On the east bank of the Shatt al-Arab River, the city of Homshahr, after more than two years of fierce fighting, this strategic town in the southwest of Iran has long been unrecognizable, the ruins and broken walls that can be seen everywhere in the city tell the tragedy of the battle here, and the trenches outside the city are staggered and chanting protracted laments, and in the endless field fortifications built on both sides of the Shatt al-Arab, in countless resentful eyes, what is seen is not the end of the moderation, but the beginning of the competition

"Master Lu, it seems that our coming here has indeed caused some people to be unhappy!"

In the Chinese technical team stationed near the southern Iranian cluster headquarters southeast of Khomshahr, Zhou Hao, head of the tank technical team training team, took a telegram from the cluster headquarters that had intercepted the Iraqi army, found Lu Jiadong, who was sorting out the relevant technical information of the new tank, and angrily handed over the telegram in his hand:

"Look at this!"

Lu Jiadong put the information in his hand on the table, picked up the message and glanced at it twice, couldn't help but smile, handed the message back, and said with a little self-deprecation:

"I really don't know what Aziz on the other side thinks, to position me, a technician who can't even hold a gun, as a big threat second only to an all-out attack, it's an honor, it's really an honor!"

Looking at Lu Jiadong's indifferent appearance as usual, Zhou Hao's face was solemn, since the steamer suddenly accelerated a few days ago, he felt that something was wrong, because he vaguely heard the roar and explosion of planes in the air, maybe others don't know, but as a participant in the North China exercise. Zhou Hao, who had personally felt the roar of the plane, knew that a fierce air battle would inevitably break out in the air.

Even when they arrived at their final destination, Iran, they were greeted by a warm welcome from all over Iran. There was also a surprise attack by the elite armoured units of the Iraqi army, in which two mixed armoured battalions, under the cover of fighter jets and attack aircraft, crossed the tight defensive line laid by the Iranian army and made a direct attack on the port of Ayatollah Khomeini.

Although he was later repulsed by the Iranian army that came to his senses, the losses suffered were also quite staggering, and Zhou Hao learned about it from his students afterwards. At that time, the Iraqi armored battalion was equipped with a new tank that had never been seen before, which was not only extremely powerful, but also extremely accurate. The Chinese **** tank in their hands is not an opponent at all.

Even the "Chieftain" MK5 tank, which has stronger firepower and protection, fell to the bottom because it was inferior to its opponent in terms of mobility, and in the end, it was the Iranian students who carried anti-tank mines and used that kind of desperate charge that bordered on madness. to contain the momentum of Iraq's offensive. Even so, not a single Iraqi tank was completely destroyed, so it was not so much repulsed as a voluntary retreat with some orders.

Zhou Hao, who is well versed in armored warfare, after learning of this situation, concluded that the real goal of this extremely effective Iraqi armored battle group is definitely not the rear supply base as Iran said, but something else. In particular, there were several small-scale Iraqi surprise attacks in the following days, although there was no more onslaught of armored forces like the first day. But that kind of small-scale point-to-point attack still confirmed Zhou Hao's guess - the target of Iraq's attack was their Chinese technical team!

And the telegram that had just been transferred from the Iranian command completely confirmed his guess, so he hurriedly came to Lu Jiadong, hoping that Lu Jiadong could avoid it as much as possible, so as not to encounter any danger, but he didn't expect Lu Jiadong to read it as usual, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all, which made Zhou Hao worry and even more anxious:

"Master Lu, why aren't you worried at all? Now it's obvious that Iraq has already launched a military operation against us, although it is not clear what their purpose is to do this, but there is no doubt that this place is already dangerous, are you?"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine!" Without waiting for Zhou Hao to finish speaking, Lu Jiadong patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "If there was something to do, it would have been there a long time ago!"

Lu Jiadong is right, this arms sale can be described as full of dangers, even beyond Lu Jiadong's imagination, if it were not for his old friend Blomberg, who used to be an agent of Israel's Mossad when he was in Saudi Arabia, warned him, it is estimated that he would have fallen into the net laid by that "father" at this time.

After learning the news, both Musharraf and Prince Khalid were shocked, and immediately stopped according to their original intentions, not wading into this muddy water, even if Lu Jiadong's original intention was the same, but when he knew who the "father" was, Lu Jiadong understood that this matter was unavoidable, could it be that in order to hide from a powerful avenger, he would have to be a turtle with a shrunken head?

Although Lu Jiadong is just a helpless technician, he was also an iron-clad hot-blooded soldier in his previous life, and it is impossible for him to hide because he is afraid of something, not to mention that people have put their guns in front of him, even if he takes half a step back, it means surrender.

