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At the Pentagon's Operational Intelligence Support Center, a staff member secretly patted his colleague on the shoulder and motioned for him to come and see.

Johnson stepped forward and looked at the screen in front of him, which was a real-time satellite image, the resolution was not high, in the image, the woods, the house, like a black ant, the road like a hair.

And at such a resolution, in the image, there is a large group of ants, like a marching ant-like existence, surging, interspersed and intertwined, as if two teams of ant armies collided together, are entangled together, and continue to explode a dazzling firelight, and a large area of fireworks spread.

Johnson didn't speak, just his face was as white as snow, of course he knew what these ants were in the satellite image, just now, the superiors gave instructions to let them fully monitor the southern area of Israel and search for all Abyeh troops.

Obviously, the two huge armored forces, who were trying their best to find their opponents, met like lovers, and burst into the hottest passion, but this passion was not sweet, but the melody of death.

Not only these two staff members with small movements, but also almost everyone in the Pentagon who paid attention to this war, whether it was a star general or an ordinary officer, all paid attention to this encounter and Armageddon with a dull expression.

Israel has contributed nearly 90 percent of the country's armored forces, while Abyeha's side has also contributed nearly 60 or 70 percent of its strength.

What will be the outcome of the battle, how it will end, how long will it last, what will happen, no one can give an answer, everyone can only watch blankly, watching the largest armored force decisive battle since mankind entered the 21st century.

……

D912 area, within a radius of more than ten kilometers, roads, towns, wilderness, small hills, woods, all became battlefields.

"Okay, one hit, fast, gunner, a smoothbore gun ready, at eleven o'clock, at a distance of fifteen hundred meters." In a lion tank, the commander looked at the flames that exploded in the distance from the lookout scope, waved his fist excitedly, and calmly and quickly continued to give orders.

"Targeting."

The gunner responded loudly, he had locked on to the target, the Lion tank's excellent fire control system, automatic reloading system, and optimized correction system made the Lion tank fire faster and react faster, and he almost predicted that it would be another bewitching flame blooming.

At this moment, a strong palpitation spread through the commander's body, and the next moment, there was a long whistling sound in his ears, and the sound of metal twisting, accompanied by the driver's sharp attention.

Dizziness in front of his eyes, buzzing in his ears as if there were thousands of bees flying, the commander shook his head, and gradually there was a picture in front of him, and he saw the driver in front of his left hand, stuck in the driver's seat, on his left side, the body armor cracked a huge hole, a black, and also emitting heat hard-core armor-piercing warhead, is revealing half of it, and the protruding half, is fiercely penetrating the driver's left chest.

The driver still retained the posture of turning his head and shouting a reminder, the expression on his face was frozen, the hollowness of his eyes was full of disbelief, and he did not realize what had happened until he died.

"Damn it!"

The commander only had time to curse in his heart, and the next moment, with the violent vibration of the body, something hit the tank, and immediately, his ears were filled with a strong wind whistle like a fire dragon, the internal electronic systems were melting, the armor was twisting, cracks appeared, and flames drilled through the cracks, sweeping and drowning everything.

On the battlefield within a radius of more than ten kilometers, the decisive battle of thousands of tanks, no one can completely guarantee safety, at a certain moment you are a hunter, or at the same time, you are also the prey of others.

Explosions, deaths, everywhere, helicopters skimming the ground at ultra-low altitudes, aerial artillery hitting the gravel ground, lines of fire spreading, everywhere there were moving tanks, everywhere were broken and spitting flames of blown up tanks, from time to time one or two soldiers were covered in flames out of the tank, howling and rolling on the ground, but no one went to save them, either engulfed in flames or torn to pieces by aerial artillery bullets.

This is no longer a tragedy!

……

On the command ship of the Red Sea Fleet, Yang Tian, Mutafa stood motionless like a stone sculpture, quiet, and seemed to not even breathe, in stark contrast to the mess around him.

For a long time, Mutafa himself did not know how long he had been standing, and finally, a combat staff officer spoke out and alarmed him.

"General, the enemy has retreated." The combat staff officer didn't say much, and his expression was still very excited, as if he wanted to shout, but he didn't dare to say too much, and his face was so red that he couldn't hold back.

Mutafa then turned around, his eyes a little dull, and he fixed his mind before asking, "What time is it?" ”

The operational staff officer was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly looked at the time and said, "It's 7:18 p.m. local time." ”

Mutafa nodded, then sat down, his expression was still a little wooden, and said, "This day has passed in a flash." ”

The combat staff officer woke up in shock, and before he knew it, a full 10 hours had passed since the battle began at about 9 o'clock in the morning.

When I was directing the battle before, I was extremely nervous, my mind was full of troop movements, fire support, topographic maps, and my brain was so excited that I couldn't accommodate anything else, but now that I had slowed down, I suddenly felt hungry.

That's right, I'm hungry, my mouth is dry, and I haven't even drunk saliva for a day.

