Although as a politician, Gurion instinctively heard the sound of water from Yang Yuan's affectionate confession, but he was still very moved by these words, after all, no matter what the reason, Yang Feng had to take a certain risk in doing so.

Of course, he didn't need to worry about this problem, whether the Führer was true or fake, or his brain was kicked by a donkey, in short, Canaan's arms were gone. Immediately after that, he signed a two-seat wind-chasing fighter squadron, two single-seat wind-chasing fighter squadrons, three self-propelled rocket artillery battalions, two 240-mm self-propelled mortar battalions, and 150 second-hand Centurion tanks, of course, which were re-equipped with 105-mm tank guns, plus a purchase memorandum for a batch of infantry weapons.

As for the actual purchase contract, this will have to be negotiated slowly.

Originally, Yang Feng wanted to sell them the Leopard tank, but the price was too expensive, and the Canaanites couldn't afford it, and they didn't actually have much money at this time, mainly relying on donations from compatriots around the world to live, and they could save a little bit of it, the second-hand centurion was cheap, and the 105 gun version had fierce firepower, as for the problem of poor mobility......

As far as their territory is concerned, the issue of mobility basically does not need to be considered, the mobility of the Leopard tank is a waste at all, and it is easy to jump to other countries if you step on the accelerator accidentally.

In fact, at this time, the armored forces of the Canaanites were still Xie Mantou, which were also second-hand goods that others didn't want, and there were all kinds of messy models, and later they loaded these rags into Gallic seven or five cannons, replaced them with diesel engines and turned them into super Xie Mantou, and then relied on these saved rags to win the Suez Canal War.

"Führer. I'm afraid the Saracens will react. ”

After leaving Jerusalem. Hu Hao, the attendant who accompanied him, said with some concern.

"Saracens? Hum. A people like sand, there is nothing to worry about, and now it is not their turn to speak for themselves in oil. ”

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

He didn't worry about the Saracens, who at this time had no final say on their own oil.

Najd is Aramco Oil, Kuwait is Sun Gong Kami Gulf Oil, and Qatar is Sun Gong Gong......

In short, all of them are controlled by European and American oil predators, and Daming is the main export destination of these oil companies, and the unpleasantness of the Saracens has nothing to do with them. If you don't sell it to Daming, who will you give it to if you extract crude oil? If you have money, you don't make money, and you are a fool? What's more, the current growth of the crude oil market is basically driven by the petrochemical industry of the Ming Dynasty, and even the slight slowdown of the Ming economy can cause the price of crude oil to drop sharply.

Goryeo, rainy night.

"Damn weather!"

Chen Yuanhai, a sergeant of the tank battalion of the Fourth Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army, sat in a slightly bumpy Leopard tank, lying on the periscope depressedly, looking at the green vision inside the low-light night vision device. It's like driving his Porsche sports car at home, turning the steering wheel in his hand from time to time.

It's his job. He was the driver of this tank.

The most tedious and dangerous job was because his position was at the forefront, less than a meter in front of him, was the main armor of the sloping 110 mm thick hull.

"Fourth, bring me a can of Red Bull!"

He stretched out his hand back very casually, and the reloader who was passing the time with a Rubik's Cube picked up a can of Red Bull from the side, but did not give it to him immediately, but opened it and gave himself a bite first, but at this moment, Chen Yuanhai suddenly screamed, and then stepped on the brake, and the reloader who had just brought the can to his mouth was spilled.

"What are you doing?"

The loader shouted angrily.

"Boss, on the right side, change your imager!"

Chen Yuanhai did not answer him, but shouted directly to the commander who was observing with his head exposed, who hurriedly changed to the passive infrared night vision device, and then grabbed the radio intercom without hesitation and said: "There are ambushes ahead, pay attention to the cars, there are a large number of ambushes in front!" ”

In the field of vision of his passive infrared night vision device, there was a dense red dot, in the woods less than two hundred meters to the right in front of him.

And there at this time, Kim Yong-sik, a colonel of the South Korean Army, was holding the high-tech equipment he had gotten from the people of the United States not long ago, active infrared night vision devices, and carefully observing the Ming army tanks that had stopped.

Of course, he didn't know that he was actually exposed, and the infrared headlights of his active infrared night vision device were as eye-catching as searchlights in the field of view of the low-light night vision devices, and the camouflage on his and his subordinates, which he and his subordinates thought was seamless, also became meaningless in front of the thermal imager on the tank.