The so-called "dad" wants to kill himself, so he will draw his war knife and fight with him in an upright manner, if he does not collude with Iraq to set a trap, then he will plan and directly ship a large number of weapons and equipment to Iran in the name of selling them to Iraq.

Anyway, Iran suffered great losses in several offensive battles in 82 years, coupled with the so-called "no West, no East, as long as ******" Khomeini has always insisted on being unanimously isolated by the two superpowers, the United States and the Soviet Union, and the source of weapons and equipment has been severely limited.

And Lu Jiadong's idea is not complicated, anyway, the original intention of the sales formulated with Musharraf was to find a real combat platform that can show the capabilities of the new tank, since Iraq is conspiring to frame, then replace the platform with Iran, and directly use Iraq as a guinea pig,

Beat the pain, swelling, and lying down, until the scheming "father" behind him was beaten into a street rat, and life was better than death, because whether in this life or in the previous life, Lu Jiadong only believed in one sentence, no matter how superb the conspiracy was, it was not as good as a few rounds of fierce artillery fire.

Because of this, Lu Jiadong turned a blind eye to Iraq's mosquito-like attack, and stepped up his efforts to urge the members of the technical team to help the Iranian army master the new tanks as soon as possible and form an initial combat effectiveness. Of course, the Iranian side also attaches great importance to the safety of these Chinese technicians.

Lu Jiadong's old friend, a year ago, from the director of the Revolutionary Guards Equipment Technology Bureau, the commander-in-chief of the southern Iranian cluster, and led his troops to successfully recover the important town of Homshahr, Lieutenant General Jarad, not only sent his guards to the Chinese technical team to defend the station, but also transferred the elite from the cluster to form the "Holy City" operation detachment, responsible for the close protection of Chinese technicians, Zhou Hao also knows about this, but he still thinks that it is more dangerous for Lu Jiadong to stay in Homshahr:

"Anyway, there's still some danger here, I'm afraid it's not good"

"If it's not good, let's just smash it with a fist, it's as simple as that!" Lu Jiadong smiled brightly, and said even more cheerfully, then turned around, poured two glasses of water, handed Zhou Hao a glass, and then continued to say with a smile:

"It's you, the armored soldiers that Iran gave you are all carefully selected students from Tehran University, all of whom are studying science, you have to hurry up and teach them well, and strive to let them go to the battlefield in another week, and they will rush out to fight a few battles!"

"Don't worry, Master Lu!"

Zhou Hao is not a hypocritical person, seeing that Lu Jiadong is so warlike, he is even more enthusiastic, and quickly stands up and says:

"The quality of this group of Iranian student soldiers is very good, and the technical equipment is also very fast, if there is a lack of it, it is actual combat experience, but the commander of this mixed battalion, Major Ahmadinejad, is an experienced veteran who has a set of insights into fighting wars, so he can make up for some shortcomings!"

"Isn't it the guy who thinks our new tank is too complicated, but thinks it's better to use the 59 Magic Modification?"

"Yes, yes, it's this guy!" Zhou Hao nodded, then changed the conversation, and said with a smile: "But now he has also turned his mind around, and he doesn't come out of the new tank all day long, and he has found me several times and asked if he can replace all the tanks in the mixed battalion with new tanks!"

As soon as Zhou Hao's words fell, the two laughed, but before the laughter fell, the Major Ahmadinejad just mentioned hurriedly broke into the office, and before Lu Jiadong and Zhou Hao could ask what they meant, Ahmadinejad said anxiously:

"Mr. Lu, Instructor Zhou, I just received news that Engineer Chen was attacked by Iraq on his way back, and is now trapped in Kilmal Village, 20 kilometers west of Homshahr!"

Hearing this, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but widen his eyes angrily, and shouted loudly:

"What?"

At the same time, the village of Kilmal was filled with gunfire and explosions, and Iraqi soldiers launched a fierce attack on this small village of less than 200 people from the north and south, and in the blink of an eye, a peaceful village became a hell on earth.

"Dada~~"

"Engineer Chen, lie down"

Just as Chen Zihao was about to raise his eyes to look outside, Suleimani, a captain of the Revolutionary Guard Corps "Holy City" operation detachment in charge of his personal safety, immediately knocked him down, and then several grenade explosions kicked up dirt and smashed on Chen Zihao's body, but his back couldn't help but feel a sore feeling

"When will our reinforcements arrive, and when will they arrive?"

Chen Zihao roared, his head was already blank at this time, the red blood and the charred corpse made him no longer think, and all he could remember was the person he trusted the most:

"Jiadong, come quickly, Jiadong" (to be continued.) )

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