sea will be completely occupied by the Iranians!"

Aziz's hoarse words changed a little, and he was really anxious, because, just when the Iranians launched a counteroffensive and Basra was in danger, Iraqi President Saddam Hussein gave him an order to defend Basra, and not only that, Saddam Hussein also secretly controlled his family members who remained in Baghdad in order to force them to hold on to the end.

Aziz, who received the news, regretted it very much, and concurrently served as the commander of this military region for that little military merit, but until now, it is useless to regret it, in order to save the lives of himself and his family, he can only stick to it, but Aziz's military achievements are simply a mess,

In the face of the Iranians' fierce offensive and the desperate tactics of the crowd, the several defensive lines that Aziz set out to build collapsed in an instant, and Aziz continued to ask Baghdad for help. However, no matter what method he used to seek reinforcements, Baghdad's reply was always one sentence:

"Use the strength you have to stay the course!"

Aziz was both desperate and angry. With the intention of dying clearly, he flew to Baghdad overnight, ready to personally ask Saddam Hussein for help, after all, in his opinion, even if he slept with Saddam's mistress and daughter, the unwitting president still regarded him as a reliable confidant.

If it is really exposed, with Saddam's tyrannical temper. And straightforward character, will not come up with such a complicated way to kill people with a knife, therefore. Most likely, those political enemies in Baghdad are making trouble, and as long as they can meet Saddam Hussein himself and explain their interests and disadvantages, it should not be difficult to get reinforcements.

And the way things go. It was exactly what he expected. As soon as he arrived in Baghdad, he received a phone call from Saddam Hussein himself, ordering him to attend an emergency combat meeting immediately, so that Aziz was very excited and thought of talking about this emergency combat meeting, and at the same time striking at the political opponents who were at the bottom of the pot, he also took advantage of the situation to shake the hands of reinforcements.

Unexpectedly, at this emergency military meeting aimed at resolving the current dilemma. Aziz did not see Saddam, and the entire military meeting became a one-man show for the Soviet military adviser. Not only did he not say a word about the reinforcements in his southern theater,

On the contrary, he talked about the lofty idea of capturing Iran's oil-producing areas and strategic points such as Abadan, Khoram Shahr, and Khomeini Port, which made Aziz feel that the Soviet adviser to the Republican Guard was simply wasting time, so he couldn't wait to interrupt Petrov's story, and after he was ready to say his thoughts, he left angrily and went directly to Salam's official residence to meet him in person.

But before he could get up, the adjutant sitting behind him came to him with a stunned face, and stammered in a frightened tone in his ear:

"Sir, President's note!"

"Yes"

Aziz paused for a moment, then took a note from the adjutant's hand that was not too big, and only glanced at it slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead involuntarily appeared, not only the handwriting on the note was written by Iraqi President Saddam Hussein, but more importantly, the extremely harsh words on it:

"If you're still a theater commander, just finish the meeting honestly!"

Aziz, who knew Saddam's personality well, couldn't help but shudder, and then quietly received this note into his notebook, and did it as if none of this had happened, and the Soviet military adviser who was questioned, Major General Petrov, looked at Aziz's pretended calm appearance, and his thin lips pulled slightly to the side, revealing an imperceptible contemptuous sneer,

Without replying to Aziz's words, he continued to introduce his battle plan, but the moment he turned around, he nodded gratefully to a shop window diagonally opposite, and then Arabic with a slight Soviet accent sounded again in the small conference room

"General Petrov is indeed a military genius!"

Just as Major General Petrov was talking, behind the shop window, a burly middle-aged man with electric eyes, a cold face, a thick black beard, and a straight Iraqi marshal's uniform couldn't help but nod with satisfaction:

"It is conceivable that with his help, the Republican Guard will be invincible!"

"On behalf of General Petrov, I thank you for your compliment!" As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the head of the Soviet Military Intelligence Bureau, codenamed "Polar Bear", who was standing aside and dressed in civilian clothes, replied in a rigorous, but respectful tone:

"If you have any other opinions, Mr. President, on this offensive operation, I can convey them on your behalf!"