Mutafa stood motionless for a day, obviously uncomfortable, stretched his legs awkwardly, slowly rubbed his stiff knees with his hands, and said after a while: "Give my order, the ground forces are dispatched, under the cover of armored forces, to attack Timna and Yotvata." ”

The combat staff officer nodded vigorously, and was just about to turn around, when he was suddenly stunned, and subconsciously asked: "General, why don't you ask if we have won." ”

Mutafa waved his hand calmly, with a little more smile in his eyes, and said: "Do you need to ask more, I believe in you, I believe in the young men on the front line, they will not disappoint the country, nor will they disappoint the chairman." ”

The combat staff officer's eyes lit up in an instant, nodded vigorously, gave a standard salute, and turned around to convey the order.

But he didn't see it, and when he turned around, Mutafa picked up the post-war report on the table with a little trembling hands, and read it with a twinkle in his eyes.

According to preliminary statistics, the Israeli army lost more than 1,400 tanks, more than 300 self-propelled guns and howitzers, and more than 230 helicopters......

Our losses, preliminary summary, the loss of more than 370 Lion 1 tanks, 152 2 tanks, and 78 Harrier helicopters crashed......"

Seeing these figures, Mutafa's expression was still the same, wooden, as if frozen, without any superfluous expression, just that gaze, a little trance.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Mutafa's mind, why start such a war?

Isn't peace good, even if Israel destroys our patrol helicopter, can't it be diplomatically negotiated and have to start a war?

One thought after another could not be suppressed in Mutafa's mind, and when he came back to his senses, he also startled himself.

"How can I have this thought, this is a just war, we are resisting the invaders!" Mutafa muttered to himself cautiously.

But even Mutafa himself doubted this, resisting the invaders, so who is attacking whom now, and who is the role of the rebels?

Mutafa couldn't give an answer, from the Eilat landing battle to the current tank Armageddon, the staggering loss figures made him shaken and doubted.

But Mutafa knew that he couldn't change anything, everything was like the wheel of history, slowly moving forward, and he was just a small speck of dust under the wheel, not even able to hinder the wheel.

He raised his eyes to the north, through the glass, on the horizon, it seemed that the black smoke could still be seen, and in a trance, Mutafa felt a deep tremor in his heart, and suddenly, he had no faith in this war.

……

"Chairman, press conference is ready." Lizova's voice woke up the pensive Yang Tian.

Yang Tian came back to his senses and looked at Lizova in a daze for a moment before remembering that he had arranged a press conference not long ago to express his views on the two wars.

Pushing away the front, the Ministry of Defense submitted the detailed rules for the bereavement of the battle-damaged soldiers, Yang Tian stood up and changed his clothes with the help of Lizova.

"It seems to have rained a lot this year." With Lizova helping her to arrange her tie, Yang Tianxia subconsciously turned her head to look out the window, above the low-hanging skyline of Kaduli, gloomy and full of black clouds, and the dripping rain slapped against the bright windows, leaving a patch of ground.

Lizova was wearing a black slim suit and short skirt, no longer the male dress of the previous Secret Service, her golden curly hair was scattered casually on her shoulders, she was a few centimeters taller than Yang Tian, squatted down slightly, carefully helped Yang Tian tie the tie, and selected a tie clip inlaid with rubies from the tie clip box, and then said casually: "The Meteorological Bureau said that due to the influence of the southeast depression, there will be a longer rainy season this year." ”

That tone and tone are like when she is about to go out, the wife warmly reminds her husband that it is going to rain today, and don't forget to bring an umbrella.

Yang Tianxia nodded subconsciously, barely thought about his words, and said casually: "Let the Ministry of Agriculture make a countermeasure in advance, I remember that last year, because of the local dry climate in the northern region, the grain reserves were 30% less than in previous years. ”

Lizova nodded slightly and wrote down that after Yang Tian was removed from the position of director of the secret service, Lizova became Yang Tian's full-time life secretary, responsible for arranging and taking care of Yang Tian's life, medical care and other matters, and sometimes, Yang Tian's instructions would be conveyed by Lizova.

However, Lizova noticed that Yang Tian's mind was not on the climate and grain reserves at all, and this was purely instinctive.

"Where's the speech?" Yang Tian looked at himself in the mirror, 34-year-old himself is middle-aged, he is the most chic and beautiful age for men, it can be described as the golden age, many years of political exercise in the world, that kind of temperament that transcends everything, is not at all what ordinary people can have.

In the mirror, although it was still the same person, Yang Tian had a sense of strangeness in a trance, which disappeared in a flash.

Lizova handed over the text of her speech.

When the People's Republic of China was first founded, no matter what the occasion was the speech, Yang Tian would not prepare a speech, all of which was when he thought of it, and he would say it, but in the past two years, Yang Tian would also ask the people below to prepare a speech for a speech that was generally not very important.

Sometimes, Yang Tian even joked with Zhou Kai, saying that he was lazy and slack.

Whether it is slack or not, I'm afraid no one knows.

"Great war, great victory! Not bad. ”

Yang Tian hurriedly scanned the speech, nodded, and walked out with his head held high, not far away, the flashing lights were already continuous.