Listening to Jarald's words, the slightly wrinkled and somewhat pale face of the slightly older Facuri did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the young Hu Shiya standing next to him, with a pair of gray pupils as translucent as a falcon, flashed a strange luster, and at this moment, the combat command room outside the office suddenly became noisy, and then a sharp and piercing air defense siren pierced the sky, making everyone's nerves tense - the air raid in Iraq is coming again!

In the face of a sudden emergency, Lieutenant General Jarad, who had just taken over the power of the Iranian Air Force, did not care about the two former senior Iranian Air Force officers in front of him who had been judged to be hostile to Iraq~~S~~Lange~~, and began to command and dispatch the work of counter-air raids, and it took a long time before returning to the office sweating profusely, but the moment he came in again, Jarad saw a slight imperceptible sneer from the seemingly humble gazes of Facuri and Hushya.

In particular, Facuri, a top student who graduated from the US Air Force University, the direct promoter of Iran's introduction of American F-14 fighters, and the deputy commander of the Iranian Air Force in the Pahlavi era, showed irrepressible contempt in his pale blue eyes.

Even the fierce gaze of the Jarad dementor did not diminish by half a point, so Jarad and Facuri looked at each other for a long time, and finally the corners of Jarald's mouth curled slightly, and the killing ruthlessness on the battlefield on his face was gently dissolved with a gentle and drizzly indifferent smile, and then glanced at the two former senior officers of the Iranian Air Force in front of him again, with a hint of self-deprecation, but more of a sincere heart. said firmly to the two people in front of him:

"I know that it is indeed a bit difficult for me, a 'scorpion' who drills sand all day long, to lead a group of 'goshawks'. But it is precisely because of this that I will ask the Supreme Leader to transfer the two of you to my side, how about it? Would you like to swear in the name of the true ~~ Lord to reinvigorate the Iranian Air Force with me!"

Jarad said it very earnestly and sincerely, and this is also a true portrayal of his heart, the Iranian Air Force in the Pahlavi era. Inherited from the United States, dominating the Persian Gulf, whether it is personnel training, equipment composition, or strategy and tactics. Completely copied the United States, not only that, but the relationship between Iran and Israel at that time was very good,

Rely on this relationship. Air Force pilots of the two countries often exchange and learn. As a result, the Iranian Air Force has learned and mastered a lot of valuable combat experience, coupled with the world's leading high-performance main battle equipment, making the Iranian Air Force one of the best kings in the Middle East throughout the 70s, worthy of the name of the Middle East "Eagle".

However, this dominance did not last long, with the outbreak of Iran's Iran~~S~~Lange~~ in 1979, Khomeini easily overthrew Shah Pahlavi and ascended to the peak of Iranian power, and the Iranian Air Force inevitably ushered in a tragic catastrophe. The reason for this is simple: most of the officers and pilots of the Iranian Air Force are trained and educated in the United States. Higher-ranking officers are inextricably linked to the former Shah Pahlavi.

Khomeini, who was eager to consolidate power, preserve the fruits of victory, and expand the achievements of the revolution~~ life, naturally would not allow such an army that was obsessed with the former king by his side, so he ordered the purge of the Iranian Air Force, and it was in this catastrophe that the command level of the Iranian Air Force was basically swept away, and more than half of the pilots and other key technical personnel were either imprisoned in concentration camps or transferred to other units, including the former deputy commander of the Air Force Fakuri, and the commander of the sixth wing of the Iranian Air Force, Hushya!

In an instant, the strength of the Iranian Air Force, which is famous for its prestige, has plummeted, and the former "eagle" of the Middle East has become an empty shell that can only scare people.

After the Iran-Iraq war began, the Iranian air force was somewhat overwhelmed and exhausted, and when Iraq launched missile attacks on cities with the help of the Soviet Union and frequently used its superior air force to launch armed reconnaissance and air strikes, the consequences of the once desperate purge were exposed.

Of course, this bitter fruit, as the supreme leader Khomeini will naturally not swallow it, so it can only be eaten by those commanders who are loyal to the revolution~~ life, but are incompetent as laymen, and in this way, after a series of revocations of the four air force commanders, Jarad, who has just completed the procurement of weapons and equipment in China, was appointed by Supreme Leader Khomeini as the new commander-in-chief of the Iranian Air Force.