"No need!"

The person who was replaced by General Ivashutin as president was none other than Saddam Hussein, the current president of Iraq, but at this time Saddam Hussein smiled and waved his hand, turned his head, and looked at General Ivashutin with a happy and gentle smile:

"I believe in the weapons and equipment of the Soviet Union, and I believe in the Soviet Union's tactics tempered by blood and fire, and the theory of large-depth operations, well, this is the offensive principle that I have always dreamed of, I believe that once this operation is launched, I believe that Khomeini will cry and shout mother, haha~~~"

Saddam Hussein said. Then he took the coat handed over by his entourage, laughed heartily, and was surrounded by guards and bodyguards. Walk away through the side door at the back

"I really underestimated your red thoughts!"

Not long after Saddam Hussein left, the side door was opened again, and the elder Sarkozy walked in slowly on crutches, looking at General Iva Shujing opposite, and his somewhat dull eyes revealed a little unwillingness. But more of it is helpless frustration, and in the end it can only be said in a slightly sarcastic voice:

"I didn't expect it to be in such a short period of time. Saddam Hussein, known as the lion of Arabia, has been conquered, and I really underestimate you."

"It wasn't the red mind that conquered him, but the real red iron fist!"

General Ivashutin was not outraged by the elder Sarkozy's slightly sarcastic words, but with a victor's attitude. Full of pride, he said:

"As I analyzed the other day. Your idea of turning the tide of war and achieving your goals with a well-equipped army is too much to take for granted, knowing that this is a war, a real war between nations, not a skirmish of clans like you did in Algeria and Côte d'Ivoire!"

General Ivashutin's words made the already smiling smile on the old Sarkozy's face completely disappear. Instead, his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes flashed. Coldly asked rhetorically:

"Do you know what war is?"

"Of course!" General Iva Shujing replied unabashedly, clasped his hands on his chest, sat on the sofa next to him, stared at the ugly old Sarkozy in front of him, and said slowly:

"The theory of large-depth operations, even Saddam Hussein knows, this is the method of large-scale offensive operations of armored mechanized troops that was matured by our Soviet Union during World War II, and it is precisely because of the existence of this theory that you Western world are very jealous of our tank clusters.

"You"

The old Sarkozy was so angry by General Ivashutin's words that he couldn't speak, but General Ivashutin seemed to enjoy this feeling of making the old Sarkozy deflated, but he also understood that he couldn't make the old Sarkozy too bad for his own speed, after all, the two were both supporters of Iraq, a nominal united front, because of this, General Ivashutin saw that the old Sarkozy was about to have a seizure, so he quickly changed the conversation and continued:

"Okay, old friend, let's not be joking, let's be serious, although I deeply regret the defeat of the Hollande armored battle group, but as we have studied before, if they succeed is good, but defeat is not necessarily a bad thing,

The situation in Basra today is like Stalingrad in the winter of 1943, Iran's southern cluster offensive is like a tide, but the northern flank is extremely empty, as long as you hit a few hard left hooks, the entire southern Iranian cluster will be completely surrounded on the Persian Gulf coast, at that time, where do you think the Chinese named Lu Jiadong can run?"

"I'm not worried about your tactics, but I'm afraid that you will underestimate the enemy, after all, Iran's new tanks are still very advanced in terms of performance."

"Haha~~~~" Without waiting for old Sarkozy to finish speaking, General Iva Shujing laughed unscrupulously, and after a long while, he stopped and continued:

"Old friend, I know that you messed up in advertising this time, but it doesn't matter, I will give you a large piece of 'billboard' for you to play to your heart's content, you must know that in our theory of large-depth operations, although the performance of enemy tanks is an important indicator, but not all, according to the experience of the Great Patriotic War, as long as there are enough numbers, you can still defeat the opponent" (to be continued.) )

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