The Persian Gulf, on the narrow ocean, the scenery is gorgeous, the scenery is pleasant, the slight breeze of the sea breeze with a hint of coolness, will blow people refreshed at the same time, but also a little Arabian exotic customs to people, as if taking a deep breath, you can put people in the magical dream of "One Thousand and One Nights".

It's just that after crossing Kuwait's territorial waters, this dreamlike dream seems to be covered with a layer of blood that cannot be faded, and the merchant ships coming and going are still numerous and busy, but they seem to be cautious and trembling; especially those warships of the United States, Western Europe, and the Soviet Union that occasionally pass through the merchant ships, people can see from a distance that they know that they are not far from the real war zone

At this moment, a 5,000-ton cargo ship with the flag of the United Arab Emirates passed through the layers of merchant ships without hurry, and slowly sailed towards the target that was about to arrive

It is also strange to say, when he just received this batch of foreign trade equipment to go abroad, Chen Zihao can be said to be very excited, he has listened to the war stories of the older generation since he was a child, and grew up watching war movies with a strong smell of gunpowder, he was born full of curiosity about the battlefield, a few years ago during the Sino-Vietnamese War, he wanted to go to the front line with his brother-in-law to have a look, but his father, Chen Zhen, who was still the director of Wanshan Factory at the time, did not give up, and finally had to give up.

Unexpectedly, just a few years later, he still got his wish and was ready to go to the war zone, and the reason for choosing him was very similar to when Lu Jiadong was transferred to the army support group. That is, his mastery of the diesel engine of the new tank far exceeds that of others, and it is for this reason that the superior leaders selected the members of the foreign trade equipment support group. Naturally, I thought of him, an expert in diesel power, so he hung up the title of engineer and was assigned to the support team as the captain of the power system support team.

However, for some reason, Chen Zihao, who was yearning for the war scene all the way, had an indescribable heaviness in his heart when he approached the real war zone. Neither repression, nor nervousness, nor so-called fear. It's just that the irrepressible atmosphere makes him always feel out of breath:

"This sea is really oppressive, as if there is a strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the air!" Chen Zihao couldn't help but sigh with emotion. But when his voice just fell. A calm and familiar voice sounded in my ears:

"The first time I went to the battlefield, it was the same, I couldn't breathe in the trench for a whole day, and I was holding back my tears!"

Hearing this, Chen Zihao immediately turned his head, and when he saw the visitor, the heaviness on his face was finally replaced by a relaxed smile, and he couldn't help but half-jokingly say:

"I really didn't expect that the suave Zhou Hao would have such an ugly time?"

The person who came was none other than him. It was Zhou Hao, a scout of Wu Tianming's reconnaissance battalion who once dominated the Sino-Vietnamese border and one of the members of Gu Zelin's sniper team. Since he was ordered to be transferred from the Sino-Vietnamese border, Zhou Hao was sent to Shi~Jia~Zhuang Armored Forces Academy, and after graduation, he was assigned to the armored division of the Northern Heavy Army as a platoon commander.

Later, Wanshan Factory developed a new type of tank, in order to equip such equipment in the future to have operational experience, the superior selected a group of top armored soldiers, stationed in the name of the representative office of the army stationed in the factory to study, Zhou Hao was fortunate to become one of the top armored soldiers who entered the Wanshan Factory to learn the operation of new tanks, and this time he went abroad to train the officers and soldiers of the equipment country to use skills and operating procedures, of course, to record the actual combat performance of the new tank, to explore new tactics is also an important task of his trip!

It is also because of Lu Jiadong, so Chen Zihao and Zhou Hao can talk very well, plus the boat all the way, the distance is long, and the two get along day and night, and they deepen the conversation into a practical friendship that talks about everything, so after listening to Chen Zihao's jokes, Zhou Hao held the railing, glanced at Chen Zihao, and said quietly:

"Cut~~ It's like you didn't pee your crotch when you were a child!" After speaking, Zhou Hao also looked at the sea in the distance, and then tilted his head to Chen Zihao's side again, and asked puzzledly:

"Oh, by the way, do you know where we're going this time?"

"If I knew, wouldn't I tell you?"

"How is that possible? Chief Master Lu is your brother-in-law, and there is no gossip yet?"

"You're really joking, that's a secret order set by the superior leader!" Chen Zihao said, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath, looked into the distance with blurred and deep eyes, and said slowly:

"No matter where we go, we'll know when we get there!"