Colonel Kim, who did not know anything about all this, made a gesture to the officer next to him very seriously, and the latter immediately passed the same gesture backwards, and the five hundred soldiers of the South Korean Army who were ambushed quickly received the order of the commander, and then lay motionless in the wet and cold grass on a rainy night, carefully not daring to even breathe, waiting for the Ming army to enter their ambush circle, and beside them were a large number of rocket launchers and eight-five-millimeter armor-piercing shells captured from the hands of the volunteers and the North Korean army.

The people of the United States already know that even the Leopard tank can't stop this kind of thing, so they carefully designed this ambush, after all, this time they lost face too hard, and if they don't get it back, it will make people think that they are very incompetent.

As long as the Ming tank force can be defeated, it will be enough to force them to stop advancing, and then the two sides will move to negotiations.

But unfortunately, in the face of the scientific and technological superiority of the Ming army, their wish was disappointed again, and poor Colonel Jin and his subordinate warriors who were lying in the cold muddy water on a cold day did not know at this time that behind the Ming army tank column that stopped advancing, eighteen special combat vehicles were quietly approaching. The peculiarity of these vehicles is that they have a 30-barreled 130-millimeter rocket launcher on the roof, and because of the performance of the night vision devices, Colonel King did not notice that the 540 gun muzzles were quietly aimed at their hiding place less than a kilometer away.

"Isn't that too ruthless?"

Yan Kai, commander of the self-propelled rocket artillery battalion of the Fourth Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army, asked Han Wenqing, the deputy brigade commander beside him, seriously.

"It's quite ruthless to bombard with rockets."

Han Wenqing glared at him and said.

"No, I'm saying it's too hard to burn bombs with so much phosphorus and aluminum."

"Where is so much nonsense, hurry up and fire!"

In Han Wenqing's speechless shouting, Yan Kai hurriedly gave the order to fire.

The calm air was suddenly torn apart by the frantically sprayed rockets, and one by one the 130 mm rockets dragging the trail of flames roared across the night sky, and almost in the blink of an eye, the hiding place of the South Korean army exploded, and the white phosphorus ignited by the air shot in all directions like fireworks in the thin rain, and before the South Korean army who were lying in the grass and imagined the Ming army walking into the trap came to their senses, the rain of fire fell on their bodies, and then they burned together with their bodies.

This is white phosphorus, which generally does not burn to the bone.

Of course, white phosphorus with thermite is even more murderous.

The poor soldiers of the South Korean Army screamed in terror and pain, jumped up from their hiding places, kept slapping themselves, and even rolled in the grass, but to no avail, the maggots like maggots still kept abrading their bodies and their flesh.

And the rockets are still falling at breakneck speed.

In less than half a minute, 540 rockets were poured on the heads of the South Korean army, and then the entire night sky was lit up by flames of aluminum phosphorus.

Everything was burning, trees, flowers, South Korean soldiers, even stones, even stagnant water were burning, especially those South Korean soldiers who had turned into burning people, constantly struggling in the sea of fire, letting out heart-rending screams, in the rising flames and water vapor, it looked particularly strange.

That includes Colonel King.

He was now watching the flames of white phosphorus burn on himself, and even burned his own grease, making the fire even more intense, and he rolled in the grass, but even the grass ignited, and the rain and muddy water on the ground did not help him in the slightest.

He wouldn't have known, of course, that white phosphorus could even burn under water if there was oxygen.

Colonel Kim, who couldn't bear this pain, pulled out his pistol in despair, only to find that his pistol was also burning, he looked at the strange flame, with a bitter smile, put the muzzle of the gun to his temple, and then pulled it......

Colonel Kim Young-sik suddenly let out a heart-rending scream.

He no longer has the ability to pull the trigger.

An hour later, Daegu.

"General, the Advance Team has been wiped out."

A South Korean officer said to Ding Yiquan, commander of the Seventh Division, with a solemn face.

General Ding is a rare highly educated soldier in the Goryeo Army, and the Infantry School of Fort Benning in the United States ......

Although he actually only stayed there for a few months because of the war, compared to those puppet army squadron leaders, Japanese army captains, and generals from the security police, he was already golden, so President Syngman Rhee handed over this sacred mission to save the republic.

"How much they have achieved."

General Ding said expressionlessly that the annihilation of Kim Yong-sik's entire army was an inevitable result, and he cared about the result of their annihilation.

"Zero."

The officer said.

"Nani?"

Ding Yiquan, or once used the name Nakajima Yiquan, subconsciously brought out his accent at the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

"Colonel Kim's ambush was exposed, and he was burned to ashes by the Ming army's rocket artillery and incendiary shells, along with his 500 men."

The officer said with his head bowed.

"These bastards!"

General Ding said indignantly. (To be continued.) )