There were still more than two hours before dawn, and when Li Lu woke up naturally, he felt that the jet lag had completely adjusted. Looking at the time, he got up and went to wash. As soon as I finished washing up and came out, there was a loud knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Shapur, whose eyes were red.

"There's news." Shapur's voice was hoarse, and his spirits were indeed uplifted.

Li Lu didn't say much, took his coat and followed Shapur to the suite next door, which had been used as a temporary headquarters.

Twelve hours had passed since the start of the assault in depth, codenamed "Assault to the Death", which meant that, according to the plan, at this moment, the assault force should have ended its assault on the supply base in Basra.

Judging by Shapur's excited expression, there is no doubt that the battle went well.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the temporary headquarters next to him, before Shapur could report the situation, Zhang Weiwei strode over and said bluntly, "Boss, the battle is over, the Iraqis have nothing to guard against, the assault force has hit the supply base hard, ignited the fuel, and there is a fire over there." Information has just been received that the assault forces have begun to retreat as planned. ”

There is not much suspense, and the level of command and tactics of the Iraqis is also generalized. From the abrupt insertion of the port of Khomeini, the suddenness of this aspect Li Lu is very confident. At first, he was only worried about two things, first, the defense of the supply base on the Basra side, and second, whether the assault force would be able to break through there.

Now, both of these have been achieved.

The success of assault tactics is not something to look forward to. The rigid thinking of the Iraqis, who were able to determine that there were no armored forces in Khomeini port that were sufficient to pose a threat, could not imagine that the tanks and armored vehicles that had just arrived at the port would have any way to play a role immediately. Of course, they could not have imagined that the Iranians would have the courage to break into their troops more than 100 kilometers deep to build a supply base in half a day.

For Li Lu, his only concern was whether the assault force could be withdrawn smoothly, even if half of the people returned. In his heart, as long as Zhao Rongjun and more than a dozen Red Star security backbones can be safely withdrawn, no matter how many Iranian soldiers die, it is acceptable.

No matter how many Iranians die, what does it have to do with him?

And the backbone of Red Star's security, even if one is injured, it will be a pain in his skin.

Li Lu strode to the sand table and quickly found the location of the assault force that had just been marked. That is, the assault forces began to retreat. The most dangerous phase has just begun.

Shapur said excitedly, "Mr. Li, your plan is too clever. There have been reports from Ahvaz that the momentum of the Iraqi attack has begun to slow down. We have accurate information that the Iraqis have stockpiled supplies at the supply base that will last the frontline troops for a month. Now that's all gone. We got a month of respite! ”

"Mr. Shapur." Li Lu said calmly, "There are two points, first, the respite you get can even reach three months. Don't forget, it will take at least a month for the Iraqis to remobilize their supplies and organize an offensive. Second, the Iraqi frontline troops have enough supplies to support them for at least seven days of continuous combat, so now is not the time for blind optimism. At least, the Iraqis are still attacking Ahvaz as originally planned. ”

It was tantamount to pouring cold water on Shapur's head.

The long-distance assault on the supply base on the eastern side of Basra was not unsuccessful, and it was even the most remarkable of the many battles in the more than two years of fighting. Whether it is from the perspective of the whole battle situation or just compared to a certain battle, this long-distance rush operation can be called perfect.

It's just that for the current Iranian army, it is a fool's dream to turn the situation around with a beautiful counterattack. After all, there was only one armored battalion, and this force played a very small role in a large-scale local war involving more than half a million troops.

For that armored battalion to play a greater role, unless......

Li Lu thought sharply.

Zhang Weiwei summed up the situation and wrote a summary of the battle situation and his judgment on the next battle in Chinese. Li Lu took it and looked at it quickly, frowned and said, "Zhao Rongjun is sure?" ”

"Yes, Lao Zhao is very sure. They ran for twelve hours, two hours later than planned, and the Iranian soldiers did a really poor job of concealment. This was the case, and it was not until they hit the supply base in Basra that the Iraqi forces began to react. Half an hour ago, they had not yet been pursued by formed Iraqi forces. Zhang Weiwei said.

Li Lu's eyes fell on the sand table, and he looked up to the Iraqi troops a little. No matter what, it shouldn't have been more than ten hours before a decent volley was organized.

It's just that Li Lu doesn't have more articles to do, because he is really powerless to complain about Iran's battlefield intelligence acquisition ability. The lack of a timely, efficient, and accurate intelligence network has greatly limited commanders' analysis and judgment of the battlefield situation.

Basically, Li Lu is equivalent to being blindfolded.

"You look at the Iranians, everybody is happy. They don't care about the life and death of the armored battalion, as long as they can knock out the Iraqi supply base and delay the attack on Ahvaz. At this time, Wan Shan said in a low voice, "They are too easily satisfied, just so excited, no wonder they always lose the battle." ”

Li Lu said in a deep voice, "This is basically the case in the Arab region. As you know, Iraq is much stronger than Iran, but it's the same way. I might have to consider having the armored battalion continue the mission of assault in depth. ”

"That's what Lao Zhao meant." Zhang Weiwei said, "He made a suggestion to let the armored battalion continue to attack in depth." After the armored battalion hit the supply base, it attacked a fuel supply point, refueled, and they still had more than half of their ammunition. Lao Zhao thought that he had wasted a great opportunity by retreating like this. ”

Li Lu nodded slowly, "The situation is much better than expected." However, to continue to attack in depth, we cannot choose targets at random, and if we want to hit them, we will hit the joint points of the Iraqis. ”

"Supply lines, communication stations, headquarters?" Zhang Weiwei's mind spun fast.

Li Lu said, "That's not all. Artillery positions, air defense positions, all important targets. I'll pull a list of priority target types, and you will send it to Zhao Rongjun immediately, hand over all the command of the battlefield to him, and let him proceed according to the situation! ”

"Yes!"

Li Lu faced the sand table, quickly wrote out a list of target types, and gave the specific locations of some important goals in a suggested tone at the back. Because the Iranians did not fully understand the deployment of Iraqi forces, Li Lu could only give advice through the available intelligence.

He didn't even draw an attack route for Zhao Rongjun, the reason was also because Zhao Rongjun knew the situation on the battlefield best.

After arranging, Li Lu invited Shapur to the inner room.

It's time to talk about compensation.