Chen Zihao's words, Zhou Hao almost fell into the sea, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard the captain's voice from the loudspeaker on the ship:

"Dangerous sea ahead, please quickly return to the cabin with the people on deck, repeat"

Hearing this warning, the personnel on the deck quickly retreated to the cabin, Chen Zihao and Zhou Hao were inconvenient to stay too long, and soon retreated to the cabin with the flow of people, at the same time, the whistle of the giant ship let out a low groan, and the speed of the propeller at the tail also increased the speed of the rotation, and in an instant, the sea surface of the bow of the ship was cut open, turning up white waves, and galloping towards the destination not far away

Just as the freighter carrying Chinese weapons and equipment began to accelerate, in the headquarters of the southeastern Iraqi military district in the port city of Basra, Aziz, who was already serving as the commander-in-chief of the southeastern theater, held a telegram he had just received and proudly displayed it in front of the elder Sarkozy:

"Sir, in two hours, the Chinese transport ship will be able to dock, and Lu Jiadong will fly from Lebanon to Basra in the evening, so far, our plan is going very well."

The elder Sarkozy, who was sitting on the sofa, listened to the eloquent Aziz, and only nodded slightly, but did not answer, and now the elder Sarkozy has added the name of Iraqi economic adviser to his long title, but Aziz knows that Sarkozy, who is nicknamed "Daddy", is just using this adviser as a coat.

In fact, he served as the general liaison representative of the Soviet Union, the United States, France, Germany, etc. in Iraq. Through his hands, he will not only be able to obtain a large amount of aid funds, but also a large amount of advanced weapons and equipment. However, compared with these, the most important thing is the unfathomable energy and unspeakable secrets of this old Sarkozy, which makes Aziz, who has tasted great, have to accompany him carefully, seeing that the old Sarkozy did not react, but stared at the combat map on the wall, Aziz, who understood it, hurriedly moved to the map, pointed to the spearhead of Iran's attack and said:

"Wait until they come to shore. I will arrange for a convoy to send all the Chinese to the town of Jamal, knowing that it is the spearhead of the Iranian attack, and their crowd tactics only need to come up. Even if these Chinese are angel incarnations, they can't get out of Jamal Town alive!"

"What if the Iranian army does not attack?"

"Then we'll attack!" Aziz replied crisply, and his eyes shot a thick fierce light: "Anyway, no matter what, they will accidentally die in the flames of war!"

"Just make sure nothing goes wrong!"

A satisfied smile finally appeared on the elder Sarkozy's face. The words are also sonorous and powerful. It seems that in this luxurious office, he is the commander-in-chief who commands thousands of troops, and Aziz, who is standing in front of the map, is just one of his adjutants, but at this time, Aziz is not qualified to discuss the question of who is higher and who is lower, all he can do is to explain the explanation:

"Of course, in order to guarantee success, we also prepare"

"Commander-in-Chief. Commander-in-Chief"

Before Aziz could finish speaking, his lieutenant rushed into the office screaming. This made Aziz very unhappy, and he just wanted to reprimand, but when he heard the adjutant's report, let alone reprimand, his whole soul was almost lost:

"Commander-in-chief, it's not good, Iran has launched another onslaught in the direction of Basra, the first line of defense has been broken"

"Commander-in-Chief, radar monitoring, a large fleet of aircraft is approaching Basra"

"Sir, the front line is in an emergency, request for reinforcements"

"Commander-in-chief, the Chinese cargo ship did not come in the direction of Basra, but made a circle in the open sea and accelerated in the direction of Iran"

"What?"

In the many complicated reports on the war situation, the old Sarkozy was always as steady as a mountain, until he heard the last report, the seventy-year-old man couldn't help but get up from the sofa, as if he had pressed a spring under his buttocks, and the Iraqi officer who came to report couldn't help but take two steps back, but the old Sarkozy pounced like an angry lion, grabbed the officer's shirt and shouted:

"You repeat, what happened to the Chinese cargo ships?"

"He, they, they went in the direction of Iran."

"Bastard!"

The elder Sarkozy scolded angrily, pushed the officer aside, walked quickly to the combat map, swept his gaze, and immediately fixed on the Iranian port of Khomeini, not far from Basra:

"Quick, quick, dispatch the air force, search in the direction of the Iranian port of Khomeini, see the Chinese ship, sink it immediately, fast"

The reporting officer listened to old Sarkozy's words, and couldn't help but be stunned, thinking about who this old man with no military rank was, but at this moment, Aziz on the side went up and kicked the stunned officer's ass:

"Don't send the air force yet, if you can't find a Chinese cargo ship, you go to court-martialed together"

The hard-suffering officer hurriedly covered his ass and exited the office, while the elder Sarkozy sat down in the chair behind him with a puff, constantly recalling the conversation in the Prague chapel that day, and couldn't help but laugh miserably:

"Looks like I'm underestimating him, but"

Old Sarkozy paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he once again focused his gaze on the battle map on the wall, and silently estimated in his heart the distance by which Basa would pull down the port of Khomeini, and a grim sneer appeared on his old face again, and then he stood up and said to Aziz:

"Mr. Aziz, please assemble an elite armored force immediately" (To be continued.) )

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