And the reason for appointing him is also very simple, that is, Kharad is not only loyal to the Supreme Leader Khomeini, but also has a deep hatred for the destruction of the Iraqi Air Force and missile forces, so Khomeini believes that Kharad will use his boundless anger to burn the Iranian Air Force again, so as to create a miracle like the Battle of Khorlamshahr again.

Although Jarrad has high hopes and does have a deep hatred that is difficult to bridge, he is not a self-righteous fool, but very self-aware, and because of this, he knows very well that letting him, an army general who worked hard from the Revolution ~~ Guards, to command the air force with a super high level of technology is simply a duck on the shelf.

Fortunately, Jarad is not only a self-aware general, but also a general who is open-minded and good at employing people, and he is also a general who has insight into the leader's mind, so he understands Khomeini's urgency to revive the Iranian Air Force, but there is no suitable step, so Jarad provided Khomeini with a step very appropriately, and proposed to use some former senior Iranian Air Force officers in order to improve the combat effectiveness of the Air Force, so there was a scene of Fakri and Hushya standing in front of him

"Well, are you any interested?" Jarrad asked again, looking at the two silent people in front of him.

Fakri and Hushya ignored a look, and there was a look of disbelief in their eyes, especially Fakuri, as the deputy commander of the air force raised by the former king Pahlavi, after suffering many years of injustice, he had a sense of respect for everything, just like an ascetic monk who would rather die silently in a harsh environment. I don't want to take a step into the world:

"Thank you for your appreciation, General Jarrad, we really don't want to be in the army anymore!"

"Why?"

"There is no why. It's just not trusted anymore!"

"Are you complaining?"

"No! I don't dare!" Facuri shook his head: "Not even more qualified!"

"You really don't qualify!" Jarrad looked at Facuri coldly, his two thick eyebrows immediately turned upside down, and his voice suddenly raised:

"Because you don't have this country in your heart, you don't have the indelible symbol of Iran, and you don't have the vast and unyielding blood of the Persian nation."

Hearing Jarald's words, Facuri's lips twitched slightly, wanting to say something. But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and his slightly pale cheeks were even more red and black. Staring at Jarald, though still sharp, slowly became silent.

Finally, as his eyelids slowly drooped, he turned around and wanted to go out. But before he could take a step. One arm was grabbed by someone, and Facuri couldn't help but turn around, and found that it was none other than his former subordinate, the former captain of the Iranian Air Force's ace Sixth Wing, Hushya:

"What are you doing?" said Facuri looked at Hu Shiya with a raised eyebrow.

"Sir!" Hu Shiya was not frightened by the majesty that Facuri had cultivated for a long time, but took a step forward, staring at his former boss with burning eyes, and said in a firm tone:

"You used to say that. We don't live without someone, we live for this country. Because we ourselves are soldiers who were born to defend this country!"

"Me"

Facuri was stunned for a moment, and his legs gradually stopped, Hu Shiya was right, he joined the army not for someone, but for this country, this nation, thinking back to the time when he stood under the national flag and solemnly swore to this country, Facuri's heart couldn't help but be slightly hot, and when he saw Iraq's aircraft and missiles rampaging in the Iranian sky, the unyielding blood of the Persians in his body boiled

"I, I, am I okay?"

"Yes, of course!" Jarrad smiled and patted Farcuri on the shoulder: "Come and be my chief of staff, although I don't know much about the Air Force, but I can be a commander who is willing to delegate power!"

"This"

"What? Do you have to hesitate? Chief of Staff Facuri?"

"No!" Facuri hurriedly stood up to Jarrad and replied respectfully, "Sir, everything is subject to your arrangement!"

Hu Shiya on the side also gave a military salute to Jarad at the same time: "Me too, sir!"

"Okay, today is the official appointment!"

Jarrad couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw that the two most talented people in the former air force had become his help, but Jarald didn't have much effort to be happy at this moment, because the current situation had deteriorated unimaginably well, so Jarald, who had always been vigorous and resolute, no longer said useless official words to the two, but went straight to the topic:

"At present, the situation of the Air Force is very bad, especially the air defense situation, and as you can see, the situation just now has already become too serious, so we purchased an air defense system from China."

"China?" Farkuri frowned, repeating noncommittally, but just as he was about to continue asking for details, Jarald's adjutant hurried in and reported to Jarald:

"Report sir, Mr. Wu Rui has arrived, you see"

"Let him go to the conference room!" Jarrad replied, and then looked at Curry and Hu Shiya: "Let's go, go and meet this Chinese colleague, I think you should have a lot of common language"

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